Colors of Love (10 page)

She’d seen straight through his bullshit excuse about work being stressful. And she’d seen straight through his attempt to pretend that Seth meant nothing to him. How the hell had she done that?

Even Seth had given no hint of their involvement, and yet she’d picked up on it. Plus, there was the fact that she’d worked out lyrics for Seth.

Seriously? She could have been made for Seth.

Luke hadn’t thought for a second it would be this easy to find the ideal match for Seth. He’d figured he’d need to look for weeks, months even. A part of him may have even hoped it would take longer. But he had neither the time nor the patience for that part.

It was important for Seth to move on, move away from him, and Kaz was the ideal person to move with.

It helped that Luke also found her damn sexy. Helped that the second he’d seen her, he’d had an overwhelming urge to pull her into bed with him and Seth. A threesome with Kaz appealed to no end. Luke was convinced it would be hot, arousing and satisfying.

But a threesome was not all he looked forward to. He also anticipated the day he could withdraw from Seth and Kaz. Leave them alone together. Give them some privacy to…

Christ. It hurt to say. Hurt to think.

Some privacy to fall in love.

His gut twisted. Who the fuck was he kidding? The thought of Seth falling in love with someone else made Luke physically ill. Made him want to throw up. But this wasn’t about Luke. This was about Seth and about freeing him from a man who was likely to hurt him.

From a distance he watched Kaz speaking with Nathan and Sophie. Watched Seth approach them, his gaze on Kaz. When Luke had left the room to meet Nathan and Sophie at the elevator, Seth had escorted Kaz back to the party.

“To be continued,” he’d promised Kaz. “Just as soon as Luke is free again.”

Kaz watched Seth approach, a slight tremor shaking her body. Then she turned and looked Luke dead in the eye. The heightened color in her cheeks and the way she licked her lips told Luke she was more than ready to continue now.

So was he. The quicker he got Seth and Kaz naked and comfortable with each other, the quicker he could leave them alone.

Or maybe, the quicker he got them naked, the quicker he could find his own release. Because God knew he needed release. Needed to come so bad he about bust a nut. Watching Seth kiss her had been a turn-on. Kissing Kaz himself had gotten his blood pressure up to dangerous levels. But kissing Seth in front of Kaz? Christ, he’d nearly lost control there and then.

No, the truth was, the quicker he got them naked, the quicker he could be inside Seth again.

This was one part of the plan he liked altogether too much. The part that gave him permission to sleep with Seth without feeling guilty. Yes, it was for a limited time, just until Seth and Kaz were happy to be alone together. But at least Luke wouldn’t have to try to pull away from Seth like he usually did. Nor would he have to berate himself when he failed to pull away like he always did.

Kaz said something to her friends, disengaged herself from their crowd and with a pointed look at Seth, made her way over to Luke. She reached him before Seth did.

“Now you listen up.” She stood on tiptoe to whisper fiercely into his ear, “I have no idea what happened earlier, and I have no frame of reference with which to try to understand it. I am way out of my natural element here, drowning a little, actually. But I swear to God, if you don’t get me out of this room now and pick up where we all left off, I am going to…” She broke off as dramatically as she had spoken.

“You’re going to what?” It was Seth who asked. He now stood close enough to hear every word.

She blushed scarlet.

“Don’t be shy, sweet pea,” Luke encouraged. “Tell us what you’re going to do.”

She looked around, eyeing the crowds of people nervously, then shook her head. “Not in front of all of these people.”

Seth raised an eyebrow at Luke. “Your room?”

Luke shook his head. His room was full of memories of him fucking Seth. Him making love to Seth. And since he and Seth wouldn’t be making any new memories alone together, he kind of wanted to hold those ones close to his heart. “Yours is nearer.”

It wasn’t until they were safely locked away in Seth’s suite that Luke demanded, “What are you going to do, Karen, if we don’t pick up where we left off?”

Kaz squared her shoulders and looked at them with passion-drunk eyes. She didn’t answer his question, but her response was just as satisfying. “Do you blokes have any idea how fucking sexy you are together? How arousing it is watching you? God, one kiss between you, and I’m more turned on than I’ve ever been in my life.”

