Love Under Three Titans (7 page)

Oh, Maggie
.

“Are you sure, baby? You know that we can smell your heat, don’t you?” Kevin leaned a little closer on her left, his glittering gaze focused on the front of her blouse where she could feel her nipples tighten.

There was no way she could answer Kevin’s question, dignity intact. Instead, she turned to Richard and said, “You wanted to ask me a question?”

“I did.” Richard stepped just a little closer, his gaze locked on hers. He leaned over and brushed his lips very lightly over hers. Back and forth, the gentle kiss tingled and teased. Light, simple, the caress was over in a heartbeat.

Their first kiss—Maggie used her tongue to sweep her bottom lip to gather in the taste of him.

Richard didn’t smile, but his eyes seemed to widen even as he inhaled sharply. “Tell me, Miss Maggie.” He tilted his head to one side. “Are you still craving a lusty bout of sex with the three of us?”

“Am I still… Oh, dear.” Maggie looked at each of them, the inner battle she waged visible to them all.

Kevin tilted his head to one side and really
looked
at her. Her breathing had hitched, and she continued to gaze from one to the other of them, looking very much like a timid deer caught in the headlights. But her nostrils had flared, and her skin had taken on a bit of a flush. Then as he watched, she blinked and licked her lips, and damned if he couldn’t smell her feminine heat, her fragrance pulsing even stronger than before.

He had no doubt whatsoever that Maggie was torn between feeling excited and completely unnerved. Thinking of all he knew of her, he figured she wanted them—no question. It was the fact that she
wanted
at all that was causing her such indecision. He wondered if Rick had pushed their woman too far too fast with his question.

Usually, Trey would be the first to sense her nerves. But his other brother just gazed at her, apparently completely under her spell.

Both his brothers wanted her with a need he’d bet surprised them both. Kevin had other needs, a little more off the wall, that were surging within him. He knew how he could give them all what they needed, right now.

“Shh.” He stepped up to Maggie and gently stroked her cheek with one finger. Even that small of a touch thrilled him. Her skin felt warm and soft, smooth and inviting. He looked forward to the day when he could see all of her and feast. Hopefully, that day was not too far in the future. “It’s all right, Maggie. We’re not trying to rush you. We just want you to think about us—think about trying us on for a bit.”

“I’ve thought of little else since the other night.” She closed her eyes and exhaled deeply.

“We won’t hurt you.” Rick moved subtly until he stood in front of her and took her left hand in his. “Maybe we’ve been a bit clumsy.” He met Trey’s gaze and then Kevin’s. Rick’s smile turned self-mocking. “All right, maybe
I’ve
been a bit clumsy. But, love? I really had believed this would never happen for me—for us.” He shrugged. “Now it has, but I’m sure not the smoothest Lothario in the world.”

“I’m glad you’re not.” Her face colored slightly. “I’ve never felt this way, either. I didn’t think I
could
.” Maggie’s grin matched Rick’s. In that moment, despite the quip Kevin had given them earlier, he understood for the first time that Maggie and Rick really
were
very much alike in temperament, and maybe in other ways, too.

Then she turned and met Kevin’s gaze. “I’m not a virgin.” She closed her eyes for a moment, and Kevin sensed she was girding her loins. She opened her eyes and met each of their gazes in turn. “I’ve had two lovers in my life. I’m just not very good at sex.” She shrugged as if it didn’t matter to her. “One of the men I was with compared me to a cold fish. Neither of them came back after the first time.”

Kevin felt his temper spike. One look at his brothers and he knew they were all three of them in the same place emotionally.

“You’re certainly not cold.” Trey stroked his hand down her back. “Maggie, you’re responsive as hell, or we wouldn’t even be having this conversation.”

“Well, I have been wondering about that the last few days, because when the three of you surround me like this, cold definitely isn’t what I feel.”

“No, you feel hot.” Rick gave her a half smile and tilted his head. “Very hot and very horny.”

From the look on her face, she liked that idea. “Still, I really don’t know how to handle these emotions or these, um, urges. As much as they nearly seduce me, they frighten me, too.”

“Foreplay.” Kevin grinned. He gave each of his brothers a quick look. “If, or when, we explore each others’ naked bodies will be completely up to you. In the mean time, how about if we just indulge in a little foreplay? Instead of being so very serious about all this, why don’t we just have some fun with it? I think that’s what we all need here, some fun and games.”

“Fun and games?” There was no mistaking the tone of interest in Maggie’s voice.

“Kevin’s right.” Trey ran his hand down her back again.

Kevin wondered if Maggie had any idea how tactile she was. She practically arched into Trey’s strokes, and clutched Rick’s hand whenever he had hold of her.

Rick brought her hand up to his lips.

Kevin slowly reached for her right hand and laced his fingers with hers, pleased when she responded so sweetly. She turned and looked at him when she said to Trey, “He is?”

“We’re all of us adults, and none of us attached.” Trey took a half step away from her, angling himself so that he stood more to the her left than behind her. The three of them had naturally formed a triangle around Maggie, so that she was in the center of them. “There’s no reason we can’t simply enjoy our time together, a little each day. No reason for us not to give you pleasure.”

