Colors of Love (15 page)

He slid his other hand down her stomach, over the mound of her pussy, and stopped short at her clit.

A long, breathless sigh escaped her lips as he stroked her there.

“Here she is, Seth,” Luke rasped. “Ready for you. Come and get her. Take her, just like this, while I support her.”

Seth’s gaze shot to Kaz’s face. He took in her dilated pupils and smoky eyes, the heightened color in her cheeks and her kiss-swollen lips. “Is this what you want, sweet pea?”

She nodded. Her eyes cleared as she gazed at Seth. “It’s what Luke wants too.”

“Do it, kid,” Luke urged. “Let me feel you fuck her while I hold her in my arms. Show me how much she means to you, how important she’s become in just a couple of days.”

An odd request for sure, but one Seth was in no state of mind to question. Luke wanted this, Kaz wanted this, and after watching the two of them kiss, he wanted it too. He turned to grab a condom and found a handful on the bed. Luke must have thrown them there. In seconds, he was sheathed.

Kaz whimpered in Luke’s arms as his finger caressed her clit. Fuck, Seth could almost feel her wet heat from here, could almost feel the tight walls of her pussy closing around his cock.

Seth sprinted to them. And as he pressed in close, Luke spoke.

“Lift your leg, Kaz. Wrap it around Seth’s waist.”

Seth broadened his stance, balancing himself and bringing his groin down closer to Kaz so she didn’t have to struggle to lift her leg. The change in position brought her nicely into place against him. One guided thrust, and he’d be seated deep inside.

Seth almost yelped in surprise when Luke palmed his cock. Not that he didn’t like it. He did. Almost too fucking much. He just hadn’t been expecting it.

“Aw, fuck, Lucas…” Jesus, the man wasn’t just playing with his cock, he was playing with his mind too. One minute he looked utterly miserable, the next he’d captivated both Seth and Kaz in his sex play. And now, without any guidance from Seth, Luke was steering Seth’s cock to Kaz’s pussy, rubbing his tip against Kaz’s clit, and then down, between her lips. Not inside, though. No, just over and over her opening, until, even with his condom on, Seth could feel her juices drenching his balls and Luke’s hand.

“You ready for this, Kaz?” Luke asked as he looked into Seth’s eyes.

“S-so ready.” She crooked her leg a little higher on Seth’s waist.

“Kiss her,” Luke instructed Seth. “You can’t make love to a woman unless you kiss her.”

“Not making love,” Kaz said. “’S’just sex.”

“Kiss her, Seth.”

Seth kissed her. Whether it was making love or sex, it was always better with a kiss.

Kaz’s warm mouth met his, and she opened up to accept the invasion of his tongue. She smelled like Luke. He’d kissed her so possessively, some of his aftershave must have rubbed onto her.

It spiked Seth’s desire. As his shaft swelled in Luke’s hand, Luke guided his cockhead into Kaz’s pussy, and then he pushed, firmly but gently, so Seth thrust inside her.

Fuck, Luke had done it again. Taken control of every move that was made. Although Luke was still clothed, his pants not even unzipped, he was the one in charge, the one fucking Kaz—with Seth’s dick. And Seth let him. Partly because he loved it when Luke took control, partly because it felt so damn good, and partly because Luke had circled the base of his cock with his forefinger and thumb and wasn’t letting go.

It felt different from anything he’d ever experienced before.

His thrusts were shallow. He couldn’t reach as deep inside Kaz as he would’ve liked, but that didn’t mean it didn’t feel sensational. And it didn’t mean Kaz wasn’t enjoying it.

No, the woman was panting, and Seth suspected it had a lot to do with the angle of his thrusts. Whenever he surged into her—with Luke’s help—he hit that sweet spot.

Luke must have felt every action intimately. Every time Seth entered Kaz, it must have reverberated through her body and Luke’s. Every time she shuddered, she shuddered against Luke’s stomach and his erection, which Seth had little doubt stood up proud against his stomach.

Kaz yanked her mouth away from Seth’s, breathing heavily, and Seth took the opportunity to swoop in and mold his lips to Luke’s.

