Chapter 39
Caroline
All of us froze in place, the moment stretching on longer than it should have. Rafael stared at us, eyes widening.
Finally, Harrison broke us out of our stupor: “Rafa. What’s going on?”
I slid off him, pulling the bedsheet up over myself. Rafael’s eyes were locked onto Harrison, very pointedly pretending that I wasn’t there. I was so embarrassed that I wanted to grab a pillow and cover my face. Maybe smother myself to death while I was at it.
“There’s a security threat,” Rafael said in a monotone voice. “Left side of the resort. Some crazy fan hopped the fence. They said it’s over, but advised everyone to stay vigilant.”
“Thanks for the update,” Harrison said. “I know you always have a key to my rooms in case there’s an emergency, but perhaps next time you can call me first.”
“I did,” Rafael said. “Twice.”
Harrison cursed under his breath. “Right. My phone is…”
“In the pocket of your tuxedo pants, which are currently on the floor,” Rafael said. His gaze brushed across me, then snapped back to Harrison. “I can see you’re occupied. Sorry for the interruption.”
He stared a moment longer, then tore his gaze away from us.
“Rafael,” Harrison said.
The single word made him stop in his tracks.
“Why don’t you stay,” he said casually. “Make yourself a drink. I don’t want there to be any strife between all of us.”
I whipped my head toward Harrison in confusion.
When Rafael turned around, he looked at me. “There’s no strife. Nobody is doing anything wrong. You two can go back to your fun.”
But he didn’t leave.
“You two have been together,” Harrison said casually. “Now we have been together. What if we… explored this a bit? Just a suggestion. No pressure on anyone, of course.”
I stared at him. Was he suggesting what I thought he was suggesting?
Rafael’s eyes devoured me hungrily. “Is that something Caroline is interested in?”
Harrison twisted to look at me. “That’s a good question. Have you ever done this before, Caroline?”
“Done… what?” I sputtered. My brain wouldn’t work. This felt like a dream.
A very sexy, very exciting dream.
Harrison chuckled. “She wants one of us to say it.”
The tiniest smile touched Rafael’s lips. “Should you say it? Or do you want me to?”
“Let’s go with you,” Harrison replied. “Since your appearance is what is transforming this evening.”
I stared at Rafael. He stared back at me.
“Have you ever,” he asked me slowly, “had a threesome?”
I was shocked at how excited the word made me. A shiver ran up my spine and my core filled with warmth, like I’d just thrown back a glass of expensive whiskey.
“I have not,” I admitted. My voice was a lot calmer than I felt.
The two of them exchanged another look. He’s the only man I completely trust, Harrison had told me. At the time, I thought he was talking about the professional world. But clearly he trusted him in other ways, too.
“Do you want to?” Harrison asked. “There’s no pressure. We can do whatever you want. And if it feels strange, or it’s not perfect for whatever reason, we can stop. This isn’t a situation like Peter.”
“Peter?” Rafael asked. He still hadn’t moved.
My mind was racing. I was completely sober, the champagne having worn off a long time ago. But this was all so sudden and surprising that my brain was struggling to process things.
“Make yourself a drink,” I told Rafael. I wasn’t sure if I wanted to do this, but I was sure that I wanted him to stay. To buy myself some time to consider this a little more.
His lip twitched with another hint of a smile, and he went to the bar. I admired his broad shoulders, the strength and power that he possessed.
“I’ve never done this before,” I explained slowly, “but… I’ve fantasized about it.” Even though I knew these men well, and had slept with both of them, it felt like a massive admission. A vulnerability I rarely shared.
“That’s the dream, right?” Rafael asked, turning around with a glass of dark liquid. “Two men at the same time?”
“I never thought I’d meet two men who would do this,” I said. The words were rushing out of me, now. “Every guy I’ve ever known has wanted to have the other kind of threesome. With two women. Putting aside what I want for a moment. Are you two okay with… this? If it were to happen?”
They shared another look, both of them smiling together. “We’ve done this before,” Rafael said.
