Chapter 22
Chapter Twenty-Two
Once again, Heath wished they were already past wearing condoms. He would love to leave his load inside her at the same time Dayne did.
He’d love to see their cum sliding out of both holes. He never cared about that with any of his previous partners, but for some reason with Cara—and even Dayne—that urge was strong.
Now was not the time to bring it up with them, was it?
Once he began thrusting, he wouldn’t be able to form a solid thought, so if he was going to propose it, now would be the time.
He met Cara’s hooded eyes. “I want to come inside you.”
“You always?—”
“Without a condom,” he finished.
Her eyes widened slightly.
Dayne whispered, “Holy shit. I’m onboard with that, too. But it’s up to you, Cara.”
Heath pleaded their case. “You’re on birth control. We’ve all been cleared of any STDs. But Dayne’s right, it’s up to you. Only say yes if you’re completely comfortable with the idea.”
“We’ve been exclusive for months now,” Dayne reminded her. “We’ve been with no one else but each other.”
Whenever Dayne admitted that out loud, it was always a relief to hear. Especially since the man previously admitted he used the resort as his personal playground. It was hard to believe he gave that up for both him and Cara.
But he had.
It was easier for Heath and Cara to be exclusive to the triad since it took more of an effort to find a potential partner, unlike Dayne who was surrounded by them daily.
“If you remove the condoms, we’ll have to start all over again,” she answered.
It took a second for it to sink in that she meant the anal sex and not their relationship.
“It’ll be easier the second time.” Dayne was just as eager to ditch the condoms.
She hesitated for only a few seconds before nodding. “Okay.”
Heath quickly pulled out and ripped off the condom, tossing it over his shoulder and not caring where it landed.
Dayne dropped her legs and Heath grabbed her hands, lifting her enough for the resort owner to pull himself free and remove his condom.
Heath didn’t follow the trajectory of it, but he was damn sure it also ended up on the floor in his enthusiasm.
Clean up in aisle five.
“We’ll need more lube,” Dayne announced, reaching for it and spreading a generous amount on his now-bare erection. He worked more inside Cara before tossing the tube aside.
Gripping the root, he held his cock in place and gave Heath the signal to help Cara mount him. As soon as she was once again seated on his cock, he pulled her legs back and held them wide open, giving Heath full access.
Heath quickly got back into place and drove his cock home.
Home.
He realized at that moment, that was the feeling he got in his chest whenever he sank deep into Cara or Dayne. Even the second he arrived on the resort and saw the other two-thirds of their triad.
Holy shit.
“ Fuuuuuck .” Dayne’s groaned curse pulled Heath from his rattling discovery.
Dayne only made slight movements when Heath began to thrust. The tight heat of her pussy combined with the friction created between the two cocks filling her was almost too much for him to bear.
“Jesus,” Dayne ground out. “I’m hardly moving and I’m struggling not to come.”
“Put yourself in my place,” Heath somehow managed to say.
Instead of offering to switch, Dayne began to do what he did best: talk dirty.
He was so good at it that during the week, when Heath wasn’t at the ranch resort, and they regularly jerked off together during video chats. The filthy words and suggestions that Dayne so skillfully spewed would fill his ears and fuel his imagination.
Dayne also had those types of phone and video chats with Cara. It was the next best thing when they couldn’t be together in person.
But right now, Heath had to block out his barrage of filthy scenarios or he’d lose it too quickly. Hopefully, his dirty talk, along with their actions, would make Cara climax sooner than later.
Heath only paused long enough to snag one of the vibrators he’d thrown on the mattress earlier and switch it on. Placing the buzzing toy directly against her clit, it pulled a gasp from her, while Dayne pinned her tighter against him so her hips wouldn’t dance around, possibly dislodging them both.
Their teamwork was seamless.
To help push her over the edge, he began plucking her nipples with his lips and fingers. At first, he was gentle, then she begged him to do it harder and rougher. It got to the point he was scraping his teeth over the very hard tips and sinking them into her soft flesh.
Her unbridled wail filled the space around them at the same time her body bowed, fighting against Dayne’s hold. With her eyes rolled back, she bucked against them. “Please…please… Yessss, like that…Give me more. Fuck me harder. Please…Please… Please !”
Heath gritted his teeth and did his best to give her what she wanted. Dayne’s constant stream of erotic talk ceased, as did his thrusts, when Heath rammed his cock inside her over and over.