“What has you aroused?” Luke asked. “The fact that Jordan and I kissed, or the fact that we both kissed you?”

Kaz whimpered. “Both,” she whispered. “Please. Do it again.”

Seth didn’t wait for specifics. He swooped in and kissed her again. Kissed her the way Luke loved being kissed by him. He ravaged her mouth, fucking her with his tongue, giving her no chance to think or catch her breath. He just kissed her until she trembled helplessly in his arms. And then he handed her over to Luke.

She attacked his mouth with a vengeance, kissing him as deeply as Seth had just kissed her.

Seth came from behind, wrapping his arms around her, cupping her breasts with his hands. She moaned against Luke’s lips. Her tongue stroked over his as Seth unbuttoned her blouse and disposed of her bra. She ate at Luke’s mouth hungrily when Seth ran his thumbs over her distended nipples, and she moaned helplessly as Seth tugged at Luke’s shirt, shoving it way up high so Kaz’s breasts pressed into his chest.

Kaz bucked against Luke, arching into him, rubbing her groin against his rigid member.

Oh, Christ, that felt so damn good.

Then it was Luke kissing Kaz as Seth teased them both. Scraped his nails over Luke’s nipples then soothed the burn by cupping her breasts and sweeping them over the tender spots. Her nipples were hard buds that inflamed and aroused.

“Touch them,” Seth whispered as he released Kaz.

Luke took her luscious breasts in his palms—at the same time as Kaz found his nipples with her thumbs and forefingers, and tweaked them.

The pressure against Luke’s cock eased slightly when Kaz moved her hips away.

No, not Kaz. Seth. His hands were on her waist, moving her hips as his fingers worked their way around her jeans. The soft rasp of sound told him Seth had undone her zipper, and the way Kaz shifted against him hinted that her pants were being pushed down.

And then Kaz stiffened in his arms and broke the kiss as she cried out.

Luke gazed at her lustfully.

Kaz’s head was now resting on Seth’s shoulder, her lips parted, her eyes closed. She panted softly, sexily. Seth’s arm was wound around her waist, his hand invisible below the line of her panties.

A sensuous smile played on Seth’s lips, and he rubbed his cheek on Kaz’s dark hair as he stared into Luke’s eyes. So deep, Luke thought for sure Seth could see right past all his bullshit and into the most secret part of his brain.

Impossible. He’d hidden his secrets too well for Seth to ever see them.

“Should we tell him, Kaz?” Seth asked in a gruff voice. “Should we let him know how wet you are, how much our kisses turn you on?”

Kaz shifted against Seth. “Sh-show him.”

Seth grinned and removed his hand from her panties. Kaz cried out, shuddering against him. He raised two glistening fingers to Luke’s gaze.

Luke swore under his breath and grasped Seth’s wrist. He waited a second, two, until Kaz opened her eyes, and when she did, when she looked at him with passion-glazed irises, Luke brought Seth’s hand to his mouth and sucked those fingers inside.

They tasted good. Salty, musky and creamy all at once. They tasted familiar, like Seth, like years of lovemaking and raw fucking. Yet they tasted sweet too, unknown, exciting.

“Oh, God.” It was Kaz who moaned, Kaz who couldn’t seem to tear her eyes away from Luke’s mouth.

Luke laved Seth’s fingers clean, then released them inch by inch. “Put them back inside her, kid.”

Seth needed no instruction. Already his hand was stroking over her belly, slipping beneath her panties. Much as Luke wanted to see everything, watch Seth slide his fingers inside Kaz’s pussy, her panties hid his view. He could see nothing but the outline of Seth’s hand against the material.

“Oh, God, please,” Kaz begged.

“Please, what?” Seth asked.

“P-please… Just…kiss him already.”

Suddenly Luke was hungry, starving for a taste of Seth. He stepped forward, squashing Kaz between them, clasped his hand behind Seth’s head and crushed his mouth to Seth’s. Seth’s tongue met his in greedy welcome, and Luke could focus on nothing but the sensation racing through his heart and the feel of Kaz pressed against him.

