Taken by Two (6 page)

“Why did
you
come here? To Colombia?”

“Oh, to take Rex’s survival course.”

“So that’s how you got clean, by spending a week in the jungle?”

He shook his head, a look of regret falling like a curtain. “No, I left the second night—ended up in Medellin and…” He trailed off and never finished, the sadness washing over him. I kissed the soft skin of his collarbone, my kisses trailing up his neck until my lips crashed onto his, his lips opening as my tongue slid in. The bulge of his erection in his fitted jeans drew my hand to it, stroking up and down as it grew. “Nate,” I moaned. “Penny, stop…” His hand covered mine, pulling it away from his hardness.

“Why?” I was confused. “Is everything okay between us?”

He smiled and stroked my cheek. “Everything is perfect. I’m so…I’m insane about you, babe. But Rex said no sex, kisses and cuddles only.”

I sighed, annoyed at the control Rex wielded. “He won’t know—we don’t have to do what he says!” I moved to stroke him again, but his grasp on my wrist stopped me.

“Rex knows
everything
that happens around here. And…it’s not that I
have
to obey him, it’s that I
want
to obey him.”

He kissed me again before sitting up. “Dinner is at seven. We’re getting dressed up.”

“Dressed up? I was given a few pairs of jeans, shirts, flats—I have no idea where the dress I had on went to.”

“I’m sure he’ll take care of it. I need to go return a few emails and get ready. Don’t worry! You have two men who are obsessed with you.” He winked at me before climbing out of bed and leaving my room.

Nate was such a comforting presence to me; I felt a sense of loss every time he left my side.
Dinner…
My stomach rumbled—I hadn’t eaten since the pastries Nate brought to bed that morning. When I was a captive here, my meals were brought to me on a tray. Now, I really wasn’t sure what my place in the house was. Rex said I was a guest, but I didn’t feel like a guest. I felt like the new kid on the block at a place I never wanted to leave.

The clock by the bed said it was a quarter to six. I took a long shower, shaving everywhere I hoped would later be licked, in the gorgeous shower.
He did all this for her...
I couldn’t help but be jealous that Rex loved someone—I already knew deep inside I only wanted him to love me.
Me, and Nate
, I thought. Nate said she left two years ago—but Rex still wore a heavy gold wedding band on his left ring finger.
Evelyn
…her name was immersed in the sea of ink on his tanned skin. Another name floated next to it, Noah. The name Noah was intertwined with a rose, the Virgin Mary overlooking it. During our time together, I wanted to ask Rex about his tattoos—they clearly were meaningful to him, and not decoration—but got the feeling Rex didn’t much like to be asked personal questions.

When I emerged from the long, steamy shower, I noticed a bathrobe hanging on a hook near the door. I didn’t remember it being there before. I dried off with one of the fluffy white towels, and wrapped my long hair in another. The robe was warm as I slipped it on. Maria must have come in while I was showering and I didn’t even notice it, I assumed.

Wrapped in the cozy robe, I walked out to the bedroom to figure out what to wear and saw a dress bag draped across the bed. The faint smell of cologne lingered—one that wasn’t Nate’s signature scent. This one was…earthy, clean, and very masculine.
Rex?
I wondered. I shook my head—I couldn’t imagine Rex splashing on cologne. I thought the bag would contain the tiny red dress I wore the night Nate drugged me, but as I pulled the zipper down, I gasped. A delicate ivory silk gown was inside—the tiniest spaghetti straps clinging to the satin hanger. The gown was exquisite—far softer and more feminine than anything I’d normally go for. Satin pumps rested at the bottom of the bag—everything was my size.
This had to be Nate!

I dried my hair and put the gown on—it felt like a dream against my skin. My only regret was I didn’t have any makeup to apply. Nate took me from
The Penelope
without even a purse—I rarely bring much down to the club since I live upstairs and don’t pay for anything in the hotel.
Just a little eyeliner would make all the difference
, I thought as I cringed in the mirror before walking from the room.

