Unsurpassed (3 page)

He didn’t doubt it, not for one damn minute.

* * * * *

Aubree had more fun in the few hours she spent with Drew
than she could remember having in years. He teased without mercy and gave her
his full attention. At times, he left her breathless with laughter. The next
minute, he simply stole away the oxygen from the room with his hot glances. By
the time he walked her to her room, she was wondering why she’d spent so many
months lusting after two men she could never have. Leaning against the cool
wood of the hotel room door, she met his stare trying hard not to smile like an
idiot.

“This was fun.”

Drew’s eyes flashed. “If you ask nicely, I’ll let you take
me to bed.”

She shook her head at his antics. “What if I’m not feeling
especially nice?”

Drew brushed his hand over her hip. “You’re right. You did
feel naughty,” he agreed. Holding her stare, he bent closer, giving her time to
protest his advance. The door opened at Aubree’s back. If she hadn’t hit the
solid wall of Max’s chest, she might have ended up sprawled across the floor.
Tilting back her head, she took note of the angry expression on Max’s face
before switching her gaze back to Drew. His eyes danced with humor as he
mouthed, “Denied,” and Aubree slapped her hand over her mouth to smother her
giggles.

“Have a nice night, Drew.” Drew ignored Max’s snarling
words.

“May I see you again?”

“I’d like that,” she answered without hesitation. Max
growled. At the sound, Drew flashed him a cocky grin before giving her a wicked
version of it and turning away. As soon as he moved out of the doorway, Max
slammed it closed, focusing his ire on her. She’d never seen him truly angry
before now. She laughed nervously.

“Are you drunk?”

“No,” she answered, incredulous. “I’ve had two glasses of champagne
all night.”

“Your face is flushed.”

Aubree shrugged. “I’m happy. I had a good time.”

Max prowled toward her. The hard set of his jaw caused a
flutter of desire to run through her. “Did you forget who you came here with?”

Unable to think of a single retort, she shrugged again. “I’m
young and single. Why shouldn’t I enjoy myself?”

Max’s eyes flashed dangerously. His tone had a bite to it
when he spoke. “You are not single.”

Words failed her in the face of his heated gaze. She knew
there were a thousand arguments against his announcement. She couldn’t think of
a single one. His eyes swept over her body. Every place they paused cheered
with happiness. Her nipples hardened, and her muscles tensed, anticipating his
touch. With her focus completely ensnared by Max, Aubree jumped in surprise
when the warm weight of Ryan’s arm encircled her waist. Her heart raced.

“Whoa,” Ryan said. “What’s going on?” His calm tone went far
in the way of soothing her panic. Ryan had always been the body whisperer. When
he spoke, the smooth vibrations in his voice would run over the person’s skin,
relaxing their muscles faster than the world’s best massage. Max switched his
gaze to Ryan as he answered, saving Aubree from attempting to find the words
for what had passed between them.

“Drew was attempting to steal our girl. I was explaining to
Aubree how she has plenty to keep her entertained already. She’s no longer free
to go elsewhere.” Aubree didn’t know what she expected Ryan to say, but when
the silence stretched on, she looked over in an attempt to gauge his reaction.
To her surprise, he didn’t seem the least bit taken aback by Max’s
pronouncement. Instead, he merely looked thoughtful.

“I think we’ve been too patient with you,” he said after a
moment. Pulling out of his grasp, she faced off against him. “What are you
talking about?” Even as the panicked question left her lips, Aubree realized
she already knew the answer. She’d always known, really. She crossed her arms
underneath her breasts, then dropped them to her sides as the lessons they’d
taught her about being prepared for an attack filled her mind. The motion
didn’t go unnoticed by him. A quick smile passed over Ryan’s lips.

“Are you going to tell me you didn’t see this coming?” Ryan
asked quietly. She held her tongue as she realized she couldn’t force it to
shape such a lie. Max pressed his large frame against her back, engulfing her
in his embrace. Incapable of holding Ryan’s stare with Max’s erection pressing
against her ass, she instead chose to focus on the tan skin of Ryan’s chest. In
her shock, she hadn’t realized his shirt was unbuttoned, exposing his muscular
torso.

