Xane left the recording studio and wandered along the shore. The sun had finally set and he had to pick his way carefully along the unfamiliar path. It hurt like hell to walk away. Seriously, walking away from an offer of sex that he actually wanted ran counter to his natural programming. However, it was the only sensible option if he ever wanted things to work out between the three of them. And, if he was being honest, he seriously doubted Dani was ever going to agree to a genuine ménage à trois relationship. She had too many physical and emotional hangups, and any attraction she might feel towards Luthor she was doing her damnedest to bury.
In a way her lack of interest in the other man pleased him. After what he’d gone through with Elspeth and Steve, it was a relief to know his girlfriend only had eyes for him. If he was being entirely honest, he had major doubts about the idea of her and Luthor ever getting it on. Hypocritical, much, and he knew it, but justifiably. The announcement of Elspeth and Steve’s marriage still filled his mouth with a bitter taste, despite knowing there’d been no happily-ever-after because Steve was gone.
Gone, and he felt the loss far more deeply than he let on. He and Steve had been friends … close friends … the best of friends since they were kids. That loss sometimes felt like losing an arm. He knew that the guys, Ash and Spook, still thought this thing he had with Dani and Luthor was really just a rebound relationship. It wasn’t. Leastways, he didn’t believe it to be, and he had actually thought about it. What convinced him were his physical responses. Dani – he still couldn’t get enough of her after – what was it now? Over six months? And Luthor’s efforts still had him packing dynamite while he was contemplating all this shit.
He let his feet come to a natural rest on the jetty. The water of the lake was smooth and inky. Xane considered taking a plunge and working off his agitation with a swim. Even the most stubborn erection could usually be felled by a dunk in some icy water. On the other hand, considering what his luck had been like recently, did he really want to risk being caught by a hidden current?
Having decided against the risk, Xane turned towards the house and opted for the most obvious course for any man in his current position. He went to find his girlfriend.
Xane entered the building via the veranda and spotted Dani through the window, sitting in the open-plan living room, curled up on one of the huge squishy leather sofas, sporting a pair of his thick socks with her cute summer dress. Ginny was similarly posed beside her and the two were supping what he suspected was hot chocolate with all the extras.
Awkward.
He’d been banking on Dani being alone, and in their bedroom. If he walked in now and ushered her down the hall, he was going to look like a goddamned caveman. Then again, there were worse things than being labelled an alpha jerk, like extreme oxygen deprivation to the brain, which was currently a major risk because of the dynamite in his pants.
Irritably, he tried to adjust his jeans so that the back of the zip wasn’t biting the entire length of his cock. The attempt was a complete failure, leaving him with only one option – to let it all hang out.
Well, not exactly hang out … but less pressure and expansion space were critical.
He busted open his fly.
Jeezus, the relief!
The kiss of the cool night air was pure fucking bliss. Xane gave himself a comforting squeeze, making his cock buck in pleasure and a shiver zap down to his toes. Luthor’s mouth around him would have been pure fucking magic. He licked his lips at the thought. Of course, sliding into Dani would be equally glorious.
He tugged his T-shirt down so that he wasn’t going to flash anyone and then stepped inside.
What did it matter if Ginny thought he was a caveman? She was hooked up with Ash, the man who until recently routinely screwed three different women a night.
He swaggered across to them and presented himself. ‘Mind if I steal you away?’ he asked Dani.
She peeped up at him, plump lips parted, and her eyes widened to the size of saucers. ‘God, Xane!’ She clamped her hand over her mouth, as she stared, not at him, but the impression of his cock clearly visible through his T-shirt. Seems he’d forgotten to take into account the fact that the bloody thing was near skin-tight. ‘That’s obscene.’
‘Take him to bed,’ Ginny cackled, waving Dani towards him. ‘Do it before I’m tempted to take a bite.’
‘Ginny!’ Dani screeched, hopping up off the sofa.
‘What? I haven’t had a decent shag in weeks, and from what I’ve heard, he not only looks pretty, he knows what to do with it too.’
Scarlet heat suffused his lover’s cheeks.
‘Don’t let Ash catch you talking like that,’ Xane said.
Ginny blew him a kiss. ‘He’s safely in bed. Besides, he knows I’m all bluster, and in any case, from what I’ve heard, he’s sucked it.’ She cast his dick a contemplative glance.
‘What?’ Dani croaked, as her eyes almost bugged right out of their sockets.
‘Ash talked a ton in his sleep while he was in the hospital. It was very enlightening.’
Somehow Xane doubted Ash would see it that way. He preferred not to talk about their indiscretion, as he chose to refer to it.
‘You sucked off Ash?’ Dani accused him the moment the bedroom door closed behind them, bringing Xane’s dash towards the bed to an abrupt halt. ‘When?’
‘Hey.’ He backtracked to her side, and clasped her hands in his. ‘It’s not anything you didn’t already know. As for when, ages ago.’ He didn’t point out that Ginny had actually said Ash had sucked him, not the other way around.
‘Then why was he’
‘Talking about me in his sleep? I don’t know, Dani. He was drugged and confused, most likely. Or maybe he secretly still has the hots for me, what does it matter?’
‘Did he want you? Is that how you ended up sleeping together?’
He could see where this train of thought was going, along the pathway of more suspicion, another man she’d best be on her guard about.
Xane let go of her hands to gather his hair back off his face. ‘No. I just said that because …’ He shook his head. It’d been a stupid remark meant to defuse the tension, nothing more. ‘Dani, it was just one of those things between Ash and I. It was never serious. He doesn’t have any sort of secret crush on me. It was a case of I was bored and horny and he was bored and horny. Our dates skipped out on us, and it just happened. We fucked. We passed out and walked away the next morning. No big deal.’
Except to her it was. The numerous frown lines etched around her eyes made that clear.