Kevin saw the sparkle in Maggie’s eyes. The lady was definitely interested. Rick had been right about her. She really wasn’t ready for anything even approaching a serious relationship. And yet curiosity seemed to bubble right out of her. Clearly, the two men she’d taken into herself had been the wrong two men.

“The only rule is that you’re the boss.” Rick moved subtly, just a little bit closer to her. “At any point while we’re playing, you can tell us to stop, and we will.”

“All right. That sounds easy enough. So, um, what does this playing consist of? How do we start?”

Kevin had always wondered how he’d feel at this moment. Especially considering that as he’d gotten older, he hadn’t had the opportunity to indulge in any relationships with his brothers and one special woman. He’d taken lovers, of course. Not that he was a man slut, but he enjoyed women, and sex, and generally ensured that both he and his partner had a lot of fun between the sheets.

But his sexual experiences had always been one-on-one, and he’d wondered from time to time how he’d feel watching one of his brothers make the first move on a woman he hungered for himself.

Now he had the answer and couldn’t help but smile—in relief, yes, but just in pure
fun
—as he realized he really was fine with it.

“How we start is very easy, love.” Rick used Maggie’s hand to pull her just a little bit closer to him. He wrapped his arms around her, making that first move, and Kevin felt his cock harden just a little more.

“It starts,” Rick whispered, lowering his head, “with just a kiss.”

* * * *

How simple he makes it all sound.

In the next instant, Maggie stopped thinking, because Richard Benedict leaned forward, lowered his head, and placed his mouth on hers.

Soft as a whisper, warm and moist and tasty, his lips slid back and forth against hers, a sweet, tentative first-kiss kind of kiss. Her heart fluttered, just a little. Richard’s flavor definitely appealed to her. The sensation of his mouth on hers felt nicer than nice.
Oh, yes, it really is simple
. Maggie felt herself relax, and let herself lean into him just the tiniest bit.

His tongue stroked her lips, and without thought, almost instinctively, she opened her mouth to his unspoken demand. Kevin had let go of her right hand, so she anchored herself by placing it on Richard’s shoulder. He tightened his arm around her and brought her closer to him. The heat of him compelled her, and she went.

His tongue circled her lips then delved deep.

Shock and heat and arousal swirled up and around her and pulled her down, down to where there was nothing to hang on to, nothing but the need, the utter need for more and still more. Pleasant? Sweet? No, this was a raging inferno of desire, of sex uncovered and raw, and Maggie knew she was lost.

His tongue, so silky and hot and sly, stole her will so that she could only slide hers with his, she could only taste as she was being tasted, and could only devour even as she felt herself being gobbled down.

Her heart raced, and everything within her shivered and quivered in joy and excitement and life-altering discovery.

The heat of passion rose up in her, compelling her to close the distance between them so that she pressed against the hard planes of his body, so that she could try, somehow, to drench herself in him.

Slowly, gently, Richard cupped her face and eased his lips away from hers, and she nearly cried out with the loss of contact. He pulled back from her, just a few inches. Maggie forced her eyes open and had to blink as the world came level and reality returned.

“Christ, you’re hot. Jesus, Maggie, you almost made me come in my pants.”

“I did?” She had? Imagine that. She guessed the moment called for some comment, but damn, she couldn’t think of a single word to say.

A hand on her left shoulder turned her slightly. Richard let go of the hand he’d held, and she felt herself being turned, ever so slowly, until she faced Trevor.

“Hello, sweet Maggie.” Trevor’s breath caressed her lips, and Maggie felt her eyes flutter closed even as she told herself this kiss couldn’t possibly be as mind-blowing as the last.

She was wrong.

Trevor tasted different, and the sensation of his mouth on hers wasn’t the same as his brother’s. Yet the heat, the swirling vortex of desire that swamped her and pulled her down, felt identical. His tongue boldly possessed hers. Maggie’s slid and danced, tangled and caressed with his. More and more bone-melting pleasure filled her until she wondered how her knees could possibly support her.

Warm and wicked, wet and wonderful, Trevor’s mouth on hers enchanted and aroused. The world tilted and changed and became just the four of them. How could it be that she felt steeped in this man yet totally aware of the other two standing mere heartbeats away?

Heat surrounded her, filled her, and made her hunger for dark and devilish delights. She reached up with her hand and petted Trevor’s face, a caress both tentative and sincere.

Maggie felt a wall of heat against her back, and the press of solid, male muscle. Even as Trevor weaned his lips from hers and used his hands on her shoulders to guide her, she was moving, turning completely around, and reaching for Kevin.

“Come here, baby. Give me some of your passion.”

Maggie soared with the realization that she did, indeed, have passion to give. She opened for Kevin, her tongue tangling with his, drinking him in as eagerly as he drank her. She felt free, free and alive and needy. Joyously, and without even an ounce of guilt, Maggie didn’t give a thought to anything but grabbing as much of this heat, this pleasure, as she could.

