Chapter Sixteen

Reid could have died right then and been a happy man without regrets. Damn, she was amazing. He wasn’t sure who got the better end of the deal—Nolan who was afforded permission to taste her, or Reid who had the pleasure of watching her come undone.

It was a tossup. And it didn’t matter because before the sun went down, he intended for both of them to have ravished her so thoroughly there were no longer any tally marks for who’d gotten the bigger piece.

This was not a contest. This was his mate. Or Nolan’s mate. Whatever. For now, she belonged to both of them. And he intended to make the most of it while the opportunity existed.

There were no guarantees for tomorrow. He would take this gift and guard it close to his heart for the rest of his life. He didn’t want regrets. He wanted a full day of worshiping the woman he knew in his heart was his. If it turned out later she belonged to Nolan instead of him, at least Reid would have this memory. He would not squander it.

He kissed her with renewed reverence. She had no idea how affected he was by her. Humbled. She would never know. He would guard that detail. Keep it to himself. If he didn’t, the vulnerability would eat him alive.

As he released her lips, he met her gaze. Her eyes were dilated and intense. She was still breathing heavily. Fuck, she was beautiful. She licked her lips. “Need you,” she whispered.

He still held her arms above her head and against his chest.

Nolan was kneeling between her legs, though his hands had smoothed up to her waist. Her thighs were parted wide. Inviting. Even though she’d just come against Nolan’s mouth, Reid could smell renewed arousal leaking from her sweet pussy. He needed to switch places with Nolan or get creative.

He opted for creative. Holding her gaze, he tugged the T-shirt free and lowered her arms to her sides. “Hold her hands for me,” he communicated to Nolan.

Nolan wrapped his fingers around her wrists and pressed them into the sofa.

Reid cupped Adriana’s chin, forcing her head to lean back again for another kiss. He dipped his tongue in deep, tasting her again, memorizing her flavor while his cock begged him to add the taste of her pussy to the repertoire.

He released her lips again as his hands inched down to cup her full breasts. Her head lolled back against the couch as he thumbed her nipples and then pinched them between his thumbs and fingers. A slight tug forced her back to arch deliciously at the same time she moaned.

In his peripheral vision, he saw her give a tug to her hands, but Nolan held her firmly. When she tried to draw her legs together, Nolan pressed his torso against the sofa, forcing her wider instead.

Reid didn’t need to communicate his intentions to his friend. It was understood he would get her off this second time in his way. He smoothed his hands down her belly as it dipped. Her eyes fluttered shut, and she bit her lower lip against the soft moan.

Reid let his gaze roam down her body to take in her swollen nipples and the fullness of her breasts before trailing lower to stare at the soft dark curls cupping her pussy. He flattened his palms on her thighs, his thumbs pulling her lower lips apart as she gasped.

Even though she’d come moments ago, she was so aroused there was no hiding it.

Reid lifted one hand, cupped her pussy, and then dragged two fingers through the opening of her warmth.

She arched farther, squirming but unable to stop him. Nolan had a firm grip on her wrists and was trapping her thighs open.

Reid had difficultly withholding a moan of his own as he watched her return to fully aroused, so damn sexy he thought his cock would bust out of his jeans in protest. He ignored the little head though. No one was going to fuck her today. All Reid wanted was to taste her and watch her unravel for him as she’d done for Nolan.

When he flicked a finger across her clit, she let out a sharp squeal and flinched in an attempt to lift her bottom off the couch.

Nolan set his elbows on her thighs and held her steady.

A glance at her face showed pure bliss. Her lips were parted and her eyes shut. Skin flushed a gorgeous pink. Tongue flicking out to moisten her bottom lip.

Sexy as hell.

Mine.

My God this woman is mine.

He shook that certainty from his head. She was no more his than she was Nolan’s. And there was no indication which way this thing would go in the end.

Reid lowered his fingers back down to her opening, pressed his palm against her clit, and slowly eased his middle finger into her channel. “Fuck, she’s tight,” he muttered into Nolan’s head.

“Felt her with my tongue. You aren’t kidding. My dick is hard just watching you.”

Reid semi-chuckled into his friend’s mind. “As if your dick wasn’t hard already.” He then put all his attention on Adriana’s pussy.

She panted as he stroked in and out of her tight heat. Her head fell forward. “Oh, God. Reid… Nolan…” Her words were pleading.

He bent his finger at the knuckles and dragged it over her G-spot.

