Windswept (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) (8 page)

“Have you had time to practice your recital material?” he interrupted. It was nice while it lasted, Cadence thought.

“Yes, Papa,” she replied. “Will you come to the concert?”

“I’ll have to see,” he responded. Cadence’s heart sank. “I have a lot of preparation to do for my guest spot with the National Arts Centre. I can’t get sidetracked.”

Cadence gritted her teeth and took a deep breath. “Fine,” she said. “I’ll talk to you next week.” And before he could say anything else she hung up.

* * * *

Cadence paced her dressing room at the Living Arts Centre, nervously smoothing her dress while she reviewed the music in her head. It was her premiere with Windswept, and she wanted to do a good job. She was so engrossed in her thoughts that she didn’t notice when Chris and Ryan entered the dressing room. She jumped when Ryan touched her arm.

“Didn’t mean to startle you,” he said softly. “We thought you might be a bit nervous.”

“We wanted to help you relax,” Chris replied with a sexy smile. Cadence felt the heat rush through her. Chris pulled her close and crushed his mouth to hers, his tongue probing deep inside her mouth. She moaned against him. She felt Ryan come up behind her and stroke her back, the flesh of her ass, the backs of her thighs. He pulled her skirt up and slid his hand underneath. Cadence tilted her hips back so he could slide his hands between her legs. He groaned when he felt her lack of panties and began rubbing up and down the length of her slit. Then he plunged two fingers into her already dripping cunt and began pumping them in and out of her. Cadence pulled her mouth away from Chris and cried out. Ryan withdrew his fingers and led her to the counter in front of the mirror. He hoisted her skirt to her waist, sat her down on the counter, and brought her feet up to rest on the edge, her legs spread wide. Cadence could see herself reflected in the mirror on the opposite side of the room. In the mirror, she watched as Ryan knelt in front of the counter and pressed his face between her legs. She whimpered with pleasure as his tongue swirled frantically around her clit. Chris was massaging her tits through her clothes, and the sight in the mirror sent her over the edge, and she was screaming as she came violently, the spasms causing her to buck her hips and grind against Ryan’s mouth. He licked her gently until the spasms subsided and then stood up.

“Better?” he asked grinning, his face covered with her juices.

Cadence merely sighed in contentment.

After cleaning up, they headed backstage to await their cues. Cadence was pleased to find her nerves were not nearly so bad now. She heard them announcing their names, and then Ryan and Chris were leading her onto the stage.

Cadence relaxed as they began to play. She knew the music, and the men made her feel confident. And before she knew it, they had finished and were bowing to thunderous applause. She was being presented with a large bouquet of red roses, and each of the men kissed her on the cheek before leading her offstage.

At the reception afterward, Cadence found herself laughing and talking with many people, most complete strangers. They congratulated her on her performance and questioned her about her studies and future plans. Chris and Ryan made sure she had a full wine glass at all times. Pinot Grigio. Cadence was really beginning to enjoy the stuff.

At last, the men tucked her into the car and drove home. They headed upstairs to Cadence’s bedroom, and it wasn’t long before she was naked and kissing both of them eagerly. Their mouths worked over her body, lavishing her breasts and pussy extensively, and Cadence felt herself carried away again and again. Finally, unable to stand it anymore she cried, “Please fuck me! I need you inside me!”

Ryan pulled her on top of him and slid smoothly into her slippery, wet cunt. Cadence moaned as he moved underneath her and felt Chris playing with her tits from behind. She stilled for a moment as she remembered what Andrea had said.

“What’s wrong, Cadence?” Chris asked her. She bit her lip and looked up at him.

“I want you to fuck my ass,” she breathed. “Fuck it while Ryan is in my pussy.”

Chris stared at her for a moment. “Are you sure?”

She nodded vigorously. “Please,” she moaned. “I need to feel you both inside me.”

Chris grabbed a bottle of lube and spread it on his fingers. “Bend forward, Cadence,” he instructed. “This will feel a little cold, but I have to prepare your ass so I don’t hurt you.”

Cadence did as he said. Ryan pulled her close and kissed her as she felt Chris’s fingers tracing circles around the tight pucker of her anus. A moan escaped her.

“Just relax,” Ryan said to her and kissed her again.

