Laikyn
You know what the problem is with broken people? Well, first, it’s assuming that there’s only one problem. I mean, come on. There’s always more than one.
But the real problem comes when you underestimate their ability to pretend they don’t have one.
That was what happened for the next two days. The three of us pretended that the world as we knew it wasn’t different. For me, it was knowing that Rule had married me under false pretenses, although he had yet to fully explain what they were.
My fault.
I didn’t want him to.
I was putting up a wall, insisting I didn’t want to know who my father was because once I learned, I couldn’t go back in time to those fun little fantasies I had of him being a world-renowned Parisian chef who had a whirlwind romance with my mother only for her to disappear on him one morning. Or an A-list actor who’d fallen in love with my mother only to be rejected. Neither of those pretend fathers knew I existed. At least in my fantasies.
But the truth would reveal what really happened. I wasn’t ready for that yet.
Which was a good thing because Rule was acting as though we’d gone back in time a few days, and I’d never seen the DNA test. He went to work, he came home. We had dinner, talked.
Jinx wasn’t much better. He acted as though it was normal that he had four of my paintings hanging on his bedroom walls. They covered nearly every inch of real estate, proving they hadn’t been purchased as a means of fancying up the space. I was touched in a sense because no one would do that if they didn’t like them.
Because they were trying to pretend we were living in the same bubble we’d been in for the past two and a half months since Rule brought me here, I was in full-blown seductress mode. But the lovemaking from two days ago was no longer thick in the air. We were fucking. Seriously, fucking. I was doing my best to convince them I had more stamina than they did combined, but they were winning this time. I think the problem was my heart was just as invested as my body. I wasn’t merely seeking an orgasm. I was grasping for that connection I felt with Rule and Jinx. Of course, I was also pretending that I wasn’t.
It was exhausting, to say the least.
Yet here I was, gearing up for Round 473 (at least it felt like that many) while Jinx and Rule were inside the house, none the wiser. After picking at my dinner, I’d excused myself and come outside with my wineglass in hand. I settled on one of the enormous lounger beds that lined one side of the pool, waiting for them to join me.
I finished my wine.
I watched the sky turn various shades of brilliant color as the sun drifted below the horizon.
I counted the number of little bulbs on the string lights that were likely remnants of the former owner’s outdoor decor. I couldn’t see Rule or Jinx adding those as a finishing touch.
And still, they hadn’t come outside.
I was beginning to think they were going to make me work for it.
Well, I was nothing if not pragmatic. I had brought my phone with me, so I took a moment to strip off all my clothes, then proceeded to send them a text, insisting that they come outside. Now.
Perhaps it was the way I worded it—maybe with a bit too much emphasis on there being a problem—but it worked.
And the moment they saw me, they had to know there wasn’t really someone trying to break into the yard. Had there been, I wouldn’t have been naked.
I lifted a hand and waved, pretending it was completely cool that I was sitting here naked and they were staring at me.
Jinx moved first, coming toward me, his eyes heating as he took in my nude state. Rule joined, too, walking around to the opposite side of what I assumed the former owners wanted to be a bed based on the sheer size of this thing. That and there was mosquito netting draped over the steel bars that made up the canopy.
The only thing I knew for sure was that it needed to be broken in, and I had a great idea of how to do that.
* * *
Jinx
Seeing Laikyn laid out like a Thanksgiving feast, I knew instantly that we weren’t making progress.
Not in moving forward.
In fact, we seemed to be at a standstill. An impasse, if you will. All three of us were acting as though the bottom hadn’t come out from under us on Monday. There were issues that we needed to address, but as had been the case for the past two days, Laikyn was turning on the sizzle.
No one could deny it was easier to ignore the tension that still robbed my lungs of air when I least expected it. I’d had two panic attacks since I spoke, but I was doing my best to keep them under wraps. I couldn’t predict when the next one might come on, sending me into a spiral, but I’d learned over the years that sticking with a strict routine sometimes helped.
And if fucking Laikyn three times a day was how I was supposed to manage it … who was I to complain?
“I think it’s time she earns her orgasms,” Rule said before I could join her on the square lounge chair. It was enormous, definitely big enough for three people, although, except for a couple of times when I’d passed out on one, I was fairly certain Laikyn was the only person who’d ever been on it. At least since we owned the place.
“And how do you propose I do that?” she asked cheekily, sitting up so her breasts shifted invitingly.
“Start with blowjobs,” he said simply.
Laikyn’s eyes lit up like Rule had just promised her her favorite dessert.
She waggled a finger at both of us. “Kinda hard to do when you’re dressed.”
I solved the problem with haste, stripping off my shorts and T-shirt and leaving them on the grass. While Rule undressed, I joined Laikyn, taking my time so Rule could determine how he wanted this to play out. Honestly, I didn’t care. We were biding time. All three of us knew it. And since pleasure wasn’t something I was willing to turn down, I would gladly come along for the ride.
“Start with him,” Rule instructed as he moved around to the head of the bed.
He lifted it so that it was propped at an angle—roughly 145 degrees—and locked it in place with the metal bars beneath.
“Well, who knew? An adjustable bed,” Laikyn said with a grin.
I reclined on the part he propped up and waited for Laikyn to join me. She did, but before she could jump right to task, I tugged her arm. She lost her balance and fell onto me, exactly as I intended.
She knew what I wanted and didn’t hesitate, sealing her lips to mine. It slowed her down, forced her to relax. This wasn’t a race, but you wouldn’t know it from looking at her.
Her skin was cool to the touch, so I rubbed my hands over her, attempting to warm her. It wasn’t a cold night, but it wasn’t exactly warm, either.