Her breasts were once against squashed to his chest, and her hips ground into his. Between those hips, though, it wasn’t Kaz’s mound he felt. It was the rhythmic movement of Seth’s hand as he fingered her. It rubbed against Luke’s erect cock, driving him crazy each time Seth pulled out of her pussy then pumped back inside. It was almost as though Seth were using his hand to fuck them both at the same time.

“Sexy,” Kaz whispered. “So bloody sexy.”

A hand feathered over his cheek. A soft hand, with smooth fingers and long nails. That same hand traced a line around his and Seth’s lips, as though sharing in their kiss in the only way possible.

Seth broke the kiss just long enough to dart his tongue out and lick the finger, and then he was kissing Luke again. Luke would have stopped to treat Kaz’s finger to the same care, only he didn’t have a chance.

Kaz suddenly went rigid. Her breath caught and her hand fell away from Luke’s face.

“Oh, God, yes!” Her cry filled the room.

Trapped between himself and Seth, with Seth’s hand in her pussy and Luke’s mouth fused to Seth’s, Kaz came.

It took long moments for Kaz to float back to earth. Long moments until her heart stopped racing and her breathing normalized.

“Oh, my,” she murmured. “I haven’t come that hard in a very long time.”

Luke raised an eyebrow. “You done for the night?”

She laughed languidly. “Oh, no, Lucas. I’m just getting started.”

Jordan trailed a path of light kisses up her neck. “You came pretty quick for someone who’s just getting started.”

“Mmmm,” Kaz agreed. “I told you. Watching the two of you together is the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.”

“You ever seen two men together before now, sweet pea?”

Sweet pea. Luke seemed to have given her a nickname.

She shook her head. “You two are my first.”

Her head spun. Jordan Speed had just fingered her until she’d come. He’d also shared several red-hot kisses with Luke Struthers.

Jordan Speed and Luke Struthers.

It wasn’t possible. Hell, it wasn’t even probable. How on earth did she ever get so lucky?

“’S’funny, y’know,” she told them. “Just last month I was stuck in a relationship with a man I no longer wanted to be with. And now I’m standing in a luxury hotel suite with the two wicked-hot men, praying to God they show me the kind of sex I’ve always fantasized about.”

“And what kind of sex have you always fantasized about?” Luke asked.

“The hot, dirty, no-holds-barred kind.”

“And does that no-holds-barred kind include two men fucking you at the same time?” This from Jordan.

“It used to,” Kaz whispered. Her face flamed, but she didn’t care. Now that she was living her fantasy she wasn’t about to hold back. Not on anything. “I once thought that would be about the kinkiest thing I could ever do. But now I know I’m wrong.”

“There’s something kinkier?” Jordan asked.

“Oh yeah, Jordan. There’s something way kinkier.”

Luke stroked his finger over her cheek and around her lips. “Tell us about it.”

Kaz breathed in jerkily. “Well, Luke, I now think the most erotic thing I could ever experience is…”

“Is…” Jordan prompted.

“Is if you, Jordan, fucked me, while Luke fucked you.”

And with those words, Kaz said goodbye to every last inhibition. If she could confess that out loud to two virtual strangers, then she could do anything with them.

Besides, it might seem dumb, but they didn’t feel like strangers. Kaz was comfortable with them. Okay, maybe comfortable wasn’t the right word, since rampant desire and raw, untamed lust didn’t really make for a comfortable sensation. But she trusted them both, knew they meant her no harm, only pleasure.

It was the glow in their auras that reassured her, that told her no matter how much they loved each other, they both experienced the same magnetic attraction towards her that she felt for them. There were so many other colors she saw as she looked at them, so many intense, complex hues—not least of which the carmine red which pulsed around both Jordan and Luke, but honestly, she was too saturated with pleasure and passion to look into them too deeply. For now, she wanted only to feel. To escape. Her life outside of this suite was complicated, needed fixing. Just for tonight, she didn’t want to think about that. Didn’t want to work on her problems. Just for tonight she wanted to take the escape route Jordan and Luke so generously offered.