Chris stroked lube all over her asshole and then gently began to insert one finger into the tight hole. Cadence cried out as he began sliding the finger in and out. It felt amazingly good. Then she felt a stretching as he added another finger, and then another. She was moaning continually, the sensation much more enjoyable than she would have imagined.

At last she felt Chris move up behind her. He withdrew his fingers, and she felt his cock press against her ass. “Oh yes!” she cried. “Fuck me, Chris!”

He pushed slowly into her ass, allowing her sphincter to adjust to the width of him, and gradually filled her. There was a slight pinching sensation, but it quickly passed. Cadence gasped and groaned at the feeling of the two large cocks inside her. Andrea was right. This felt amazing! Once Chris was pushed into her up to his balls, Ryan began to pull out of her pussy. He withdrew almost completely and then thrust back into her again. As he did, Chris pulled steadily out of her ass. The two men set up a rhythm, one withdrawing while the other surged forward, faster and faster.

Cadence’s cries grew louder and more intense and finally she felt the tensing in her belly that signalled her impending climax. Chris could feel the tightening, and he reached around and began to quickly stroke her clit. It sent Cadence over the edge, and as she came, she clamped down on both of their cocks, squeezing them with her ass and cunt, and it triggered their release. The three of them screamed as their orgasms rocked their bodies.

When the men had become semi-erect, they slipped out of Cadence. She collapsed to the bed, unable to move. “Oh my God, that was amazing!”

“You are so wonderful,” Chris said as he nuzzled the back of her neck.

Ryan stroked her face. “Are you okay? We didn’t hurt you, did we?”

Cadence shook her head. She looked from one man to the other and felt the happiness swelling inside her. “I love you,” she whispered. “I love you both so much.”

Chris bent and kissed her. “I love you, too, Cadence.”

“And I love you, too,” Ryan said and kissed her.

And they fell asleep with Cadence sandwiched between her two loves.

Early Sunday morning Cadence woke to her phone ringing. Groggily, she reached over Ryan to grab the phone from the bedside table. Without checking the display, she answered.

“Hello,” she said sleepily.

“Cadence, where the hell are you?” her father’s voice boomed out of the phone. Cadence winced.

“I’m in bed, Papa, it’s early,” she replied.

“Whose bed are you in, Cadence?”

Cadence went silent. She was wide awake now. Her father knew somehow. “I’m in my own bed, Papa.” It wasn’t a lie. She just left out the part about having two men with her.

“Where is your bed?” her father asked. “Because I’m standing at your apartment building and being told you no longer live here.”

Oh shit, Cadence thought. She really should have told her father about losing the apartment, but he hardly gave her a chance to say anything. And then it just kind of slipped her mind. What was he doing there anyway? He never, ever showed up unannounced. She looked helplessly at Ryan and Chris who were now both awake and listening.

“Papa, it’s a long story,” she began.

“And one I want to hear in person,” he interrupted. “Tell me where you are.”

With a sigh, Cadence gave him the directions and then hung up. Hugging her knees to her chest, she sobbed. The men put their arms around her. “I’m in so much trouble,” she whispered.

“Cadence, we are here for you,” Chris said gently. “Please remember that we will support you no matter what.” Cadence nodded and managed to calm down. Shooing the men out, she had a fast shower and dressed in time to hear the main phone ring. She hurried down the stairs to find Chris and Ryan both dressed and standing in the kitchen.

“He’s on his way up,” Ryan said. Cadence nodded and swallowed. She went to the door, reaching it just as a loud knocking erupted from the hall. Of course her father wouldn’t use the doorbell.

With a deep breath, Cadence opened the door. Her father was standing in the hall, and the fury in his face was palpable. She swallowed. “Come in, Papa.”

Without a word her father crossed the threshold and looked around at the apartment. He spotted the piano almost right away and walked quickly toward it. Cadence followed behind him and found him staring down at the two clarinets on stands beside the piano.

“Papa,” she began tentatively. But he held up a hand, and she could see his jaw muscles twitching.

At that moment, Ryan and Chris entered bearing a tray with coffee and pastries. Ryan set the tray on the coffee table while Chris strode toward Cadence’s father.

“Carl,” he said. “Can I get you a coffee? Or something to eat?”