While she draped herself over me and we made out like teenagers, Rule went to the bottom of the bed and propped it up, too, forming a wide U. He proceeded to strip off his clothes before mirroring my position on the opposite side.
Laikyn pulled away to check out what Rule had done, turning sideways and sitting on her knees. She looked at both of us and grinned.
“This could get interesting.”
“Not could,” Rule corrected. “Will.”
Her eyebrow quirked. “How so?”
“You have to make us both come in less than ten minutes.”
“Ten minutes each?”
He shook his head, and his grin was pure sin. “Total.”
“Challenging but doable,” she said with eager anticipation.
“There are rules.”
She laughed, and I grinned. Of course, there were rules. Could he do it any other way?
“What are they?”
“You can only use your mouth and your pussy.”
I liked where he was going with this.
“Anything else?”
“You have to give us equal treatment.”
“Do you mean time or method?”
It was clear she was understanding.
“Method.”
She nodded, and I could tell she was letting that sink in.
“What do I get if I win?”
Rule’s expression darkened. “You get to keep pretending we don’t have something crucial the three of us need to discuss.”
Her back straightened. “And if you win?”
“We talk about it. On my terms.”
Laikyn looked at me. “What does that mean?”
I shrugged. I honestly didn’t know where this was going. Rule and I hadn’t talked about anything since Monday. We were pretending the same way she was that nothing happened.
But it looked like he was about to force the issue. I could already predict that even though we would all likely enjoy it thoroughly, this was not going to go Laikyn’s way.
* * *
Rule
“The time starts … now,” I told Laikyn as I set the timer on my watch.
Determination glittered in her eyes as she leaned down and pressed a kiss to the head of my cock. I was already hard simply from her nearness, so she didn’t have to put too much effort into it. I figured the test would be to make us both come and still give us equal treatment.
Laikyn spent a few seconds laving our dicks with her mouth, alternating back and forth.
“No hands,” I said when she tried to reach for me.
There was a gleam in her eyes, but she pulled her hands back.
“I’m eager to see how you make this work,” I told her, urging her to continue. “No doubt in my mind you can make us both come. Hell, sometimes you damn near make me come with a look.”
That seemed to please her as she straddled Jinx’s hips, facing me as she did.
“Put your cock inside me,” she instructed Jinx, abiding by the no-hands rule.
I liked this angle. It allowed me to watch every expression on her face as Jinx’s thick cock pressed against her entrance. She sank down on him slowly, her nipples pebbling and her chest rising and falling as the pleasure intensified.
I tapped the face of my watch, reminding her of the time.
“I need you to move closer,” Laikyn told me. “So I can suck you while I fuck him.”
I loved her candor.
I did as she wanted, moving so my legs bracketed the outside of Jinx’s. There was enough space between us to stretch our legs as long as we kept our knees somewhat bent. As it was, he could’ve stroked my cock with his feet.
Not that Laikyn allowed it. She leaned forward and took me in her mouth, then began to fuck herself on both ends. She rocked forward and back, taking me to the root. On the reverse, she was impaling herself on Jinx’s cock. I watched Jinx as he gripped her hips and guided her down. His eyes were hooded, and he was staring at the point where their bodies were joined.
It was hot.
Laikyn eventually reversed, sitting on my dick and sucking her juices off of Jinx’s.
“Thata, girl,” I groaned. “Fuck me, Laikyn. Your pussy’s so fucking wet.” I kneaded her ass. “You like this, don’t you?”
Her body clutched me tightly, proof that the vulgar language was helping.
Although I had every intention of holding out, it wasn’t nearly as easy as I thought it would be. Certainly not when she began bouncing on my dick.
She changed two more times, but each time, she was losing momentum, and I was sure she realized that. But she never stopped trying.
“How long?” she asked when she was once more sitting astride me, facing Jinx.
“Forty-five seconds.”
Her hips stilled for a moment and she lifted up. “Fuck it.”
I growled roughly when she dropped down on me, taking my cock as deep as she could. I felt her hand brushing the base of my cock. She was touching herself and Jinx was getting the show of his life.
“Oh, yes,” she hissed. “Oh, fuck. It’s too good.”
She was right. It was. I was dangerously close to detonating, my breaths sawing in and out of my lungs as she assaulted me with friction so fucking good it bordered on pain.
“Goddamn, girl,” I hissed. “Oh fuck. Make me come, Laikyn.”
I no longer gave a shit about the time. I was blinded by a need so intense I wasn’t sure I would survive it.
Laikyn groaned, the sound echoing with her desperation. I understood because I felt it, too.
When she whimpered, I knew she was close, and I gave myself permission to come when she did. It happened at the same time the watch beeped, signaling her time was up. She screamed, a sweet, tormented sound that triggered my release. I came inside her, gripping her hips, forcing her to be still as her pussy milked me.
As soon as I let go of her hips, she pulled off me and was on Jinx. She didn’t turn to face me as she straddled him, gripping the steely stalk of his dick and guiding it where she wanted him.
Arousal slammed through me when I realized he was drenched in my cum as soon as he lodged deep inside. There was a good chance he realized it, too, because he shifted, holding Laikyn’s hips and fucking her from underneath. She gasped as she bounced on him, groaning with every thrust until finally, Jinx wrapped his arms around her and thrust in one final time.
“Yes, Jinx … oh, fuck!”
That went exactly as I’d expected. Only better. More intense.
When Laikyn rolled off Jinx, she flopped onto her back and giggled. “You win, but I don’t care.”
“No?”
She laughed, her eyes opening. “No. That was … fucking awesome.”
She damn sure wasn’t wrong.