Adriana stiffened, her breath catching, her entire body tight and so fucking sexy. Her tits rose and fell with every breath, and her breaths were short and quick. She was close.

When he removed his finger, teasing her outer lips, she groaned. “Reid…”

He knew what she needed, but he wanted to draw out the moment, make her wait for it, add to the tension. He wanted her to remember this for a long time. Always. This moment when he provided what he would bet was her first G-spot orgasm. The first of many, if her responsiveness was anything to go by.

No woman had been this hot beneath his touch before. Of course, no woman had been his mate either. There was a driving bond between them that made his cock harder than ever and her sexy body more alert than she would be with another man. Except Nolan.

She’d blossomed under Nolan’s touch. She was opening up like a rose now. “Please,” she begged. Her thighs shook. Her tits jiggled. Her stiff little nipples were a shade darker than earlier, swollen, tight, thrusting outward.

He cupped one breasts lightly, thrumming one finger across the tip while he lifted his other hand to his mouth and sucked his finger to taste her juices. Honey. Sweetness like nothing else he’d ever tasted. He was instantly addicted.

And she was watching him, eyes wide. Her heart beat faster under his palm.

Damn. Fuck me. She was aroused further by his actions. He was a lucky man.

Finally, he removed his finger from his mouth with a soft pop and eased it back into her pussy.

She arched her chest again, tipping her head back.

He glanced at her face to find her staring up at him, eyes wide, pleading. When her tongue reached out to lick her lips, he couldn’t deny her any longer. He lowered his lips to hers and gave her a gentle kiss before returning his gaze to her pussy. She was going to explode for him. And he was going to watch.

Nolan’s attention was also focused on her pussy. His elbows strained to hold her thighs wider. Hopefully he was cognizant enough of his grip on her wrists that he wasn’t hurting her. A quick glance proved Nolan was in control. His fingers circled her tiny wrists, and he was pressing them against the couch, but he wasn’t cutting off circulation to her hands. In fact, her fingers were curled into the cushion, nails digging as deep as they could.

Adriana moaned louder. “Reid,” she begged again. “Please. Oh, God, please.”

He added a second finger to the first and started fucking her tight pussy faster, dragging the bent fingers over her sensitive spot again and again.

He moved his gaze back and forth between her face and her sweet pussy, unsure which he wanted to watch as she came. But the decision was made for him easily when her mouth opened wider and a gasp escaped her lips. Her pussy tightened around his fingers, gripping them, pulsing around them, but he kept his gaze on her fantastic features.

Damn, she was gorgeous when she came. Even better the second time. Her head fell back as if she’d lost the ability to hold it up, her lips still parted, her cheeks slack, her breath stopping.

He would never forget this moment as long as he lived.

“Fuck…me…” Nolan murmured out loud. Apparently Reid wasn’t the only person affected by this beautiful experience.

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Adriana had never been more sated and relaxed in her life. Even ten hours later, she was still blissfully happy, snuggled in the loft bed between both men. It would have been better if Reid and Nolan had actually had sex with her. She’d pleaded with them for a while, but they had emphatically denied her the pleasure.

In her opinion, they’d gotten nothing out of her afternoon of heaven. Neither man had taken off his jeans. She had easily seen the strain of both their erections against the denim, but they still turned her down. They insisted watching her come had been beyond their dreams, and they were the ones who benefitted most from the experience.

They were both obviously mental.

So many firsts. She’d never been naked with a man. She’d never had an orgasm at someone else’s hand. She’d never had anyone go down on her or thrust their fingers into her or hold her down or kiss the life out of her or stare at her with such devotion.

And she’d given all those things to not one but two men. Still she found herself equally attracted to them both. If she allowed herself to think too hard about that problem, she would lose her sanity. So, she pushed it to the back of her mind—mostly at their insistence—and ignored the looming problem for the day.

What she had not gotten was penetration, at least not from anyone’s cock. Her body craved the completion, but both men had insisted she should save that piece of herself. Unspoken was the second half of that sentence—for the one she eventually chose.

At some point during the day, she had discovered they had duped her. There were plenty of female clothes in the A-frame. Paige and Ryann had left them there on several occasions. Nolan and Reid simply hadn’t wanted Adriana to be dressed.

She smiled again, for the millionth time.