“Sure have,” Harrison smiled.
There it was. Confirmation. The two of them had shared a woman in bed before. Images bombarded me, graphic and erotic. A woman wedged between their bodies, two sets of lips and hands and…
Another shiver went through me. The good kind.
Rafael sat on the edge of the bed. “If you’re not absolutely certain you want to do this, then we shouldn’t. I can leave.”
“No!” I said automatically. “Don’t leave.”
He raised an eyebrow, but said nothing.
I glanced at Harrison, then back to Rafael. They weren’t strangers. I knew them. I trusted them.
If there were ever a time to try something like this…
“You are attracted to Rafael, right?” Harrison asked.
Something in his tone was playful. Like he was trying to help me dance toward what we all knew I wanted.
And it worked.
“I don’t know.” I reached out and touched Rafael’s leg. His dress slacks were made of a fine, thin fabric, and I could feel his thigh underneath. Warm and hard with muscle. “I guess I’m attracted to you.”
“And you’re attracted to Harrison?” Rafael asked, excitement sparkling in his eyes. “Considering how I found you both…”
“Harrison is also an attractive man,” I said in what I hoped was a sultry voice. I wasn’t good at this sort of thing.
Rafael knocked back the rest of his liquor and placed the glass on the bedside table. “Nothing wrong with that. Harrison’s a good-looking dude. A solid five.”
“Five!’ Harrison sputtered.
“Six in a tuxedo,” Rafael offered.
My fingers slid closer to Rafael’s bulge. It was impossible to miss. “You don’t think it’s slutty to sleep with two men at the same time?”
Rafael grimaced. “That double standard is bullshit. Guys can sleep with whoever they want and nobody judges them for it. But if a woman has a little fun, society slaps a label on her. No, I don’t think it’s slutty.”
“At least, not slutty in a bad way,” Harrison said slowly. “Slutty in the best, sexiest possible way.”
My fingers trembled as I unzipped Rafael’s pants and reached inside. He was fully hard, heat radiating off his cock like the radiator pipe in my apartment.
“Then I’ll be your slut tonight.”
While giving him a squeeze, I suddenly turned toward Harrison, throwing back the bedsheet to reveal his beautiful nudity.
Keeping my eyes on Rafael, I bent down and wrapped my lips around Harrison’s cock.
His loud moan turned me on enough to take as much of it as I could until I was gagging.
I pulled it out and gasped, wonderful tears in my eyes.
“Tell me what you want,” I demanded.
Harrison’s eyes sparkled with lust. “I want those beautiful lips wrapped around my cock.”
Down again I went, one long stroke as far as I could go then back up again. I turned to Rafael.
“You just gonna watch?”
Rafael’s smirk was like a hunter that had finally tracked down its target.
I bobbed my head on Harrison’s hard length while Rafael rose up to his knees next to me. His fingertips on my spine were electric.
This is happening. This is really happening.
Rafael bent down to kiss my shoulder, but that’s not what I wanted.
If I was going to be their slut tonight, I wanted to really be their slut.
I had his pants open within seconds and his cock threaded through the hole.
Holding one in each hand, it was impossible not to compare them.
Harrison was longer, but Rafael was thicker around the middle.
But both were perfect.
“Tell me how it feels,” I ordered as I got to work.
I alternated between them, one stroke each. All the way down on Harrison, back up for air, then down on Rafael.
“Oh, that feels so fucking good,” Rafael said.
Harrison only moaned loudly, unable to find the words while he watched with hungry eyes.
“Am I your slut?” I asked, looking from one soldier to the other. It felt so good, so taboo, to use that word. Especially for them.
“Such a good slut,” Rafael said, getting into it. “We can train you.”
Jesus, that was hot. “Mmm, train me how?”
Rafael grabbed a fistful of hair and kissed me hard, shoving his tongue into my mouth.
His grip in my hair tightened and he pushed my head down on his cock, as deep as I could go until three quarters of him was in my mouth.
The force of his need, the strength in his arm, made me even more drenched than I was with Harrison alone.
