Summer wasn’t going to leave. She would gung-ho right into whatever danger could be found at any given moment. That was just Summer. The fact that Margot Hampstead had ensured Summer had the skills to do it just pissed Alyssa off. Margot had made certain Summer was CIA trained and well able to protect Alyssa if necessary. What Margot hadn’t taken into consideration was Summer’s personality.
She was crazy. A cyclone. A tidal wave. And a CIA trained one at that.
She drove everyone she came in contact with insane. Alyssa included herself in that category as well. It was one of the reasons Margot had always kept Summer’s visits rather brief. After a month or so, she and Alyssa began squabbling, Margot would say with a resigned little sigh.
It wasn’t squabbling. They were known to actually fight.
A smile tugged at her lips. They were still prone to fight.
Today had been rather mild, actually. That hadn’t even been a good argument, she thought, amused by the confrontation as she usually was once Summer was out of sight.
It usually took Summer being out of sight, though, for Alyssa to see the humor in it.
There were other things she saw as well, though. Memories that she’d forgotten over the years that drifted through her mind.
Alyssa hadn’t expected her mother’s reaction when she met Summer. It had been the accent, Alyssa remembered. Margot had been waiting when Alyssa had arrived home with Summer after school. When Alyssa introduced them and Summer had hesitantly greeted her, very properly polite, Margot’s eyes had widened, slid slowly to Alyssa, then a little grin had tugged at her lips before she’d nodded to Alyssa.
She’d approved.
It was the one and only time Margot had approved of a friend.
Even Gia hadn’t gotten the Margot nod. Gia’s family connections were impressive and Gia was just as polite as Summer. But like every other friend Alyssa had ever had, except Summer, Margot had simply overlooked her.
God, she wished Summer would just go home. She and Gia both. They had no business here. They had no business trying to protect her. Hell, she didn’t even want Shane and Sebastian putting themselves in the line of fire. She didn’t want anyone she loved dying for her.
Especially Shane and Sebastian.
She loved them with every part of her heart and soul. Every last shred that was slowly beginning to heal with their return.
Wrapping her arms around herself, she walked back to the window and sat down with a sigh, staring out to the slowly fading evening.
Where the hell was all this coming from? An attempted hit-and-run. An exploding chair? Really? Two days after Shane and Sebastian had killed Gregory, Harvey had tried to kill her. He’d been furious. It couldn’t be coincidence that he’d been so enraged over Shane and Sebastian. Especially at that time.
“You mean I don’t know about Shane Connor and Sebastian De Loren?” Harvey had asked softly, the malice in his gaze growing brighter. “But I do know about them, Alyssa. I know about how you fucked both of them. Do you know how long I’ve waited to throw that in your goody-two-shoes face?”
She had assumed he hadn’t known about her time in Barcelona for long. Why had she assumed that?
He had waited so long to throw that in her face, he’d said.
Pulling her lower lip between her teeth, she worried at it. Why had he waited to throw that in her face? How long had he waited?
Those questions had bothered her since she’d awakened after Harvey’s attack. He’d been angry at her. Furious with her. And her affair with Shane and Sebastian. He’d mentioned that specifically.
Something hadn’t been working out for him, so he was going to cash in on her insurance policy, he’d said.
The sitting room door opened, drawing her attention as she saw the image of Shane and Sebastian stepping into the room was reflected in the glass.
The door closed softly behind them.
“What’s going on?” The sense of answers hidden by her own inability to remember whatever it was teasing her mind had confusion massing inside her. “What did I do to make someone hate me enough to kill our baby? And now, to attempt to kill me as well? What did I do…?”
The pain in her eyes was killing him. That soul-deep burning agony that filled her gaze would destroy him, because he had no idea how to ease it.
Drawing her into his arms, Sebastian held her head to his heart, his gaze connecting with the fury in his cousin’s. Because they had no answers for her. No way to ease the fear reflecting in her eyes. Or the pain.
“Make it go away,” she whispered, her nails digging into the material of Sebastian’s shirt.
Pulling her head back, she stared up at him, the plea in her expression breaking his heart. “Please, make it go away. Just for a little while.”
Just for a little while.
Swinging her into his arms, he moved to the bedroom, aware of Shane closing and locking the door behind them as he placed her back on her feet.
“Alyssa…”
“I need you, both of you, ’Bastian. Please, take me away from this, just for now.”
“My sweet Alyssa.” As he lowered his head his lips sought hers. He needed for her pleasure to replace the pain in her eyes with ecstasy until he could figure out how to fix it.
She was his life. The fact that he shared her with Shane didn’t dilute his love for her. The fact that she loved them both, fulfilled their needs with such generosity, only increased his love for her.
