16. Lex
“Things are coming together, gentlemen.”
Linc smiles, and Shane nods in agreement. We’re once again sitting around their dining table for our weekly check in, this time in the early evening. Declan’s interview is three weeks away, and we already spent a solid hour aligning on the key points he needs to hit in his conversation with Cass. His eyes flick to me as I speak, then drift away.
“Are we done?” Declan asks absently, eyes on his phone.
I glance at the other two. “That’s all I had for tonight. Anything you need to cover?”
“Nothing from me.” Declan stands and turns to go, then pauses and looks back at me. “Thank you.”
My eyes widen as I nod in response, still taken aback when anything other than skepticism or business strategy passes his lips. Before I can rib him about it, Declan walks down the hall, then disappears through a door I assume leads to the garage. And there it is.
“Don’t mind him. He’s been heading back to the lab most nights, burning the midnight oil. He’s usually not home until late,” Linc offers, and awareness prickles across my skin. He leans back in his chair, raising his arms over his head to stretch, almost overly casual. “What do you think, Shane? Do we have anything else for Lex tonight?”
You’re not fooling anyone, Linc.My eyes track to Shane, feeling something significant gathering in the air between us.
“Nothing business-related.” Shane’s deep voice rumbles through the room, and I feel it between my thighs.
Linc’s words from two days ago reverberate in my brain. There’s nothing soft about Shane Kelly. Meeting his piercing blue gaze, I have no trouble believing that’s true. He may be the quietest of them, but there is a sharpness there that calls to the softest parts of me.
I cock an eyebrow at Shane. “Let’s hear it, then.”
“How do you feel about sharing, Lex?”
My mouth goes dry as I swallow roughly, heat flaring through me. It had been hard to think of anything other than being shared by them since Shane had leaned over me and asked me to be gentle with Linc. And Linc’s revelations during our run earlier in the week only served to fuel my fantasies.
I glance over to find Linc lounging in his seat, smirking as his eyes ping back and forth between us. Shane’s gaze never leaves mine, those glacial blues trained on me, as though he can read my every move. I appreciate his directness and reciprocate in kind.
“I’m…open to it.” Please.
“Have you been shared before?”
I laugh. “Are you asking me if I’ve ever had a threesome, Shane?”
The ghost of a smile crosses his lips. “Yes.”
“Then, no. I’ve never been shared before.”
Linc groans, slumping further in his chair as he tosses his head back. “You’re fucking killing me. Both of you.”
Shane ignores him entirely. “But you’re open to it.”
“Under the right circumstances.”
“Which are?”
They both watch me intently. Linc had propped his forearms on the table, his hands clasped as he leans toward me. Shane sits kicked back in his own chair, legs wide–the picture of relaxed male confidence. He’s wearing a dress shirt and slacks, which I’ve come to think of as his uniform. While Linc often worked in jeans and tees, both Shane and Declan opted for business casual, and I loved it.
“I’m a practical person, Shane. I’d want to feel safe.”
“There’s more to you than that,” Linc murmurs. “You like it hot.”
I smirk at him. “Attraction is a must, of course. And passion.”
“What else?”
My eyes fly back to Shane. I’m at an inflection point, like the next words out of my mouth can pave an unknown path. It’s now or never, Lex.
“I’d want to trust them enough to let them be the ones in control.”
Linc crosses his arms on the table and drops his head onto them as he groans. “I fucking told you.”
Shane’s lips lift into a devilish half-smile. “So you did.”
I’m neither surprised nor bothered to hear they’ve talked about me. The possibility of something…more…had been simmering for weeks. Ever since Shane dug his thumbs into my arch and Linc planted the idea of the three of us in my head. And damn it, I work way too hard not to let myself enjoy something good when it comes along, uncharted as it might be.
“What’s on offer, boys?” I tease.
Shane’s eyes blaze at the nickname, but I don’t take it back. While I might let them take control in the bedroom, I know I will always be the one in charge. And even though my gut tells me I’m safe with these two, it doesn’t hurt to remind them of that truth.
“Us.” Linc shrugs, like it’s simple.
Can it really be that simple?
“Here, tonight. For now,” Shane adds.
“Presumptuous of you.”
“You might be surprised to learn he’s an optimist,” Linc quips. “What do you say, Lex?”
I look between them both. “When will Declan be back?”
“Late.”
“Hm.” I study their faces, ignoring the thrill of anticipation running through me. “If I say yes, what’s next?”
Shane straightens, then rises to his feet. “Linc tells me you’re willing to obey. Is that right?”
My heart thunders in my chest as my breath stutters. I can feel the wetness gathering in my underwear at the thought of the two of them touching me. Guiding me. Praising me. At the same time. Is this really happening?
“I might be.”
His eyes glitter with dark promise, his gaze hard. “I hope so. Go upstairs, second door on the right. You have five minutes.”
“Five minutes to do what?”
“Get ready.”
“Naked and kneeling, Lex,” Linc murmurs, his warm brown eyes intense.