“Tell me you don’t want this,” Max demanded and God help
her, she could not. She opened her mouth to say the words, the ones ending this
game before it began and ruined everything between them. No sound escaped. At
her silence, Max’s lips touched her bare shoulder. Closing the distance between
them, Ryan tilted her chin up with his thumb, forcing her to meet his gaze.
Gone was the sweet Ryan she’d always known. In his place was a turned-on Alpha
male intent on consuming her.

Her mouth went dry. She swore she could almost taste the
lust hanging in the air. She heard the sound of her zipper sliding down. The
dress she wore loosened. Her brain detached from reality. Max’s hands pushed
the straps of her dress down her arms and his palms smoothed over the skin in
their wake. His touch scorched her even as Ryan’s mouth descended upon hers. When
his tongue boldly stroked hers, her mind snapped out of its reverie. She
realized her hands now clutched the lapels of his open shirt dragging him
closer. She was beyond reason, and living in a place where her body reigned
supreme. There was no going back.

Ryan held her face gently between his hands. The devouring
kiss belied his soft touch. Max’s teeth nipped at the skin of her neck before
he brushed his tongue over the spot as if in apology. She didn’t know which way
to move as her mind went into overload from the sensations of her body.
Flattening her palms against Ryan’s chest, she hummed in delight over the
hardened muscle beneath her fingertips. Impatience reared its head as she swept
her hands up his chest and over his shoulders, pushing his shirt down his arms.
Max’s touch fell away for a moment. A cool breeze touched her bare skin making
her realize he’d somehow divested her of her clothing while she’d been
distracted.

Ryan’s lips moved from her mouth to her throat. Max buried
his hand in her hair, tugging until she tilted her chin back far enough for him
to take over. If she had believed Ryan’s kiss to be intense, it was nothing in
comparison to Max’s bruising consumption of her lips. She couldn’t breathe.
There were too many mouths, too many hands, too many fingers. Max cupped her
breasts between his hands, kneading them gently, as his hot erection probed at
the globes of her ass, proving his clothes had gone the same way as hers.
Ryan’s teeth scraped along her stomach as he dropped down to his knees,
kneeling at her feet. Max held her tight against his chest, as her feet left
the floor. Ryan’s mouth opened wide over her dripping cunt. With her thighs on
Ryan’s shoulders, she kept a hand buried in each man’s hair as she fought to
hang on to some form of control.

This was her ultimate fantasy come to life. She struggled to
hold reality at bay. Ryan’s tongue slipped inside her channel and he growled
against her mound. “Damn, you taste fucking delicious.” At his words, Max
ripped his mouth away from hers and sucked in a deep breath as if calling on
his patience. She whimpered over the loss of his kiss. Her disappointment was
quickly forgotten as Ryan took her button between his teeth, nibbling gently.

“She’s ready,” Max announced, and Aubree fought back tears
as Ryan set her feet back on the ground, denying her the release she sought.
Bending at the waist, Max swept her into his arms. She instinctively wrapped
her arms around his neck as he headed for Ryan’s room. Catching a flash of a
box of condoms on the bedside table, she realized they’d been prepared and
waiting for her.

Ryan stripped out of the remainder of his clothing along the
way while Max set her down at the edge of the mattress. Climbing onto the bed,
Max settled back against the pillows and crooked his finger. Ryan placed his
lips against her ear as he gripped her hips between his hands. Speaking
quietly, he directed her movements. “Wrap your lips around his cock, but keep
your gorgeous ass in the air for me. Understand?”

“Yes.” Her answer came out sounding breathless. She didn’t
care. Ryan’s controlling attitude gave her the freedom to do the things she
wanted without guilt. Crawling up Max’s body, Aubree paused to nip at his inner
thigh. He sucked in a hiss. There was nothing soft about either man. They both
spent their days inside a gym and the result of their hard work was Aubree’s
reward. All the dreams she had of licking Max were finally coming true.
Gripping his shaft, she squeezed him lightly, lifting him toward her lips. A
drop of semen leaked from the tip. She watched its progression in fascination.

“You’re killing me, Aubree.” His words shook her from the
mesmerized haze. “I’ve been waiting for so long, baby. Let me feel your hot
tongue.”

