Kennedy’s eyes went wide as he moved next to her, his fist wrapped around his cock as his muscles rippled.

  “Oh God,” she moaned, her mouth hanging open as her eyes slid to his cock. It was like she knew we were both going to take her together, but now, it was right there, about to happen.

  …And that look on her face I’ll never forget. That look was hunger, and raw, unbridled lust. That look was a girl about let go and let herself be the queen she deserved to be.

  “Take his cock, angel,” I purred softly, grinding deep inside of her. “Open those lips, suck his big cock into that hot little mouth.”

  She moaned, leaned towards him, and opened her soft pink lips. Landon moved into her, and as his thick, swollen cock glided past her glistening lips and over her tongue, he threw his head back and groaned in pure pleasure.

  “Oh shit, baby girl,” he grunted, his hand sliding into her hair. He tangled it in his fist, making her whimper at the feel of control as she pushed deeper, taking more of him. She moaned around him, slurping him deeper into the back of her mouth, and when I felt her walls quiver around me, I started to move.

  My hips began to pump, my hands holding her in place on top of me as I began to drive my thickness in and out of her tight little pussy. Her slick arousal coated my cock, and even though part of me wanted to hold back, I knew that wasn’t happening. Not with her. Now with how fucking long I’d been holding this back.

  I grunted, thrusting into her and making her cry out in muffled pleasure around Landon. She moaned, one hand flat against my chest, the other jerking the base of Landon’s big dick as she swirled her tongue around the head. Her breasts swung as she started to bounce, her hips rising and falling to meet my thrusts as she took every damn inch of me on every thrust.

  “You like that, angel?” Landon groaned, his hand tightening in her hair as the other one slid down to tease one of her nipples. “Fuck, baby, let me see you ride his cock. Bounce that tight ass on his dick. Let me see how bad you want it. Let me see what a dirty girl you can be fucking his big dick while you got your naughty lips wrapped around my cock.”

  “You like two guys making you theirs?” I growled, my hips moving faster, my abs rippling and my ass bouncing off the bench as I started to fuck her harder and faster.

  She felt perfect, like her pussy was tailor-made to fit every single inch and contour of my cock like a glove. Her muscles rippled, her pussy clenching down on me as she rode me faster and faster, moaning wildly around Landon’s cock as she loudly bobbed her lips up and down his length.

  And really, it was the whole thing that made this perfect—perfect, and so much more than just sex. I knew what I felt, and I knew from the way he was looking at her what Landon felt.

  …And I was pretty damn sure what Kennedy felt, even if I was just as sure she was confused out of her damn mind as to what to make of it.

  But no matter, this was bigger than just sex. It was more than just physical, and as all three of us started to move faster, and deeper, I knew there was no going back.

  She was it. We’d both known it for almost a year, but I knew now there was no denying it. My best friend and I were both head over heels for her, and that made this even better. We’d figure out what she felt later about us both being into her, but for now, it was time to make sure she never forgot this, no matter what happened.

  I groaned as I drove into her, my hands gripping her hips in a vice grip, pulling her down to meet my thrusts as my swollen cock plunged into her dripping wet cunt. Kennedy screamed in pleasure around Landon’s big dick, her hand jerking him faster and faster as she wetly slurped on his crown. He grunted, his abs flexing, and I knew damn well none of us were going to last much longer.

  “Don’t hold back, angel,” I grunted, thrusting into her. “I want to feel you come for us. I want to watch you when you come for two men at the same time, for the first time. I want to watch you when you swallow every drop of the cum he gives that dirty little mouth of yours, and them I’m gonna fill this tight, greedy little pussy with mine.”

  Kennedy detonated between us. The climax seemed to shatter through her, her whole body going tight and clenched before she screamed in pleasure and shuddered wildly between us. I could feel the flood of her sticky, slick arousal dripping down my cock and my heavy balls, and as I watched Landon roar and pump his cock in and out of her hungry, sucking mouth over and over, I knew I was done.

