Travis (27 page)

“You’ve
still got a few feet to go before we get there,” she whispered against his
throat. Apparently she was all for getting him to blow before he was ready
because she chose that moment to press her mouth against his neck, licked him
and then bit him. Hard.

Holy.
Fucking. Shit
.

Travis’
body took over, chewing up the remaining space between where they stood in the
hallway, and the room Gage had disappeared into. Agility and poise evaded him
as soon as he set his sights on her gigantic bed, causing him to drop her right
onto the mattress and eliciting another giggle from her.

“Take
the clothes off or I’m ripping them clean off your body.”

The
seductive little half smile that came back at him had Travis yanking his own
shirt – one he had borrowed from Gage – over his head. He dropped it to the
floor and then turned to look at Gage.

“That
goes for you too.” Keeping his voice firm, Travis took a step toward him,
noticing his shirt was untucked which meant he’d at least heard the warning.
“There’re no personal invitations.”

Surprisingly,
a teasing grin lifted the very corners of Gage’s lips, and he glanced over
Travis’ shoulder. He hoped like hell the man was looking at a naked woman. And
then Gage was on the move, his shirt coming off and dropping to the floor
beside Travis’ as he closed the distance between them.

“The
same goes for you,” Gage warned. “You’ve got as many clothes on as I do.”

Now
that was one problem Travis was more than happy to solve. Without haste, he
toed off his boots and kicked them to the side, his jeans were the next to go,
and he took his boxers with them to avoid wasting any more time.

“Happy?”
he asked Gage. His ego inflated as Gage stood before him, seemingly riveted by
his body. The way his brown eyes darkened, the hunger palpable, felt as though
he’d been injected with power.

And
then it was Gage’s turn to lose the jeans and boots and Travis found him in the
same position Gage had been. Staring at the man, admiring the taut, bronze
skin, the shifting planes of muscle across his chest, the flexing cords through
his arms. The man was spectacular.

And
then he was gone.

Shit.

Travis
turned in time to see Gage crawling across the mattress, all masculine grace as
he loomed right over a very naked Kylie. He was stunned motionless as he
watched Gage ease his body over hers. He managed to see her beautiful alabaster
skin, her gorgeous breasts tipped a dusky rose for mere seconds before she was
covered entirely by a sexy, mouthwatering man.

They
were fucking gorgeous together.

“No
personal invitations, remember,” Gage growled, a subtle reminder that he was
standing there like an idiot.

He
could’ve been knocked upside the head with a brick, but Travis was rendered entirely
fucking immobile. It was as though he had no idea what to do and wasn’t that
the fucking biggest joke to be played on him. Travis didn’t usually falter, he
didn’t normally hesitate, yet here he was, unabashedly transfixed by how
incredibly beautiful these two people were.

Hard
against soft.

Masculine
versus feminine.

Danger
contrasted by caution.

“Come
here.” Kylie’s gentle voice beckoned him, and Travis took a tentative step
toward the bed, suddenly feeling as though this were his first time and he
wasn’t sure how to proceed.

Placing
one knee on the mattress, Travis leaned over, holding himself up with his arms
as he eased up beside them, his arm brushing Gage’s.

As
Kylie lay beneath Gage, one of her soft, cool hands came up to caress Travis’ cheek
as she looked at him. Gage shifted, falling to her side so that she was between
them on her back.

“I’m
thinking one of you should kiss me now,” she mentioned, grinning as though she
knew a secret and they’d been purposely left out. When neither of them moved,
Kylie looked directly at him and whispered, “Kiss me, Travis.”

And
he did. Oh, how he did. Travis got lost in the enchanting taste of her, the
feel of her soft skin against his hard chest. The room smelled like lavender
and vanilla, teasing his senses as she teased his tongue with deft,
compassionate licks.

When
Kylie moved, Travis followed, his mouth never breaking free of hers. Once she
was propped up on the pillows, he released her mouth, staring down at her, his
chest tightening painfully, a flurry of uncertainty stirring in his stomach.
What was about to happen next would not be undone. No matter what Travis feared
would happen, when this night was through, he wouldn’t be able to walk away
from either of them. He just didn’t want them to know that yet. He was scared
to death to even accept it himself.

He
had never believed that this was in his future. No matter what he’d prayed for night
after night. And he wasn’t referring to the threesome either. He’d had plenty
of those. But this was different. Kylie and Gage were different. This was…
more.

Gage’s
big body moved into Travis’ field of vision once again, and he eased back over
to one side of Kylie, his gaze raking over the hard muscled chest now reclining
in the same position Travis was in. With Kylie between them, now comfortable on
her frilly pillows, Travis tried to figure out just what he was supposed to do
but he was stripped bare, every emotion he’d ever hidden suddenly begging for
release, and it scared the shit out of him.