‘Was it before or after rehab?’
‘Dani …’ He considered, mentally turning back the clock. ‘Way before. OK? Can we forget about Ash and my scintillating sexual history now and concentrate on the present?’ And the snake in his pants that required some desperate attention.
He pulled off his T-shirt to give her a look at what he had for her. The sight of his erection poking up from between the open fly of his jeans certainly drew her gaze, and thankfully washed away some of the sadness from her expression.
‘Oh, my. That does look as if it needs immediate attention. Best you take everything off, so there are no restrictions.’
One of the things that constantly entertained him about her was that despite her continued twitchiness about stripping off herself, she was forever trying to peel off his clothing.
Seriously, give her any excuse.
Her gaze devoured him as he stood up, having lost the jeans. Xane rubbed the taut flesh of his abs before tugging his nipple rings. He had to keep his hands busy somehow, since, if he touched his cock, he wasn’t going to be able to stop.
‘God, Xane!’ She reached out and captured him, small delicate hands brushing along his length with hideously featherlight touches. ‘What exactly inspired this?’ Her thumb grazed the tip of him, capturing a bead of precome. It was just as well he couldn’t speak at that moment, for he doubted she’d like the answer.
‘Oh, baby, you’re really desperate, aren’t you?’
Total understatement. Not that he saw that as a reason to be selfish. Pleasure was always most intoxicating when it was mutual.
He lifted her, about-turned and lowered her onto the bed. His body covered her, his hips and cock finding the perfect grooves to make them both sweat.
‘Dani. Oh, fuck! Dani.’ Raining kisses down on her face, her neck and breasts wasn’t nearly enough to quieten the beast. Unfastening the thousand million tiny buttons on the front of her dress required patience and dexterity he no longer possessed. Thank God, she came to his help.
Once that was dealt with and pushed down to her waist, where her skirt was now bunched up, Xane slipped a hand beneath her back and dealt with her bra. Yes, he did it one-handed. It was an art worth mastering.
He knew her tits intimately now, but they were still glorious – he might even go so far as to say they were fucking perfect – pleasingly weighty and round, and with big responsive nipples. He sucked one right into his mouth.
Glor-i-ous!
His cock twitched in agreement. It was hungry for fun, but he wasn’t about to give in to its demands until he’d made sure she’d had an equal share of the bliss too. Soon he had her cooing and relaxed and arching her body up off the bed to press against him. Xane inched his way down her body, over her belly and the bunched fabric of her clothing, down to her inner thighs, which he made quiver with an assortment of licks and kisses, then back up to the heavenly perfumed, and sweet, juicy folds of her cunt. It wasn’t enough just to suck her clit, he got the taste of her all over his mouth and chin. He stabbed inside her with his tongue, and used his tongue stud in the manner he knew drove her wild.
It wasn’t a conscious decision to treat her arse to the same kind of indulgence; it just happened. Instinct had taken over, and God, how it made her jump and purr.
Her hand fisted in his hair. ‘Xane, what the fuck!’
He rimmed her arsehole. Then slid a finger inside.
‘Oh-my-God! Oh-my-God!’ she crowed all in a rush. ‘Xane, no, not your tongue. Not there, it’s dirty.’
Damn right. That’s why it was such a turn-on. And he was really, really, fucking turned on. So delirious with need in fact that he was struggling to concentrate on getting her relaxed and wet enough that he could slide where he really wanted to be right now. ‘Roll over,’ he demanded, helping her along. Once she was face-down with her butt in the air, he claimed her pussy. Dipped in deep and drew back slowly, until she was so wet all over him that the slide forward involved almost no resistance at all.
‘How about a little extra something?’ he proposed, rubbing his thumb over her other hole.
He knew she’d protest. She always did, because rubbing her arse was naughty and at heart Dani was a good girl. He on the other hand was bad to the core. And in her arse was where he desperately wanted to be. Fingers first though – she wasn’t used to being jackhammered in that tight little space.
‘Your cunt’s sweet, Dani, but I want me some of this.’ He squeezed her cheeks with both hands, before returning to waking her nerve endings with his thumb. ‘Perfect. Your arse is so bloody pert it’s untrue. Lift it up for me, Dani. Show me how much you want this. Tell me you’d like me to fuck you there.’
‘Xane, really?’
He pushed two fingers inside her and pumped them in and out, synched to the timing of his thrusts into her cunt. She was sopping now, writhing and making a whole litany of moans. On the verge of coming too, if he knew anything about the feel of her as she grew close to a release. He’d gladly tip her over a hundred times before he sought his own pleasure, but experience told him he was too hair-triggered right now to last through the rhythmic squeezing of her muscles as she came.
He pulled out, angled himself up and forward and dipped back inside her, but this time into her arse.
‘OK?’ he asked. His voice trembled in the same way her body did beneath him.
‘I forget how thick you feel when you’re in me like this. Oh, Jesus, Xane …’ He let her control their movement for a moment.
‘Need it like this,’ he confessed, as he moulded his body to her back, pulling her up and against him which somehow helped get him deeper, and made the roll of their hips that bit smoother. They were both kneeling now. Xane supported her, holding her against his body. Her arms came up around his neck. The back of her head rested in the hollow between his arm and his pec. ‘You’re so fucking lovely. I need you so bad. Got to get right in deep.’ He didn’t know what he was saying any more, except that all of it was the truth. ‘Wanna fuck you. Need you. Wanna fuck you both.’ He was so close now. So close.
He mashed his hands against her clit. ‘You’re going to come for me now, aren’t you? You’re gonna come all over me.’
She came apart around him, screaming out her climax and squeezing him tight in a way that he thought would drive him insane, but then all of a sudden she was shoving him away.
‘Oh, my God, how could you, Xane?’