She answered the hunger inside him with a desperation of her own. Equal parts sensual need and emotional chaos. Gripping the hair at the back of her head, he pulled her head back farther, his lips claiming hers, reaffirming the claim he’d put on her soul eight years before.
She belonged to him. To him and to the cousin whose loyalty had been forged in blood so very long ago.
She was theirs.
* * *
Shane watched with narrowed eyes, cock throbbing as Sebastian gave in to the driving hunger that only built inside them as her pain laid waste to their control.
Sebastian had always given in first when she roused such powerful emotions inside them. Then they ended up trying to fuck her and themselves to death.
She simply filled their lives, then and now.
Rather than joining Sebastian in pleasuring her, he waited, watched. Knowing the pleasure that came from simply watching her give in to the sensual hunger inside her.
She was so damned pretty.
As Sebastian’s lips moved from her lips to the smooth perfection of her graceful neck, he pulled the blouse from her jeans. He’d already unbuttoned it. When he pushed the material from her shoulders Shane moved behind her, pulled her arms from around Sebastian’s neck, then smoothed the shirt from her.
The little moan that slipped from her lips had his cock jerking. Releasing the catch of her lacy bra, he drew it from her as well, allowing Sebastian to capture the curve of her breast in his palm, his thumb finding and rasping over the hard point of her nipple, his lips moving back to hers. Eyes closed, her body conforming to Sebastian’s, Alyssa slipped deeper into the sensual storm Shane could feel brewing among the three of them.
It took only moments to undress her. To reveal the silken, creamy flesh they had spent hours kissing and caressing in Barcelona. Stepping back as Sebastian lifted her in his arms and laid her back on the bed, Shane watched in satisfaction as she looked back at them, pure, brilliant sensuality gleaming in her darkened gaze.
Shane watched, moving to the other side of the bed as Sebastian moved beside her, his head lowering to the hard peaks of her cherry red nipples. Her lips parted, eyes closing as her breath panted from between her lips along with the soft mewls of need.
He loved seeing her like this. Loved watching her pleasure, seeing her sink into the needs he and Sebastian stoked inside her.
Pleasure was suffusing her expression now. Reaching to the pillow beneath her head, her fingers fisted into it, holding tight as Sebastian’s lips moved from her nipples and began kissing, licking his way to the soft mount of her pussy as he spread her thighs.
Her juices glistened on the swollen folds, a sweet, tempting sight his cousin wasn’t about to deny himself. Parting her legs further, Sebastian’s tongue slid into those sweet folds for a slow, luxuriant taste as Alyssa’s eyes drifted open and her gaze focused on him.
A soft kiss to her clit had her breath catching.
A moan whispered from her lips as he worked his tongue along the narrow slit, licking and tasting as her breathing became hard and heavy.
Lifting his head, his eyes black with lust, Sebastian gave an impatient groan before forcing himself from her.
“Don’t stop.” Demand gleamed in her gaze as Sebastian moved to the side of the bed and began undressing.
It was the perfect opportunity for Shane to steal a taste for himself and allow his senses to become intoxicated by her hunger for them.
“Bastard.” Sebastian grunted as Shane moved between her thighs, taking full advantage of his cousin’s move.
Pleasuring her was his favorite thing to do, Shane thought, his lips lowering to the swollen folds, his tongue moving between them with a long, slow lick.
God, he loved the taste of her. Clean, a hint of sweetness and pure silky heat.
She was perfect for them. They’d known that even eight years before. She reached for them even when they exhausted her; no matter how hard they’d taken her, how many times, her hunger had matched theirs.
And it matched theirs now.
Her hips lifted to the slow kisses and hungry tastes. Shane could feel the pleasure surrounding them, filling them, and it was rising, growing hotter and more intense. Those whipping, heated sensations binding them together, creating a firestorm of sensuality they were all helpless to deny.
One none of them wanted to deny.
* * *
Alyssa was dazed with the pleasure surging over and through her body as Shane took her to the brink of orgasm before pulling back and rising between her thighs. At the same time, Sebastian eased onto the bed, kneeling beside her.
“Come on, baby.” Sebastian lifted her from the pillows. “Let’s play a little bit.”
As he eased her to her knees until she faced him, Sebastian’s wicked grin had anticipation clenching her vagina. Behind her, Shane pressed her shoulders down as his lips lowered to smooth over one rounded globe of her rear.
Alyssa shivered, a whimper falling from her lips as Sebastian pressed the engorged crest of his erection to her lips, parting them and pressing inside. Behind her, Shane’s fingers smoothed down the cleft of her ass, pausing at her rear entrance.
