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“Fuck her with your finger,” Brandon urged as he went about
tying her up. “But don’t let her come. Not yet.”

“Bastard,” she hissed, and Brandon laughed.

“It’ll be worth the wait, Lexi. Trust me.”

Eric ignored their banter and pushed his finger inside her
honeyed depths. His cock jerked at the tight clasp of her inner walls, the way
she milked his finger so efficiently. God, she was exquisite. A delicious,
feminine bundle of sexuality and eagerness, willing to do anything he and
Brandon wanted her to do.

His anger evaporated as he thrust his finger deep inside
her, withdrawing almost completely before he pushed his middle finger inside
her as well. Fucking her with two fingers, he pushed in and out, enjoying the
heated flush of her skin, the potent scent of her arousal, the cream that
coated his fingers. Withdrawing from her, his hands went for the button on his
jeans and he undid it, slipped down the zipper and reached into his boxer
briefs. Pulled his cock out and breathed a sigh of relief at freeing himself.

“Don’t fuck her. Not yet,” Brandon warned as he stepped
toward him, resting a hand atop Eric’s.

Eric’s cock jumped beneath both their grips. “You want her
first?”

Brandon nodded, his expression oddly beseeching, as if
seeking his approval. Maybe he realized Eric’s discontent. Maybe he knew Eric
was uneasy with the way this was unfolding.

Well, good. It was about damn time he saw how he felt.

“How about I watch the two of you together first?” Alexa
suggested from out of nowhere.

Eric whipped his head around to stare at her, as did
Brandon. They probably both had the same shocked expression on their faces and
she laughed, looking quite pleased with herself despite the fact that she was
trussed up and spread across the bed solely for their pleasure.

“You want to watch us together?” Brandon asked carefully,
his gaze sliding to Eric’s.

“I already did once you know. I watched the two of you that
night when you—fucked him.” Heavy emphasis on the word fucked. “I wouldn’t mind
watching the two of you now, again. Seduce him, Brandon. Work your magic on
Eric and make him submit to you.”

Eric’s mind spun. She wanted to watch Brandon make him
submit? Yeah, he’d submitted to Brandon more than once. Hell, he submitted to
Brandon all the time. He was the top in the relationship. Eric was the
receiving end—literally. But wouldn’t she find him weak for giving in so
completely to Brandon?

“I think it would be totally sexy to watch,” she added in a
little murmur.

“Really,” Brandon sounded intrigued. “What do you say,
Eric?”

“Whatever you want,” he answered, already going into
submission mode.

Brandon smiled. “No, it’s whatever our little Lexi here
wants. We’ll do this just for you, sweetheart.”

“I can’t wait,” she said.

Eric couldn’t wait either.

Brandon grabbed hold of Eric by the back of his neck,
hauling him close for his kiss. Their lips met, fused together in an aggressive
manner before he slashed his tongue across Eric’s slightly parted lips. Eric
opened to him with ease, a low groan sounding from him as Brandon’s tongue plunged
into his mouth, tasting him, searching him. He swore he caught the faint taste
of Alexa’s arousal on his lips, within the recesses of his mouth and Brandon
grunted in pleasure.

Seducing Eric would ease the anxious ache in his dick. His
cock was hard and ready and he wanted to take his time with Alexa tonight.
Getting Eric on his knees to suck his cock would be the perfect temporary
relief to allow him to focus on Alexa.

They kissed for long, agonizing minutes. Eric slid his hands
beneath Brandon’s T-shirt, caressing his chest, his abs, playing with the
waistband of his jeans. Brandon returned the favor—one hand tugging at the ends
of his hair while the other dived beneath the parted zipper of Eric’s jeans,
touching his exposed cock. Eric groaned and thrust within his grip, dribbling
pre-come on Brandon’s hand.

He was eager, more than ready to come himself but Brandon
wanted to shoot down his throat first.

Eric tore off Brandon’s T-shirt and Brandon did the same,
both of them bare-chested, their skin glistening with a faint sheen of sweat.
Brandon stroked his hands down his front, across Eric’s pecs, tweaking at his
nipples before he drew his fingers across his abdomen. Eric’s stomach flexed
beneath his touch, a subtle ripple of muscles and Brandon knew he was excited,
more than ready.

