Becoming Three (34 page)

“Please…” Jace let go of the headboard, but Sarah and Jasper both said, “No,” and pushed his fingers back around the slats.
Without words, they moved as one, each kissing, licking, and tasting their way down his nape to his shoulders and chest, leaving trails of moisture and highly charged nerve endings in their wakes. Tongues circled and sucked on his nipples in tandem, twisting the darker flesh to points of acute sensitivity. Jace gripped the headboard so hard, he thought he might break the wood, and he squeezed his eyes shut against the sharp sting of teeth tugging on the tips of his nipples. His cock reached for his belly button and dropped thick beads of early cum into the dip, and his testicles had never felt so full and tight without coming in his life.
Jace writhed, twisting the comforter under his back and buttocks with every move, but he couldn't help the response to Sarah and Jasper kissing their way down his torso and stomach. The sight of each of them inching closer to his cock had him drawing his legs up and apart and his belly quivering with anticipation.
Sarah shifted and nuzzled her face into his thatch but, torturously, didn't get that pretty mouth of hers around his dick. She forwent his prick entirely and pressed his bent leg into the bed so she could get at his inner thigh, and Jasper followed her lead. They both licked and played with the softer skin there and pushed every bit of willpower Jace possessed right near the edge of the abyss by withholding what he needed most.
Jace's throat convulsed; he turned his head one way then the other, but taking his eyes off those two mouths so frustratingly close to his erection didn't offer release. Sarah had her ass thrust in the air—covered only by a thin, see-through layer of fabric, part of which clung to her damp cunt—and that had Jace's fingers itching to move that cotton aside and explore those wet folds with his hands, mouth, and cock. He couldn't stand to look without touching, so he turned away, only to find Jasper with his jeans riding dangerously low, offering an enticing view of the cleft of his ass. Jace saw himself slipping his hand inside to tease that pucker he knew must be pulsing as fast as his own, and he nearly screamed.
He lifted his gaze to the ceiling, seeking salvation, but he could not block the enticing wisps of tongue and fingers dancing along the insides of his thighs. “Christ, you're killing me.” Jace blew out an unsteady breath that turned his voice rough. “Somebody suck me now. Please.”
Jace almost flew off the bed with first contact. Not to his cock but to his asshole. The hills of his buttocks were pushed apart, and wet suction pulled softly at his ring. He bit back a moan as fast lines of pleasure raced up his passage and into his spine, and he snapped his gaze down to find Sarah holding him open with her mouth tucked between his spread cheeks, rimming his pucker.
Holy mother. Nobody I've been with, alone or in a pair, has ever tongued my ass.
Jace could not speak, nor could he tear his stare away. Jasper watched Sarah too, and after a moment, he took Jace's straining cock in hand. He just held it, but goddamn it, his touch was firm, and Jace liked seeing Jasper's fingers wrapped around his prick.
Sarah worked his hole over with the instincts of a pro, sucking and licking his muscle to a relaxed state of euphoria. She looked up at him with every gentle pull from her lips, and he swore her eyes burned with eager excitement. Jace stared, rapt on the vision of Sarah eating him, while inside, his chute clenched in a fast pattern of need. With eyes on him, she slipped a finger into the mix and pressed it right into his ass.
She pushed her way through the clenching walls of his rectum, stretching him the slightest bit with the small invasion, and Jace almost couldn't breathe through the sensation. “Ohhh fuck, fuck…” It had been forever since someone stuck something—anything—inside him, and her penetration burned his entrance and shot goose bumps up and down his thighs. “More.” He shook his head to clear drops of sweat from his face. “Go deeper.”
Sarah circled her finger within, sent his walls into bigger rippling waves, and then gave him what he wanted and pushed a second digit into his hole. He sucked in a sharp breath, and she pulled out and flicked her tongue repeatedly over his asshole, sending the nerve-rich area into a frenzy. Then she eased three fingers into his passage as far as they would go. She held them tucked inside and looked up, finding his gaze with a cautious one of her own. “Okay?”
“Mmm.” Jace nodded and forced himself to move his hips into Sarah's penetration. “Yeah.” His small movement got her going again with the most delicious and uncomfortable slide all along his anal walls. His cock and balls twitched with accompanying joy, pushing him to take more. He locked his hands on the headboard as an anchor and rolled himself up to meet every full thrust into his flaming channel. “Fuck me.” He groaned low as she speared his chute in answer. “Fuck me.”