She knew their hungers, remembered well every touch she’d shared with them in Madrid. They could be fast and hard, sending a firestorm of hunger to unravel inside her. Or they could “play,” and they were at their most destructive then. Because she could never anticipate what was coming. They were diabolical, wicked, and completely carnal. And she reveled in every second of it. In every touch and in every caress.
Wrapping her lips around the engorged crest pressing into her mouth, she licked over it, loved it as Sebastian’s groan of pleasure only spurred the hunger.
She’d done without for so long. She deserved this. She deserved to be pleasured. She deserved to take her fill of them. For once, for just this moment in time, she deserved the chance to give herself over to her lovers without fear of the outside world, or her own emotions lashing at her.
“That’s it, baby,” Sebastian encouraged her as her lips tightened around his throbbing cock head and sucked it deeper.
Her tongue played over the iron-hard flesh, loving the taste of male heat and arousal stroking over it. The feel of satin flesh and hard power held so intimately had more of her juices spilling, slickening the bare folds of her pussy.
She was already so wet, so slick and ready for them, that waiting was torture. Yet she wanted every second, every moment, of the pleasure to last forever.
“Alyssa.” Sebastian’s throttled groan as her fingers surrounded the tight sac of his testicles sent a surge of power rushing through her.
Sucking the head to the back of her throat, she licked and caressed the sensitive underside, moaning at the dark magic surrounding her.
Slick, cool lubrication eased over her rear. Shane’s fingers pressed against the entrance there before two began easing inside the sensation-rich depths. The immediate pleasure-pain biting into her senses had her locking her mouth tighter around Sebastian’s cock. Suckling it with hungry need as those wicked fingers pressed into the tight ring of muscles guarding the inner depths.
Sebastian’s hands speared into her hair, tightening on the long strands as she worked her mouth on his cock, worked her tongue against it, and moaned at the steadily building pleasure.
Behind her, Shane’s breathing was becoming harder, quicker. As with her, the pleasure wrapping around him was affecting his control. Hers was pretty much shot, though, she admitted.
“Don’t you even think about coming,” Shane growled at Sebastian when a particularly deep groan left his lips.
“Fuck, Shane.” Sebastian’s voice was a stroke of pure, dark hunger racing over her senses. “Her fucking mouth is killing me here.”
As she drew deeper, harder, on the shaft spearing between her lips, the waves of sensual, sexual intensity tore through Alyssa’s body like liquid heat.
“You heard me. Now move, dammit; it’s my turn.” Shifting behind her, he watched as Shane pulled back, a harsh groan leaving his throat as her mouth tightened on him, causing his face to contort with pleasure as he pulled free.
“She’s ready for you,” Shane promised as they switched places.
“I’m going to be a while,” Sebastian warned him, the dark, sexual drawl sending sharp forks of sensation to race through her body, tightening it as anticipation surged through her.
She remembered nights like this in Spain. Nights that they couldn’t seem to get enough of her, riding her for hours as her body became one endless orgasm.
“Yeah, right,” Shane groaned. “You won’t last five minutes.”
Sebastian’s hand smoothed over her rear, his fingers finding the entrance he was searching for as Alyssa grew tired of waiting.
Wrapping her fingers around the hard shaft, she curled her tongue over the crest of Shane’s cock, riding a sensual high so intense it was mesmerizing.
Parting her lips further, she took the engorged head into her mouth as Sebastian’s dark voice crooned Spanish endearments while his cock pressed against the snug opening to her rear and slowly began parting the sensitive, ultra-tight entrance.
* * *
Shane’s senses, hyper-aware and trained on the incredible pleasure surrounding the head of his cock, were threatening to slip the control he was only barely maintaining.
Lips and tongue and sweet, suckling heat were killing him. Sucking him to the back of her throat, she moaned then, the sound vibrating around his flesh and causing his face to contort with the extreme sensations wrapping around his dick.
His gaze was locked on the heavy intrusion sinking inside her tight little ass. The stretch of the snug flesh as Sebastian’s cock began entering her. The parting flesh gripping the erection working inside her, flaring around it, sucking the intruder inside her.
The smooth, hot grip of her anus was a unique, heated pleasure made richer by her trust, her instinctive knowledge that nothing meant more to them than her complete pleasure, Shane thought.
As her mouth worked over the crown of his cock, his balls tightening with the need for release, he watched as Sebastian moved deeper inside her; the sight of her taking the intrusion as her mouth worked around the heavy thrust of Shane’s cock head was killing him. Hell, he might not make it five minutes himself.
