High-Risk Fever (21 page)

“Okay then.” He approached her with a big, flirtatious smile and planted a kiss on her mouth, his lips tasting of alcohol. “Thank you. You’re the best.”

She returned the kiss. Though having no idea where they were going from here as a couple and being too tipsy to think about it, she had a feeling something inexplicably right was happening tonight.

“Whew.” Todd whistled from the tub. “Maybe
now
we can celebrate. You have more of that brandy?”

“Yup.” Brian turned to the countertop, refilled the two glasses, and handed her one with an accomplice grin. “Cheers.” He stepped back to the boys, second glass in hand.

“Okay.” Mica accepted the drink, a grin curving one side of his mouth. “Take off your clothes, then. Show us you mean it.” He sent her a mischievous glance, lifted his glass, and winked.

She toasted back with a nod, put the cognac to her lips, and had a careful sip.
Mmm
. Despite its harshness, this first-class brandy tasted delicious. She emptied the glass. The liquid burned her throat, its fumes forcing her to swallow to keep from coughing.

“Heh heh.” Todd addressed Brian. “Yeah, show us the goods.”

“Are you challenging me?” Brian unbuttoned his shirt, and unlike the boys, folded it on the toilet seat.

Being at least two decades older than Todd and Mica, he was more the beefy, heavy kind of guy, and sparse gray hairs adorned his pinkish chest. Nonetheless, she loved the sight of his naked torso. When he unbuckled his belt and theatrically let the jeans glide down his thighs, the outline of a thick, hard cock pressed against his white boxers, its veins apparent.

Oh my God
. She chuckled, shaking her head. This was the craziest night ever, by far beating any party she’d attended as a teenager. Speaking of party, the cognac was getting to her head. With her hands a bit unsteady, she grabbed the bottle on the countertop and refilled her small glass.

While she swallowed a new round of the harsh booze—though only a half, this time—Brian kicked off his pants and removed his socks. “Give me the liquor, sweetie.” He reached for the bottle, eyes sparkling.

She gave it to him, her heart beating a little faster as he turned to the other guys. What was he going to do with them? The idea of him being interested in
men
was still so fresh. She didn’t know what to expect.

Mica moved to one end of the tub and Todd to the other, leaving him some space in the middle under the still-running shower. Brian joined them with his boxers on, apparently taking things one step at a time. They were all about the same height. Hot water sprayed on his long blond hair and large shoulders.

“Come here.” Grinning from ear to ear and sporting a glorious erection, Todd greeted him with arms wide open.

Brian turned to face him, his white boxers so wet they were transparent, and, in profile, his bulging hardness more than apparent. She almost blinked. It was truly, really happening. Being with persons of the same sex aroused her husband!

“Whoa, look at this!” Todd put a hand on Brian’s covered hard-on and stroked up and down. “Look who can’t wait to get out! This guy here’s about to dig a hole in your boxers.” He laughed.

While Brian stood as if unsure of what to do or what was expected of him—or maybe still too shy to proceed with whatever he secretly yearned to do—Todd continued to caress him. Mica glanced at them, his arms hanging at his sides, looking equally misplaced and no longer hard. It was clear Todd held the reins in this new situation.

“It’s so fucking great to have you here.” Todd’s voice was dark and husky. His erect shaft pushed against Brian’s bulge. “The more, the merrier, right?” He took the bottle from Brian’s hands, had a swig, then assaulted his lips. Their chests and stomachs collided with a wet
smack
.

Brian broke the kiss. “Whoa, holy fuck.”

“Yeah. Hot, huh?” Todd grinned, his lower lip and white teeth sparkling with wetness. He handed the bottle to Mica, who accepted it and swallowed a few times.

They would be drunk fast. What little she’d had of the strong alcohol already made her head spin and numbed her limbs deliciously. Talking of delicious, she’d been so busy observing the guys, she’d forgotten all about the half-full glass in her hand.

She downed the liquor in one swallow. Taking a deep breath, she put the empty glass on the countertop, her hands trembling. She waited one, two, three, four, five seconds….

There, the booze reached her head, making her feel light and almost levitating. She clutched the washer and glanced at the guys again, the whole room—no, her eyes—dancing as if in a nightclub with music pumping from all corners and people moving in rhythm.

