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jerked and spasmed. His body came down over hers, blanketing her back with his warmth. He

pressed a tender kiss to her shoulder. It was . . . nice. So very gentle.
Loving.

“Did not intend for that to happen so fast,” Jace murmured against her skin. “But fuck, baby, you’re

so goddamn sweet.”

His words hit her, warming her more than their touch, her orgasm. Settling into her heart, spreading

feelings she’d be better off not examining. Sex was not a new experience for her. Meaningless sex

was definitely something she’d become adept at in her days of mindless coping and searching for

answers she had no place searching for. But this . . .

She had to put an end to this stupid thought process. This meant nothing. No different from the other

strings of meaningless, mind-numbing sex. For her to think any differently was just opening herself up

to pain and misery.

Ash lowered his head, his lips feathering across her cheek. “I’ll get you something to drink. Want

more OJ?”

“Yeah,” she said in a dreamy voice, still reveling in the feel of Jace inside her, his heat

surrounding her and his hard body cupped so protectively over hers.

Ash moved away from the bed and when he was gone, Jace kissed her shoulder again. Then to her

dismay, he lifted himself up and eased out of her. A whimper of protest she did not mean to escape

fluttered past her lips.

“Have to dispose of the condom, baby,” he whispered. “I’ll be right back.”

She was instantly cold the minute his warmth left her. Cold on the inside. She slid down to her

belly, sprawled over the bed, unsure of what was supposed to happen next. Did she get up and leave?

Did they expect her to sleep over? In the past, she’d known the score. This was totally out of her

scope of experience. Besides, she had nowhere to go from here. Just back into the cold. She didn’t

want this night to end. Sadness gripped her. She should have never agreed to this. While it had been a

temporary reprieve and a welcome change from the loneliness that was her life, she knew it would

just suck all the more when she was forced to leave.

Jace crawled back on the bed and she lifted her head, fearful of what she’d see. She opened her

mouth to ask if she should leave, but he pulled her into his arms, cradling her against his side.

Okay, so maybe he didn’t want her to leave yet. That worked for her.

She snuggled into his body, his natural heat a luxury she refused to deny herself.

A moment later, Ash returned, crawling up on the other side of her. Jace’s hold immediately

tightened on her, his arms a barrier to Ash touching her in any way.

“Got your OJ,” Ash said.

Jace carefully lifted her into a sitting position, but he came with her, his arm remaining solidly

around her. It was a little bizarre to be sitting between two naked men while she drank orange juice,

but it felt decadent.

She sipped gratefully at the juice, her mouth dry and a little sore from accommodating Ash’s size.

Other parts of her would be sore as well. It had been a long time for her. But it was a sensation she

would hold close to her, a memory of one night away from the reality of her life.

“Should I go now?” she asked awkwardly as she handed the glass back to Ash.

Ash’s lips tightened and Jace’s arm became like a steel band around her waist.

“Fuck no,” Jace bit out. “We’re not even close to being done. You’re staying over. Too damn cold

to be out tonight and it’s late. Don’t want you going anywhere at this hour.”

She tried very hard to control her sigh of relief, but her body sagged against Jace’s and he kissed

the top of her head.

“Give us a minute to recover and we’ll go again,” Ash said.

Desire gleamed in his green eyes. He studied her a moment as Jace’s hand slid up to her breast,

cupping the small mound, his thumb lightly brushing over her nipple. She’d just had the most

awesome orgasm of her life and already her body wanted more.

“You said you’ve had a threesome before,” Ash said casually. “You think you can take Jace in your

pussy and me in your ass? You ever done that before?”

Her cheeks went crimson, the heat scorching over her face. She shook her head, too embarrassed to

vocalize her response. The image his question evoked burned hot in her mind. The idea of taking both

men in that way at the same time gave her a heady buzz of desire.

“Want to try it?” Ash asked with a grin.

“You don’t have to,” Jace murmured next to her ear.

