STORY EXCERPT

“Evening, gentlemen,” Master Turner Pike greeted.

“Hey, Turner.” Preston shook the club owner’s hand. “How are things?”

Turner smirked. “Things…are great. How about you three?”

“Life’s good.” Adam shrugged.

Turner narrowed his eyes as he stared at each of them for a few heartbeats. “I can hear a ‘but’ in there. Care to tell me what’s wrong? Did you all have a bad day at work?”

“Nothing out of the ordinary,” Jonah answered.

Preston sighed, drawing the observant club owner’s eyes his way. “We want to enrich our relationship with a woman, but we don’t think there’s anyone here that will accept us the way we are.”

“Not true.” Turner shook his head. He turned to gaze about the room, smiling when his eyes alighted at the group of people walking through the second set of doors, which led to the great room. “Excuse me a moment, gentlemen.”

“Don’t Ana and her Doms look happy?” Adam asked.

“They do.” Jonah nodded, sighing with envy.

Preston knew just how his boyfriend felt. They might be lovers, but they weren’t out and out gay. He, Adam, and Jonah were bisexual. While they all loved each other, they’d all also been missing the soft touch of a woman, but Preston wasn’t sure there was a female in their community who’d accept three men making love to each other and want to join in. Experience had left them all jaded, cynical. They’d given up years ago trying to find that special woman they wanted to bring into their midst.  

His breath backed up in his lungs when another woman stepped up next to Ana. She was so beautiful, she took his breath away. She was wearing a fitted knee-length skirt and a blue silky blouse, which he had a feeling would match the color of her eyes. She was around average height of five-six or so. Her long blonde hair framed her milky skin and draped over her shoulders and below in soft, silky waves. She was slim but also had curves in all the right places. His cock went from half-hard to full attention in about three seconds flat, leaving him lightheaded.

Preston sucked in a breath and glanced at his friends when he heard Adam gasp and Jonah moan. They were both looking at the woman he’d just eyed over. He cursed under his breath when Turner blocked his view of the gorgeous female. He wanted to get up and move to the side so he could see her again, but he didn’t want to get caught gawking at her and making her feel uncomfortable. From the way she’d been glancing about and fidgeting, she was already nervous enough without him making her feel even more out of her element.

“I think we just found our fourth,” Adam said in a raspy voice.

“I fucking hope so.” Jonah swallowed audibly as he shifted on his stool.

“I hope you’re right, but—”

“We know, Preston.” Adam scrubbed a hand over his face. “We have to take things slow and not get our hopes up.”

“Preston’s right, Adam.” Jonah clasped Adam’s shoulder and squeezed. “We’ve been fucked over by the opposite sex three times too many.”

“You think I don’t know that?” Adam snapped before taking a deep calming breath and releasing it. “I won’t rush her, but we’re all jumping the gun. She might not even give us the time of day. She might not want anything to do with us. For all we know, she could already be in a relationship.”

His heart stuttered at Adams last statement, and he hoped like hell his love was wrong. While Preston knew Adam could be right on more than one account, he prayed to whoever would listen that she was as attracted to them as much as he and his friends were to her.

He wanted that gorgeous woman in his bed, his life, his heart. He wasn’t sure he’d want to keep looking for a significant other if the woman standing next to Ana didn’t feel the sparks he did. Sucking in a deep breath, he tried to curtail the excited anticipation fluttering in his gut. He was jumping the gun and could be setting himself and his partners up for some major disappointment. That sexy woman didn’t even know they existed right now, but if he had his way, she would very, very soon.

* * * *

Lexis wondered what the hell Ana had gotten her into. Her new friend had invited her to go out with her and her men, and while she’d jumped at the chance since she hadn’t been out for a night on the town in months, she hadn’t expected anything like this. When they’d entered the foyer and she’d been handed a sheaf of papers to read over and sign while Ana and her fiancés had signed in, she’d thought they were about to enter a private, elite nightclub. However, her mind had been blown away as she read over the rules. It had taken until she was halfway through the second page of reading all the regulations for the penny to drop. When she’d realized she was about to enter a BDSM club, her belly had started up a nervous, excited roil, and her heart had started racing. Her first instinct was to turn tail and run, but she didn’t want to let Ana down by bailing on her.

Anastasia Gibson was the first friend she’d made since moving to Tigard, Oregon from Lincoln, Nebraska almost six months ago. Lexis had been stunned when she found out Ana had three partners but after she’d gotten over the shock, she’d also been envious. What woman wouldn’t want three men doting on her and seeing to all her needs?

“Good evening, Ana, Devin, Layton, and Gaige.”