“I
want this,” Kylie whispered as though he needed to be reassured. “I absolutely
want this.”

So
did he. Desperately. But his brain wasn’t picking up on the clues that his body
was sending. His arms and legs should be moving, his mouth was supposed to be
relearning her curves, but he was stone still.

Gage
leaned over Kylie’s prone form, his mouth hovering just inches from Travis’,
startling him for a second as he tried to figure out what to do, where to put
his hands. Shit, he couldn’t sit here like a fool, hoping that he wasn’t about
to have a nervous breakdown.

Then
Gage kissed him.

Oh,
hell yes.

Firm
but gentle, his smooth, warm lips pressed against his and Travis closed his
eyes, tilting his head and opening his mouth until their tongues met. It was exquisite
and terrifying at the same time. Making love wasn’t an unusual concept for
Travis – after all, he’d been in love with Kylie, and they’d made love more
times than he could count when they were together. But this… Sure, he’d been in
a wide range of threesomes but never had it been like this.

Once
again there was movement, and suddenly Travis was the one on his back, Gage
kneeling over him, one muscular leg trapped between both of Travis’, while Gage’s
hard, smooth cock brushed against his thigh.

“Fuck,”
Travis exhaled sharply. “I don’t –” Travis clamped his mouth shut before he
could admit that he didn’t know how to handle this situation. It was too much
for him. Too much feeling, too many things running through his head.

“Close
your eyes,” Gage ordered and Travis lowered his lids. “Don’t open them until I
tell you.”

Travis
went back to holding his breath, Gage’s body shifting off of him and much
lighter weight coming down over him.

Kylie.

He
reached for her, gliding his fingers through the long, silky strands of her
hair while he kept his eyes closed painfully tight. Soft, gentle kisses trailed
blazing heat across his chest, slowly moving south. Her mouth paused by his
nipple, her tongue darting out to lick him, followed by a warm puff of air. His
entire body tingled.

Strong,
rough hands planted on his thighs and Travis’ entire lower body surged up from
the bed in response. Just the feel of Gage’s skin touching his set him off like
a lit fuse to a pyrotechnics display.

Nope,
there was absolutely no way he was making it through this unscathed.

Not
that he would have ever believed he would.

♂♂♀

Truth
be told, Gage would’ve never predicted that Travis would get caught up in the emotion.
Enough so that he was glassy eyed and confused.

He
kinda liked it.

Knowing
that the man with the bullet proof heart could get tongue tied and, yes,
nervous, was a relief.

But,
as much as he wanted to dissect Travis’ reactions, Gage was much more
interested in touching him. He’d been limited in the shower earlier,
overwhelmed by what Kylie and Travis had been doing to him that he hadn’t had
much opportunity.

He
had it now.

With
Kylie kneeling beside Travis, her tongue teasing and tormenting him as she
trailed over his chest, Gage placed his palms on Travis’ wide muscled thighs,
focusing on the thick shaft laying heavy and hard against his stomach. Gage was
more than willing, way past ready to divulge, his mouth itching with the need
to taste Travis. Between the possessive, defensive response that Kylie had to
Ellie, the waitress at Moonshiners, and Travis’ uncharacteristic nervousness,
Gage was ready to take this to an entirely different level.

There
was no room in his head for thoughts of anything else that had happened that
day. And for that he was grateful.

There
was so much going on right there in Kylie’s bedroom, nothing else seemed important.
The lust and desire was dense in the cool air. But there was also something
else. It was as though a portal had been opened, and the three of them were
being lured by their hearts, rather than just their bodies. It was going to be
explosive, that was a given, but Gage felt a strange surge of need warring
inside of him. What happened in the shower back at his house was a precursor to
this cataclysmic encounter he just prayed he survived.

As
Kylie continued trailing kisses down Travis’ ridged stomach, getting closer and
closer to his throbbing sex, Gage massaged Travis’ thighs as he watched. She
was so fucking beautiful, so damn sensual and he didn’t even think she knew it.
That’s what made it all the more intense.

When
his eyes met Kylie’s, he smiled. Time to kick it up a notch and with Travis at
his mercy, Gage was more than willing to take control. In fact, he was desperate
to do so.

“Move
up closer to his head and turn around,” Gage directed. Her eyebrow tipped up in
question, but she didn’t say anything. She pushed to her knees and crawled up
near the headboard, facing away from him. “Go on. I want you to watch while I suck
him, but I want his tongue buried inside of you while I do. And I want to be
able to see your beautiful face.”