I take a deep, steadying breath, my eyes falling closed. The feeling of being poised at the edge of something big, something deep and wide and as exciting as it is terrifying, swirls in my gut. Linc was fun, and sweet, and something I didn’t know I’d needed. I suspect Shane’s an entirely different animal, and being at their combined mercy will be an experience I’ll wear imprinted on my soul. Am I ready for whatever happens next? When I open my eyes, I meet Shane’s arctic gaze head on.
“You know my rules?”
Shane nods.
“Good.”
Linc flashes his dimpled grin, his eyes blazing with want as Shane’s lips curve into a tiny, satisfied smile. They can’t look more different, a true juxtaposition: one warm and giving, the other cold and unyielding. Imagine being caught between them. My belly swoops at the thought.
I rise calmly to my feet, finish the last third of my wine in one long swallow, and turn for the stairs. The faint sounds of low conversation and scraping chair legs reach me as I climb to the second story. Anticipation coils in my gut as I walk through the second door on the right as instructed.
The room’s simple, cozy, and modern. This is so Shane. A king bed sits on the opposite wall, with an armchair and ottoman off to the right. The gray and blue color palette is masculine and calming, and the military neatness of the space is exactly what I expect from the quiet tech genius. A plush, dark blue bench sits at the foot of the bed, and I step up to it as I slip out of my cashmere sweater. I fold it carefully, setting it aside on the bench as I unhook my bra with my other hand.
After removing my clothing and organizing it in a tidy pile, I move to the center of the bench and take one large step back. Faint sounds filter up from the main floor, but I can’t decipher them. Sighing deeply, I lower myself to my knees, then cross my arms behind my back. There’s comfort in knowing I’m no longer the one calling the shots, no longer responsible for a million and three decisions. I’m on my knees, naked, with no idea of what the next few hours will hold…and I have never felt so fucking free.
Moments after the last of my tension melted away, two sets of footsteps start up the stairs. The hairs at the back of my neck rise in anticipation, my nipples tightening to stiff points. I can hear them enter the room, hear the sharp intake of breath from Linc, but don”t turn my head.
“Fucking hell, look at you.” Linc’s voice is low and reverent, and I smile to myself.
Firm fingers trail along my shoulder, then Shane’s feet and legs come into view. I keep my gaze down, waiting. He grips my jaw, lifting my head to meet his gaze.
Shane stares down at me, his nostrils flaring as he takes in my naked body. His pupils are blown, but he’s still the picture of calm control.
“Linc, sit.”
I hear Linc move over to the cushioned armchair without question, following Shane’s order.
“In here, I’m in charge,” Shane says. “Do you understand?”
I nod.
“Speak up.”
My eyes flash to his. “Yes.”
He tilts his head to the side. It’s a predatory move, but I read the intent loud and clear.
“Yes, sir,” I correct myself.
There’s no praise from Shane like I’ve come to expect, to crave, from Linc. Just a cool, assessing gaze as he looks down at me. He reaches out and caresses my jaw, his large palm warm and his grip surprisingly gentle. I lean into his hand, my eyes fluttering closed as he lets out a soft sigh. It sounds like approval.
“What do you think, Linc?”
“She’s stunning. Never seen anyone look so breathtaking on their knees.”
Shane’s hand slips away with a lingering touch as he makes a soft noise that sounds like agreement, and I open my eyes to watch him step back and sit on the bench before me. His gaze slips to my breasts, lingering on my hardened nipples, then down to my thighs.
“She looks needy.”
Linc shifts off to my right, but I don’t look away from Shane.
“Needy and delicious.”
“Are you hungry, Linc?”
“Starving,” he growls.
Shane smirks as he reaches for the top button of his dress shirt, undoing it slowly before moving on to the next. “Lift that sexy ass off your heels and spread your knees.”
A shiver slips down my spine as I obey.
“Your dessert is waiting, brother.”
“Don’t have to tell me twice.”
I can see Linc rise to his feet out of the corner of my eye, then he’s looming behind me. He strokes a warm, firm hand down my side, but before I can turn and melt into him, Shane’s shirt gapes open and I see his bare chest for the first time. His toned, muscular, heavily tattooed chest. I gasp as he casually shrugs his shirt from his shoulders to reveal fully inked sleeves on both arms. Holy fucking hell, and I thought he couldn’t get any sexier.
Before I can comment, something brushes against my inner knees and I look down to find Linc’s face beneath me, that damn dimple taunting me as he grins.
“Sit down,” he rasps, as he runs his hands along my backside, kneading the flesh.
“Wha–um. What?” My eyes flash up to Shane’s as I try to process the inked Adonis in front of me while Linc’s warm breath fans right over my pussy.
“C’mon, beautiful. I don’t want to punish you right now, okay? Sit on my face, let me taste you.”
Shane raises an eyebrow, as though daring me to defy a direct order a second time. As much as I love Lincoln’s punishments, I want to see how they planned for this scene to play out. Something tells me I won’t be disappointed.
