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She turned, grabbing Ben’s hand and tugging. “Let’s go. I want to get my toes in the sand.”

Todd took up on her other side once they got down the stairs from their bungalow to the sand. The weather was perfect. June in Seattle was still cool and rainy, but the weather there was gloriously warm. The breeze kicked up the hem of her skirt, giving him a glimpse of her upper thighs from time to time, and he remembered back to when he’d first met her.

“You’re thinking. Should we be worried?” Todd winked at Ben.

“I was remembering one of the first times I’d met Erin. At your place. She had a little dress on, nothing tight or revealing, but when she bent I caught little flashes of the skin at the back of her thigh. She was yours. I tried to remind myself of it. But it was difficult. You made her come in the hallway right behind where I was sitting. Christ.”

Todd laughed. “I had her wear the egg and a harness on her clit. I played with her pussy all night long.”

“You got off on doing it where he could hear.” Erin sent Todd a look.

“So did you.”

She glanced up at Ben, a smile on her lips. “I did.”

“A lot has happened since then, but every time I see some secret part of you, just a little forbidden slash of skin like just now in that dress, I remember that. I remember wanting you and Todd both and thinking it would never happen.”

Erin squeezed his hand and then brought it to her mouth to kiss his knuckles. “It was meant to be. And here we all are, hand in hand in hand, walking on the beach and watching the sunset.”

“Life is damned good.” Todd breathed in deep and turned with them as they faced the majesty of the sun setting over the water, the sky a riot of purple, peach and blue.

The breeze ruffled Erin’s hair as she tipped her face up just a little. “I love it here. It’s warm and it smells good. No sound but birds and water. I feel so totally and utterly free.”

Ben squeezed her hand. “We figured Fiji would be gorgeous. But it’s even more beautiful than I could have imagined.”

The water lapped against their bare feet and then retreated. The color was a pale and yet vivid blue, and against the champagne-colored sand it was only more breathtaking.

Seduction on every level. Just standing there was foreplay.

“Makes me wish I had a private island of my own. We could put all our friends and family on it, have a school and all that stuff and just live unbothered in the middle of the ocean, far away from any annoyance.”

“Can’t say I find much to complain about with that idea.” Ben squeezed her hand.

Todd paused to pick up a shell, handing it to Erin, who took it with a smile.

She stopped to pull the dress off and tossed it to the sand behind them, placing the shell on top. “I want to go in. Do you mind?’

“Seeing you wet and frolicking in a bikini? What am I, Satan?” Todd waded in first and she followed with a laugh before getting out far enough to duck under and flip to her back, swimming lazily. Ben made his way to Todd before he jumped in and began to swim alongside her a moment, and then he pulled away, needing the exercise, needing to burn the stress of travel from his muscles.

Yes, he could totally do this.

Chapter Four

Todd looked to where Ben had finished his laps and left the water. He lazily swam over to follow. Erin had gone back to the bure to read and be alone. It gave him time alone with Ben, which he knew was also intentional on her part. She liked to watch like the beautiful freak she was, but they all three tried hard to give each other some time alone as a twosome. It was good to keep those relationships strong and healthy.

And right then he wanted to get strong and healthy with that well-over-six-foot-tall mass of gorgeous looking at him like he knew exactly what Todd was thinking.

Considering how long they’d known each other, and their well-matched sensual appetites, he probably
did
know exactly what Todd was thinking.

They met on the blanket they’d set out that morning, tangling fingers as Ben pulled him down to where he lay. Skin to skin, the water beading against their flesh did little to ease that heat. Ben’s free hand went to Todd’s hair, bringing his mouth where he could get at it.

His taste roared through Todd’s mouth, the scent of sun-warmed skin only adding to the whole experience. The muscles on Ben’s chest bunched and eased as he moved, pressed against Todd as he pushed, wanting to be inside, wanting to touch all he could.