That thought splintered in his head as Sebastian thrust to the hilt in Alyssa’s rear channel and her mouth tightened impossibly around the head of Shane’s dick. Beneath the engorged crest her tongue tucked against the nerve-laden center where it just rubbed. Rasping over the area, sending brilliant flashes of sensation to tighten around the throbbing crest before shooting to his balls and wrapping around them with fiery fingers of sensation.
Sweat beaded on his flesh. His breath panted from his chest as his fingers tightened in her hair. His hips rocked against the suckling torture, a desperate groan trapped in his throat. Shane could feel his release pulsing looser. Fuck, he’d be lucky if he held on as long as Sebastian did.
He thrust inside the snug depths of her body in heavy strokes, pounding inside her as mewls echoed from her throat. Each cry, each little swallowing motion, frayed his control further.
“Ah hell. Fuck. She’s coming.…” Sebastian’s groan of tortured pleasure came at the same second Alyssa’s body tightened and shudders began racing down her spine. Her mouth was working over his cock head in carnal demand now, nearly triggering his own release before he could pull free of her.
Behind her, Sebastian’s deep, guttural groan of release had another of those muted, mesmerized little moans leaving Alyssa’s lips just before she collapsed to the bed.
* * *
The orgasm took her by surprise, flashing through her senses and laying waste to her ability to actually think. Of course, she’d never wanted to think whenever they took her. She had only wanted to wrap herself in their gentleness, their dominant hungers, and her own emerging desires. She’d never wanted anything but to claim them as they claimed her.
As she lifted her head as she felt Sebastian ease from her, her gaze met Shane’s, his blue eyes burning with lust and that something more that always mesmerized her. Her gaze flicked to his erection then, the straining flesh, dark and throbbing, demanding relief.
Glistening with moisture from her mouth as well as the pre-cum beaded on it, the engorged head throbbed with the need for release. Heavy veins, dark and pulsing, lined the thick shaft while his testicles were drawn tight to the base.
“My turn,” he told her as her gaze lifted to his once again. “Stay right there, baby. Just like that.”
Kneeling, her hips lifted, completely open to him, and without defenses. She didn’t need defenses here, she told herself as he moved behind her, her eyes drifting closed. A moan escaped her. Shane moved behind her, one hand gripping her hip as the head of his cock pressed against the clenched entrance of her pussy.
Oversensitized flesh clenched at the feel of the broad crest, sending pulses of lashing sensation to her clit. Her womb clenched, stealing her breath.
“Shane!” she cried out, his name a trembling sound of need, hope, and fear, and the realization of the last two emotions dragged a whimpering sigh from her lips.
“I have you, baby,” he promised, pressing inside her, stretching the snug entrance with the slow, steady penetration of his cock.
Alyssa’s shoulders collapsed against the bed, her knees trembling, and another cry slipped past her lips as the pleasure began consuming her once again.
“That’s it.” His voice was strained, hoarse. “Let it have you, darlin’. Just let it have you.”
He thrust inside her again, pulled back, entered again. Each impalement sent brutal flashes of rising ecstasy to sear her senses. Each thrust pushed him deeper inside the clenching, sensitive depths of her pussy and pushed her deeper into the chaos rising through her senses.
Pleasure shuddered through her, tore down her spine, clenched the flesh surrounding his shuttling shaft, and spilled more of the slick juices along her channel. The next heavy thrust sent his cock to the hilt, the swift stretch and pleasure-pain burn jerking her hips against him and dragging a startled cry of intense ecstasy from her lips.
Sensation rocked her senses, burned through them as he began moving. Pulling free of her, burying again in one hard, heavy thrust before repeating it again. Her hips jerked, rolled, and pushed back into each impalement as the quickening flashes of impending release began striking at her senses.
“Shane, oh God, it’s so good,” she tried to scream, but the sound was muffled, weakened by the need to breathe instead.
“I’ve got you, ’Lyssa.” Shane came over her, driving inside her as his lips feathered against her ear. “I’ve got you, baby, and when I don’t, Sebastian will.”
His thrusts turned harder, the pleasure becoming a whirlwind inside her, his whispered promises trying to take hold in a heart so tattered that promises and vows given no longer found hold.
Yet that promise, Shane’s promise, she found herself holding on to desperately as she was driven closer to the brink of ecstasy. Flaming sensations she couldn’t get enough of began whipping around her, through her, dragging her into the surging, chaotic storm of rapture washing over her. And Alyssa jumped into those flames eagerly.
Behind her, Shane buried deep inside the convulsing depths of her core, a groan tearing from his chest as his release jetted inside her. Each fierce pulse of semen sent a shudder through his hard frame as Alyssa fought to remain as immersed in the aftereffects of her orgasm as possible.
“We have you, baby,” Shane groaned, despite the fact that Sebastian wasn’t with them. “And we won’t let you go.”