Double Dare (13 page)

“Ty,” he moaned. Ty leaned forward and kissed him, their lips angling. Logan's grip on her tightened, and he moved his hands up to capture her nipples, pinching and twisting them.

Ty broke the kiss with Logan to kiss Quinn, crushing her lips under his, tangling his tongue with hers. He kissed her as Logan shifted his hips under her, making small thrusts against her.

“Ty,” he moaned again. “I'm not going to last long.” He released Quinn's nipples to grab a condom, rip open the package, and reach around Quinn to roll it over Ty's cock. He stroked Ty's hard length as the darker man deepened the kiss with Quinn.

“Are you sure?” Ty asked against her lips.

“I want you in me too,” she answered, a bit breathless, a bit anxious about how this would all work. Would it work? Was it actually possible to have both her men at the same time?

Logan guided Ty's cock to Quinn's slick opening. She kissed Ty more frantically, again trying not to tense in anticipation. Logan stilled her hips with his hands as Ty pressed forward and entered her slowly.

He stopped when he hit resistance. He had said she was tight before, but with Logan in her, she felt even tighter. She didn't think he could fit at all now. But he surged forward, stretching her impossibly. And when he couldn't go any more, he paused.

Ty stared behind her, and she could only imagine the boys were making eye contact. Communicating with unspoken words. She wanted that. She wanted to feel their love.

Ty pulled back and then moved forward, slowly sinking into her and then withdrawing. He moved his hips in a slow rhythm, and Quinn dropped her head back against Logan's shoulder. Logan placed his lips against her throat and nipped at her tender skin. His fingers once again found her nipples, and he twisted them gently as Ty thrust.

Logan sat still, she could only guess to not hurt her. But he was breathing hard, watching Ty thrust against her, against him deep within her. Both their cocks buried inside her with only a thin wall of flesh between them. He kept one hand on her breast, and wrapped the other around the back of Ty's head, pulling Ty to him.

Their lips met again over her shoulder for an instant, before breaking apart. Ty moved back a bit and whispered, “Lo, I love you.”

“I love you too.”

And in that moment, Quinn loved the both of them. They had brought her into their world. Made her a part of them, if only temporarily, and she felt loved.

Logan brushed his lips along her shoulder, while Ty took her mouth, thrusting a bit harder, a bit faster.

Quinn wanted to grab his ass, pull him closer, pull him into her farther, but her hands were still bound, pinned between their bodies. Logan pressed a hand between them and traced circles around her swollen clit.

“Oh God—” She whimpered, grinding herself against Logan's lap.

He stiffened and sank his teeth into her shoulder as he lifted up slightly. He shuddered beneath her and grunted against her skin as he came.

His coming put her on the edge. She ground harder against him as Ty thrust deeper. Logan's cock softened slightly, giving Ty more room within her. Every little bit Logan gave up, Ty took. And he took it hard, gripping her hips roughly with his fingers, pounding against her until he tensed and blew his breath between gritted teeth.

Logan circled her clit faster, pushing against the hard button until she shattered, screaming nothing, everything, words that made no sense. Ty's hips pinned her tight against Logan as he rammed her one more time and stayed deep, his cock pulsing within her, the silky-soft sacs of both men's testicles brushing against her.

She leaned back against Logan and gave a satisfied sigh as Ty withdrew, wiping the sweat from his forehead.

He gave her a concerned look. “Are you okay?”

As Logan slipped from her, he wrapped his arms around her and hugged tightly.

She looked at Ty, then at Logan, and said, “Wonderful. But I'm not sure if I'd want to do that every day.”

Logan's chuckle rumbled against her back, and he laid a quick kiss where he had bitten her.

“You'll be sore later,” Ty said as he walked away to the back of the truck. He returned a moment later, the condom gone and a towel in his hand. He handed it to Quinn.

Before she could take it, Logan grabbed it and wiped the perspiration from her face and body gently, especially careful around the tender spots. He wiped the sweat off his own brow before tossing it aside.

“Can you untie me now? I think I've been thoroughly punished.”

“I'd say,” Logan answered. He unstrapped her wrists and rubbed her skin where it was a bit tender from the leather. “You'll have to get in trouble more often.”

Logan stayed behind to work on the ditch for a couple of hours, and Ty took Quinn back to the house in the tractor.

Quinn ended up in the oversize Jacuzzi tub, soaking her sore body. As she lay back in the warm, soapy water, she thought about all that had transpired in the last two days.

She was leaving tomorrow, and she didn't know if she was ready to go.

After a few minutes, Ty came in and joined her, adding more hot water and more bubble bath. And between playing footsie and stray brushes of fingers and toes, they discussed the sod farm and who Ty and Logan's clients were and the trials and tribulations of owning their own business.

Ty told Quinn that Logan had started the business years before meeting him. They met each other at the Boston Bulldogs stadium right after Ty was injured and was forced to retire. Logan's company had been resodding the football field. Logan had let Ty buy into his business, giving him something to do with his life and helping Logan out by improving his business economically. They were a great team and worked well together.