There was no one anywhere near. No one to see or hear. No one to interrupt Todd as Ben shoved his trunks down and grabbed Todd’s cock, all while still kissing. Todd groaned when Ben took a bite as he kissed his way down Todd’s neck. He hissed in pleasure as Ben licked over the spot.

“I think you need to suck my cock,” Ben said, rolling to his back with a very smug look.

At first the sex between them had been hesitant. They’d been best friends for most of Todd’s life. But the foundation of their friendship, together with Ben’s bold acceptance of what they’d had and the potential for what they
could
have, had given Todd a safety net as he’d opened himself up to Ben’s appeal—outside the bedroom and most definitely in it.

He couldn’t remember any particular moment that he’d looked at Ben and found him ridiculously desirable—not as a man, but as
his
man.

Todd was the more dominant of the two, but when Ben ordered him to suck his cock? It sent a blast of heat through him.

Todd licked his lips. “Yeah?” He kissed down that rock-hard belly, shoving the swim trunks down Ben’s legs to expose his cock. Todd kissed the head, licking around the crown, and then fisted him at the root, swallowing as much as he could.

Ben must have approved. He thrust his hips forward, his fingers in Todd’s hair.

The sun on Todd’s back warmed his skin as he rose and fell, licking and kissing that monster cock until he knew Ben was close. Todd pulled off long enough to get his fingers wet and slid his free hand back, stroking over Ben’s asshole.

The stroking gave way to a slow push, seeking, slowly stretching. Todd wanted Ben to think about it, about how he’d have that ass before the day was through. The pulse in Todd’s cock beat, throbbing over and over as he found Ben’s sweet spot and began to stroke it in time with his mouth on Ben’s cock.

“Yes, baby. Suck me, that’s it. God, god, god.” The strain in Ben’s voice tore through his system as need beat at him.

When Ben came just moments later, he sighed, his fingers in Todd’s hair loosening as he urged Todd up to kiss him.

The kiss was slow, lazy. Pleasure-drunk.

Todd flopped to his back with a happy sigh as Ben got his breath back.

“Gimme a minute. I came so hard my teeth are tingling.”

Todd laughed. “Oh, no, baby. I’m saving mine for later. Because your ass is mine. I’m going to fuck you until you beg. Maybe I’ll enlist Erin to help tease you.”

Ben hummed his pleasure and they closed their eyes, remaining side by side as the sun finished drying them off.

* * *

Candlelight flickered over skin he’d be tasting in a short while. That was the only thing that kept Todd in his seat as they finished dinner. Erin smiled at him over the rim of her glass.

“I’m going to have coconut cream pie. I’m just saying. I’ll happily share though.”

Ben took her hand. “I want to dance with you first.” He stood and she followed.

Todd watched as they moved, as Ben pulled her to him tightly. Knew from the way her head rested on Ben’s chest that she’d given over to him. Knew her heartbeat would have slowed.

He liked to watch. That much hadn’t changed. He watched, knowing Ben’s cock grew heavy and hard against her softness. Knew she grew wet, knew her nipples hardened. Knew, too, the way she felt against his body.

Erin simply fell into Ben’s embrace as they swayed back and forth. He was warm against her skin. He was hard, his cock burning into her belly, teasing her. She knew he’d be using it on her at some point that night.

“You’re wet, aren’t you?” he murmured into her ear.

She nodded. “I’m thinking about this.” She brushed side to side over his cock. His fingers on her waist tightened, sending a thrill through her. She leaned back and he kissed down her throat. That’s when she noticed.

“Todd is watching us.” That made her hot too. The way Todd’s focus sharpened on them was a near-physical touch against her clit. He was a voyeur, which made their triad even hotter.

“He told me earlier that he was going to fuck me and enlist you to help.”

They turned so she faced Todd, a smile on her lips as she imagined just what he’d order her to do.

He sat at their table, sipping champagne. His hair a little bit wind tousled and sun lightened. So big and strong. Both of them so big and strong.