Tucking herself against Nolan’s hard body, she set a hand on his chest. Reid was behind her on his side, his pec against her back, one leg tossed over hers, his hand on her hip. His thumb had been stroking her skin maddeningly for several minutes. She inhaled their combined scents slowly and let out a breath on a sigh.

Reid kissed her neck. “You’re still awake,” he whispered against her skin. “Apparently we didn’t work hard enough to wear you out,” he teased.

She giggled, her body vibrating against Nolan’s.

Nolan had one arm under her head and the other hand on top of hers over his chest. He squeezed her fingers. “That sound… Baby…” His voice was deep, sexy, aroused. Because she had laughed.

Her face heated. Again.

Perhaps in the real world, the fact that she was currently snuggled in between two men would be ludicrous, but for today, she was not living in the real world. She was in the middle of a fantasy. A beautiful one she never wanted to end.

She had homework she should be doing. Laundry awaited her. She hadn’t called her parents in days. And there was a hit man intent on killing Nolan—and possibly even her and Reid—out there somewhere. But she had pushed all that to the back of her mind about twenty-four hours ago and left it there. Tomorrow she would deal. Tonight, she would sleep between these two amazing men.

“Thank you for today,” she told Nolan’s chest.

He squeezed her hand again. “Baby, our pleasure.”

Reid kissed her neck again, his lips lingering there to bring chills to her shoulders as his words vibrated against her skin. “The perfect day. I’ll never forget it.”

She wore nothing but the T-shirt they’d given her earlier. Though they had insisted she should sleep naked between them, she had declined. After all, her body was seemingly permanently on fire for both men. There would be no sleeping if she let her naked skin rest against either man.

There wasn’t likely to be much sleeping anyway, no matter how many times they told her to relax and close her eyes.

It wasn’t as if they were asleep either. And she couldn’t imagine how they could be. Surely they were close to self-combusting after fondling her all day without any relief themselves.

“You’re worrying too much,” Nolan said. His hand smoothed up her arm to cup her cheek. He tipped his head toward her to kiss her lips.

It should have been weird, kissing one man in front of another. It should have made her uncomfortable. But it didn’t. It felt…natural. How was she ever going to choose between them? And why was it her responsibility? It was super clear the ball was in her court. The ball had always been in her court. Both men were waiting for her to choose. It was unfair to them and was making her insane.

“Stop it, baby,” Reid stated, again breathing the words against her neck. “You’ve been relaxed with us all day. Don’t let your mind take over now.”

He read her well. She sighed. “If only it were that easy.”

Reid’s hand trailed over her hip and gripped her thigh. “We could wear you out some more as incentive.”

She lifted her hand from Nolan’s chest and grabbed Reid’s, precariously close to her pussy. “Don’t you dare. I gave you an ultimatum earlier, and it still stands.” She had. She wasn’t kidding. But how long could she hold out under pressure?

Reid chuckled. Damn, his breath on her neck. Her pussy clenched every time. “Baby, surely you realize we’ve been humoring you.”

She tugged his fingers, trying to get them away from her sex. Too close. Way too close. Inches separated his hand from her wetness. “You’re not playing fair.”

Nolan chuckled next, his chest vibrating against her. “Hon, we never agreed to your demands, nor did we say we would play fair.”

She let go of Reid’s hand to swat at Nolan’s chest. Huge mistake. Reid let his hand slide between her legs, the tips of his fingers now so close to her opening. She shouldn’t have set one leg over Nolan’s. The position opened her pussy, and she wasn’t wearing panties.

“Reid,” she warned, grabbing at his hand.

“You’re so fucking sexy when you come. I want to see it again.”

Her belly dropped. They hadn’t touched her pussy or her breasts since the two orgasms they’d given her that afternoon. Once she’d realized they had no intention of having sex with her, she’d insisted they not tempt her again.

They had teased her mercilessly all day, insisting she wear nothing but the T-shirt and touching her everywhere but those two spots every time they got the chance. But neither of them had pushed her since earlier. Not that she hadn’t spent the day in a state of arousal to rival most shifters and all humans, but at least she had half her brain cells functioning. Half was more than none.

“I mean it,” she stated, trying to sound serious. “If you aren’t willing to have sex with me, stop playing with me.” She really, really wanted either of them or both of them or one of them inside her. Her body had craved being filled from the moment she’d had her first orgasm against Nolan’s mouth.

They’d denied her. She’d made this ultimatum, mostly in the hopes they would give in. She hadn’t been successful, and right about now she could tell she was losing every inch of ground fast.