“If you’ve had a threesome, how did it go down if you weren’t taking on two men at the same

time?” Ash asked curiously.

Her cheeks still burned and she couldn’t even meet his gaze. For someone as experienced with sex

as she was, she felt like a stupid virgin.

“Like before,” she said in a low voice. “Like we just did.”

“Ah,” Ash said. “One fucked your mouth while one fucked your pussy.”

She nodded.

“Ever had anal sex then?”

“Ash,” Jace growled a warning. “For fuck’s sake. Lay off. You’re embarrassing her.”

Ash shrugged. “Not much to be embarrassed about. We’re sitting here butt naked and we just

fucked her.”

That was true enough.

“Yes, I’ve had anal sex,” she said.

“Did you like it?” Ash asked.

“Not really, no,” she admitted.

“Then we won’t do it,” Jace said firmly.

His jaw was tight and his gaze was fixed on Ash as if daring him to pursue the matter.

She cleared her throat nervously. “I’d like to try. I mean, the guy I was with wasn’t exactly . . .

good. You know, nothing like you two.”

Ash chuckled.

“Don’t, baby,” Jace said in a quiet tone. “You don’t have to do anything because you think it’s what

we want.”

“You’d make it good,” she whispered.

“Hell yeah,” Ash said, his lips twisting as if she’d insulted him. “Not going to hurt you, sweetheart.

We’ll take it nice and slow and if you don’t like it, we’ll stop. It’s hot as hell, though.”

Yeah, she could absolutely see that much. What woman wouldn’t want men like Ash and Jace

initiating her in a situation like this?

“You hungry?” Jace asked. “You didn’t eat much. Want to eat something else before we go again?”

He pushed back a strand of her hair, tucking it behind her ear as he spoke. She glanced up at him,

taking in his beautiful chocolate brown eyes.

“I could eat something,” she murmured. And it was true. She was suddenly famished and the idea

of finishing her leftover burger appealed.

“I’ll order up more room service,” Ash said, moving to the phone on the nightstand.

“You don’t have to do that,” she protested. “I left half my burger.”

“We’ll get you something fresh and hot,” Jace said, leaning down to kiss the corner of her mouth.

“You want another burger or something else?” Ash asked, holding the phone to his ear.

“Any kind of sandwich,” she said, not wanting to be picky. “And hot chocolate, if it’s not too much

trouble.”

Ash smiled. “No trouble at all.”

chapter five

Jace watched Bethany as she sat cross-legged on the bed eating the club sandwich they’d ordered

from room service. She seemed to savor every single bite, eating with a reverence he didn’t often see.

She didn’t hurry, but there was an urgency to her movements he couldn’t quite figure out.

And she sipped at the hot chocolate, her face going dreamy with every sip. He wished they’d gotten

more than one cup.

They hadn’t wanted her to get dressed—Jace wanted her here in his bed, right where he could see

her, feel her and touch her when he wanted. Ash had dressed when he’d gone to meet the room

service attendant.

It would be so easy to tell Ash to leave so Jace could enjoy the rest of the night alone with Bethany.

He liked the idea of it being just the two of them, here and naked, enjoying each other and sliding into

making love as often as they wanted.

“That was really good,” she said when she drained the last of the hot chocolate. “Thank you.”

“Welcome,” Jace said in a low voice.

Ash cleared away the plates, taking the dishes back into the living room. When he returned, he

immediately stripped out of his clothing, and Bethany sucked in her breath at the air of expectancy that

had invaded with Ash’s return.

Jace watched her closely, looking for any sign that she was hesitant about what was going to

happen next. If she looked even the least bit reluctant, he was going to pull the plug on the whole

damn thing, and he didn’t care if it pissed Ash off or not. This whole evening was ten kinds of fucked

up. He didn’t want his best friend here, sharing his woman.

His
woman.

Jace had already laid claim and yet he was about to let Ash fuck her. Again. Twisted didn’t even

begin to describe this.