Jasper moved his hand down to Jace's open ass and followed Sarah inside with one of his own fingers, widening Jace to painful proportions. Jace didn't care; he just shoved his hips harder and thrashed his head side to side, hardly able to stand the sharp concentration of sensation.
“Oh yeah. That's it,” Jasper encouraged. He pulled his one digit out and dipped his head down to swipe his tongue across the slit of Jace's cock. He sucked down the head and swirled his tongue around, delivering one of his sweetly novice blowjobs, and Jace's skin became so hot, he thought it would burn right off his bones.
Jasper pulled his mouth off Jace's erection. “Don't stop, Sarah,” he said as he started to drag his fist up and down the wet, hard length of Jace's prick in tight, fast strokes. “Get him feelin' so good, he'll be shoutin' the roof down by the time it's my turn in his ass.”
Jace's entire body jerked at the other man's words, and Jasper looked up at him with the most seductive smile. “You heard me right, Jace.” He pumped all the way down Jace's dick, and each time he came up curled his hand over the sensitized head. “Once you get inside her, I'm gettin' inside you.” With that, he reached down and rolled Jace's balls in his hand with an expert touch.
Jasper pulled Jace's dick and played with his nuts, Sarah plunged her fingers into his rectum on top of that, and Jace burst right from his core and shattered into a million little pieces. He shouted and bucked his hips high off the bed as a concentration of pleasure zoomed up his legs and down his spine then raced straight to his cock. Suspended in midair, and directed by Jasper's hold, Jace came with a shudder and arced a stream of cum high in the air, where it splashed down to his stomach in thick, milky lines. His lower body contracted repeatedly during release, holding Sarah's fingers inside him while he spit out the final bits of semen.
Before Jace could fully recover his breathing, Sarah withdrew from his ass, and Jasper let go of his still-half-hard prick. Then, first Sarah, with Jasper following, moved up to his abdomen and began eating his seed. Wonderful, loving tongues licked over his trembling muscles, and for a moment, Jace melted into the bedding, luxuriating in the intimacy and in watching Sarah and Jasper occasionally find each other with raw, openmouthed kisses.
“Wait—” Jace started, but Jasper reached up and covered his mouth with his hand, shutting him up. Jasper held it there until they kissed their way up his chest and back to his mouth again.
Finding his gaze with a twinkle in her own, Sarah leaned on her elbow and traced Jace's lips with her fingers. “You left your test results out on the desk.” Some of the light muted in her gaze, and the loss of it tightened a band around Jace's chest. “Why didn't you show them to us as soon as you got them?”
To Jace's left, Jasper didn't speak, but questions, banked hurt, and confusion lingered in his stare too.
Jace clung to the loving, gentle brush of their hands, one on his chest and the other still teasing his lower lip. “I wanted to; the second I received the papers I wanted to, but with everything that happened…” Jace stopped for a moment to take a breath and to clear the burn pushing behind his eyes; he blinked and looked up at the ceiling again. He still fought the urge to go wash himself every time he thought about his time locked in a small room with Peter Robbins. Exhaling, Jace forced his focus back to Sarah and Jasper and spoke through the thickness coating his throat. “I felt so used and dirty because of the job, and then I couldn't protect either one of you from being hurt. I just didn't know if I had the right. I wasn't sure I even deserved to be your third anymore.”
Sarah bolted upright, and her eyes darkened to black. “You are not our third, Jace.” Her voice held such offense, Jace would have thought he'd kicked her childhood puppy. “There is no first, second, or third here.” Her skin flushed and glistened with the sheen of passion, her nipples stood out in stark attention, and she'd never been more fiery or lovely. “There are three of us, equal and together. We don't want what you had with those other couples. You're not part-time with us, and there aren't different rules for you than there are for Jasper or me in this relationship.”
“But—”
“No buts.” Jasper shook his head sharply and covered Jace's mouth with his hand. “This is it, Jace. Understand? You don't walk away when you're scared or if you don't know how we're gonna react to somethin'. That's when you run
to
us. That's the deal. That's the way it works. You and Sarah showed me that with everythin' that went down with Samuel. Now”—he shifted to his knees, planted his hands on his thighs, and seared Jace with a pointed stare—“once and for all: are you in, or are you out?”