Just when I couldn’t take any more, he pulled me back by my hair, bringing my head off his cock. I gasped and grinned up at him and he kissed me again, harder than before.
“Harrison’s turn,” he said, fingers tightening in my hair before shoving me down onto his boss’s crotch. I couldn’t take as much of him as Rafael, but I did what I could, widening my lips and trying not to gag.
“Caroline,” Harrison moaned, turning my name into an expletive. “You feel even better than you did before Rafael joined us.”
His hand slid between my legs, adding fuel to the raging fire that was spreading there.
“We’re only just starting,” I said, ending with a moan as his fingers hit just the right spot.
Rafael responded by pulling me into another kiss. His tongue swirled in a circle with mine, and I closed my eyes and surrendered to how good he felt.
“Caroline,” he said in a husky voice. “I’ll give you whatever you want, however you want it.”
I jerked them off a few times for good measure and then smiled. “Don’t keep a girl waiting.”
Harrison pushed aside Rafael’s hands and took over, gripping me by the waist and lifting me into the air. He placed me on the edge of the bed like I weighed nothing. I ran my hands over the ridges of his chest and abs, still in disbelief that they weren’t painted on.
They were real. Deliciously real.
“I want you,” I said.
Harrison took my legs in his hands and spread me wide.
I grabbed hold of his warm cock and rubbed the head up and down my slit, coating it in my juices.
He took over, grabbing himself and guiding it at my entrance, but then he hesitated.
Teasing me for a moment without giving me what I actually wanted.
“Fuck me.” The words rolled out of my mouth, more emotion than thought.
“Is that what you want?” he asked. “You want me to fuck you again?”
I bit my lip and nodded.
He grinned. He was enjoying this. “What’s the magic word?”
I moaned, then said, “Please.”
He drove into me, hard. I was already warmed up from our first round, and took every inch of him easily. Both of us craned our heads back and moaned loudly.
“You take it well,” Rafael said behind me. He had his own cock out and was stroking gently, admiring the sight of me filled to the brim by his boss. He looked like a Greek god, all tan skin and chiseled muscle. But he wasn’t joining in yet.
What was the point of having two of them in bed with me if one was just watching?
“Here,” I breathed, reaching for him. “I need you.”
I grabbed hold of his cock and pulled it toward my mouth. Laying on the edge of the bed allowed me to turn my head sideways and begin sucking him off while Harrison held my legs up, arms spread like an angel. A beautiful, muscled angel.
“God damn, your mouth feels amazing. Even better than before.”
“She feels even better from this side,” Harrison said, biting his lip. He still remained completely inside of me, but was now rotating his hips in a circle. “But you already know that, don’t you?”
“I do.” Rafael grinned while his eyes raked over my body. “I’ll get my turn.”
I surrendered to the sensations overwhelming me as Harrison finally began to move.
Somehow, it felt even better than our first round—either because I was properly warmed up now, or because having Rafael here, too, heightened everything that was happening to me.
I moaned around Rafael’s prick while Harrison paced himself, sliding in and out with wonderful rhythm.
“Caroline,” Harrison moaned. “You’re so tight.”
I pulled Rafael’s cock out of my mouth long enough to say, “Because you’re so big.”
Rafael grabbed the back of my head and pushed me back down on his cock, taking control. “You’re both right. Now keep going.”
The way they took control, using me however they wanted, was everything I had ever wanted without knowing it.
All the nerve endings in my sex were on fire with ecstasy; every stroke was a supernova of intense pleasure.
Another orgasm shuddered up through my body, a sudden sunrise that became so bright it blinded everything else from my vision.
Rafael took my head in both of his strong hands and fucked my mouth faster. I tightened my lips around his shaft, trying to emulate how tight my pussy was for Harrison. From the sounds coming out of his mouth, I was doing a good job.
“I like fucking your pretty mouth,” Rafael groaned, reaching forward to rub my clit while Harrison fucked me. “You’re a good little slut.”
Wedged between them, I surrendered to the mindless drive of their bodies.