  Landon grunted, his abs clenching and his balls tightening as he followed Kennedy over that edge. I groaned, watching her moan wildly as she bounced up and down my cock, swallowing his hot cum. But he just kept coming, growling as his cum began to spill out from the corners of her mouth. She cried out, coming again for me as Landon’s cock slipped from her lips and throbbed in the air, pumping rope after rope of thick white cum across her breasts.

  I groaned, every muscle in my body tightened, and when I thrust as deep into her as I could, it all went bright white.

  I was aware of roaring—of holding her hard enough to bruise and gasping for air as my cum streamed out of my cock deep into her pussy. Pump after pump, rope after thick sticky rope of my cum splashed against her womb as her mouth slid back around Landon to suck the last drops from his balls.

  Somehow, none of us got a concussion when we all just fucking slumped to the ground, panting, muscles burning.

  Holy. Fuck.

  No, that hadn’t just been sex. I mean, it’d been mind-blowing, on-another-level, best fucking ever sex, but it was deeper than that. And as Landon and I pulled Kennedy to us as we crawled over to lean back against the shower wall, I know we all felt it. We just sat there in silence, panting, holding her curled up between us, nuzzling her neck as our heart-rates came back down.

  “That… that…” Kennedy mumbled, her fingers trailing over my thigh before she turned and kissed Landon’s shoulder.

  “What the fuck did you just do to me?” She giggled, groaning. “I can’t even move.”

  “I don’t ever want to move,” Landon groaned, chuckling.

  “I do.”

  They both turned to see me grinning.

  “Cause there’s something else I want now.”

  Kennedy blushed, biting her lip, and Landon just groaned, shaking his head.

  “Fuck, man, give me a minute at least.”

  I chuckled. “Nah, not that. But don’t think for a second that we’re done with you,” I growled, turning and sliding my hand across Kennedy’s jaw as I leaned in to kiss her.

  “Okay, you’ve piqued my interest,” she breathed, her eyes darting over mine.

  “Oh, I think I’ve done more than piqued it.”

  She giggled as I kissed her again, before pulling away to let Landon taste her lips as well.

  “C’mon,” I groaned, getting to my feet. “Dry off and put some clothes on.”

  “Where are we going?”

  “A bed.”

  Kennedy’s cheeks flushed, and that violet fire came back into her eyes as I pulled her up and then tugged her against me. Fuck, my cock was already hard again, and suddenly, my mind changed.

  “Actually,” I growled, my hands tightening on her. “I was going to say we should go get some food, but first….”

  She gasped as I spun her, pressing her into the tiled wall as I moved behind her. I nudged my cock between her thighs, and she whimpered as she spread them, pushing her ass back.

  “But first,” I growled into her ear. “I’m not even close to being done with you.”

  11

  Kennedy

  “Wait, are you serious?”

  Caleb had refused to tell me where we were going as we’d walked into the tiny downtown area a few streets away from my clinic. He’d even gone so far as to toss me over his shoulder, shrieking and giggling, to make sure I didn’t peek. And when I’d tried to squirm out of his arms, Landon had taken over, scooping me up with legs around his waist, and his mouth on mine distracting me from anything even resembling looking where we were going.

  This was nuts. It was like I was on the best date of my life, before it even started, and it was with two guys. I kept looking between them, waiting to see something that looked like jealousy, or like there was about to be trouble. I mean they were best friends, and even if having them both was… well, insanely amazing, I was not going to be “that” girl. No way.

  But there wasn’t anything like that. Just their full attention on me.

  …God what dream was I dreaming here?

  I’d just had the most mind-blowingly hot sex of my life, and it’d been with two men. Two men who’s mouths and hands and huge cocks had driven me wild—making me still feel like I was high from my orgasms. My hair was still damp, but I didn’t care. I didn’t even care were Caleb wanted to take me until suddenly Landon set me down, and I looked up at the dim, flickering neon light.

  “You’re serious? Caleb, this is a—”

  “It’s a bar. Yeah, I got that,” he chuckled.

