Point of Contention (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) (26 page)

and photographic proof were enough to have the local judge hold him

without bail for two weeks until both sides had more time to flush out

the truth. She didn’t want to think about his being let out on bail.

She’d have to leave the lodge and flee the state to get away from

Timms.

The DA assured her he was in contact with the New Mexico

authorities and would straighten it all out before the next hearing. He

was determined to extradite Timms out of state to pay for previous

crimes. She had his assurances she’d be kept apprised of the situation.

Kay decided this was all out of her hands now, and worrying about it

wouldn’t help her. At least for two weeks she could relax. And she’d

make damn sure she was in the courtroom for the next hearing.

She’d skipped supper and went directly to swim, hoping to lose

the angst building inside her. It didn’t matter how many laps she

swam, only that she was beginning to feel human again, like her old

self. The knot on her head had changed color but didn’t ache unless

she touched it. Her arm was bruised, but she’d survive. It had been a

difficult day, but Stuart never left her side. Neither did Travis. She

decided whatever happened between them, she valued each man for

his attention to her. Even if they never had sex again, they both

proved to be protective men.

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She’d been lost in her thoughts and hadn’t heard the men enter the

pool enclosure. Travis’s clearing his throat when she reached the far

end of the concrete hole got her attention.

“Hi,” she managed, and pushed off to swim toward them. “What

are you two up to?” she asked, watching them from the water.

“You haven’t eaten today; we decided it was time to feed you.”

Travis laughed and moved to the ladder with a toweling robe in his

hand, reaching it toward her. She took it and wrapped herself in it,

using a second towel to blot her hair.

“I am getting hungry,” she admitted. “Do I have time to wash the

chlorine off?” Not waiting for an answer, she headed to the far end of

the enclosure and turned on the fresh water shower. She hung the robe

on the hook and stepped under the spray, letting it wash down over

her hair and body. She had no second thoughts about tugging off her

wet bathing suit before leaving the warm water and tying the robe

around her a second time. “Am I cooking?” she asked, watching both

men for some sign of what they had in mind.

“Let’s meet in my office,” Stuart said, not bothering to hide his

outright appraisal of her. “We never did get to have our conversation

last night.” He strode from the area without looking back.

“Come on, I’ll wait with you while you change.” Travis handed

her a dry towel.

“Any idea what this is all about?” They headed toward the

apartments, both speculating about Stuart’s need to talk.

“No idea. He had one of the staff make some sandwiches. Other

than that, I’m as clueless as you are.”

“Well, better to find out than wonder.”

Travis waited in her apartment while she changed into dry clothes.

She ran a comb through her wet hair but didn’t bother to dry it, opting

to let it air dry on the walk over.

“Want a drink before we go?” she asked, but Travis shook his

head no.

“Best just to get this all out in the open. I can usually figure out

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what’s on his mind, but this time I’m clueless.”

When they entered the office, she saw Stuart had his back to the

door, looking out the window. Travis nodded to a rolling cart with

several platters of food waiting for them. He spoke without turning.

“Help yourselves,” Stuart told them but didn’t budge.

“Later. I’d rather have a drink.” Travis moved to the bar and

picked up the vodka carafe. Kay nodded her acceptance, and he

assumed for Stuart. After pouring three glasses, he wandered back

and handed one to Kay and the other to Stuart, rousing him from his

thoughts. Kay glanced to Travis when Stuart emptied his in one long

pull and walked back to the bar, refilling his glass. He started back

toward them and hesitated, taking the container with him.

Kay sat on the leather sofa, Harley stretched out beside her,

accepting his ear rub. Travis was propped on the arm of the sofa.

Stuart sat on the low coffee table before them and put the vodka down

within reach.

“You wanted to see us last night,” Travis started but stopped short

when Stuart put his hand up to ward off his question.

“All right. I can’t keep going on like this. I’m truly sorry about

Timms hurting you, Kay, in many ways. Beyond it happening on my

land, twice, I should have known better.”

“How could you? You did a background check on him. What else

were you supposed to do?”

“Make sure he was off my land.”

“Well, that’s done now, and from the sounds of it today, he’ll be

out of our state soon.” Travis reached down and clasped Stuart’s

shoulder. “What did you want last night?”

“It seems I’ve been very closed-minded. I’ve realized of late that I

don’t want Kay to go to Seattle when her contract is up.”

Travis turned to Kay. “Are you going to leave?”

“I figured it would be best for all of us. I was going to talk to you

about it after my vacation. I wanted to scope things out first, but yes, I decided to move on. I don’t want to be the cause of tension between

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you two.”

“Honey, you cause tension when you walk in a room,” he teased.

“I was hoping you’d extend your contract. I just got things running

well. The rest of the staff like you, and more important, they respect

you. Hell, I wanted to make you second on a permanent basis.”

“I’d like that too, Travis, but it’s not fair to Stuart to be on edge on his land and in his business.”

“Well, that’s the point. I have been on edge. You are one tough

woman, Kay, in too many ways to recount. You drive me crazy at

every turn, but the idea of not seeing you every day is worse. I’ve

decided if you’ll stay, I’ll go along with your point of contention.”

“What?” Kay finished her drink but held the glass between her

hands. “I thought you weren’t into me or my lifestyle.”

“I wasn’t. But I’ve come to realize it was because it was your idea

and not mine that bothered me more. Hell, Travis and I have shared

women in the past. I just didn’t want to share you with anyone. But, if

it means keeping you here at the lodge on a permanent basis, I have a

counteroffer.”