He felt like a shit for prolonging Eric’s torture, but he
knew he’d thank him in the end.

“Take off your jeans and then get down on your knees,” he
commanded gently and rested his hand upon Eric’s shoulder. He noticed the
heated flare of arousal in Eric’s eyes.

Eric shucked his jeans without a word, revealing his hard,
hot body, his cock thrusting proudly from between his legs. He went down on his
knees willingly before Brandon, his fingers going for his jeans, undoing the
button, slowly sliding down the zipper. Parting the fabric until Brandon’s cock
pushed out, eager and ready for his mouth.

“Oh my God. You two are so sexy,” Alexa murmured from the
bed.

Brandon shot her a wicked grin, and she visibly shivered.
Reaching out, he stroked the top of Eric’s head, his fingers sliding through
his silky soft hair and Eric stared up at him, eyes glowing, mouth parted in
preparation.

“Suck it,” he commanded quietly and Eric bent forward, his
lips pursed as they whispered across the tip of his cock.

He tightened his fingers in his hair, urging him on without
saying a word. Eric’s lips parted, and he drew just the head of Brandon’s cock
within, his tongue lashing, lips gently sucking.

“Yes,” Brandon hissed, his eyes sliding closed as he tipped
his head back. He wondered what Lexi thought of the two of them doing this. Wondered
what it would feel like to have her pouty mouth wrapped around his cock,
sucking him deep, licking him, smiling up at him as if it gave her no greater
pleasure than to please him.

He fucking couldn’t wait to have her that way. If not
tonight then soon. On her knees, subservient to him, willing to give him
exactly what he wanted.

Tipping his head forward, Brandon opened his eyes, caught
Alexa watching them with rapt attention. Her expression was a bit agonized, and
he looked between her legs. Caught sight of her dewy folds, so heavily
lubricated with her juices.

She was beyond aroused. He could fucking scent her, she was
hot for it. Pushing atop Eric’s head, he nudged his cock deeper, groaned at the
sensation of Eric’s sucking mouth and busy tongue. Eric reached between his own
legs and began stroking himself, a little moan sounding around Brandon’s cock
as he did so.

Good. They could both find their relief and then focus
solely on Alexa. It was all working out just perfectly.

Perfectly.

“Does he taste good?” Alexa suddenly asked, her voice
trembling.

Eric released Brandon’s cock from his mouth and licked his
lips. “Yes.”

Brandon breathed deep as she contemplated them. A wistful
expression crossed her pretty face.

“I wish I could taste you,” she murmured, her words only for
him.

“I’ll give you a taste,” he muttered, swallowing his gasp
when Eric enveloped his cock fully into his mouth. “Later.”

“Is that a promise?” Her eyes glowed as she moved restlessly
against her restraints, a little smile curving her lips. As if it gave her a
little thrill watching Eric eat his cock.

Which it probably did, the little seductress. He’d give
anything to be inside her mind right now, read her thoughts.

She licked her lips, as if anticipating his cock in her
mouth and he stiffened, felt the tension, the wave of pleasure was over his
entire body. The buildup was huge, he knew he was going to blow and big. Eric
worked his cock with his mouth, his hand cupping his balls. His other hand
worked his own dick. His tongue lashed, his lips sucked and Brandon held Eric’s
head firm. Shifted his hips and fucked his mouth with abandon.

All the while Alexa murmured dirty encouragements from her
spot on the bed. Sexy, nasty, heated words, urging Eric to suck him deeper,
touch him, stroke him. Her words, her sensual tone, all of it seduced,
encouraged his rapid movement, the fervent seeking of his orgasm.

Until he blessedly found it, his entire body tensed, his
cock spilling forth, semen filled Eric’s mouth. He encouraged him with a groan,
his own seed gushing across his fisted hand as he came. Their moans rang
together as their climaxes took over them until finally Brandon relaxed his
rigid body, smoothed his hand over Eric’s head.

His breathing harsh, he stared down at Eric, thankful for his
openness, his caring. Their relationship was a good one, and he didn’t want to
admit it might take the power of one woman to ruin it all for him.

He couldn’t even believe that thought crossed his mind. He
blamed it on the red haze of his lingering orgasm.

“That was amazing,” Lexi murmured from her perch on the bed.