  “Right, but you’re…”

  He glanced at Landon before grinning at me.

  “I love bars. Especially trashy ones like this one.” He shrugged. “I just don’t drink in them anymore.”

  “Isn’t the temptation too much?”

  “I think I’ve got something else taking up too much of my attention for me to give a shit about booze, darlin,” he growled, and when he stepped into me and kissed me slowly, I melted into him. I moaned softly, my hands sliding around his waist as he cupped my jaw and crushed his lips to mine. Hands tugged me away, and I gasped as I whirled, falling into Landon. Our lips seared together, my mouth opening for his tongue as I moaned and pressed myself tight to him.

  “C’mon,” Caleb chuckled, jerking his head towards the door. “I hear county music.”

  I arched a brow.

  “He loves country music,” Landon sighed, shaking his head. “Not even the good stuff. He likes that line-dancing shit.”

  I snorted, but Caleb just shrugged. “Don’t be jealous of my Texas two-step skills, dickhead.”

  I laughed as we tumbled into the bar.

  * * *

  An hour later, I was certain. This was bar-none, the best date of my life. Okay, it sure as hell didn’t hurt that my “date” had started with the best sex of my life when two hot, gorgeous, inked, hung guys took me together.

  …Okay, it definitely didn’t hurt.

  But even besides that, I was having the time of my life. We laughed, we swapped stories. I told them about Jackie and I growing up moving around a lot. They told me about their pasts. My heart broke when Caleb told me through gritted teeth about demons of addiction. And I wanted to rage, and hit something, or save him, when Landon slowly sipped his whiskey and talked about his time in the underground rings, fighting for the mob guys to bet on.

  I put aside my normal “one drink only on dates” policy and had a second. I mean, I knew who they were, and I knew I was safe. Hell, I wasn’t sure if I’d ever been safer. Landon sipped whiskey, Caleb drank Shirley Temples and made a point to make sure the bartender gave him extra cherries on top, much to my amusement as he winked at me.

  “Aww, shit yeah!” Caleb hooted suddenly, looking up from our table as the song changed on the juke box. Some super twangy, 90s sounding country song came on and Landon and I groaned as Caleb jumped up.

  “C’mon, let’s dance.”

  “Hell fucking no,” Landon muttered.

  “C’mon, darlin,” he skipped over his friend, eyeing me. “Dance with me.”

  I bit my lip.

  “You know you want to.”

  I laughed, shaking my head before sighing and nodding. “Alright, alright. Sure."

  “Atta girl.”

  He helped me up, when I heard a grunt behind me.

  “Well fuck it, if you are.”

  Caleb grinned at him. “Worried about missing out?”

  “Nah,” he purred, pulling me close and letting his hand slide to the small of my back, making me shiver heatedly.

  “I just didn’t feel much like sitting on my ass when I could be putting my hands on this gorgeous thing instead.”

  I blushed as the both of them pulled me onto the empty dance floor near the juke box. For a second, I glanced around, my heart pounding. I wasn’t even sure what I was worried about… I mean, so what if I was dancing with two guys?

  But, another part of me knew it was more than “so what.” It was scandalous is what it was. Blackthorn was a pretty freaking small place, and suddenly, all I could think about was “what happens if someone sees us?”

  …I hated how flustered that got me.

  Because I mean really, who did care? So what if I was dancing with two hot guys? So what if I was fucking two hot guys?

  …So why was I so nervous about being “seen?”

  But I let go. At least enough that when we started dancing, I could actually follow along. And honestly, I was having a ball. I spun in Landon’s arms, twirling into Caleb’s before Landon would steal me back. It was competitive, but it was also fun as hell.

  Eventually, the song changed, and something slow and sensual came on. We paused, the both of them looking down into my eyes as my gaze darted between them.

  “Who… I mean…” I bit my lip. “How does this work?”

  “Like this,” Landon purred.

  I gasped as he spun me, pulling me back into his body, his hands sliding down to hold my hips as he started to sway us both to the music. Caleb moved in to my front, a wicked glint in his sharp blue eyes as his hand skimmed my waist. He pulled close, and the both of them started to sway together, slowly and gently grinding me between them.