Quinn listened and heard the love Ty had for Logan in his voice. She wanted to have that type of love with someone. She wanted someone to desperately want and need her. To love her completely.

When Logan came back to the house, he made them both get out of the tub, because their hands and feet were wrinkled and waterlogged. He took a quick shower, and they threw together a late meal.

With her physical hunger and sexual hunger satisfied, it didn't take Quinn long to start drifting off when they settled in the living room to watch a movie.

Logan carried her into bed and tucked the sheets around her snugly, laying a kiss on her forehead.

Quinn wasn't sure if they'd expect to have sex with her once more that night, but Logan told her to go to sleep; she needed to recover from the afternoon's adventure. She wanted to protest, but as soon as she closed her eyes, she was out.

She wasn't sure how long she had slept before movements in the bed woke her.

* * *

Quinn had been put to bed two hours earlier when Logan finally talked Ty into also hitting the sheets. They had finished the movie and a couple of microbrews each when Ty also started to lose the battle with sleep. Logan shut off the TV and returned to Ty, who had his head back on the cushion and his eyes closed.

“Ty,” he whispered, running his fingers down the larger man's T-shirt-covered chest.

Ty's eyelids lifted a bit, and he gave Logan an answering grin. “Was I snoring?”

“No.” Logan extended a hand to pull him up, and Ty grabbed it. Logan grunted at Ty's weight. “Shit. Between your workouts and you digging at the ditch, you certainly aren't losing any muscle.”

Ty rose up, reminding Logan of how much taller Ty was than him. Logan wrapped his arms around Ty's waist and pressed his hips against him.

“You like my muscles.”

Logan scraped his teeth along one of Ty's nipples. “I freakin'
love
your muscles.”

“See?” Ty grabbed Logan's ass and squeezed. “I love that tight ass of yours.”

Logan nuzzled the dark skin of Ty's neck, tasting the saltiness with his tongue. “Well, you won't be getting it tonight,” he murmured against his neck.

Ty's laughter rumbled against him. “No?”

“No. Just because you got a little taste of being the top last night doesn't mean it's going to stay that way.”

Logan's fingers splayed along the larger man's back, moving down until he clutched Ty's butt, which was snugly hidden in his jeans.

“What are we doing, Lo?”

Logan knew what Ty was getting at, but really didn't want to talk about it. “What do you mean?”

“You know what I mean. About Quinn.”

“Just having some fun.”

“Is that all it is?” Ty leaned back in Logan's arms and looked down, searching his face.

Logan was careful not to give anything away. “What else would it be?”

“I dunno. All I know is I don't want anyone coming between you and me.”

Logan didn't know what to say to Ty. He had never heard his lover be insecure, and it was unmistakable at the moment.

“She's leaving tomorrow,” Ty reminded him.

“Yep.”

“How're you gonna feel about that?”

Logan shrugged. “It was expected. It was the deal…or dare, I guess.” He hugged Ty closer. “I have you.”

“Am I gonna be enough after this weekend?”

Logan pulled away roughly, slamming his hands on his hips. “Ty. Knock it the fuck off.”

“Hey, I'm calling it as I see it. I like her too, you know.”

“Ty,” Logan growled in warning.

“She's smart. She's gutsy. She's sexy as all get-out…”

“And your point?”

“Do you want it to end tomorrow?”

“Will you get to the fucking point?”

“Why don't we ask her to stay for a while? See where this goes.”

Logan shook his head in frustration. “And here I thought you were worried about her coming between us.”

It was Ty's turn to shrug. “All I'm saying is, I'm willing, if you are, to explore what this is. If our relationship can't handle her being a part of it, then there's a reason.”

Ty's gaze was serious. A little too serious for Logan's taste. He loved Ty and believed their relationship was strong, but did he want to risk it?

He didn't know.

His anger drained away quickly. He wasn't pissed at Ty; he was mad at himself. For not wanting to admit he
might
have feelings for Quinn.

He was too tired, and it was too late for this discussion. He extended his hand to Ty. “C'mon, let's sleep on this.”

Ty gripped it and gave it a squeeze. Logan led him into the bedroom, where Quinn was curled under the sheets on one side of the oversize bed.

Ty placed a finger to his lips and pulled Logan over to the other side. They helped each other remove their clothes, Logan just wanting to toss them in the corner, but Ty folding everything neatly.

Logan watched Ty's muscles ripple as he put the clothes on the dresser and pulled the bedcovers back. Logan's balls tightened, and he was hard by the time Ty straightened up and turned back to him.

Logan grabbed his own cock, drawing Ty's attention. He squeezed the root before fisting it to the tip.

Ty sank on the edge of the bed and patted the mattress. But Logan didn't obey. He was the top, and after yesterday, Ty needed a little reminder. He stepped between Ty's knees, wrapped his fingers around the back of Ty's smooth head, and pulled him forward until his cock butted up against Ty's lips.

