Nicole Edwards - Zane

Sex had always been good, and Beau had never been dissatisfied. Ever. But this... This was more than the best he’d ever had. It was as though the electrical current directly connected to his bloodstream was making a complete circuit.

Beau sucked in a breath when V’s soft, warm hand gripped his dick, stroking him so lightly, it was almost the equivalent of a light breeze. So good.

He watched her, seeing how her pretty pink lips wrapped around the engorged head, the feel of her tongue teasing the slit in the head had his knees shaking.

“Do you like her hot mouth on you?”

Zane’s words filtered in through the haze in his brain and Beau nodded, watching as she slid him deeper in her mouth, her tongue teasing the underside before curling around him completely.

“Son of a –” He let the last word die off as he got lost in the sensation.

“Open your eyes,” Zane demanded and Beau’s eyes flew open, but he didn’t look at the man. He kept his gaze firmly planted on V and her lips as she continued to torment him with pure, ecstasy.

“Have you ever had a blow job by a man, Beau?”

Zane’s tone was harsh, but not mean in any way. It was almost like the guy could hardly contain whatever was building on the inside.

“No,” he said honestly. Unless his dreams counted, Beau had never felt a man’s lips on his aching dick. No matter how much he’d wanted it.

His brain barely registered the movement when Zane’s body lowered closer to the floor, directly in front of him, beside V.

Beau had to grip the edge of the granite countertop just to remain standing, and Zane hadn’t even touched him. Just the thought of his mouth on him had his balls tightening, the need to come too much to bear. He couldn’t watch, wasn’t sure he could handle the sight of Zane blowing him.

The sensations changed, and Beau dropped his head back, keeping his eyes tightly closed. V’s silken hand was still wrapped around the base, applying just enough pressure to keep him grounded in the moment, but as soon as a pair of firm lips wrapped around the head of his cock, Beau’s body shook violently, his cock jumping.

“Open your eyes, Beau.”

V’s words were encouraging, but he couldn’t do it. He wasn’t sure he’d survive it if he did. He grunted and inhaled sharply, the warmth that enveloped him was unlike anything he’d ever felt. Zane’s mouth wasn’t gentle or teasing. The man was both hesitant and demanding all at the same time.

When the warmth disappeared, Beau wanted to cry out from the loss.

“Open your eyes.” The male growl that erupted in his ear drums had Beau pulling his head forward. “Watch. It’s all about you right now. Only you.”

Well, when Zane put it that way...

Beau tilted his head down, holding his breath as he prayed that he wouldn’t pass out. Oh, God! It was so fucking good. Too damn good to be real. His dreams hadn’t felt like this. Nothing felt like this before.

A growl pierced the air and Beau realized it was him. He watched, transfixed on the two heads between his legs and when V moved lower, using her little tongue to bathe his nuts, Beau wondered how he was still standing.

“Fuck!”

“Open your eyes, Beau.” Again, V’s voice brought him back from the edge. “Fuck his mouth.”

The idea hadn’t even occurred to him. This was Zane. Zane was always in control, and Beau didn’t want to do anything that would make him stop doing what he was doing.

“Now.” V’s demand made his hand move of its own volition, gripping the silky, lustrous strands of Zane’s hair as he pulled him closer, slowly sliding his dick deeper into the man’s mouth, watching as the shaft disappeared inch by inch until he was damn near in Zane’s throat. Pulling out, he repeated the process over and over, ever so slowly, not wanting to rush this because he knew as soon as he did, he was going to come.

When Zane sucked painfully hard, Beau realized he’d closed his eyes again, and he was now staring down at the man on his knees before him. His cock fell from Zane's lips, and Beau wanted to beg him not to stop.

“Bedroom. Now.”

Without another thought, Beau got with the program, traipsing naked across the spacious living room and over to the bed. He had no choice. It was that or panic.

He refused to do the latter.

♂♂♀

Zane had no idea what prompted him to suck Beau’s dick, but he had. Never having been one to feel regret, the feeling didn’t overcome him now. He didn’t regret this, but with each and everything they did, he was reinstating the fact that this wasn’t something he craved. Whether or not that made him feel any better, he didn’t know. The only thing he did know, he was going through with it.

When he’d told Beau that this was about him, he’d meant it. Something in his friend’s eyes made him want to be here. Right here in this moment. With V by his side, Zane knew this was finally all about someone other than him or her. As many times as the three of them had come together, it’d never been like this. He realized how selfish he’d been. Their threesomes had always been about the woman, even if the two of them found their own satisfaction. Only Zane hadn’t realized that Beau’s satisfaction had never been complete.

Oh, he wasn’t being a fucking martyr. That’s not why he was doing this. He had his own curiosity, and this was satisfying that need, but more importantly, he was eager to bring Beau to the edge and send him over.

“You, naked.” Zane looked over at V who was standing to the side like she wasn’t invited to this little shindig. Thankfully she didn’t have much in the way, and within seconds she was stark naked, and Zane’s body reared to life even more so than before.

Zane nodded to V, and the woman seemed to know exactly what he wanted from her. She moved in closer to Beau, pulling his head down to hers and kissing him with a fury that the moment required. It didn’t take long before the two of them were on the bed, and V had managed to get on top of Beau. He opted to watch for a few minutes as he gathered condoms and lubricant.

When he turned back around, he found Beau flat on his stomach, V straddling his back as she moved down his body placing kisses across the taut skin. Beau was rigid and unmoving, and although the expression on his face looked pained, he looked like he was enjoying it.