Brandon glanced her way, his cock giving an exhausted
twitch. She was gorgeous, her legs spread, her pussy bared for all to see. His
mouth watered at the thought of tasting her and ruffling Eric’s hair one more
time, he urged him to stand up.

“It’s Lexi’s turn now,” he said as he shed his jeans, eager
to get to her.

Eager to give her as much pleasure as she could take.

Chapter Eight

Alexa watched as both men approached the bed, her entire
body suffused with heat as their gazes raked boldly across her. She’d never
allowed a man to tie her up before. Had always been afraid of being too
vulnerable, had never found it sexy to be at someone else’s mercy.

Now, she couldn’t wait to see what Brandon had in store for
her. Oh, she knew Eric was a willing participant and she was eager to see what
might happen with him, but Brandon called the shots. It had been awfully fun to
suggest she wanted to watch them together. She wanted to see how Eric pleasured
him because of anyone—Eric would have the most knowledge as to what Brandon
wanted.

And she desperately wanted to know what Brandon wanted.

What a show it had been. They were beautiful together, a
thought she never believed she’d have while watching two men engage in sexual
activity. But it had been so completely arousing she’d hardly breathed. Too
captivated with their wandering hands and eager mouths, their increased
breathing and strangled moans.

God. She could practically come at the mere thought of watching
the two of them together. She almost had, especially when she’d heard Brandon’s
anguished groan as he came in Eric’s mouth.

Brandon hovered over her, a devilish glint in his hazel eyes
as he stared at her face. Bending his head, he kissed her savagely, pushing his
tongue into her mouth. She opened her mouth to his heady invasion, wishing she
could touch him. Just once, to feel his hot, hard body burning her fingertips.

Their first real kiss and it stole her breath, rattled her
thoughts, made her body ache. As if she couldn’t get enough. She hardly knew
the man. How could he affect her in such a strong way?

“Did you like our little show?” He whispered close in her
ear, surely Eric couldn’t hear him. “I did it just for you.”

“It was beautiful,” she admitted honestly, giving him a
slight nod.

His eyes bored into hers before he nudged close to her ear
once more, his nose nuzzling, making her squirm. “You liked watching Eric suck
my cock?”

“Y—yes.” She nodded again, a little more frantic this time.

His hand skimmed down her front, fingers flickering against
first one nipple, then the other. “Did you imagine it was you sucking my cock?”

She pressed her lips together, foolishly embarrassed to
admit such a thing. She would gladly suck his cock, drink his come, lick his
ass. Whatever he asked of her, she’d do it. She wanted him that badly.

He tugged on her hair, making her whimper. “Tell me, Lexi.”
His lips brushed against her ear, his breath hot and heavy. “Do you want to
suck my cock?”

“Yes,” she admitted with a breathless whisper, coming this
close to saying she’d do whatever he asked of her.

“First I want to eat your pussy.” He laughed and shook his
head. “It’s been years since I’ve done that.”

A thrill moved through her at his admission. “So you’ve been
with women before.”

“Definitely.” He nodded, arrogant as usual. “I’ve had
relationships with women. One night stands. The works.”

“Rub it in,” she murmured, and he laughed again.

“But I want
you
now, sweetheart. No woman’s made my
dick this hard since I can remember.” He leaned back, allowing her a glimpse of
his already erect cock and she sighed wistfully. Couldn’t wait to feel him
enter her, stretch her full.

“Quit sweet talking her,” Eric said with a chuckle as he sat
on the opposite end of the bed. He reached out and trailed his fingers across
her shoulder. “She’s aching for it, man.”

“Are you aching for it, pretty Lexi?” A feral smile curved
his beautiful lips as he leaned in close, licking at the corner of her mouth.
“You taste so good. Smell so good. I’m lucky Eric found you.”

She was lucky she found Eric too. Her eyes slid closed as he
moved down her body, his mouth blazing a trail of wet kisses across her skin.
Down the column of her neck, across her collarbone and chest until his mouth
found her breast. He nibbled and licked, feasted on her nipple as if he were a
starving man. His hand came up to knead the neglected breast until he switched,
lavishing the other one with the same overt attention.