Giving in to his demands, Aubree closed her mouth over his
crown. The taste of male and salt exploded across her taste buds. She barely
noticed the sound of Ryan ripping into the box of condoms. As the bulbous tip
of Max’s dick hit the roof of her mouth, Ryan’s hips settled against her ass.
His lips touched her spine. At the contact, Aubree sucked Max down her throat
causing him to moan. Ryan began pushing inside her. The higher Aubree’s lust
skyrocketed, the bolder her motions became. As Ryan rocked against her, he
encouraged her with words she could no longer hear. Her mind couldn’t function
beyond the needs of her body. When Ryan reached around, pinching her clit
between his thumb and forefinger, Aubree bucked against his hand. His fingers
were slick with her juices as he teased her button until the tingle exploded
into an uncontrollable spasm. Aubree’s orgasm caused her to tighten her throat
around Max’s staff as her inner muscles pulsed around Ryan’s cock. A hot jet of
semen filled her mouth. She swallowed against it. Max gripped her hair until her
head stung at the roots. He pumped his hips upward, riding out the waves of
pleasure. Ryan held her hips in place as he pounded against her. His fingers
dug into her skin as he shouted loudly with his release.

Ryan collapsed against her, pinning her between him and Max.
Almost as if by rote, Max and Ryan both rolled to their sides pulling her
between them. Cradled against Ryan’s chest, Max buried his face in her breasts.
She held his head there, enjoying the tiny sensations running through her as
his lips touched her nipple. Her breath came out in harsh gasps. An
overwhelming exhaustion weighed down her limbs. Closing her eyes, she gave up
the battle against it.

It seemed as if she’d only dozed off for a moment before
Ryan touched her shoulder pulling her from sleep. Glancing at the bedside
table, the red numbers on the clock proved she’d been asleep for around an
hour. “Sorry, baby,” he whispered, leaning over her. “I’m scheduled to teach a
self-defense class this morning, so I’ve got to head out, but I’ll be back in a
few hours. I didn’t want you to wake up wondering where I went.”

Thankfully, she was too tired for any sense of humiliation
to rear its head. “Okay,” she answered sleepily as he bent to touch his lips to
hers. Ryan took her bottom lip between his own, making no other move to deepen
the kiss. It was a sweet moment, one filled with promise, and despite her
exhaustion, hope filled her chest.

The only light in the room was streaming from the open
bathroom doorway. Aubree used it to watch Ryan finish dressing. The muscles in
his back flexed as he tugged a t-shirt over his head. A flutter began in her
stomach. It seemed she would never adjust to having such sexy men around her
even after they’d been inside her. With one last kiss on her cheek, Ryan gave
Max a pointed look, one that left Aubree curious. Any questions she had died on
her lips as Max’s arm fell across her side and he drew her backward into his
embrace. Tucked against Max’s chest with his warm breath fanning across her
hair, Aubree’s eyes fell closed once more.

* * * * *

Ryan was back before Max and Aubree had the chance to get
going for the day. The previous night’s events left him wanting more. The
memory of Aubree’s body tightening around his cock combined with the expression
on Max’s face as she took him down her throat, had him determined to recreate
both reactions. There was nothing sexier than Max in throes of passion. Before
he got the chance to lure Aubree back to bed, a knock landed on the door. He
moved to answer it before the sound caught Aubree’s attention. The last thing
he wanted was for her to get dressed. Drew stood on the other side with his
feet braced apart and his arms crossed over his chest. Since his friendship
with Drew had landed them this weekend stay, Ryan decided to play nice. Pasting
on a fake smile, he greeted Drew with such enthusiasm it seemed ridiculous even
to him. “Hey man! What brings you around?”

Drew’s eyes moved over his shoulder. Ryan knew immediately
he was there for Aubree, and Drew’s first words confirmed it. “Can Aubree come
out and play?”

Ryan bit back a curse. Even though Drew’s presence meant
their plan was working, he wasn’t ready to hand over Aubree quite yet. “You
just missed her,” Ryan lied blatantly. Drew seemed genuinely disappointed. Ryan
didn’t feel an ounce of guilt. Waiting would feed Drew’s interest.

“Okay. Well, tell her I’ll be here at noon tomorrow to take
her to lunch.”

Ryan held onto his smile by force of will alone. “Not giving
her a chance to refuse, huh?” He worried that some of his true feelings bled
into the question when Drew eyed him carefully. Ryan kicked his smile up a
notch in compensation.

“You know me,” Drew answered after a moment. “I’m ruthless
when I want something.”