Her nipples turned painfully hard, and for the first time ever she felt moisture gather between her legs. The fanciful thought that her pussy
wept
for these three men blossomed front and center in her mind. As Kevin’s lips moved on hers, as he sucked her in and drank her down, she pressed herself against him and felt the ridge of his erection pressing back. Her hips rolled, and she smiled right in the middle of the kiss. She didn’t have even a moment to wonder if that wasn’t done, because Kevin smiled, too. He smiled, ended the kiss, and moved back, just a little, and grinned at her.

“See? Fun and games.”

His smile was entirely too cheeky by half and so engaging that Maggie did something she’d not done in years.

She giggled.

She took a moment to make eye contact with all three of them. Then, because her knees did indeed feel a little wobbly, and because it was right there, she sat down on the edge of the bed.

“Wow. You three are pretty potent. I can’t even stand on my own.”

“
Us
? Maggie love, that was you.” Richard came over and sat on the bed beside her. He took her left hand in his. The man didn’t seem capable of being close to her without doing that. He took her hand in his, spread her fingers out, and then placed it on his leg. He traced a pattern around her fingers, a playful bit of teasing that warmed her to her soul.

Trevor sat down on the other side of her, and the sensation of his hand stroking her back was at once calming and arousing.

“So far so good?” Kevin hunkered down in front of her, his hands on her knees. There was just something about his smile that made her feel good. Of course, the three of them kissing her had made her feel pretty damn good, too.

“Yes. I liked it. I like the taste of you. Of all of you.”

“Good. Because we certainly like the taste of you.” Kevin leaned up and gave her a kiss that was almost brotherly.

It wasn’t until he grinned that she realized she pouted. Then he stood and walked over to the large armchair they’d set in the corner, at an angle to the bed.

“Are we…done then?” Maggie didn’t mind showing her ignorance to these men. She had the feeling that anything she said and any secrets she revealed to them would be safe. She couldn’t even say for certain why she felt that way, she just did.

She’d spent her entire life to date planning every move, making sure each action was logical, grounded in fact, and completely practical. It was past time, she decided then and there, to simply go with her instincts.

Instinct told her she could trust the brothers Benedict. It came as quite a shock that she realized she trusted these men more than she’d trusted anyone, ever.

“Are we done? Not unless you want to be.” Richard used a finger on her chin to urge her to look at him. When she met his gaze, he said, “Do you want to be done?”

“No. Not yet. I…” She blew out a breath and shrugged. “I thought I was lacking. All these years, I believed I
couldn’t
become aroused—or that I couldn’t
be
arousing.”

“Sweetheart, you’re so damn responsive to us. We don’t even have to touch you to turn you on. Just that alone has gotten all three of us hard.”

Maggie met Trevor’s gaze. She didn’t think he was boasting so much as simply stating a fact. Yet she couldn’t resist teasing him, just a little.

“I’d heard Texan men were conceited.”

“Love, we’re not conceited, we’re
convinced
.” Richard’s smile beamed as wide as she’d ever seen it.

“Well, I’m not convinced, not yet. I’ve only had three kisses. How do I know they weren’t an aberration? Now,
I
am open to being convinced, but…” She let her sentence trail off.
Oh my God, I’m flirting with these men, begging them to have me
.

“Well, now, that sounded like a challenge from over here,” Kevin said.

“Sounded like one right here, too,” Trevor said.

She liked this flirting. She liked it a lot. “That’s because it
was
a challenge. The question is, what are the three of you going to do about it?”

“I’m just going to sit over here and watch.” Kevin sat back, apparently getting himself comfortable.

“Watch what?” Maggie knew she was stepping into dangerous, uncharted territory. She knew she was just asking for trouble. Right then and there, she didn’t care if she was.

They’d told her she could ask them to stop at any time, and they would. She believed them.

They also said that she was hot and sensitive and responsive. That she didn’t particularly believe, at least not yet.

But she was thirty-five years old and she’d only had two lovers in her life. Neither one of them had turned her on even a little. Did she believe that the heat being generated in this bedroom right now was her? No, she believed that for whatever reason, likely some strange alignment of planets and stars in the cosmos, that in this place, at this time and with these three men, she was being given the opportunity to taste something she thought she would never know.

She wasn’t looking for a happy-ever-after. She wasn’t even looking for a happy-for-now. She just wanted to know. She just wanted to feel. Oh God, for once, she wanted to steep herself in passion and lust.

Maggie blinked and brought herself back to the moment. She’d asked Kevin a question, but he hadn’t answered her. Beside her, Richard continued to rub the back of her hand, and Trevor continued to gently stroke her back.

She had the sense that the three of them had understood that she’d just submerged herself in her own thoughts, so they waited until she was with them, mentally, again.

“Why, Miss Maggie, I’m going to watch you get hot and horny.”

“You’re going to
watch
?”

“Mm. I’m not ashamed to say there’s more than a bit of the voyeur in me. I’m looking forward to seeing you catch fire, baby.”

Maggie didn’t know what to say to that. Of course she’d heard of voyeurs, but she’d never once considered…

“Maggie, love, are you going to catch fire for us?”

Was she? Maggie felt a wildness, a sense of daring, fill her. She looked down, then slowly met Richard’s gaze.

“I guess my answer is…that’s entirely up to you.”