She nods, and Winger grumbles.
“Kiss him, Tiny. Show him how ready you are.” I lean away so the two of them can lock lips. The front-row seat to watch them connect assures me that I want this to happen between all of us, not just Tiny and me. But I want her first.
I’ve never watched like this. Never wanted to seemywoman satisfied by another man. Never believed that I could be happy sharing.
But with my psuedo-brothers, it’s crystal clear that this is the only way.
When he lets her pull away, I set her on her feet. “The guys and I are going to step outside. We’ll give you a few minutes to explore the house then I’m coming for you.”
“Really?” She strokes her hands over mine.
“Really.” I lower a hand to her pussy and rub it through her dress. “Then this is mine.”
Six
Sasha
StandinginfrontofTank, Purge, and Winger while they’re seated, is the only chance I have of being bigger than them, being taller, having the upper hand, and yet there’s no sense of pressure or that they’d do anything I don’t like.
They’re humoring this whole chase thing because I asked for it. I question my sanity for a second.
“You okay?” Winger says.
“Yeah, I’m fine.” I’m getting everything I asked for so I should be, but have I overstepped?
“You look kind of nervous.” I shrug. “I just bought the three of you in an auction and announced that I was going to take you home to do yard work in the middle of the night. So basically, I just told the whole town I’m going to have sex with you.”
“And we’re damn happy you did,” Purge says.
Winger ads, “If this evening got away from you, it’s fine to back out, Sweet Pea. Just know that we’re all in.”
“That’s what’s so hard to believe. None of you balked at my fantasy.”
“We’d be fucking idiots,” Tank says.
John balked. He hadn’t even considered for a second that I was telling him about the scene from my book because it turned me on. He made me feel dirty and unworthy. These guys make me feel like a treasure.
I back up a step and wave my finger. “Okay. I guess I better orient myself.”
The men stand in unison and I’m suddenly small again.
Tank says, “Get yourself oriented. Find a place that gives you options.
Winger interrupts. “Anywhere you want.”
Purge adds, “First to find, first to fuck.”
“Iwill befirst.” Tank drags a finger across his lips, pausing when his fingertips are under his nose. “I’ve got your scent and I’m coming for you.”
I force a smile because I cannot produce a single intelligent word.
Tank motions to the door. “She can’t hide while we’re standing here watching.”
The three of them practically march out in sync. Each one looks over his shoulder at least once before exiting. Part of me wants to just sit right here so when they come in, they can have me. I don’t even know if the chase is part of my fantasy anymore. I give myself a mental shake. No, it definitely is.
I don’t know how long I have before they’ll come back in. Quickly exploring the nearby doorways, I find a closet and a bathroom. Recalling the shape of the house from the outside, I head the other direction.
A long hallway with several closed doors reveals bedrooms and a workout room. How do I pick where to go?