The three men had stopped the shower and were passing the bottle between them, drinking, laughing. Sure, she felt a little left out. But she was glad Brian had come out of the closet, she would allow anything without thought for herself and simply enjoy witnessing this unbelievable scene.

Mica seemed to have forgotten about the issues between he and Todd. He put his large hands on Brian’s hips, made him pivot toward him, and slowly pressed his wet boxers down, second by second revealing more of the massive hardness waiting to be freed.

Oh, her pussy contracted from the erotic sight. Heat built inside again, spreading to her panties. It seemed the floor moved underneath her high-heels.

“This is biggest cock I ever seen,” Mica said, his own soft one twitching.

Behind them, Todd chuckled, holding the bottle in one hand and masturbating with the other.

Mica pushed the boxers farther down. Brian’s hard-on popped out and straightened, its firm, pinkish head pointing to Mica’s stomach.

“Whoo.” Mica fisted and slowly stroked the veined shaft. “I can’t wait to taste that.”

With a gasp of pleasure, Brian arched his back. His hairy chest heaved. “No, lemme taste
you
first. You’re so gorgeous.”

“What?” Mica gave a happy laugh and dropped the stiff organ. He sent her a sideways glance, one brow raised as if asking for her permission.

She winked with a smile.
Go ahead. Let my husband eat you
.

Before Mica had time to look back, Brian bent forward, took his semi-erect cock into his mouth, and sucked on the tip.

“Oh, fuck!” Mica pushed his groin forward. “You know, at this rate, you gonna get me hard again.”

Brian looked up. “That’s ’cause you taste so fucking good. And look at that skin. Tanned and beautiful.” He shot his tongue out and licked inside Mica’s belly button then down the dark trail of hair. With one hand holding Mica’s cock at the base and the other cupping and softly kneading his balls, he swallowed the mushroom-headed tip.

“Oh.” Mica closed his eyes and lifted his chin. He pressed into Brian’s mouth, as far in as his throat could take. Sweat pearled on his hairy, muscular chest.

“Whoa, have you seen this?” Todd put the bottle on the floor beside the tub then stood and palmed the butt that Brian generously pointed at him. “So tempting. Nice and tight. I don’t know if I wanna wait any longer.” He moved his hand toward Brian’s slit and inserted a finger nail-deep into the puckered hole.

“Holy shit!” Brian jerked from the shock, the back of his head almost colliding with Todd’s chin.

“Take it easy.” Todd stuck one hand between Brian’s cheeks and circled his waist with the other to grab the enormous, hard shaft in front of him. “Relax. Let me in. Yeah, like this. Let my finger fuck you, nice and easy, all the way in.”

It was Anne’s turn to gasp. Her inner muscles squeezed painfully with lust, and hot wetness glided down into her panties. She clenched her thighs, because from the way things were looking, she wouldn’t have any cock tonight. Better stop the anticipation.

Panting, Brian looked down at his length held in Todd’s hand. It twitched with excitement, drops of pre-cum spilling from the tip. He growled. “Holy mother of Christ. I can’t believe…I never thought….”

Equally hard, Mica stood watching the two other guys with shiny eyes, probably waiting for Brian to go down on him again.

Todd put a palm on Brian’s back, pushing him down. “C’mon, go on sucking Mica while I finger-fuck you real good.”

While Brian obeyed, making Mica take a deep breath, Todd inserted another digit then a third, each time making Brian jerk and grunt and more semen leak.

Seeing the three naked, sexy men linked together was amazing. She wished she had a camera to forever immortalize this surreal scene. Ha, as if she could ever forget!

Todd grunted. “So fucking hot. I can barely wait to fill you with my hard cock.” He withdrew his hands and turned to her, cheeks red and eyes glassy with booze. “Anne, can you help me with something?”

“Sure.” She straightened, but her legs trembled. Two shots of cognac had killed her. Not to mention the torturous contractions of her pussy.

“Get me a rubber from my pants pocket. And I need lube of some kind.”

“Okay.” On unsteady legs, she stepped forward and bent to pick up the jeans Todd had left on the floor. The pocket contained several condoms. She fished one out and handed it to him, trying not to be tempted by the poking beauty of an erection before her. While he tore the foil open, she returned to the sink, opened a cupboard beside the mirror, and found a bottle of moisturizer. Her heart raced.