Ty opened his mouth at the same time one of his hands grabbed Logan's sac and the other snaked around to grab his ass cheek, making Logan throw his head back and bite back a groan. Ty's hot mouth swallowed him deep, sucking and licking along his length. At the same time, his other hand stroked along Logan's crevice, fingers teasing his anus, circling the tight hole. Then Ty palmed Logan's sac, tugging softly, then kneading.

Ty sucked harder, his cheeks sinking in with each stroke of his mouth. The only thing Logan wanted more than to let his load go in Ty's mouth was to fill Ty's ass up with his hot seed—a reminder that Ty was his.

Logan tilted his hips and thrust. Ty had no problem relaxing his throat and swallowing his length. Over and over, until Logan had to push away, breaking the contact. Ty's lips shone with saliva and precum. Logan leaned down and captured his bottom's mouth, tasting his own essence along with Ty's.

He groaned into Ty's mouth, shoved him back on the bed, and covered him quickly with his own body. Their cocks met, and Logan ground against him. He held himself up long enough to grab the lube on the nightstand, and he liberally squirted it between them, making their cocks slippery. Ty reached a hand down and grabbed both of their rods and stroked them as one.

Logan traced his tongue along Ty's abs and around a dark nipple. He captured one between his teeth and nibbled carefully. Ty arched his back, sliding his hand faster up and down their joined cocks. Logan's tongue swirled around the pebbled nipple, licked along his pecs and up to the apex of his neck. He sank his teeth into the tender skin where Ty's neck met his collarbone and thrust harder into Ty's fist. Ty loosened his grip, allowing Logan to slide his sac up Ty's hard length.

Logan reached between them and pushed Ty's erection between Logan's legs, so it slid along his tender seam. Logan squeezed his thighs together, keeping a tight hold on Ty's cock as Ty thrust up against him, throwing his head back and exposing more of his throat to Logan.

And Logan took advantage of it.

He nipped along Ty's jugular and then snagged his earlobe before pressing his lips against Ty's ear.

“Turn over,” he ordered softly.

At first Ty didn't move. Logan knew he resisted on purpose. It was all a part of their play.

“Turn over and give me your ass.”

Ty turned his face away and closed his eyes.

“I'm going to fuck your ass…” Logan thrust against Ty's lower abdomen. “Hard. Deep. I'm taking what's mine.”

Ty turned back to him, his smile broad. “You want it; you take it,” he said, low enough not to wake Quinn.

Logan didn't think he could get any harder at that moment. He was in the mood for roughness, for conquering, for taking what was his. But he was still fully aware of Quinn sacked out nearby.

“Do it. Take me, then.” Ty reached up and flicked Logan's nipple ring before catching it between his fingers and twisting it a bit. Enough to make Logan grit his teeth.

The pleasure was intense, and he wanted—needed—to bury himself in Ty. Soon.

He decided not to wait for compliance. He slipped to Ty's side and pulled Ty to him, pinning Ty's round, muscular buttocks against his throbbing cock. He grabbed the lube once more and prepared himself. He wrapped an arm around Ty and pulled him even closer as his cock probed for Ty's opening. Logan reached down and found it and guided himself to just the right spot.

He thrust hard.

Ty was ready. He had relaxed his muscles, and Logan met no resistance as he pushed past the ringed muscle. He sank into his lover, buried himself balls-deep. He stilled for a moment and caught his breath. They lay on their sides, Logan spooning the man he loved as he took him completely. He let out a shaky breath, while Ty hissed his breath between his teeth.

Before Logan could gather his bearings, Ty ground back against him, making Logan not able to wait; he met every tilt of Ty's hips with one of his own. He nudged a leg between Ty's and reached around to capture Ty's cock. He swirled his thumb around the slick precum and used it to lube his fist as he stroked Ty's cock in rhythm with his thrusting. Ty arched his back, shoving his ass into Logan's lap, and he reached up and entwined his fingers into Logan's loose hair. Ty's hands curled into fists, and Logan felt the pull against his scalp. It made him thrust harder, his thighs slapping against the smooth, dark skin of Ty's ass.

Logan had a distant thought that they were being too loud, moving too much, causing the bed to shimmy. But he couldn't stop. He didn't want to stop.

He angled his hips a bit, making sure he hit Ty's sweet spot, and he knew he'd found it when Ty yanked on his hair and cried out. Two more deep thrusts and Ty was coming in ropy spurts over Logan's hand, over his own belly, all over the sheets.

Logan used his weight and flipped Ty to his stomach and wrapped an arm under Ty's hips to lift them just enough. Just enough so he could pump harder and faster into Ty's ass. Logan threw his head back and panted as his balls tightened with every stroke. Ty's tight ring squeezed his cock until he couldn't hold back any longer, and he grunted as his cock twitched deep within Ty, spilling his seed into his man. His lover.

He stayed buried to the hilt until the last drop was milked from his cock. He slowly withdrew with a long, satisfied sigh. He laid a kiss in the small of Ty's back and gave his ass a playful smack.

They were going to have to change the sheets.

Shit.