“I’m jealous,” Rule said, his teeth gritted as he grabbed me by the neck and stared at me. “Of you. Of her.”
Because I couldn’t fill in the blanks with questions or assumptions, Rule had always been the one to talk. He was very vocal when it was just me and him, and though he rarely delved into an emotional landfill like he was now, I’d always figured it was only a matter of time. He didn’t like to keep me guessing.
“Do I fit into this?” His voice was so low I only heard it because of our proximity.
I looked him in the eye and nodded.
“How?”
I kissed him, ensuring he understood I wanted him as much as I wanted Laikyn. Yes, I could imagine my life with one or the other because I was captivated by them both. But the two of them … at the same time … I couldn’t imagine a more perfect existence. And why the hell not? Why couldn’t we venture down that road? Laikyn and Rule complemented one another in so many ways. He was reason to her chaos. She was confidence to his reticence, energy to his restraint. Together, they were unstoppable. Together, they completed me.
Rule’s bewilderment gave way to need. He took control, owning me with his kiss. I found myself backed up to the kitchen island, the weight of him holding me there as his tongue plundered my mouth. I kissed him back, but I surrendered, letting him know that nothing had changed. We were still us. We always would be.
Finally, some of the tension in his body eased, and he released me, stepping back to look me in the eyes. I remained there for a moment until I was satisfied I’d relayed my intentions as best I could. He gave a quick nod, then turned and left the room. I expected to hear the garage door slam, but I heard footsteps on the stairs instead. He wasn’t leaving, he was going to his bedroom.
I returned to the couch on the patio, but I was no longer watching television. My thoughts had ventured down a dark and winding path. One that included the three of us. Together. In all ways that mattered.
* * *
Laikyn
With satisfaction emanating from every pore, Istepped back and studied the painting. I wasn’t sure I’d ever been more proud of something I’d created as I was this sunset. It spoke to me. Perhaps not because of the vivid colors of the sky, the shadows that darkened the depths of the water, or the white cresting the tips of the waves. Those brought it life and gave warmth to the image, but it was more than that.
It reminded me of Rule and the moment that led up to where we were now.
Of course, I wasn’t exactly sure where that was. My attempts to talk to him today had gone unanswered. Since that wasn’t unusual, I’d pretended not to worry. I refused to regret what happened with Jinx last night, but I would be the first to admit I hadn’t thought about Rule one single time. Not until this morning when I woke up, still in Jinx’s arms, wishing that Rule had been there, too. Not in Jinx’s place, but there with us.
It was crazy. I knew that. To think that I even deserved men like Rule or Jinx was absurd. And to fantasize that somehow this could turn into more with both of them … I was obviously losing my mind. It was one thing to have sex with them, to be shared between them, because sex had nothing to do with love. Yet, over the past month, I’d gotten quite comfortable with both of them.
Sighing, I pulled my smock off and draped it on the hook by the door. I took a few minutes to put away my paints and clean my brushes. I was stalling. I wasn’t sure whether Rule was home yet, but I hoped the longer I took, the more time he had to get here. I needed to talk to him about last night, to let him know that something had changed between me and Jinx. At least for me. I didn’t want Rule to see it on my face because I doubted I was capable of hiding it. Never had I experienced anything like that before. It had changed me, and there was no reason to pretend otherwise.
As I stood at the door, I glanced around the room, cataloging everything to ensure it was where it belonged. More stalling. And when I clicked off the light, I took a deep breath and opened the door. I pressed the button lock on the inside knob and double-checked that I had the key in my pocket before pulling the door closed.
I could do this. I could talk to Rule without trying to seduce him. Without trying to use sex to make a complicated situation … not complicated. And perhaps, between now and then, I could come up with the right words to tell Rule that I was in love with them both, although I’d promised it would never happen. Words that wouldn’t have him running for the hills or throwing anI told you soin my face.
Before I made it out of the small alcove that hid the door from the outdoor entertainment area, I heard voices. The only lights came from the house, spilling out over the outdoor living space. I stopped instantly, gripping the wall as my brain processed the scene before me. There weren’t multiple voices. Only one. One very dominant, very gravelly voice that trickled into the night, carried on a wave of lust.
Rule’s voice.
I sucked in a gasp when I realized I was watching Rule fucking Jinx.
Every inch of my skin flashed hot, and my core clenched tightly. Arousal flooded my system and caused my blood to rush loudly in my ears.
Jinx was standing on one foot, the other resting on the cushion, his hands curled over the back of the sofa as he leaned forward. Rule stood behind him, a hard grip on his waist as he railed him with punishing thrusts of his hips. I knew I should step back into the alcove, close my eyes, and block it out, but I couldn’t look away.
I heard the guttural growl of Rule’s voice, but I couldn’t make out what he was saying. I imagined a dozen dirty things coming out of his mouth, each one filthier than the one before.
No one can give you this. No one but me.
Is this what you want? My cock buried deep in your ass?
Take me, Jinx. Take every fucking inch.
My nipples were so tight they hurt, and my pussy clenched and released as though that might relieve the ache that built as I watched Rule fuck Jinx. But when Rule curled his hand around Jinx’s throat and pulled his head back as he rammed in harder and faster, I nearly came from the visual alone. Rule grunted and groaned, the sounds growing louder, drifting off into the night. Jinx grabbed his cock and began jerking roughly as Rule leaned in, his mouth close to Jinx’s ear.
Oh, how I wished I was close enough to hear what Rule was saying. What dirty words were causing Jinx’s body to draw up tight? Whatever he said, it triggered Jinx’s release because he came, his cock in his fist. A second later, Rule slammed into him one final time and roared his release to the heavens.
I did step back then, hiding in the alcove as I hugged the wall and hoped they hadn’t realized I’d been there. As hot as it was to witness, I had no business watching them. Not without their permission, anyway.