ADULT EXCERPT

Preston stepped closer to the desk and started wielding the flogger over Jonah’s back and ass as he started to move up and down on Adam’s dick.

Adam groaned, Jonah growled, and Preston panted.

Each time Jonah rose up and dropped back down, he moved faster. Lexis could see Jonah’s ass engulfing Adam’s dick in his body before his shaft came back into view again.

And then Adam reached down and gripped Jonah’s erection in his hand. He pumped his hand up and down what looked to her a little too roughly, but Jonah seemed to love what the other man was doing to his cock.

“Just imagine having three sets of hands, three mouths, and three dicks on hand for your pleasure, baby,” Preston said hoarsely. “Having a dick in your soaked pussy, another in your tight, sexy ass, and another in your mouth. We’d suck and pinch on those hard little nipples as we fucked our cocks in and out of all of your holes. You’d come so hard you’d be screaming our names.”

“What?” Lexis gaped at him, but his gaze was back on Jonah and Adam.

“Look at them, Lexis,” Preston instructed. “Look at how lost in the pleasure they are. Jonah’s right on the verge of coming. See how his muscles and tendons are straining? Now, look at Adam. His jaw’s clenched tight and his expression looks as if he’s being tortured. He’s close, too. They’re both waiting for me to tell them to come. They trust me to know when they can’t hold back anymore. They trust me not to hurt them and control their pleasure.”

“Trust is a huge gift, baby. That’s the most important thing between a Dom and his subs.” Preston flicked the flogger over Jonah’s ass, and then he stepped to the side, swishing it over Adam’s abs, getting lower and lower and lower. “Jonah, Adam, come. Now!” He slapped the tendrils against Jonah’s balls and the base of Adam’s shaft. Both men came with a roar.

Although Lexis didn’t take her eyes off them, she quivered and quaked as she climaxed, too. Juices dripped onto her drenched panties. She was breathing fast and shallowly as she continued to tremble with rapture. Jonah and Adam twitched and shivered as they continued to come. Ropes of creamy white semen spewed from Jonah’s dick onto Adam’s stomach. It was the sexiest thing Lexis had ever seen.

She didn’t notice she’d closed her eyes as she tried to regain control of her unsteady body until she heard the brush of fabric close by. When she opened her eyes again, it was to find all three of them staring at her. Preston’s eyes were so hot she had to look away. The second she looked at Jonah and Adam again and noticed the renewed desire in their gazes directed her way and couldn’t believe her own libido perk up after just creaming her panties. She knew she was in trouble, in way over her head.

Preston slowly stalked closer, and while she tried to prevent herself from meeting his eyes, she found herself staring into his amazing brown orbs anyway. He didn’t stop until he was close enough to touch, and when he squatted down next to her, she licked her suddenly dry lips.

“We’re all very attracted to you, Lexis. We want to spend time with you and see if the heat between us could become something more.”

Lexis shook her head and swallowed audibly.

Preston gripped her chin, turning her back to face him. “Don’t deny the attraction you feel for us, baby. It’s there as plain as day for us to see.”

“But…but you’re gay.”

Preston’s lips curved up in a smile and his eyes twinkled. She could get lost in those eyes. In fact, she already felt as if she was drowning in them. Though she was tempted to say yes—because Preston was right. The heated sparks zinging between them were so hot it was wonder she hadn’t already gone up in ashes—she didn’t really know these men at all.

Lexis wasn’t a virgin, but she was exactly experienced, either. Having sex once didn’t equate to knowing what she was doing.

If she said yes and they found out how little skill she had, would they be turned off?

She wasn’t sure she could handle that sort of rejection. She also wasn’t sure she wanted to get involved emotionally.

Her father had never been in the picture. He’d been killed by an out of control truck three months after Lexis had been born. Her mom had died when she was fifteen, and Alicia had been murdered by some sicko who was still at large, two years later.

The pain of losing a loved one was too intense, and she never wanted to go through that again.

Lexis had fallen into a deep black hole after her sister’s death. She’d dropped out of college, packed up what little stuff her and her sister had had, sold everything else, and taken to the road.

She’d been wandering aimlessly for nearly two years until she’d arrived in Tigard, Oregon three months ago. It was a busy town, but there was just something about the place that called to her. Getting work hadn’t been a problem, and though she’d recently begun to consider returning to her college course, she just couldn’t afford to. Paying for her rent, her bills, as well as food each week, didn’t leave her much for splurging. She’d gotten herself into a rut and didn’t see a way out of it.

She was brought back to the present when Preston spoke.

“We’re not gay, baby. We’re bisexual.”