  My head spun, heart pounding as time seemed to slow down. Caleb leaned in first, and before I knew it, he was kissing me, right there in that little dive bar as the country music crooned out of the juke box. I could feel the power in that kiss, and when he groaned and pushed into me, I could feel how hard he was. I whimpered, kissing him back, losing myself before slowly, he pulled away.

  I turned, and as Landon gently but firmly cupped my jaw and leaned in, I totally let go. Landon’s kiss was slow and deep—a kiss that bruised across my lips and sent tingles down through my toes and through my core. I could feel his cock swell against my ass, and I panted into his mouth before he pulled back.

  I was still swimming in the heat of it all, both men moving to kiss my neck and make me gasp, when I turned.

  …My eyes went wide.

  “Fuck…” I pulled away, my whole face growing hot.

  We’d been seen, and not just by dive-bar strangers. I turned back, hoping to God I’d been wrong. But when I did and when I locked eyes with her, I knew I’d been right.

  Because sitting at a bar table staring at me, Caleb, and Landon with a knowing grin on her face, was Stella. Stella, who also lived on Blackthorn, on a further out, more remote ridge of the mountain with her two men—Dallas and Austin. Two twin brothers, at that they were there too, also at the table, also grinning knowingly as they glanced our way.

  I remembered being scandalized when I’d first been introduced to Stella after moving here. I’d felt this electric buzz meeting her, knowing that she was in this permeant trio relationship with two gorgeous rough mountain guys who adored her.

  Now? Well, now I guess I was her.

  But in the literal right now, I’d just been caught kissing two men by someone I knew, and circumstances or not, my mind’s first response was embarrassment, like I’d been caught doing something naughty. The heat exploded through my face as I jumped away from both Landon and Caleb.

  Landon turned, a concerned look on his face as he stepped towards me.

  “You okay, angel?” he growled.

  “Yeah, I just…”

  “Looks like we weren’t the only ones looking for a drink tonight.”

  Landon and Caleb turned, both looking like they were on edge for a second before they recognized the speaker. I blushed, looking past them to see that Stella, Austin, and Dallas had come over our way.

  The three of them were gorgeous—Stella with her crazy long legs and fiery red hair, and the twins with dark hair, greenish-brown eyes, chiseled, handsome jaws, and built like all-American football players.

  Austin grinned, eyeing all three of us, like he knew, but just wasn’t going to say anything. I could feel my face burning hot as I managed a weak smile.

  “Yeah, they… uh, Caleb and Landon, they were in here, and when I came in, we, uh… yeah. Good music.”

  I cringed so hard, looking at my feet at my atrociously bad attempt at rationalizing why they’d seen my totally making out with both tattooed guys. And then on top of that, I cringed at myself for feeling like I had to come up with an excuse—that I had to half lie in order to make what they’d seen okay.

  These were three people who lived in a permeant trio relationship, and I was embarrassed to have them see me with my two guys? What the hell was I going to do about everyone else in my life?

  I looked up, and suddenly, Stella caught my eye and held it.

  “Hey, we were about to get another round,” Dallas nodded, that Texas twang light in his voice as he lifted an empty beer bottle. “You guys want anything?

  Landon shrugged, seemingly not at all concerned about what they’d just seen. I envied that confidence.

  “Yeah, sure man,” he grunted. “Thanks.”

  “I’ll go,” Stella piped up, her eyes still on me. “Kennedy, you want to come give me a hand?” Her brow arched knowingly, and I nodded.

  “Oh, yeah, sure.”

  “Great.”

  She smiled, turning to kiss Dallas, and then Austin. An old guy swaying on the far side of the bar whistled, Stella just gave him the finger without even turning.

  “How about you boys get a pool table going? Kennedy and I will be right back.”

  She grinned as she took my hand, tugging me along after her.

  “So…”

  I shook my head. “What you saw…”

 

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