Holding Shane’s gaze while I lower myself onto Linc’s mouth is the single most erotic moment of my life thus far. As Linc’s tongue makes contact with my pussy, Shane’s eyes darken and we all let out collective groans of lust and desire. He stands as he watches Lincoln devour me, unbuttoning his slacks and letting the fly hang open. I can see the head of his cock peeking out from the waistband of his boxer briefs, and I bite my lip in anticipation.
Linc’s grip tightens on my hips as he pulls me down harder and presses his face up, spearing his tongue into my opening. I gasp and slump forward, wishing for something to hold on to. Shane shoves his slacks off and steps out of them, standing before me in his underwear. I look up to meet his gaze, and he smirks at me as he frees himself from his boxers. When I see what else he’s been hiding behind his business casual attire, I freeze.
Beneath me, Linc chuckles as though he knows exactly what’s happening, the vibration of the sound and soft gust of air from his breath making my pussy clench.
“Holy shit,” I breathe, staring at the four barbells winking from the underside of Shane’s hard cock. “You have a Jacob’s Ladder.”
“I do.”
“How does that…work?” I stammer, struggling to think straight between Linc’s talented tongue and the mouthwatering sight before me.
Shane chuckles as he lazily strokes his cock, fingers playing over the large balls on either end of each bar, teasing me. “Very well. It’s better without a condom, though.”
I blink. Context switching is hard. As though reading my mind, Linc backs off, teasing at my pussy lips instead of attacking my clit. He gives me enough reprieve to focus on something other than how fucking good it all feels.
“Better for who?”
“All of us.” The heat in his gaze could melt a glacier. “We have test results, if you want them. We’re both negative.”
Linc nips at me gently and soothes a hand over my hip and side.
“No pressure,” Shane murmurs. “It’s up to you.”
“I’m negative, too.” I press my eyes closed briefly, considering. Am I really going to break another rule? The answer’s inevitable. “And I have an IUD. Okay, yes. No condoms–”
I gasp, cutting myself off as Linc sucks my clit hard. I rock forward with pleasure, and Shane steps forward, suddenly right there.
“Hold onto me,” he commands. By his tone, I know we’re back in the scene.
My hands fly to his hips as I steady myself against the onslaught of pleasure caused by Linc’s tongue and teeth, my breathing ragged. As my air washes over his straining erection, his cock pulses, and I groan as my mouth waters. I want him on my tongue.
“Something you want, Lex?” Shane murmurs, threading a hand into my hair.
“Yes, sir,” I manage, nodding frantically through a soft whimper as Linc’s teeth graze my clit.
“Tell me.”
“I want you in my mouth.”
Shane’s grip moves to the back of my neck, tightening on my nape. “What does a good girl say?”
Linc circles my clit with his tongue, then sucks it roughly into his mouth as he palms my ass before firmly smacking one cheek.
Pleasure zips through me, my pulse thundering in my ears.
“Please,” I manage, thighs shaking as my orgasm dances ever closer.
“You hear that, Linc? Hear how polite she is, even when she’s hungry for my cock?”
“Mmmhmm,” Linc hums, his lips against that tight bundle of nerves.
I gasp at the vibration and my eyes roll back as Shane’s cock taps against my lips.
“Go on then. Be our good little slut and suck my cock while you ride Linc’s face.”
Our. Good. Little. Slut.A whole body shiver grips me as I open my mouth and greedily do as he asks, my fingers tightening on Shane’s hips to steady myself. That commanding hand on my neck remains, grip sharp enough to edge the line between pleasure and pain to drive me wild.
I’m torn between the desire to make him feel good and the pleasure blossoming between my legs, Linc’s relentless focus on getting me over that peak severely distracting. I gag around Shane as I try to gasp when Linc’s teeth scrape my clit again. He licks long, broad strokes up my pussy as I recover, fisting the base of Shane’s cock and hollowing my cheeks around as much of him as I can.
Shane groans in satisfaction, his hips thrusting slightly as his cock twitches in my mouth. The musky, male scent of him invades my senses, heightening my lust. As much as I love being between them, I’m desperate for more, so ready to be filled.
As I find my rhythm and push Shane close to his own release, Linc sucks rapidly on my clit and sends me hurtling unexpectedly over that ledge, a powerful orgasm unfurling through me. I groan around Shane as he slips from my mouth, my body contracting around the center of my pleasure, my thighs squeezing around Linc. He laps up my cum, licking me through the lingering pulses of ecstasy before sliding out from under me.
Breathing heavily and feeling dazed, I look up to find Shane watching me intently as he strokes his cock. Pre-cum drips from the head and over his fingers.
“What do you say to Linc?” he demands, voice ragged. He’s so close.
I glance back to find Linc kneeling behind me, bare-chested and smirking with a heavy-lidded gaze. He walks forward on his knees until I can lean against him, and I sag against his muscled chest. We fit together perfectly.
“Thank you,” I breathe.
Linc’s hands smooth down my upper arms as he leans forward to trail open-mouthed kisses up my neck. Shane steps toward us, a feral gleam in his eyes that has my greedy cunt paying attention, even as the effects of my first release sit heavy in my limbs.
“Hold still, baby. I’m going to paint those gorgeous tits before I fuck that pretty pink pussy.”