Suddenly, in a whirlwind of movement, she found herself flat on her back between them, her shirt yanked over her head, her hands held high with the removal, and her legs spread open.

She gasped, trying to figure out what the hell had happened and how she’d missed the signs. Obviously, they’d been plotting silently. They flanked her, leaning on their sides, each of them trapping her closest thigh with their respective top legs.

Before she had her head wrapped around the new plan she hadn’t been privy to, both men had a hand on her inner thighs, inching toward her pussy.

She tugged on her arms to no avail. “Guys. Oh God. What the…?” Her body lit up, going from the steady seven out of ten she’d been at all day to an eleven out of ten now. Her breasts swelled, her nipples puckered, and moisture increased between her legs.

She licked her lips, forgetting how to speak when two heads dipped to suck her nipples at the same time two sets of fingers spread her lower lips. Her head was spinning. All she knew was sensation, amazing, wonderful warmth. All of her blood rushed to her nipples and her clit.

Two seconds later, one finger worked her swollen nub while another thrust into her. She bucked, but they held her down. A second finger joined the first inside her, stroking every inch of her sensitive channel.

Nolan released her nipple with a pop and set his forehead against hers. “Let it go, baby,” he whispered against her mouth before nibbling on her lower lip.

Just like that, she came undone, shattering against whoever had their fingers inside her. She had no idea which one. The other set of fingers pinched her clit the moment she crested, forcing one orgasm to morph into two or maybe three. It went on for so long she had no idea how many times she came. Lips teased her mouth. Lips teased her breast. So many fingers worked her pussy she couldn’t focus. Her vision swam, and she couldn’t inhale her next breath.

Reid must have nudged Nolan out of the way because as she floated back to earth, his lips replaced Nolan’s on her mouth, kissing her, his tongue dipping inside to dance with hers.

She was overcome with emotion. Overwhelmed with arousal and desire. A carnal need to have one of them inside her bubbled to the surface as it had earlier. As if Nature intended for a man and a woman to join in that fashion, she felt the urge climbing up her spine.

But no one moved to do anything about it.

Even though she’d just had the most fantastic orgasms of her life, following two amazing ones earlier in the day, a tear escaped her eye to trail down her cheek toward her ear. The impulse to fuck was heady and insistent. The urge to bind was right on its heels. And yet, she was going to be left frustrated.

Reid lifted his face, his brow furrowed as he stared down at her. “Adriana?”

She shook her head, trying to swallow back her emotional overload.

“Baby?” Nolan’s voice followed Reid’s. Both men set a hand on her belly and released her wrists above her head. Nolan’s face was filled with the same concern she read on Reid’s. He licked his lips. “Did we hurt you?”

She shook her head again, trying to find words. She closed her eyes, bit her lip, and wrapped her arms around their necks. Finally, she spoke. “I need more.”

Her eyes fluttered open to find Nolan’s face transforming as a smile replaced the concerned frown. “I know.”

“It hurts,” she whispered. It did. A tight knot in her stomach was causing actual physical pain. It demanded release.

Reid stroked her skin, cupping her breast and casually thumbing her nipple. “So sorry. We hoped this would help.”

“It didn’t. It’s worse.” She released her grip on them and wiggled free between them to sit up and crawl from the bed. Without looking at either of them, she found her T-shirt, tugged it from under half of Nolan’s thigh, and pulled it over her head. She then climbed down the ladder. They didn’t stop her. They didn’t even speak. She was grateful. She needed some space. Time. To breathe. To think. To process.

She cleaned up in the tiny bathroom and returned to the living area, heavy, shaking. Scared. What the hell was going to happen to the three of them?

Both men had descended the steps and were leaning casually against the back of the sofa, waiting for her, side by side. They didn’t move. Perhaps they were afraid to.

She took a deep breath and headed toward them. When she stepped into their space, she let them wrap her into their embrace, tucking her arms around two torsos. She spoke against their chests. “I’m falling in love with you,” she whispered. She hoped they realized she meant both of them. It hurt. Today had been amazing and fun, but reality was sinking in. She couldn’t have two men. It didn’t work that way. How was this nightmare ever going to end except in heartbreak? For all three of them. No matter what choice she made, they would all hurt.

She let them lead her back up the ladder and settled once again between them on the bed. And amazingly, she fell asleep. Warm. Loved. Cherished.