Kylie
nodded as though he needed to know she was in agreement, and that’s when Travis
engaged, his arms darting out over and around her hips, twisting her until she
was facing Gage, and then pulling her so that she had no choice but to straddle
Travis’ head or fall on top of him. Once she was situated, Gage moved in
between Travis’ legs, forcing them farther apart so he could kneel comfortably.

“Put
your hands on the headboard. And don’t release it until I tell you to.” Gage
gave Kylie a wicked grin, thoroughly enjoying the rush of power. “That’s it.
Spread them all the way out and grip the edges.” To know that he had both of
them at his mercy was a heady rush and he found that he liked it.

Rightfully
so, Gage wasn’t usually the one in control. Too many times he’d been the one
taking direction. Not tonight.

Kylie’s
soft moan echoed through the room, and Gage glanced down between her legs,
seeing Travis’ chin jutting upward as he went to work licking her.

Shit.
So much hotter than he expected. Kylie was astride Travis’ head, her knees
buried in the mattress, her toned thighs gripping the sides of Travis’ face and
he was eating her like a starving man.

Because
he couldn’t resist, Gage leaned down, sliding his tongue up the entire length
of Travis’ straining cock from root to tip, teasing the slit briefly before
reversing. He growled, deep in his chest as Travis’ taste exploded on his tongue,
his head suddenly light as a wave of passion crashed through him.

Another
growl tore free, but this time it was Travis, which in turn triggered Kylie to
moan as the vibration must have ricocheted against her pussy.

Gage
thought about looking up, but he refused to take his mouth from Travis’ cock,
so he settled for listening to her pleasure rather than seeing it. His
peripheral vision allowed him a small glimpse of Kylie slowly grinding her hips
down on Travis’ mouth. He knew if he looked up, he’d see her hands gripping the
headboard and her lovely tits thrusting toward him.

When
Travis’ hips took on a life of their own, Gage got situated, taking him in his
mouth, slowly lowering his head until he was nearly halfway down, his tongue
gliding over the vein running down the length. Another growl from Travis
ratcheted up the temperature in the room, and Gage damn near lost it. Gripping
his thick cock firmly at the base, he cupped his balls firmly with one hand
while sucking him in earnest, taking Travis as deep in his throat as he could.

He’d
only ever dreamed about this, wondered what it would be like. It was absolutely
nothing like he expected. Making Travis lose control was so much better than
Gage could’ve ever imagined.

“Oh,
my…” Kylie’s words pierced the air, her breaths labored, and the bed rocking as
Gage ruthlessly devoured Travis’ cock, pulling back at the last minute, making
sure he wasn’t going to come. But that didn’t stop Travis from sending Kylie
over the edge, her body straining as she fought to hold on to the headboard as
was Gage’s instruction.

Knowing
that foreplay was going to be limited because he was overly anxious to bury his
cock inside of one of them, Gage gave Travis a brief reprieve. Crawling up the
length of Travis’ body, Gage propped himself on one knee, bending his other leg
over Travis so that his cock was hovering directly above the man’s mouth.

He
cupped Kylie’s breasts as he looked down at Travis now trapped beneath him.
“Suck me,” he ordered. The man didn’t need more guidance because he pulled
Gage’s cock into the moist cavern of his mouth, without using his hands. Gage
pistoned his hips, driving his cock deeper, over and over until he knew he was
at the same point Travis had been seconds before.

He
had to forcefully pull his cock from Travis’ mouth because the man was working
him too well, obviously intent on making Gage lose it.

Well,
that wasn’t happening.

Yet.

“I’m
not going to come yet,” he choked out, and he damn near didn’t make it, his
body gearing up to explode as Travis took control and gripped his cock with his
hand.

Pulling
away abruptly because Travis seemed hell bent on pushing him over the edge,
Gage climbed off the bed and went in search of his jeans. That’s when he
realized that he didn’t have a condom. The last one he’d kept in his wallet he
had used when he was with Kylie.

“Top
drawer,” Kylie told him, and he glanced over at her, suddenly torn between
being jealous that she would have condoms on hand and gratitude that she’d had
enough sense to be prepared.

“Or
in my wallet,” Travis called out as he flipped Kylie onto her back, her squeal
of laughter making Gage forget about the jealousy. He found the unopened box of
condoms in the dresser she’d pointed to and sent up a silent thank you as he
quickly tore into it, retrieving two condoms and then passing one over to
Travis.

Without
even waiting for him to join them, Travis quickly donned the condom and then
lined up and thrust into Kylie as Gage watched from the sidelines. His dick
throbbed as he watched, realizing two things at once. One, Travis was proving a
point that he was and would always be in control and two, Travis was giving
himself over to Gage this first time.

