Richard. She’d said Fitzroy’s given name and now Hux wanted to hear her moan it.Hewanted to moan it.
“Then come here,” Hux managed to choke out.
She moved then, staggering steps across the room. Richard held out a hand to her, allowing him to draw her into the circle of both men. She lifted her mouth to Hux first and he took it, reveling in her as he always did, no matter how many times he’d felt those lips against his. He had never tired of her taste and he never would.
He sucked her tongue lightly and she made a little moan before she broke the contact. He slowly turned her toward Fitzroy and she smiled as she wrapped her arms around his neck. Hux watched as the other man leaned into her, careful, slow, exploratory as he first brushed his lips to hers and then fully kissed her.
Richard’s tongue made long, slow strokes against Zara’s, and Hux felt her go weak. He stepped closer, rocking his body against her from behind even as he shored her up with his weight at her back.
She reached up, cupping Hux’s chin with her hand, stoking against the persistent whiskers there as she continued to kiss Richard. Then she drew him down, into their space. Suddenly they were all kissing, tongues and breath merging in a heated frenzy. Hux cupped Richard’s face with one hand and slid his fingers between their bodies to stroke Zara’s nipple through the silk of her gown. She made a soft, barely human sound of pleasure and threw her head back, breaking the kiss at last.
Richard’s pupils were so dilated his eyes were almost black, and his voice was strained as he said, “Let’s take this back to my bedchamber, shall we?”
No one answered. They all just started moving, hands still gripping and sliding against each other even as they staggered back toward the bedchamber. The door had been left open, so they all filed in. Immediately, Richard tugged Zara to him, kissing her even more deeply than he had before. Hux shut the door, pressing his hand against it after he’d turned the key, bracing himself as he watched the woman he’d called lover for years drown in a man he both wanted and couldn’t fully trust.
And all he could think about was how much he wanted to lose himself in both of them. How much he wanted to surrender fully to the pleasure they were about to exchange. He just hoped he could.
* * *
Zara
Zara couldn’t breathe. No just because Richard’s mouth was locked against hers, his kisses becoming more commanding, more forceful with every expert swipe of his tongue. She was beginning to feel weightless, dizzy with this man’s attentions and with the knowledge of what was about to transpire between all three of them.
He broke the kiss, panting down at her with a look of almost…confusion in his eyes. About what, she couldn’t say. This was what they’d all agreed to, after all.
She trembled as she turned away and looked at Hux. He was standing frozen at the door, his hand gripped in a fist against the surface, just staring at the two of them.
“I want you,” she murmured, crooking her finger and knowing he would come. Hux always came when she called. And when he did so with that heated look of desire on his face…well, it was everything she’d ever wanted and more.
“Then you shall have me,” he said as he reached her, cupping her cheeks so gently as his mouth came down on hers. His tongue probed past her lips, tasting her, tasting Richard by default, and he let out a shuddering moan that made her thighs clench. Moving him had always been one of her greatest triumphs.
He stepped back and turned her around, unfastening her dress in a few expert flicks of his fingers. She watched Richard as he did so, holding his gaze boldly, judging every reaction as Hux finally slid his rough fingers to lift the soft fabric off her shoulders and the gown drooped around her waist, leaving her bared from there up.
“No undergarments,” Richard murmured.
“Never wears them,” Hux said, pushing her hair aside and lightly nibbling along the sensitive skin of her neck. “It makes life ever so much more fun.”
“I would say so,” Richard said as he reached out and cupped Zara’s breasts gently. He gasped as his fingers closed around the softness, as he rubbed a thumb back and forth against the hard nipple.
Electric pleasure rushed through Zara and she arched, pressing her head into Hux’s shoulder, feeling his fingers tighten against her arms as he offered her up to this other man and his sure touch.
“She tastes like a dream,” he murmured, his voice hypnotic.
Richard made a rumbling sound deep from his chest and bent, lifting Zara’s breast slightly and swirling his tongue around the hard tip. He sucked, first softly, then harder, and Zara cried out as she dug her fingers into his hair and held him against her body.
Hux was breathing heavily behind her now. She felt the ridge of his cock hardening against her backside and her mouth began to water for it.
“Shall I take the rest off?” Hux asked. “And show you what really makes her scream?”
Richard released her nipple with a wet pop. “I’d like that.”
He let his hands slide down over her abdomen. Together the men looped their fingers into the folded remainder of her gown and pushed, gliding it over her hips until she stood in only pretty stockings and slippers.
Hux went down on his knees behind her, dragging his mouth along her spine and over her backside as he did so. She jolted at the wet, hot path he had created, resting her hands on Richard’s shoulders to keep herself from falling over thanks to shaking knees and blurring vision.
Hux was licking and nipping her thighs, pressing his fingers against the pretty garters tied to hold her stockings up. “Should I leave them on or take them off?”
Zara looked down, expecting that he was asking her. But she realized as she did so that he was looking at Richard. And Richard was staring back, mouth a little slack, as if he was stunned.