Luke objected, tried to pull away, but Seth was having none of it. Luke’s arms were both being used. Seth’s two were free, and he captured Luke’s head, holding it in place, and kissed the living daylights out of him.

He kissed him so long and so thoroughly that Luke writhed behind Kaz while Seth fucked her.

Kaz’s breathing became irregular, her moans louder. Her body stiffened between his and Luke’s, just for a heartbeat, and then, as Luke chased Seth’s tongue back into Seth’s mouth, Kaz exploded. Her pussy convulsed over his cock, her muscles clamping him in a vise-like grip that almost blew his mind.

He too would have come then, if not for his steely will and determination.

Oh, he wanted to come, all right. Wanted it bad, especially with Kaz’s pleasure rocketing through her. But like Kaz, he wanted to come with a cock inside him. Luke’s cock.

Luke continued to pump Seth’s shaft into Kaz, seeing her through her pleasure. And when she finally collapsed boneless between them and both Seth and Luke caught her before she fell, Luke swore.

“You haven’t come yet, kid.”

“I know.” Seth placed gentle kisses along the length of Kaz’s forehead. “I’m waiting for you.”

Luke shook his head viciously.

Seth just nodded. “Oh yeah, Lucas. When I come, it’s gonna be because your cock is in my ass.”

Luke glared at Seth. Fuck, he hated being here. Hated how much he loved it. How fulfilled he felt when he was around Seth. How happy. And how sad.

Seth smiled, a sexy, come-hither smile that hit him in his gut and yanked at his scrotum and gave him the erection from hell.

As if he wasn’t aroused enough. Aroused and frustrated and angry and tormented and lonely and hurting. And now Seth wanted him to fuck him.

Seth took Kaz’s hand and led her to the bed. “Lie down, sweet pea. Catch your breath. If you relax and enjoy the show, you’ll see me come just as hard as you did in a few minutes. Luke too.”

Kaz, looking just as boneless and sated as she had while standing, dropped onto the bed. She didn’t lie down, though. Not until she’d passed Seth a condom and the tube of lube.

Luke chastised himself. What had he been thinking, tossing the lube on the bed like that? He’d had no intention of fucking Seth tonight. He’d meant only for Seth and Kaz to fuck. Meant for them
both
to gain the kind of sexual gratification Kaz had just gotten.

Right from the beginning, Luke had known his time with Seth was limited, and intuition had told him tonight would be the perfect night for the grand finale Luke had planned. Kaz and Seth had bonded faster and more powerfully than he’d ever expected in such a short time. Seth was crazy about her, and she was obviously taken with him.

If Luke left it much longer, the band would leave Melbourne and Kaz would entertain ideas about returning to her life in Sydney.

Luke couldn’t let her go home. He needed Kaz to be with Seth, permanently. That’s why he’d planned to exclude himself from any fucking tonight. He’d planned only for Seth and Kaz to make love
—
not him. Meant for them to realize they were falling in love.

But no. God forbid Seth should stick to the plan. God forbid Seth should give everything he had to Kaz. He had to go and save his goddamned orgasm for Luke.

Luke tried to shake off his anger. He could hardly blame Seth. The kid had no idea about the plan he should be sticking to. Luke wasn’t angry with him. He was pissed off with the world and with fate. He was furious about his past and irate about the dull, joyless future that waited for him.

Christ, how could he ever survive without Seth’s love?

Even now, Seth did nothing to deny that love. If anything, he was blatantly displaying his desire for Luke. He’d gone and ripped off his condom, climbed on the bed beside Kaz, and was now lying on his back, with his legs bent, pumping his cock.

Lust struck so hard it made Luke dizzy. He knew he should get the fuck out of this room. Knew he should make a break for it, now, before he was tempted any further by Seth. But damn it, the kid was touching his cock and looking at him, and Luke could see glimpses of his hole, and all he wanted was to sink inside him and stay there forever.

Before his head registered what his body had done, Luke’s clothes were on the floor, he’d walked over to bed, climbed on it and knelt in front of Seth.

Seth grinned and tossed him the condom and lube. He didn’t let go of his cock.

There’s still time to get out of here, Luke’s subconscious told him. Still time to save his soul and Seth’s.

“Fuck him,” Kaz whispered, her eyes enormous as she watched them.