Alexa arched beneath him, jerking her hands against the
restraining ties. God, this was absolute torture. Worse than when she could
only lie there and watch. Now she had him touching her, licking and sucking her
and she couldn’t touch him. Eric loomed over her and took her mouth, his tongue
inciting a wickedly carnal dance and she returned his kiss with fervor.
Gooseflesh dotted her skin as Brandon’s mouth moved lower, skimming across her
sensitive stomach and then even lower. His tongue licked at her pubic hair then
down, just to the very top of her slit.

Panting, she cried out when he stopped, struggling against
the restraints unable to help herself. Eric had shifted away from her
completely, leaving her feeling awfully alone and when she glanced down her
body she saw Brandon poised between her legs. His mouth was above her pussy, a
gleam in his eyes as he studied her.

“I can smell you. I bet I could make you beg for it,” he
said wickedly.

“Jesus, Brandon,” Eric muttered.

“She likes it. You like to beg don’t you, Lexi?” He drew his
tongue down the side of her swollen labia and the teasing sensation drove her
absolutely wild.

She gritted her teeth, pissed that he said that. Pissed and
aroused and wishing she could smash his smug face in with the bottom of her
foot.

She would beg for no man and here he lay between her legs, demanding
that she do so. She wanted his mouth on her that bad.

“Say it, sweetheart. Say please. Or else I’m not going to
feast on your pretty pussy.” He chuckled, she felt the vibrations against her
sex and she whimpered in reply. “Beg for it, baby.”

“No,” she threw at him defiantly, her entire body heating in
anger.

“I warned you,” Eric murmured as he shot her a sympathetic
look.

“Then maybe I won’t give her what she wants.” Brandon teased
her again with his tongue, taking great pleasure in her agonized cries, her
angry curses. She called him names, the words just tumbled out of her as if she
had no control. Crude, horrible things she’d never called anyone in her life.

“And if you can say that to me I can certainly make you beg,”
he practically growled, his expression dangerously dark. His eyes still locked
on her face, he flattened his tongue and gave an exaggerated lick, leaving no
part of her pussy untouched. She arched into him as best she could, her hips
lifting, pussy smashing closer to his face. His eyes never strayed from hers as
he continued to lick her. Excruciatingly slow licks meant to drive her wild.

And it worked.

Two thick fingers slammed inside her body, and she moaned at
the invasion, the word please falling from her lips with ease. She said it
again and again, begging him just as he asked. In and out his fingers slid,
working her into a frenzy as his lips wrapped around her swollen clit and
sucked. Bringing her closer and closer to climax, she worked with him,
straining for it, waiting for the relief her orgasm would bring her.

“Not yet, sweetheart,” he whispered against her clit before
he moved away. He rose to his knees over her, his breathing harsh, his mouth
and chin glistening and sticky with her juices. “I don’t want you to come until
I’m inside you.”

His words gave her a little thrill despite the despair she
felt. She’d been so close. Her entire body was taut, stretched beyond its
limits and she could hardly wait. “Then get a condom on and fuck me.”

Brandon grinned, the bastard. “Bossy little thing aren’t
you?”

“That’s rich, coming from you.”

He laughed. “Grab a condom for me will you, Eric?”

She watched the two men stare at each other during the
condom exchange, wondering what passed between them. Guilt suddenly filled her
and she wondered if her recent involvement with them was causing a break in
their relationship. That had never been her plan. It had always been about fun
and games, getting a sexual thrill, sating her curiosity. Being with two men
was…exciting. Watching two men together even more so.

But coming between two men in a committed relationship? That
was just wrong.

And damn it, she really didn’t want to split anyone up.

Alexa didn’t want to end it either.

Eric handed him the square package and Brandon rested his
fingers over Eric’s, keeping him there. “Your turn will be next. I won’t hog
her the entire night.”

Their gazes met, locked. An understanding passed between
them, one that Brandon was desperate to express. He needed his lover to realize
that this wasn’t about love or including Alexa in their relationship on a
permanent basis. This was lust and experiments and craziness. This was insanity
and pushing the boundaries and trying to bring a spark back into their lives.

At least, that’s what he told himself.

“Whatever you want to do, Brandon,” Eric said, offering his
approval.

With a smile Brandon hauled him close and gave him a quick
hug. “I just need to get this out of my blood.”