Zane didn’t move, watching intently as V did something he’d never expected her to do. She’d crawled down between Beau’s legs and was placing small bites along his ass, using her hands to separate the white globes before her tongue disappeared between them.

Beau’s body bowed, and he growled, a sound Zane had never heard before. She continued to ream his ass with her tongue, moments before she slid one finger inside his ass. Zane’s dick jumped, forcing him to grip it painfully. The sight was profoundly prurient, and he wished like hell V had done that to him.

Later. There was plenty of time for the two of them to explore later.

When her other hand slid across the mattress, Zane looked down, confused. She pulled her fingers in and out as though beckoning him for something and when he met her eyes, she darted them down to the tube of lubrication in his hand. He tossed it to her, returning his gaze to where she continued to tease the man’s puckered hole with one small finger. For the first time in his life, Zane realized he was considering fucking a man. As strange as the feeling was, he wanted this. What that said about him, he didn’t know. He didn’t fucking care either.

“Do you like that?” He found himself talking once again to Beau. “Do you like when V fucks your ass with her fingers, Beau?”

“Fuck yes. More. God, I need more.”

Beau’s body was bucking on the bed, his thick cock pressed into the mattress beneath his big body, his ass pressing insistently against V’s finger – no, make that two fingers. That’s why she needed the lube. Zane watched as V began scissoring her fingers in his ass.

Zane wasn’t sure he could take much more before he exploded right there in his own fucking hand.

He moved onto the bed, handing one condom to V as she slid her fingers out of Beau’s ass. It took a minute, maybe longer for them to get situated, but once they did, Zane was looking down the long, strong length of Beau’s back, V’s much smaller body hidden beneath him. Beau had risen up on his knees long enough for V to roll the condom down his rock hard length. When he covered her once more, Zane heard her gasp as Beau impaled her on his dick.

Neither of them touched her in any way, but she seemed primed and ready to go.

“Beau!” she squealed, her hands coming around to cup Beau’s ass.

Zane got with the program, rolling the other condom down his dick before searching blindly for the lube he knew was somewhere close. Once he found it, he greased his cock, along with sliding more lube over Beau’s hole.

Fuck! Was he actually going to do this? He was suddenly second guessing himself.

“Fuck him, Zane. I want to feel you fuck him while he fucks me.” V’s voice came across assured and insistent. She was controlling this. As much as Zane thought he’d be the one making the demands, he knew she was the one directing the show. He was grateful for that.

“Oh, God,” she groaned as Beau’s hips thrust forward.

Zane used one finger, sliding it into Beau’s ass, the heat he found there damn near scorching him. He was so fucking tight. Glancing down at his dick didn’t do him any favors. He had no idea how he was supposed to fit.

No more thinking. He was going to freak out if he kept up the mental rundown of what they were doing.

With fumbling fingers, Zane began fucking Beau’s ass, leaning forward so he could see V’s beautiful face, contorted with her own pleasure. When her eyes met his, the flash of heat he saw there forced his hips forward and he was lining his cock up with Beau’s virgin ass. Oh, fuck.

“Now, baby. Fuck him now.”

Zane felt the sweat beading on his forehead, but he didn’t move to wipe it away. He didn’t move at all. He stared down at V.

“Fuck me, Beau. Fuck me hard,” V pleaded and Beau’s hips began to surge forward, move back, over and over until Zane was once again ready to drive his painfully hard dick into the man.

Without much finesse, Zane did as V wanted. He spread Beau’s ass cheeks wide, then lined his cock up with the small, puckered hole, slowly guiding himself in, inch by painful inch. The tight muscles gripped him and his breath caught in his chest. He wasn’t going to fit. There was no fucking way.

“Fuck me,” Beau roared and slammed his hips back against Zane, nearly dislodging him completely until Zane returned with a thrust of his own, finding his dick totally consumed by Beau’s body.

“Fucking hell!” Zane groaned as he began retreating slowly, then ramming in hard. Over and over he drove inside of Beau’s tight, hot hole until he was fucking him wildly, spurred on by V’s moans and whimpers.

“Shit. Oh, hell. I’m gonna fucking come!” Beau was the first to announce his impending orgasm and Zane watched as V’s fingernails dug deep into the man’s shoulders.

He was no longer cognizant of what was where. Instead, Zane began pounding harder, faster, his balls drawing up tight, his own release within reach. Meeting V’s gaze once more, Zane made sure she was right there with him.

“Yes!” V screamed, her body going stiff beneath Beau, just as Beau stilled. Zane slammed inside of Beau one last time and let himself go.

♀♂♂

Zane disappeared into the bathroom while V held Beau against her. He was shaking, and she wasn’t sure if he was all right or not, but she refused to let him go. When he pulled out of her, moving to her side, V pulled him closer, never taking her arms from around his neck. He buried his face in the crook of her neck, and she gave him the few minutes she knew he needed.

Despite his agreement that he only wanted this one time, V knew it was going to be hard on Beau. Especially knowing that Zane didn’t swing both ways and this had certainly been a one-time event. She’d seen it in Zane’s eyes. He’d nearly backed out, but somehow he managed to follow through. If, for nothing else, she knew it had been for Beau.

And didn’t that just sound all kinds of fucked up. Maybe she was trying to rationalize it too much. Maybe this had been more about all three of them than anything else, but she doubted it. As for her, she’d enjoyed it. There was something to be said about seeing two men together. Especially these two alphas. Big, strong, handsome, intensely masculine men in the throes of passion were titillating. Even if she knew it would never happen again.