Nate was standing in the hallway outside, his dark suit shining as his face lit up when he saw me. “Penny, you look…you just took my breath away.” He dipped down to kiss me, his tall frame bending to wrap around me. “Wow, just wow,” he whispered as our lips parted. “You’re so eloquent tonight,” I teased. His eyes roamed over me before settling on mine, his expression serious. “I’m speechless, yes, but Penny, I’m falling in love with you.” My heart pounded, my palms went sweaty. I felt the same for him, but I couldn’t stop thinking about Rex. I never believed you could truly be in love with more than one person, but now I wasn’t so sure.

Nate took my arm and started us walking. “Can’t be late for King Rex, babe, he doesn’t do late.” He walked me to a wall of glass at the back of the house and outside. The night was warm and sticky—the raw sounds of the jungle all around. We went down a short pathway lined with lighted palm trees. We turned a corner and my eyes drank in a large infinity pool, lit from underneath, with flowers floating across the smooth surface of the water. In the corner, a cabana was lit with candles, and the vision of Rex standing from a chair surprised me. I almost didn’t recognize him—he was in a suit. Not a shiny designer suit like Nate wore, but a simple dark suit that strained to fit around his muscled body.

“It fit,” he said gruffly, pointing at the dress as he approached. “
You
left the dress?” He nodded, reaching for me and pulling me toward him. “Yeah, and I don’t fucking shop much, so…I did my best. I’ve wanted to see you in something fluid—your curves deserve to be set free, worshipped—not contained in a too-tight dress.”

I leaned in to give him a kiss on the freshly-shaven cheek he offered. The scent…it was the same as the cologne smell in my room. “I wish I had some makeup,” I pouted, rubbing at my eyes. “Cover up that divine skin? Penelope, there’s no cosmetic that could improve the perfection of your beauty tonight.”

Soft Rex always threw me off balance, and I never knew how long it would last. “Thank you,” I said quietly as the two men led me to a table covered in tall candles and fragrant tropical flowers. Nate pulled out my chair as Rex pulled a bottle of Champagne from a silver ice bucket. With little flourish, he popped the cork and poured the bubbling contents into three crystal flutes. He handed us each a glass, my eyes darting to Nate. “Alcohol isn’t his drug of choice, Penny. Life would be easier if it were,” Rex answered in response to my unspoken question. “Amen to that,” Nate chuckled. “Okay, here’s my goddamn toast. To whatever the mother fuck this thing is,” Rex raised his glass as we did the same, clinking them together.

Rex quickly abandoned the bubbly for bourbon, with Nate and I splitting two bottles of wine as we ate. I wasn’t sure if the house staff made the meal, or if it had been catered in, but the food was as good as the best starred restaurant in Vegas—and I dined at them far too frequently to be good for my figure. By the time we made it to dessert, a warm crème brulee served by Maria, Rex’s hand searched my inner thigh, snaking its way up to my skimpy panties as I struggled to focus on finishing dessert. As I slid my dish back, Nate’s long fingers skimmed my other thigh.

Rex’s hand slid down to my knee before leaving my skin wanting his touch. He stood up and slid off his suit jacket, carefully placing it over his chair. “Do you swim, Penny?” I nodded, unable to speak as he removed his cufflinks and placed them on the table. “Good exercise, and an important survival skill,” he said as he pulled his black tie loose. “I’ve never understood the purpose of a tie,” he sighed, wrapping it around his thick wrist. I peeled my eyes from him to look at Nate—who sat rapt, his full attention on Rex.

“Maria,” he gestured toward the darkness, the maid scurrying from some unseen staging area. “We’re finished. Can you make sure we’re not disturbed? Take tomorrow off—dinner was delicious.” She nodded and answered, “Thank you, Mr. Renton,” in perfect English.

When she’d cleared the remaining dishes and left the pool area, Rex unbuttoned his shirt, letting it fall to the ground. The sight of his bare skin glowing in the candlelight, the strong muscles of his chest emerging from the formal clothes, was so erotic my thighs clenched in response. He ran a hand through his hair, as if to loosen it from the restrictive hair product he’d swiped through it. “Sorry guys, I don’t normally do dates and shit. I’m so far out of my comfort zone—but, I wanted to step into your world for a few hours, make an effort.” He glanced down at his crisp leather shoes, reaching down to slip out of them. He continued, “But I’m going for a swim.”

