Page 107 of Triple Threat

“You’re doing it again,” I murmured laying a hand against his back and he jumped. What happened next almost happened too fast for my mind to comprehend. I just suddenly found myself fetched up hard against the glass, Roan’s big hand at my throat, his nose barely an inch from mine and his breathing sawing in and out of his big frame as though the shot of adrenaline he’d just took was never going to wear off.

“Bloodyhell, Sadie! Are you alright?”

I half smiled, his hand on my throat firm and actually quite the turn on, my hands raised in surrender.

“I’m sorry, I thought you heard me,” I said softly.

“I’m so sorry,” he said. “Please, make some bloody noise next time!” He let me go and tugged down his waistcoat, and I smiled.

“I wasn’t exactly being subtle, Conan,” I said gently and let my gaze rove his handsome face. He closed his eyes and let out a sigh of defeat.

“At it again, was I?” he asked.

I laughed slightly and put my hands to his waist, tugging him closer to me, my back to the glass and jokingly sighed out, “Aye,” before demanding, “Now come down here and kiss me.”

His lips curved into that secretly pleased smile he seemed to always get when I asked him for affection and he bent, hand drifting to my chin to hold it lightly as he swept his lips across mine.

I reached up, my back arching off the glass slightly, the back of my head lifting from it, and twined my arms around his neck. I buried my fingers into his coarse red hair and pulled his mouth more insistently against mine as he made a strangled noise of surprise into my mouth.

We’d stopped with the pretenses since our threesome and all slept together now. Mostly in Roan’s room thanks to its easy and convenient first-floor access. There was only one night where Roan had stayed up late and Lach had told him if he wasn’t going to come to bed that Lach was taking me to his room and Roan had simply nodded without looking, waving us off. That had beenlast night, actually, and I was a little bit over this strange obsession of his.

Nothing else was happening. Nothing since the two trespassers on the property. I figured something would have happened by now if it was going to, but Roan was of a different mind on the matter, and that was okay. He was the expert, after all… Except I didn’t know what to think because Kyle was of the same mind that I was.

“Sadie.” Roan pulled away from me to a whimper of protest.

“Don’t stop,” I begged, breathily.

“Cor,” he muttered and lifted me up, turning me around and hooking his good leg in the rungs of the seat at the head of the table flinging it aside and almost dropping me onto the dining table’s surface when his bad leg gave out.

I laughed while he cursed.

“That went so much better in my mind,” he said ruefully and I captured his face between my hands, seated on the edge of the table, dragging his mouth back to mine.

He groaned, and skimmed fingertips up my thighs, massaging the tops, moving the skirt of my short, light silk dress out of his way. I felt myself get warm at the apex of my thighs, and I already knew I was wet. It was kind of a constant thing now, how could it not be living with two hot men that wanted me practically all the time?

Okay, Roan was a lot more reserved on that front than Kyle. Kyle, I swear to God, was whatever the male equivalent of a nympho was.

“Mngh!” Roan made a strangled noise when his fingertips skated across my skin at my hips, tracking back and forth, realizing there were no panties for him to remove.

He pulled back and whispered against my lips, “You little minx.”

I chuckled and practically purred in satisfaction that I was even capable of surprising him at all, let alone twice in so short of a span of time. He sucked in a breath as my fingers went for his belt, working the tongue loose from its buckle.

“Sadie…” he murmured.

“Don’t say no,” I said softly, eyes fixed on his waist and the bulge in his slacks. He touched the side of my face and I glanced up then, my gaze trapped by his as he smiled almost sweetly.

Chidingly, he said, “Never.”

He dipped his head back down to mine and claimed my mouth in a kiss that was absolutefire.I worked blindly to get his cock free and stroked him in my hands as I scooted my ass closer to the edge of the table.

“God, Sadie…” he murmured against my skin, his lips and breath brushing my throat tantalizingly as I wriggled closer to him. He delved fingers between my legs and groaned again with desire when he found my pussy wet and ready.

“Please,” I begged, and he growled, a carnal sound of surrender that bespoke that there was no denying me, no other option. He fitted himself at my entrance and started to go slow, and I put my hands to his waist, pulling him in, wrapping my legs around him as the gap between our bodies closed and his thick, long cock stretched my body, filling me like only he could.

I was restless and had been for the last several hours, and I just wanted that feeling to go away. I wanted to surround myself and fill myself with my lover and give us both something far more pleasurable to do than just sit around, worry, and wait.

“Sadie.” His voice was worried restraint.

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