When she pivoted back to the men, Todd was rolling the condom over his cock.

“Here, will that do?” She handed him the moisturizer.

“Yeah, thanks.” He greased the tip of the rubber, and before Brian had the time to react in any way, positioned his cock between the cheeks and pushed inside the virgin hole, slowly.

Mouth agape, a grunt deep in his throat, Brian raised his head as if to protest.

Todd held him down with a palm on his back. “Yeah, give it to me.” Going farther in, inch by inch, he growled. “I’m so fucking ready to come. Give it to me hard.” He grabbed a fistful of Brian’s hair and pulled while burying himself to the hilt.

Oh mon Dieu
. She stepped backward, her cunt on fire, and almost tripped on the bundle of clothes. Her pulse drummed in her ears. She kicked off her high heels and sought balance against the washer.

Brian grunted, his cock leaking more fluid. “You’re bad.”

“No, just very fucking horny. You’re so tight, I’m gonna come soon, I swear to fucking God.” With each deep, energetic thrust, Todd groaned louder, faster. Wet smacks of skin against skin filled the room.

Anne held her breath.

Mica laughed at the scene unfolding before him then raised a hand. “Wait.” Eyes sparkling, he turned to look at her. “Give her your load, Todd. She wants to get pregnant.”

Anne was too wasted, her brain too slow, to fully grasp what Mica said until the other guys reacted.

“What?” Todd looked from one to the other with wide emerald eyes, breathing heavily.

Brian turned to see, too, face red and sweaty, his long hair still in Todd’s hand. “You want him to…?”

“Yeah, give it to her.” Mica’s tone was serious.

The meaning of his words hit her like a hot slap in the face, awakening her. He’d asked Todd to sleep with her? But hadn’t he been jealous earlier when he’d suspected Todd of having been intimate with Brian? And a bigger concern for her—did
she
want Todd’s semen? Wasn’t her baby’s father supposed to be her husband or her seducer? What relationship did she have with Todd?

Before she could think more, Todd stopped thrusting, though he kept his cock buried inside Brian. “But I’m...not into…uh…girls. I’ve never fucked one before.”

“It’s okay, just do it.” Mica grinned. “You’ll like it.”

Hesitating, Todd released Brian’s hair. “You sure?” His eyes sought hers. “Anne, do you want it?”

She felt cornered, didn’t know what to say. Her heart drumming, she gazed at Brian, but instead of a scowl of disapproval, he had the same questioning look as the other guys. So he left it up to her.

Thank you for trusting me to make the right decision
.

Well, did it matter who was the father, as long as she had a baby? No, it didn’t. Since their ménage, the four of them were in this baby-making thing together. Besides, she liked Todd, and since she had strong feelings for Mica and he for Todd, it was right to involve him. He had asked to be present during the conception, right? Then he would be tonight, too, but this time as her partner.

They all stared at her, awaiting her decision.

“Yes.” She nodded with a smile. Yes, she would allow Todd to be a possible father for her child, the same way Brian and Mica were. Should the fatherhood matter to any of them later, a test could easily determine it.

“All right.” Todd slipped out of Brian, his long, glistening cock in the air. Sweat pearled on his forehead. He stepped out of the tub, removed the condom, and dropped it in an aluminum bin.

Meanwhile, Brian straightened and stood next to Mica. Wet and sporting beautiful hard-ons, they observed her with their eyes shiny and full of expectation. Both of them had slept with her to make a baby; now it was Todd’s turn. And who knew, maybe
they
could continue their little game with each other in the meantime.

Todd came toward her. Her entire body sizzling, she took her wet panties off, threw them into a corner, and leaned against the washer. A second later, he stood close, filling her view. Tall, broad-shouldered, his scent a blend of lavender and alcohol.

He had trouble meeting her look, but when she gave him an encouraging smile, he grinned back and locked eyes with her like an accomplice. They were in this together. She swam in his green eyes for a moment. Apart from the confidences he’d made in the cellar after catching her peeping, they had never been close or shared anything. She’d concentrated on Mica the whole time.

She leaned forward and kissed his wet cheek, her lips grazing the blond, manly stubble on the way to his mouth before gently biting his full lower lip. His hardness pushed against her silk dress. So tempting. She arched toward him.