“Suddenly I think my pie should be for later. We can get it to go.”

“No.” He twirled her as the song ended and then led her back to their table.

“No?”

“I love that pout in your voice. Is Ben denying you something?” Todd pulled her chair closer, his hand resting on her knee.

“I was suggesting we get pie to go. You know we could eat it. After.”

Ben looked her over. “I said no. I’m not ready. Yet.”

Oh. Well. She shivered at the command in Ben’s voice. He clearly had plans, and she was a-okay with that.

She lowered her lashes, nodding.

Ben licked his lips and shook his head. “Goddamn, you are a test to my will, gorgeous. Especially when you do that and let yourself be mine.”

Todd’s fingertips drew circles just inside her knee.

There weren’t very many people around, and once the sun went down out there, it got really dark. Even so, the thrill of being seen with this man’s hand on her thigh made her soft.

Ben shifted, pouring her champagne. The server brought the pie and coffee and then left them alone again.

Todd sipped and sighed. “Go on. Eat your pie. You’ll need your strength.”

She fed Ben a piece and then took a bite herself.

Then Todd’s hand slid higher, his thumb brushing, just barely, against her labia.

“So hot.” He got in close, speaking quietly as every single cell yearned to hear whatever he was going to say next.

“When we get back to the bure, I’m going to eat your cunt.”

She stuttered a breath as that hand slid up just a smidge more. This time the pressure of his thumb slid her skin, wet, slick, against her clit, sending ripples of pleasure outward.

“Then, I’m going to have Ben suck my cock until he gets me nice and hard. While you watch, of course. Then I’m going to fuck him until he begs. While you sit in front of us. I brought a harness and the egg. For old time’s sake.”

She struggled to keep eating her pie as he spoke.

“I’m going to play with you both. While he watches.”

She turned her head in time to catch such a wicked smile on his face, she dropped her fork.

“You’re not done with your pie.” Todd tipped his chin toward her plate.

He was so totally dominant right then she nearly fell out of her chair into a puddle of goo. So. Fucking. Hot.

Ben held the fork up and she leaned forward, letting him feed her. Todd stroked her hair, his other hand still on her thigh, that devilish thumb of his still brushing against her pussy.

It was just enough to make her ache, and not enough to make her come. Just as he’d planned.

“And then,” Todd spoke again as she took that last bite, “and only then, will I let you come. Then Ben can have what he’ll be begging for.”

“Can I help?” Her words were thick.

“Oh, gorgeous, you’re so fucking hot you can barely talk. I’m so hard just watching you. You’re wet and starving for my cock, aren’t you?”

She nodded and Ben groaned. “She’s not the only one.”

Todd moved his hand and she had to bite her lip to keep from whimpering at the loss of the heat of his palm. He signed the check and stood. There was no hiding his hard-on, right there at her eye level. She looked up into his gaze and licked her lips.

He simply pulled her to her feet, bent, and tossed her over his shoulder as Ben laughed, moving to them, kissing Todd quickly as they headed back down the path to their bure.

Once they got through the door, Todd put her down. “What I want you to wear is on the counter in the bathroom.” He turned to Ben. “Naked. On your knees.”

She moved quickly to the bathroom on slightly shaky legs. On the counter was a harness. And a collar. Her breath stuttered at the sight.
Well
.

She quickly got naked and then managed to step into the harness. She slid the egg up into herself and made sure the strap would hold it in and the vibrating attachment against her clit. Her hands shook. Anticipation. It’d been some time since she’d worn a harness.

She didn’t put the collar on though. Knowing Todd would want to do that part. She couldn’t wear it every day, especially now. But she loved the way it made her feel. Loved Todd’s reaction to her wearing it.

She came out, a little wobbly, already sliding into that nearly narcotic place they put her in sometimes.

Ben was on his knees before Todd, Todd’s cock in his mouth. Todd’s fingers were in Ben’s hair, urging him forward. “Take more of me.” Not a request.