He
damn near came in his fucking hand as he slid the latex over himself. Kylie
watched him as he moved onto the bed with them, a satisfied smirk on her face
that told him she loved every second of this power play between the two of
them.

When
Travis began pumping into her, Gage reminded himself what he was supposed to be
doing although he was pretty sure he’d be satisfied watching the tight, rippled
muscles of his back flex as he held his weight above her, driving his hips
forward.

“Top.
Drawer.” Kylie’s words cut through the lusty fog in Gage’s brain, and he leaned
over Travis, opening the top drawer of her nightstand where she was currently
looking.

Holy
shit.

This
woman had an arsenal of sex toys right there at her disposal. And of course,
there was the one thing he needed.

Lube.

Right.
Lube.

Not
the giant purple vibrator that… Ok, he’d check that out later. For now, he
needed to focus. Gage retrieved the bottle as Travis slowed his pace, glancing
over his shoulder.

“I
want you inside me right fucking now,” Travis growled, and a sharp tingle ran
up Gage’s spine as if he just realized what was about to happen.

Yeah,
that made two of them.

In
seconds, Gage was lining his cock up behind Travis, stroking himself, his
fingers lubed as he drove them in Travis’ tight ass without teasing him first. Travis
stilled, looking at him over his shoulder. “Now. I want you fucking me
now
,
dammit.”

Gage
replaced his fingers with his cock after only two strokes, shoving in deep, the
invasion intimate and aggressive at the same time. Leaning over, he pressed his
mouth to Travis’ back, closing his eyes as he was overwhelmed with sensation.
The heat of Travis’ body consumed him, enveloped him and made him feel things
he knew he’d feel, but wasn’t exactly sure how to process.

Thankfully,
Travis had managed to emerge from his original haze because Gage suddenly
didn’t know what to do. He was so overcome with emotion, his eyes meeting
Kylie’s as he kissed Travis’ back repeatedly while he held his body in check.
He was seriously going to have to work on getting his hips to obey his brain’s command.

♀♂♂

The
moment Gage was inside of Travis, Kylie knew. Even if she couldn’t see where
they were joined, she could feel the tension in Travis’ body as he hovered
above her, and she could see the tortured expression on Gage’s face.

She
was hanging by an emotional thread, her head spinning from what was happening
and the fact that it felt so right. There were no questions about right or
wrong, or whether this was outside her realm of experience. This was supposed
to happen, the three of them together was the most beautiful thing she’d ever
experienced.

Travis
began rocking back and forth, impaling himself on Gage’s cock while driving
into Kylie with each forward thrust, making her shiver as another orgasm slowly
built in her core.

“So,
good. God, it’s so good.” It was Travis who groaned, his voice raspy with
restraint and Kylie wrapped her arms around him, holding him close as he
continued to take care of her and Gage both at the same time.

How
had she never known that he needed this?

It
was clear by his reaction that this wasn’t the typical turn of events for him
and for some reason that made her feel better. Knowing that Travis was giving a
piece of himself to her and Gage that he probably had never given anyone else
made her heart swell. The love she thought she’d buried all those years ago
surged to the forefront. She ached to connect with them both.

Travis
pushed up, his eyes meeting hers and suddenly she knew. That love she felt
inside of her wasn’t one sided. He might not be able to admit it, but Travis felt
something more than he ever let people see.

“Deeper,”
she whispered. “I want to feel more of you.”

Travis
grunted, sweat beading on his forehead as he lowered his body until his chest
was almost crushing her, pressing his pelvis forward which in turn pushed him
as deep as he could go while she felt Gage driving in from above him.

Part
of her wished she could see them, watch as Gage buried himself inside of
Travis. She wanted to see them together, to watch as these alpha males merged
as one. Except she wasn’t willing to let go of Travis.

Travis’
hips stopped moving, and he rested his pelvis against hers and that’s when
Kylie realized Gage was doing all the work, every time he tunneled inside of
Travis, he was causing a chain reaction and Travis was going in deeper,
pressing against that secret, needy spot until Kylie knew she wasn’t going to
be able to hold off.

Nor
did she want to.

Lifting
her head, she pressed her mouth to Travis’ as she shifted, her knees coming up
closer to her chest until she took him deeper, her tongue thrusting inside of
his mouth at the same time she exploded.

“Fuck!
I’m gonna come. Gage! Fucking come with me.” Travis owned the moment, his body
stilling as Kylie’s internal muscles continued to contract around him until she
felt him swell, followed by two male growls that ricocheted through the room,
setting off another powerful orgasm that took her by surprise.