He didn’t know if he believed his own explanation. Told
himself he did. That Alexa was a fire in his blood that raged the first moment
he saw her. Threatened to consume him unless he had a taste of her. That’s all
he wanted. Just a taste—one taste and then he’d move on. Continue his
relationship with Eric and only Eric. Eric was the only one he wanted.

Liar.

Gritting his teeth, he put on the condom with shaking hands.
What the fuck was wrong with them, thinking this way? Wanting Lexi more than he
cared to admit, possibly wanting to invite her into their
relationship—permanently? What would Eric say? Would he balk? Would he break it
off? Or would he accept the suggestion with open arms and an open heart?

Damn it, he didn’t know. And it wasn’t right of him to want
to ask, let alone actually do the asking.

He glanced toward the bed, saw the very willing and tied up
Lexi waiting for him. A smile on her face, her eyes beckoned him, hypnotized
him. He went to her without thought, settled himself between her legs, his cock
probing eagerly at her wet and welcoming pussy.

“Fill me up,” she urged, her voice husky, her lids lowered
and eyes smoldering.

“You want this?” Brandon wrapped his hand around the base of
his cock and brushed the head against her drenched folds, teasing her distended
clit. A little coo of pleasure escaped her as she thrust against him. He nudged
at her little hole, grimaced at the sensation of her grasping pussy and he
restrained himself.

Wanted to take it slow, wanted to make this last. Damn it,
he didn’t know if it would happen again.

It’s going to happen again, don’t even doubt it.

“I want it,” she whispered, her words direct, no teasing, no
anger. Just a frank, honest answer.

Slowly, he slid inside, his eyes closing at the sensation of
her hot, wet walls grasping his cock. God, she felt so good, so tight, so
fucking right. He settled himself deep and didn’t move, didn’t so much as
twitch. Just enjoyed the feeling of her wrapped around him, her inner walls
squeezing as she moved restlessly beneath him. Sending him deeper, as deep as
he could go, and they moaned in unison.

“Stop squirming,” he commanded at the same time she asked
him to move.

“Brandon.” The desperation in her voice rang clear, and he
glanced down at her. Her eyes watered, there was a tiny crease between her
eyebrows, and he knew he was driving her absolutely fucking out of her mind.
“Do you want me to beg? Please.”

“Please what?” He nestled his face against her warm,
fragrant neck, pressed his lips against her wildly beating pulse. She cried out
when he licked her there.

“Fuck me, Brandon. Please fuck me,” she practically sobbed.

He hadn’t meant to push her so hard. That had never been his
plan though she would’ve never believed him. Hell, Eric wouldn’t believe him
either. They both thought he was a sadistic bastard, and they were kind of
right.

But not right now when he was buried deep inside Lexi’s
body. He just wanted to savor her, enjoy the sensation of her inner walls
clasping around his throbbing cock. Their bodies pressed close together, sweaty
skin on skin, breaths hot, chests lifting and falling. It felt good as if he
were connected to her.

Connected.

Finally, much to both their delight, he began to move.
Withdrew almost completely from her body before he surged back inside, slow and
easy, almost lazy with his movements. She wiggled frantically beneath him,
trying to send him deeper, make him move faster, hell he didn’t know.

He took his time, wasn’t about to be rushed. He kissed her
languidly, his tongue sweeping throughout her mouth, tangling with hers. He
calmed her with his measured actions until they both moved slowly together, a
gentle give and take.

“I want to touch you,” she whispered, her eyes glowing, her
cheeks flushed as she jerked against the ties wrapped around her wrists.
“Please, Brandon.”

Damn it, he did want to feel her hands on him. Badly.
Clearing his throat, he called for Eric’s attention.

He’d almost forgotten his lover was even in the room.

“Untie her would you? Her hands first.”

Eric nodded and smiled, though it didn’t quite reach his
eyes. As if he knew Brandon had indeed forgotten about him.

Guilt hit him but he couldn’t worry about it. Not when he
had Lexi beneath him, his cock buried to the hilt in her tight little pussy.
Eric quickly untied her, and she wrapped her arms around him, her hands splayed
across his back. She hissed at the contact as did he, and he began to move
faster, encouraged when he felt her legs wrap around him, hooking her body to
his.