Pulling his long leather belt off, he momentarily wrapped it around his hands before dropping it to the ground. We were speechless, our eyes fixated on his powerful body frame. Nate gulped audibly as Rex yanked at the button of his pants, letting them fall. There was nothing underneath—just Rex’s inked skin, and his heavy cock emerging as it was let loose from the confining fabric. I wanted to watch Nate, to gauge his reaction to Rex’s nakedness, but my own lusty eyes wouldn’t budge. I drank him in, the metal piercings reflecting in the candlelight. “Join me if you want,” he offered as he turned to walk toward the deep end of the pool, his firm muscled ass a work of art as he moved.

He dove in, his sculpted body crossing the length of the pool in fluid lines. “He’s beautiful,” Nate finally managed to sputter, his hand seeking my skin.

“Yes,” I nodded. “You
both
are.”

He leaned in to kiss me, the warmth of his lips radiating through me. My fingers sought out his swollen cock, straining against the satiny suit pants. “
God, Penny, I want you so much
,” he husked.

“Come swim, you goddamn lovebirds. I didn’t say you could kiss,” Rex’s sharp voice barked at us from across the pool deck.

Nate immediately stood, pulling me to my feet.

“We’re coming,” Nate answered, his eyes never leaving mine. His fingers reached up to hook through the narrow straps of my silk gown, pulling them over my shoulders and down by body until the dress sat in a pool of fabric at my feet. With his hands in mine, he guided me out of the heels and walked me toward the pool in only the skimpy silk panties.

Rex was still swimming laps, the toned muscles of his body pushing effortlessly through the water. Nate walked me to the edge, holding my hand as I sat on the rim of the pool, my feet dangling in the warm, salty water. Despite the driving lust that racked him, Nate backed up into the shadows and leaned against a palm tree, fully dressed in contrast to our nakedness. He would follow Rex’s instruction, even if it left him frustrated and excluded.

He’s going to fuck me in front of Nate, just to make him suffer
, I thought with a mixture of excitement and dread. After several long moments, Rex ducked underwater and swam the length of the pool, emerging between my legs. “I crave you like a drug, Princess,” Rex nearly moaned, pulling off the thin panties. His hands parted my thighs as his face sunk into me in animalistic need. My hands fisted at his wet hair, desperate for more contact as his agile tongue poked at my pussy.

His mouth continued to work me as I leaned back, pressing into him, begging for more as he teased me. On the brink of climax, he withdrew his tongue from me, his arms wrapping around my waist. “Please don’t stop,” I begged. “Patience,” he scolded, his tongue darting around his lips, slick with my arousal.

He pulled me into the water with him, turning me around to face Nate as his hard cock pressed against me in the warm water. Nate’s expression was obscured by the darkness, but his hand rested on the bulge of the erection straining against his pants. Rex motioned to Nate as he sunk into me, his thick cock impaling me in one motion. The intense shock of having him so deep, so suddenly, shook me, my body grasping against his as I strained to focus on Nate, who was walking toward us.

With my hands braced on the side of the pool, Rex withdrew and slammed into me again, driving my limp body against the tile wall. Rex said something to Nate, but I was too far gone from his continued slow, driving thrusts to focus on what they were talking about. Nate answered, then started to undress—the falling away of his crisp linen shirt revealing his perfect six-pack abs, the deep V of his toned torso tantalizing me like eye candy.

Nate’s luscious naked body walked toward us, Rex still relentlessly fucking me from behind as his head rested on my shoulder. “Sit on the edge in front of her,” he grunted to Nate. Rex’s powerful body pressed me forward, toward Nate’s long cock hovering larger than life in front of me. My mouth watered, I wanted to touch him but knew I was expected to wait for Rex’s instruction.

“Suck him,” was all Rex said, low and gravelly, as he wrapped his fist around the mass of hair at the base of my neck, shoving my willing mouth onto Nate’s swollen cock. I gagged as Rex pressed me farther, Nate’s hardness scraping the back of my throat and beyond. “Swallow,” he grunted, his pace never relented as he fucked me to oblivion. His left hand found my clit, stroking it as he fucked me from behind. Nate moaned as I sucked him, his hands buried in the back of my head as our rhythm increased—the three of us immersed in a symbiotic union of ecstasy as we climaxed together.