Claiming Addison (21 page)

“Are you sure you’re okay with this?” Kyle asks me.

“What choice do I have?”

“A lot,” he says back.

“No, I really don’t. From the moment she walked onto that bus, I knew there was something special about her. Something beyond anything I’ve ever known and felt.” God, I sound like a fucking sap. “But the point is that I knew I had to have her. Except at the time I thought I was content to stick it in her and be done, get it out of my system, but over the last couple of days I feel so much happiness when I’m around her. She makes it all go away. She makes the years of pain just disappear and it’s addicting and it makes me want to be a better person.”

“Yeah, I know. Believe me, I feel it too.”

“I can’t make her choose, Kyle. I can’t make her choose which one of us she wants to be with.”

“Why not? It would be easier,” he says, and he’s dead serious, but in the same token, he doubts his words.

“No, it wouldn’t. The way I see it is like this. If you get her, I’m left to be envious and jealous and perpetually horny because any woman I would try to hook up with wouldn’t be her. Instead I’ll have to watch my best friend with her. If she chooses me, I’ll feel bad for leaving you out, feel like I’ve stolen something from her and I will fuck it up. I know I will. I always do, Kyle. If we both have her, I don’t have to feel jealous because I’ll have her too and as a bonus, I get you.”

He smirks. “Are you getting soft on me?”

I roll my eyes. “No. But I meant what I said. I’ve seen your shit before, we’ve shared women in the past, but never have I ever been so turned on by seeing you two together. It’s strange and it’s fucking hot.”

“I have to agree with that. But I’m not sure how far I’m willing to take it between you and me.” He gestures between us.

“I’m not going to go kissing you, publicly, if that’s what you’re worried about. What happens behind closed doors is another story. I’ve always found other men attractive, but like you, I just never acted on it. I know that there are a couple of things that after this morning I’m itching to try,” I tell him. No need to go into detail about how I enjoyed his little tongue trick on my nuts this morning and how I have a deep craving to have his mouth wrapped around my tool. Those are fantasies that I’m desperate to turn into a reality, but I don’t want to push him too far, too fast.

“I’m worried about our friendship,” Kyle says extremely serious.

“How so?”

“Well, you know what they say; sex between friends is usually the death of a friendship.”

I try not to laugh because he has a point. “Look, I won’t let it come between us if you won’t. If we keep it the way it’s always been out of the bedroom, then there is nothing to worry about.” He nods.

We hear a whistle and our heads whip around the second Dex spouts his shit. “Hot fucking momma, come here, let daddy show you a thing or two.” I look straight at Addison walking through the back door. Then I watch her shudder at Dex’s words and not in a good way. It makes me smile, but her outfit makes me hard.

She’s wearing a corset tonight, a strapless black and purple number. Her tattoos on her shoulders pop with their bright colors and I realize now that this is the first time the fairy on her back has ever been exposed, except of course this morning when we stripped her. Her corset is matched with a very short leather skirt, fishnet stockings, a fucking garter belt holding them up and boots that go all the way to her knees and are at least four inches high.

“Fuck,” Kyle growls next to me.

“You took the words right out of my mouth.”

“Dude, she’s fucking ours. You know that?”

Kyle’s words hit me like a fucking freight train. She’s ours. She’s mine, she’s his. There is no jealousy, no envy, simply contentment and desire as she walks in perfectly measured strides toward us.

Her hair is up, but it’s high on her head. Like they used to wear it back in the fifties or sixties and it folds nicely into the pony tail at the back of her head. Her make-up is dark, but bright red lipstick accents her features perfectly.

“Hello, boys,” she says as she comes to stand in front of us.

“Rusty’s on you tonight,” I growl.

“No, he’s not. He was falling asleep on the bus, so I sent him to bed. Besides, I have you two to protect me now, don’t I?” She raises her eyebrows, but beneath the mask she’s wearing, I can tell she needs the reassurance.

“Damn straight,” Kyle says sternly and her face lights up into a bright smile.

“I need to kiss you,” I groan.

“Then kiss me.” Those three little words were all I needed to hear and I charge at her, hard and desperate, wrapping my arms around her, holding her to me while my lips crush into hers. Lightning ignites in my veins and I need her, right now.

I push her backwards into an open door of a dressing room, the one I was given, not that I need it. As soon as we’re inside, I spin her around, pinning her to the wall next to the door. I take her hands and pin them over her head. “Fucking gorgeous,” I growl and look over at Kyle standing in the doorway. “Get in here,” I say and he obeys me, stepping into the room and shutting the door. His obedience sends a shock wave of desire through me. Dominant? No, but I love control, and I love it rough and right now, she’s giving me exactly what I need.

My lips are hammering hers with hard kisses. I push off of her. “Kyle, take her,” I command and he takes her. Keeping her arms pressed above her head he grinds himself into her pelvis and she moans. “Fuck me,” I groan as I press into Kyle’s backside, my hands sliding along his shirt, pushing it up.