“I’m listening,” she managed, not prepared for this. In the back of

her mind she was ready for him to ask her to leave.

“You and Travis can work out your business end of the kitchen.

Whatever works for both of you. I’ve even thought about taking a

small storefront in town for you to open your bakery.” He paused and

sipped his drink. “And if it takes bringing Travis into our sex life to

keep you here, I’d rather share you with him than any other man. At

least with Travis, we understand each other.”

Kay deliberately put her glass on the table beside him before she

dropped it. She glanced to Travis, who seemed stunned, then back to

Stuart. Several things ran through her mind, and she wasn’t sure what

to focus on, which left her staring at Stuart, dumbstruck.

“What, no witty comeback?”

“You have to admit it came from left field. I’m gearing up to

move on, and now you tell me you’ve decided you’ll let me have my

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way? What changed, what was the catalyst?”

“You knew when you told me you were ready to move on because

I was a tight ass, I’d have to make a choice. I’ve decided to accept

your contention. Quite frankly, after our night in the barn, you’ve got

me wondering if I could satisfy you on my own.” He gave a half

laugh, but it fell flat.

“Why would you think you wouldn’t be enough? From that

performance I was impressed. And just to be clear, I wanted to be

honest with you about Travis. I enjoy him and occasionally still want

to fuck him. But I figured it would be better to do it with you than

behind your back.”

“Anyone want my opinion?” Travis interceded.

He got a stern no from Kay and at the same time, Stuart shot him

a dirty look.

“Travis, are you interested in joining Stuart and me in bed

occasionally? Will it bother you if I start a relationship with Stuart? I know our situation will never go anywhere beyond just friendship and

sex, so why shouldn’t I have the freedom to enjoy you both?”

“I think we’re overthinking this way too much. I think,” he

walked toward the office door and flipped the lock, “we should just

go with the mood and forget about tomorrow for now.” On his way

back, he paused to pull the heavy drapes closed over the windows.

One last detour to the desk, and he took the receiver from the desk

phone. He pulled his cell from his pocket and made a production of

turning it off. Stuart watched his moves and reached into his shirt

pocket, tossing his phone to him. When it was turned off and placed

on the desk, Travis walked toward them and took several condoms

from his wallet, tossing them on the desk. Then he sat beside Stuart

on the coffee table. “Well, what would you like?”

“Maybe we called her bluff,” Stuart added, his tone shaky.

“Not my bluff,” she told him and gave both men a complete look-

over. “Stand and drop the pants, boys, I want to suck your cocks.” She

made a show of tugging the hem of her shirt up and over her breasts,

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tossing it aside. Next came her bra, which she threw aside. Kay raised

her hands to her breasts and massaged them. “God, that feels so much

better—metal and skin shouldn’t mix.”

Tweaking her own nipples, she watched as the men toed off their

shoes. Travis was naked movements later, his hand stroking his

erection. Stuart took a bit longer, his mood seemingly confused.

Licking her lips, she reached to Travis and moved him by his hips to

stand before her. Kay took his cock between her lips and savored his

bulk. Remembered his taste and scent and sighed. She reached for

Stuart, who stood rooted to the spot, and pulled him beside Travis by

his cock. He jerked forward and came to stand shoulder to shoulder

with the other man. With a hand on each cock, she stroked both men,

taking turns to suck their cock heads or nip their bases. She’d take one long pass of Travis’ cock, swallowing it down her throat, and repeat

the same on Stuart.

Kay didn’t know how long they stayed there and didn’t care.

What mattered were these two amazing men letting her love them

without guilt. Stuart laced his fingers in her almost dry hair when she

took his cock between her lips.

“That’s it, Kadence, suck me down your throat.”

“Let’s move to the desk,” Travis suggested. He left Kay with

Stuart’s cock to suck while he cleared off the desktop. When it was

empty he walked to Kay and reached for her hand. As she stood, he

dropped his head and captured one of her nipples between his teeth.

Stuart followed suit and started sucking and massaging her other. She

heard her own groan of approval and wrapped a hand behind each

man’s neck, holding them tight to her.

“That’s amazing,” she told them and continued to hold them to

her breasts. Travis reached to pinch her buttocks while Stuart used

both his hands to pump her tit. Her nipples were hard and puckered,

her breasts heavy with need. Kay knew her pussy was wet, would be

hot to the men’s touch. That spurred her to move their positions.

She reluctantly dropped her hands and led them behind the desk.

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She sat in the desk chair and prompted them to lean side by side on

the desktop. The position left her at the perfect height to suck them.

When it was her idea, she loved to suck a man’s cock. When it

was expected, the act annoyed her. Tonight she was in heaven,

swapping back and forth between their stiff dicks. She tasted their

first drops of pre-cum, noting how they tasted different. “Travis, you

taste spicy, like thyme and sage.” She paused to lick Stuart’s. “You

taste like whiskey. All very interesting.”

“What does your pussy taste like, Kay?” Travis asked.

“I guess you’ll have to decide for yourself, later, after I make you

come on my tits and you lick it off. Then you can do anything you

want to me.” She dropped to her knees from the chair and started

sucking both men in earnest, milking their cocks down her throat and

stroking them with a hit of her fingernails to their skin.

“I’m going to come, Kay,” Travis told her, and she focused on

him, handling Stuart while she nipped at Travis’s cock base, biting

lightly. When his cock surged, she pulled away and directed his cum

toward her tits. Her hand continued to pump him dry as she went back

to Stuart’s and repeated the process. He too came on her tits.

After licking them both clean, she sat back on her heels and