“Up on your knees and use your mouth on Jace, sweetheart. Don’t want to rush into this. I’ll take it

slow and easy, get you worked up so we don’t hurt you.”

Her eyes widened and Jace’s senses went on alert. The hell he was going to let Ash run this show.

They’d do this Jace’s way, even if it wasn’t what he wanted to begin with.

Jace shook his head, stopping Ash as he headed for the bed.

Then he simply turned to Bethany, kissing her sweet mouth, stroking his tongue inside. She tasted of

the chocolate she’d just drank. Warm and delicious. Her breaths escaped in little gasps, bursting into

his mouth. He wanted more. So much more.

“Going to work you up,” he said echoing Ash’s statement. “But going to do it my way. Want you

hot and wet. And the way I’m going to make sure that happens is to lick you until you’re about ready

to come.”

She shivered delicately, her entire body quivering with his words. She was so damn responsive

and he liked to think she was that way just with him. He hadn’t imagined her being focused more on

him. Maybe it was wishful thinking, but he was not wrong about this. Ash was there, yeah, but the

connection between Jace and Bethany had been intense. No mistake there.

“Lie down and spread your legs for me,” Jace said, inserting an edge of command in his voice.

She’d responded well to his authoritative voice earlier, and she did the same this time, her eyes

darkening, her face going soft with submissiveness.

Forgetting about Ash—Jace didn’t even know where he was at the moment—he traveled down

Bethany’s body, kissing and sucking at her neck, then her breasts, tracing a lazy trail down her flat

belly to the soft curls between her thighs.

He inhaled, savoring her musky scent of arousal. She was already wet and glistening as he parted

her plush folds. Pink and perfect, tiny and as delicately rendered as the rest of her. It was like opening

petals to a flower and finding dew inside. He blew gently over her clit and watched as it puckered

and strained upward.

Then he swiped his tongue over the taut bud, enjoying the instant jerk of her body. He lapped

gently, taking care not to be too rough with her most sensitive parts. He explored every inch of her

velvety heat, sliding downward to circle her opening with his tongue and then nuzzling it with his

lips.

She twitched uncontrollably beneath him, arching upward to seek more of his mouth. He glanced

up, wanting to know it was him she was responding to and was satisfied to see that Ash was only now

taking position at her breasts. Ash hadn’t touched her yet. Her reaction belonged solely to Jace.

He returned his attention to her pussy, sliding his tongue inside her, fucking her with rapid, short

strokes. She went wet on his tongue, the sweet rush filling his mouth. He could do this all night. He

loved the taste of her. Loved the feel of her on his tongue. Soft. Silky. Like nothing he’d ever

imagined.

He knew she was inching toward release. Her body grew more taut and her breathing sped up. He

glanced up again to see Ash’s mouth close around one erect nipple and for a moment he watched. He

may not like Ash being with this woman, but the sight of his friend sucking Bethany’s nipples was

erotic as hell. It was a rush that never got old, watching another man pleasure the woman Jace was

fucking.

“Do you like what he’s doing, Bethany?” Jace asked, his tone husky and gruff with desire. No, he

didn’t want Ash here, but for the moment he could lose himself in the sheer eroticism of watching her

react to having two men make love to her. “Do our mouths feel good on you, baby?”

“Y-yes,” she hissed out. “It feels so good, Jace. Nothing has ever felt better.”

Satisfaction gripped him. She may have had threesomes—kinky sex—whatever the hell she’d been

into before, but those men had never given her the kind of pleasure he would. He’d make damn sure of

that.

He rubbed his thumb over her clit and then placed an openmouthed kiss to her entrance, shoving his

tongue roughly inside, giving her a little more edge. He wanted her close. He wanted her senseless

before they took her at the same time. Hurting her was not on the agenda. He liked pain. Ash liked

pain. Liked inflicting pain. With the right woman. Not that Bethany wasn’t that woman. There was a