Her fingers itched to touch herself, but she knew Todd would tell her when and if he wanted that to happen. So she stood, waiting. Watching the beauty of her two men.

“Yes, like that.” Todd’s gaze moved from Ben to Erin, catching her, knowing exactly what she was feeling. He gave her a wicked, wicked grin. “Ben, baby, Erin is watching us. She’s naked except for the harness. She’s standing there waiting for me to collar her. She’s flushed. Hot to be fucked.”

Ben groaned around a mouthful of Todd’s cock, desperation lacing that sound.

“Erin, come here.”

She obeyed, holding the collar out.

“Your new haircut is only going to make you look more beautiful in this collar.” Todd put it on, tightening enough that she felt the constraint of the leather against the sensitive skin of her neck. Enough that she’d be reminded of who put the collar there and why.

He grabbed the ring on the front, tugging her close. He kissed her thoroughly, his lips on hers, tongue sweeping into her mouth, owning her in that way too. And she gave over. Gave herself to him utterly and totally. Wanting only to please, wanting him to see and enjoy in whatever way he wished.

Ben’s shoulder brushed against the leather of the harness. His skin hot to the touch, burning with pleasure.

“I want you right there in that chair. Legs spread wide. I want to see your pussy as I play with it. And I want Ben to watch.”

Todd held up the little remote, pushing a button, bringing the egg deep in her cunt to life. She gasped, and Ben did as well.

“Mmm, you know what she’ll be like deep inside. Creamy and hot. She’s soft and so willing right now.” Todd stepped back, pulling from Ben’s mouth. “I told you your ass would be mine. Do you want that?”

Ben nodded, standing, waiting. His cock was so hard it made Erin’s mouth water.

Todd lay back on the bed, sheathing himself quickly.

She scooted to the edge of the chair and the chain swayed, tugging on her nipple rings.

“Climb aboard and hold on to the footboard. I’m going to fuck you nice and hard while you watch Erin come a few times.

Erin whimpered, needing just exactly that. She was at the side of the bed so she had a clear view of Todd and Ben both.

Ben got to the bed, straddling Todd’s thighs as he held on to the footboard. Todd held up the bottle of lube. She watched, her bottom lip caught between her teeth as she knew Todd’s fingers, slick and sure, were sliding over Ben’s asshole and then inside to stretch and ready him.

Ben’s gaze lost some of its focus, going blurry with pleasure. Todd’s expression was one he usually wore when he topped them this way. So sure. Cocky. A little arrogant. It made her nearly insane with delight.

“Now, you’re ready for me. Get that ass down here.”

Ben lowered himself slowly onto Todd’s cock, groaning as he did. “Yes, god, yes. Fuck me, fuck me.”

“Such a noisy bottom.” Todd’s grin made Erin tingle, and then he looked to her, the remote in his hand. “And you. Wanton. I can scent your cunt from here. Your pussy is dark. It must like it when I do this.”

The piece that fit against her clit hummed in time with the egg, and she moaned.

Ben’s gaze roved over her body, pausing to watch when she rolled her hips, needing more.

And then Todd rolled his own hips and Ben hissed, that pain melting into a sound of pleasure.

“You can fuck your fist. But you can’t come yet.”

Ben let go with one hand and Todd squirted some lube into his palm. Her fingers dug into the arms of the chair as she watched Ben take his cock, fisting it a few times until he had to back off.

Todd kept control of the pace, fucking Ben just exactly how he wanted to.

He watched Ben and then looked over to Erin. The vibrations got harder, faster, until she was helpless to do anything but come, her back arching as she cried out.

She dragged her eyelids up to find both of them staring at her hungrily. It sent a bolt of heat through her to be desired so much. Nearly as hot as it made her to watch Todd rolling his hips, thrusting into Ben as Ben held on, one hand on his cock, the other on the footboard.