Jace opened and closed his mouth, words eluding him. He hurt all over, from top to bottom, and felt that if he looked down, he would see bruises and raw, bleeding wounds covering his body. He'd been naked with partners countless times, but right now, one more word would flay him open and expose his very soul to the world. To these people, who occupied the biggest part of that piece of him. They would see, they would know, and with it, they would hold the power to destroy him.
“You're so close, Jace. I can see it.” Sarah clutched his hand and held it curled to her heart. “Just get there.”
“Push it out,” Jasper added. He put his hand flat on the middle of Jace's torso, and Jace swore the man could feel the turmoil consuming him inside and tried to ease the pain. “It don't hurt so much after you do. I promise.”
His voice hardly a rasp of sound, his heart squeezing unbearably, Jace whispered, “In.” He forced the word out as he lunged and made a grab for them both. Drawing Sarah to him, he latched onto her lips with a cling of desperation. He stayed connected to her for long minutes, exploring in the way he'd ached to do forever. He pulled her sweet taste, her warm, inviting scent, her very essence into himself, needing every bit of it. Needing
her.
Jace nipped her lips and up to her cheek and gloried in the glide of her soft mouth brushing against his jaw. He held against her temple, and the words spilled out of him again. “I'm in, Sarah.” As soon as he assured her, with a stronger voice this time, he turned to Jasper and slashed his mouth across the other man's for a searing, hard kiss. Jace still held on to Sarah's hand, and he let it sink in that they truly were three. “I'm in for keeps, cowboy,” he murmured to Jasper, their mouths still connected. “I promise.”
Jasper nuzzled into Jace. “Glad to hear it.” He suddenly leaned back on his heels; a half smile lifted his lips, and his gaze turned amber-green with mischief. “I'd have hated to kick you out of the bed if you said no.”
With a kiss to his arm, Sarah said softly, “Me too.” She reached down to stroke his erection, and Jace jumped, shocked to realize he was still hard as a rock. After making him hiss with the most amazing caress along his shaft and tantalizing fondling of his balls, Sarah straddled his lap. “Let me finally feel you”—she lowered herself against his cock, and they both gasped at first contact—“with nothing in between.”
So close to getting inside Sarah, Jace paused and glanced at Jasper. Unspoken, he asked for agreement.
His jeans around his hips, his cock jutting in glorious hardness, Jasper rubbed his hand across Sarah's back, then Jace's, and nodded.
Jesus Christ
. Jace shook all over, heady with awareness of his new life.
I can have everything I want and crave. No boundaries. Ever again.
Jace turned back to Sarah, stole her mouth with a violent kiss, and surged his cock up into her wet pussy. She cried out at the invasion, and Jace took advantage of her open mouth, thrusting his tongue inside to mate. He plunged into her tight, slick folds, reveling in the full skin-on-skin contact, but growled when he couldn't get as deep as he needed to go. He'd wanted to fuck this woman without anything between them for years, and now that he could, he wouldn't settle for anything other than a consuming mating.
He uttered against her lips, “Hold on,” then grabbed her around the waist and flipped her onto her back, taking full charge. Pushing her legs wide apart and coming down on top of her, Jace lost himself in the rudimentary desire to own and stake claim. Unable to gain control, he snapped his hips into Sarah again and again, driving himself into the warm clutch of her body. With no style or grace, Jace savaged her mouth and forced his cock inside her as far he could get, then pushed and pushed, trying to steal some more. He burrowed his hands under her arms and held her by the shoulders, desperate to keep her close, but could not slow down his rough fucking; he felt like a sixteen-year-old discovering girls and sex for the first time. “I'm sorry… Oh fuck, no no no.” He turned his head and did battle against the sudden, sharp tightening in his penis and nuts, but Sarah's slick, snug sheath surrounded him in the most incredible, alluring physical pleasure, and he slipped further under the tide. “I think I'm gonna come.”
A hand reached between his thighs from behind and clamped on his balls. “Not yet.” Jasper straddled Jace's hips and dipped his mouth down to his ear. “Slow down, baby.” His voice helped bring Jace some focus, but then his next words made Jace shake with renewed need. “Control it till I get inside.” Cool lube coated Jace's asshole right on top of Jasper's declaration, and a moment later, Jasper forced a slicked-up finger into Jace's ass.
Jace gritted his teeth and pressed his forehead to Sarah's. He attempted to breathe through the breaching of his pucker, which had already closed tightly again after Sarah's play such a short time ago.