Carl Bennett turned slowly and glared at Chris. “You,” he said in a low growl. “This is your place?”

Anyone else might have been afraid of the look on the older man’s face, but Chris stood his ground. “It’s Ryan’s condo, but I live here.”

“And now my daughter is living with the two of you?” Carl’s voice was beginning to rise. “Which one of you is she fucking?”

“Papa!” Cadence gasped, and he whirled toward her.

“I watched you leaving last week after the concert,” he told her. “I saw the holding and the kisses, but I didn’t want to believe it. So last night I came to your concert. I saw the way you looked at
them
,” he spat out as he gestured toward Chris and Ryan. “But I thought that you were a good girl and that your studies would come first. No relationships yet. Especially with someone so much older!” he stopped for a second and swallowed. “You looked so much like your mother up there, and the music was beautiful.” He paused for a moment. “I wanted to apologize, so I went to your apartment this morning. And what do I find?” he was shouting now. “You’ve left your apartment to move in with them!”

“Mr. Bennett,” Ryan began. “We were only trying to…”

“Trying to get into my daughter’s bed!” Carl roared. He turned back toward Cadence. “If you don’t leave here with me this instant, you can forget about any financial support while you’re establishing your career. You obviously have it quite good here,” he waved his hand around to indicate the posh apartment.

“But, Papa!” Cadence said. “They were helping me out!”

“Helping my ass,” he yelled back. “I didn’t raise you to be a whore!”

Cadence stood frozen and staring. How could he say that about her? She couldn’t move, couldn’t breathe. Pain filled her chest as his hurtful comment drove straight to her heart.

“Mr. Bennett, I think you need to leave now,” Ryan said quietly, stepping in front of Cadence.

“I’m not leaving without my daughter!” Carl cried.

“The daughter you just called a whore?” Chris sneered. “Somehow I don’t think that was the best way to convince her to go.”

“You can find another orchestra, Chris,” Carl thundered. “You are finished! Cadence, come with me now.”

Cadence was finally able to take a breath and cringed when a huge sob escaped her throat. How could she do this? She couldn’t choose between her father and the men she loved. She had been so happy last night. How could her world have come crashing down so quickly? Her eyes watered and darted between the three men in the living room. Impossible. With a cry, she turned and fled the room.

Cadence ran until she reached her bedroom, and she slammed the door closed behind her. She flung herself onto the bed and was overcome by huge sobs that wracked her body. She heard a gentle knock at the door but didn’t answer. The knock became firmer.

“Cadence, let us in please,” Ryan’s voice came through the door.

“Go away!” she screamed at him and buried her face in the pillow again. She didn’t hear another knock.

After a while, Cadence didn’t feel she could cry anymore. Picking up her phone, she called Andrea. After a brief explanation she said, “I need you to come and get me. Don’t buzz up. Just text me when you get here, and I’ll come downstairs.” Then Cadence got up and began packing her clothes. She dragged her suitcase down the stairs and set it by the front door. She went to retrieve her flute from its stand beside the piano. Chris and Ryan entered the room.

“What are you doing?” Ryan asked in alarm.

“I have to go,” Cadence said softly. “This is just causing too much trouble.”

Chris reached out and took her shoulders. His touch sent thrills through her, but she knew she needed to be strong. She closed her eyes and moved out of his grasp. “Please just let me go,” she whispered.

“Cadence, don’t do this!” Chris pleaded with her, and it hurt her to see the pain in his eyes. “We can support you! We love you!”

Another sob threatened. Thankfully she felt her phone vibrate in her pocket at that moment. Andrea was here. “I’m sorry,” she cried and ran to the front door. She grabbed her suitcase and stormed out into the hallway to press the button for the elevator.

Chris and Ryan burst through the apartment door. “Cadence, no!” one of them cried, but she didn’t know who. There was a rushing sound in her ears and a throbbing in her head. She stepped onto the elevator and watched the doors close before the men could reach them.

Cadence slumped against the side of the elevator, and fresh tears leaked out of her eyes to roll down her cheeks. Thankfully no one else got onto the elevator before it arrived in the lobby. Andrea was standing near the door, and when Cadence saw her, she threw her arms around her friend.