Dayne blew out a ragged breath before releasing a growled, “Christ.”
“Come, sweetheart,” Heath encouraged, ignoring how much the bite marks he left behind on her breasts created a fire in his gut. Ignoring the intense clenching of her core around his throbbing cock. Ignoring the fact Dayne’s knuckles had turned white while holding onto Cara and his willpower.
Heath didn’t need to feel the way Cara’s inner walls rippled around him when she came. Or the way she exploded, soaking his cock. Her loud wail was enough evidence.
He drove up and into her once more, then waited for the waves of her orgasm to pass as well as the threat of his own. Once they subsided, he tossed the vibrator aside and began to fuck her again. Slower this time, for his own self-preservation.
“I have to move now,” Dayne warned.
They found a rhythm that worked and made it easier for all three. Heath pushed forward every time Dayne pulled back slightly. Dayne thrusted as deep as possible whenever Heath retreated enough to give him more room.
They worked like a well-oiled machine. A cohesive unit.
A team.
Lovers. Partners…
Was it becoming more?
Did he want more?
Did they?
Shit.
“I can’t hold out anymore,” Heath warned Dayne, who responded through clenched teeth, “You and me both.”
Cara wasn’t helping either of them when she insisted, “Fill me up. Both of you. Come inside me. Make me yours.”
Didn’t she know she was theirs already? That she belonged to them inside and out?
Heath would do anything to keep her happy and satisfied. To keep a smile on her face. To hear her tinkling laughter when he or Dayne said something funny, ridiculous, or even dumb.
He’d do anything to keep her coming back for more. To keep her returning to them. And only them. He was damn sure Dayne would agree.
The cocky player was gone. The dedicated lover had taken his place .
Cara wasn’t the only one in this equation that Heath didn’t want to lose.
What he did lose was his load when, with a grunt, he filled her cunt at the same time Dayne filled her ass.
His hips continued to twitch as his balls emptied deep inside her.
They remained where they were and took a moment to recover, to catch their breaths, to think about what just happened.
The only woman Heath hadn’t worn a condom with previously was his ex. And as for his male partners…he hoped Dayne would be open to being the first.
To him, coming inside them was the same as claiming them, as marking both of them as his.
After he slipped from Cara, Heath urged Dayne, “Continue to hold her there.” He wanted to keep the cum inside her as long as possible.
When Dayne requested a towel so he could pull out and not leave a mess behind on the bed, Heath headed to the bathroom to get one.
On his way back, he grabbed the inflatable wedge they sometimes used during sex.
Once Dayne pulled free of Cara, they placed the triangular pillow under her hips, lifting them.
Heath leaned in closer and drew a finger through her folds to check out his handiwork, then he did the same where Dayne had made his deposit.
Cara lifted her head. “Are you inspecting me down there?”
Heath lifted his own. “Why not? Do you know how hot that is, not only knowing, but seeing our cum inside you?”
Now on his way to the bathroom to clean up, Dayne threw over his shoulder, “Wait until we both fill her pussy.”
Heath climbed back into bed and claimed the spot to her right. “Are you comfortable like that?”
“I can’t stay like this all day, you know,” she said.
“I know. But bear with it for a few minutes?”
“Anything for you,” she whispered and cupped his cheek.
The contrast of this woman sometimes caught him off guard; super sweet one moment and very, very dirty the next. She showed the world the part of her where she was a straight-laced librarian; she shared with him and Dayne the part where she was far from that.
Dayne returned to the bed. “Will you do anything for me, too?”
“Of course.”
Heath pressed a kiss to her lips. “You’ve come so far, sweetheart. So damn far. I’m so proud of you for trying almost everything we suggest.”
She gave him a soft smile. “That’s because you make sure I’m ready before you suggest it. Thank you for keeping your patience with me as I explore and learn.”
“You’re worth it.”
Dayne settled to her left and tucked an arm under his head, using it as a pillow. “I second that.”
Cara yawned. “I can’t say I’d like to do this every day, but I would definitely do this again.”
More proof her confidence in the bedroom had grown exponentially.
With a smirk, Dayne leaned over to press his mouth to hers next, murmuring against her lips. “I’m sure you already know, we’ll be up for it whenever you are.”
While the sex with Dayne and Heath was always heart-pounding, sweat-inducing, and orgasmic, Cara also appreciated the quiet times they shared together. Like tonight.