“Fuck me,” Seth demanded, and wiggled a little lower on the bed, placing his ass on Luke’s lap and spreading his thighs wide.

Sweating, Luke ripped open the condom package. He sheathed himself with one hand and opened the lube with other. His cock was oiled up and ready in seconds, and he shoved Seth’s legs further apart. Without waiting to see if Seth was ready, Luke hauled him up close and plunged as far inside him as he could get.

Seth’s cry echoed through the room, and Luke pulled out and drove into him again. And again. And again. Until he was as deep as he could go. Until he was buried to the balls in Seth’s ass. Until he was lost in Seth’s body. Lost in Seth’s goddamned eyes.

Fuck, did the man have to look at him that way? As if the sun rose where Luke knelt?

His thrusts turned wild. Savage almost. He was in as deep as he could go, and still it wasn’t deep enough. Still he didn’t have full control of Seth’s body. Full ownership. He slammed into him, ground down hard, pushing in deep. Over and over.

Seth’s cries should have stopped him, should have soothed his brutal movements. But they didn’t, they only inspired him. Because even if Seth did feel pain, all Luke could see in his eyes was the pleasure. And the love. And the adoration. Seth fucking loved him, and Luke fucking hated that.

He hated that Seth could trust him so much, could sacrifice his body to Luke’s savage intent and still look so happy about it. So rapturous. Luke hated every emotion he saw in Seth’s eyes. Couldn’t stand to look one more second.

He would have closed his eyes, but like the rest of his traitorous body, his eyes refused to stay shut, refused to look away from the man he loved.

Kaz saved the day. Her soft whimper brought Luke’s attention to her. There she was, lying on the bed, watching him fuck Seth, her eyes enormous, her hand working on her clit.

Oh, yeah. There was the perfect solution.

Luke may not have the strength of mind to pull away from Seth now, but at least he wouldn’t have to look into his eyes any longer. With the solution Luke had just devised, at least when Seth came, he’d come staring at the body of the person he’d spend his life with.

Luke held out his hand to Kaz, and she took it, blindly putting her faith in him.

With a yank, he pulled her up.

“Sit on Seth’s face,” he whispered. He couldn’t have spoken louder, he didn’t have the voice. Every ounce of control was taken up by holding still inside Seth while Kaz sat up.

She raised an eyebrow.

“He can lick you while I fuck him.”

Kaz shook her head. “No,” she whispered. “This is your time. Yours and Seth’s. Not gonna come between you.”

Panic flared through Luke. He needed Kaz there. Needed her to run interference. He couldn’t do this without her. He’d never be strong enough to walk away from Seth if Kaz didn’t plant herself between them at this most intimate of times.

“Kaz, I need you there. We both do. Seth and I.”

“You need to be alone, the two of you.” She didn’t look at him. She seemed to be looking…around him. At something near his head. And heart.

Seth twisted his hips, driving Luke half crazy.

“Do it,” he squeezed out from between gritted teeth. “Sit on Seth’s face.” His tone brooked no argument. Sweat trickled down his back. Christ, he needed to move. Needed to buck his hips, snap then back and forth. He needed to fuck Seth. “Now!”

Kaz scrambled into position, straddling Seth’s face, stretching her thighs wide on either side of his head.

Thank God. Now Luke couldn’t see his eyes anymore.

He could see Seth’s hand as he clasped Kaz’s waist. And if he concentrated real hard, he could see Seth’s tongue as it feasted on Kaz’s pussy.

But Luke didn’t want to see any of it. Didn’t want to see Seth enjoying another person. He wanted to see nothing. Nothing at all. At this point, all he wanted to do was feel. Enjoy. Make the most of it.

Because after this, Luke was walking away.

He closed his eyes and pistoned into Seth, hard, fast and furiously, not stopping for breath, not stopping to mop the sweat from his brow, not stopping when Seth began to stroke his own cock, matching the tempo of Luke’s thrusts, his fist hitting Luke’s stomach.

He didn’t stop when Kaz cried out, or when Seth’s muffled groan rent the air. He didn’t stop when warm fluid hit his belly in wet spurts, and he didn’t stop when Seth’s ass clamped down around his cock.