He pulls back from kissing her long enough for me to pull his shirt over his head. His muscles are tight and I rub my hands down his back. He hisses a breath through his teeth when my nails scrape down his back and I slam into him with my body, holding both of them to the wall.

Hot, passionate and rough. Addison moans as Kyle dips his head lower, along her shoulder, down her breasts. I feel him tug her corset down, freeing her breasts and she cries out in pleasure as he sucks a beautiful nipple into his mouth. I sink my teeth into Kyle’s shoulder, wrapping my arms around him, reaching for his fly. I pop the button and rip the zipper down.

I slide my hands into the waistband of his pants and push them down to his thighs. I feel his cock bounce as I free it and I grip it in my hands. “Talon,” he moans against Addison’s chest. “Fuck, don’t stop.” And I can’t. I grip his cock and begin stroking it. He pulls back from holding Addison against the wall to push himself against me.

I look at Addison over my shoulder, conveying my own need and she slides down the wall. I feel her hands against Kyle’s thighs and then stroking along his shaft right along with me. Then I feel her wet lips against his erection and hear her swallowing.

She slides back up the wall, grabbing the back of my neck as she pulls me around Kyle and into a deep, open mouth kiss. It’s hot and firm and tastes divine. She’s brought me a sampling of Kyle and my cock throbs. We only kiss for a moment before she’s sliding back down the wall and I resume stroking Kyle. I expect her to help me get Kyle off, but instead her hands are on my thighs, sliding up to my belt.

Kyle widens his stance as I continue stroking his length. Fuck, he’s got a big cock.

The next thing I know Addison’s mouth is on me, sucking my cock into her mouth, pulling it in deep. She sucks me with vigor. I loosen my grip on Kyle and she grabs my shaft, stroking it in time with my strokes on Kyle. We’re both groaning and I can tell Kyle is getting close, so close.

“I want you both. In my mouth,” Addison says before sucking my cock into her mouth and stroking it with her hands.

I lean into Kyle’s ear. “Are you ready?”

“Yes,” he breathes.

“Let’s give our lady what she wants.”

I feel him turn slightly so I back off, releasing my hold, and his hand takes my place. I look down and Addison is looking up at us, watching both of us stroke our hard-ons right above her. Her breasts are being pushed up by her corset and her beautiful puffy nipples are hard. Looking past her tits, I can see she’s buried her hand in the waistband of her skirt. I smile as I watch them bounce with each stroke to her pussy.

She throws her head back, letting her tongue slide along her bottom lip as she opens her mouth wide. I stroke my head against her mouth and that’s all it takes. The fire burns from within and I explode, careful to get as much, if not all, in her mouth. Kyle is quick to join me, taking his cue from me as we both let loose our orgasms right into her hot, waiting mouth. She groans, swallowing it down, wiping her lips with her tongue and shuddering in her own release.

The fire has dulled within, but I am rock hard once again just looking at her on her knees staring up at us. Fuck, what have I ever done to deserve them?

There is a pounding knock on the door. “Fifteen minutes,” someone shouts.

“Got it,” Talon hollers back. It brings me out of my post orgasmic high. Talon was turned on by me and then the hottest thing I’ve ever seen in my entire life was when he took it out on Kyle. He didn’t race to fuck me, he didn’t race to do anything hardcore with me. He stepped back and traded places with Kyle. Allowing Kyle to pleasure me while he took comfort in Kyle’s erection. It took everything I had not to come the moment my finger grazed my clit. Watching them, stroking their shafts above me was probably the hottest thing I’ve ever seen or could ever imagine happening.

I’d always thought of facials as degrading to the woman receiving them, but holy fuck, I can’t wait to do that again. I think it helped that there was nothing empowering in it for the guys. They were revved up and I was the cause of that. I knew my outfit would turn heads, but I never imagined it would elicit such a no holds barred passion between the three of us. Hell, even between Talon and Kyle.

Then when Talon took the wad of Kyle’s cum from my mouth, I was done for. I knew then that this is really something Talon wants and Kyle’s reaction was electric. Though I think we might still be a long way away from them working each other over without my help, it’s an amazing sight to see none the less.

“Addison.”

“Wha, huh?”

“You checked out on us, where’d you go?” Kyle asks and I smile.

“To about five minutes ago. Fuck me, that was…” I trail off as I watch the lustful glean shine in their eyes as they look at each other. “Yup, that covers it.”

They both laugh and pull me off of the floor, wrapping their arms around me. They hold me tight and close. “You’re so fucking beautiful,” Talon murmurs and I can hear Kyle’s silent agreement.

We stay like that for more than a few minutes. Me just being held tightly against both of them. Then Talon pulls back. “I need to go talk to the guys. Will you wait for us in your spot?” He smirks at me.

“I wouldn’t miss it for the world.”

“I know.” He gives me a shy smile. “You proved that yesterday.” Then he kisses me, short and chaste, but no less breathtaking. He leaves the room, closing the door behind him.

“You okay?” Kyle asks me.

“I’m great, why?”

He shrugs and pulls back, looking at me. “I feel like we used you.”