“You’re not in charge. And you would do well to remember that, baby.” He set her on her feet. “And I wouldn’t do anything to jeopardize Jesse’s health. I talked to Doc, who is way too comfortable talking about this shit. I’m serious. He will throw down some sex talk, man. Unfortunately, being on the bottom would be rough on him.”
Jesse fist pumped. “I have always wanted to fuck that pretty ass. Yes.”
“Yep, Doc suggested you take the anal. In those words.”
Gemma’s whole face went up in flames. Caleb Burke knew way too much about her sex life and that was okay. Anything was okay as long as she got what she needed, and what she needed was to be between her men.
Jesse’s eyes went dark, his voice a deep, sensual temptation. “Take off those clothes. Now.”
She wasn’t about to refuse him. Or Cade. They were her heroes. Her future. Her husbands. She slowly pulled off her T-shirt, revealing the utilitarian lines of her bra. She would have been self-conscious before, believing she needed to think and act a certain way to be sexy, but they had taught her all she needed to be was herself. That was the way it worked when people were in love.
She dropped the shirt and unhooked the bra, reveling in the way they looked at her. Hungry, loving predators waiting to eat her up.
“Fuck, I can’t wait.” Jesse moved in, his hand going to her breasts.
Cade started shedding his clothes, too. “And I want to start going to Mountain and Valley every now and then. I like being naked. I really like being naked with Gemma.”
Jesse got to his knees, his mouth closing over a nipple. He sucked it in hard, tonguing her.
Cade moved that gorgeous body of his around to her back, his fingers catching on the waist of her jeans. “Time for these to go, baby. You won’t need clothes tonight.”
“Maybe for a while,” Jesse agreed.
Cade dragged her jeans down her hips, his palms molding every inch of her. “We are going to fuck you so hard, G. You’ve never been fucked quite like we’re going to fuck you tonight.”
One in her pussy. One in her ass. All of her surrounded by her men. Her pussy responded to the idea, pulsing and aching, getting slippery wet.
Cade forced the jeans off, helping her balance before shoving them to the side. He came back up, gently turning her head to the side and taking her mouth in a ravenous kiss. His tongue plunged in, rubbing against hers as Jesse bit her nipple, an erotic little pain.
When Cade came up for air, he looked down at his partner. “How should we get this woman of ours ready for taking us?”
A slow, slightly sadistic, completely sexy smile crossed Jesse’s lips. “Oh, we need to warm her up.”
Cade’s hand slid to her backside, cupping the cheeks of her ass and squeezing. “You heard the man, Gemma. On the floor. Hands and knees.”
A little shiver went through her as she dropped down in front of Jesse. When she was on her knees, Jesse tangled his hand in her hair, forcing her head back. “You’re mine. Say it. Say you belong to Jesse McCann.”
Such a damn Neanderthal. And she wouldn’t have it any other way. She was done with polite, passionless partnerships. She wanted this. She wanted everything they could give her. “I belong to Jesse McCann.”
There was a sharp slap to her backside as Cade growled a little. “You left something out, baby.”
Well, of course she had. “And Cade. I belong to Cade Sinclair.”
She didn’t need to ask who they belonged to. She knew. They’d been hers before she’d thought to ask. They had given her so much, taught her how to love, what was really worth fighting for. They had brought her back to life.
“Damn straight. Now get that pretty ass in the air.”
Jesse moved, drawing off his clothes. Gemma turned her eyes up, not wanting to miss a moment of the show. Jesse’s body was all lean muscle and tight flesh. Her eyes caught on the small, puckered scar a few inches below his ribs on the right side. He’d almost died. One more bullet and he would be gone.
Jesse looked down at her, her eyes softening for a moment. “I’m all right now, darlin’. I’m here and I’m not going anywhere. I’m going to be right here with you for the rest of our lives. And that’s a promise.”
And Jesse McCann kept his promises.
And he’d been right about his dick. It showed absolutely no evidence of any damage to that part of his body. His cock stood straight up, long and thick and proud. All of that was for her.
“Eyes front, darling.”
But she was happy looking at his cock.
“Cade?”
Smack. She nearly screamed at the nice slap Cade gave her ass. Heat flushed through her system, lighting up her every nerve. She moved her eyes to the front, focusing on the wall of the bedroom. Cade had moved her little bookshelf over, carefully placing all her legal books back in the exact way she’d had them.
“Now that’s better. Cade, have you ever seen a more perfect ass than this?”
“Never in all my travels. This is absolutely the prettiest ass I’ve seen. Spread your knees, G. I want to be able to see your pussy, too.”
She widened her stance, cool air brushing against her hot, pink parts. Her pussy wanted, waiting for the moment when they would fill her up.
“There it is.” Jesse’s voice washed over her. He was close. She couldn’t see him, but it felt like he was on his knees behind her, so close to her skin. She gasped as his fingertips brushed her pussy, causing her to wiggle a little. “Cade.”
Smack. He slapped her other cheek, his hand sending heat through her. The initial feel was shocking, painful, and then it sank in like a dark temptation. Cade smacked her ass twice more, moving around, spreading the heat. “Don’t move, Gemma. This is our playtime.”
Hers, too. She needed this after all the days of worry and the horror of that night. She needed to float away to a nice, safe place. She forced herself to be still when all she wanted to do was force Jesse’s fingers deep inside her cunt.
“That’s better. This is what we want, darlin’. We want our hell-raising Gemma, but here, we want our sweet little plaything.” Jesse’s fingers made soft patterns across her exposed pussy. “And you like it like this. At least your pussy does. Look at all that juice.”
Her pussy was wet. So wet. It had been since the minute she’d realized they could make love. And Jesse was right. She’d missed this side of herself, longed for it. She’d always wanted this, but hadn’t found anyone to share it with.
“See what a good girl gets,” Cade said just before she felt the heat of a mouth closing over her pussy.
It took everything she had not to scream and thrust back, but all she would have gotten was another smack and then that deeply talented tongue would be gone. She wouldn’t do anything to make that tongue go away.
Cade’s tongue. She knew that because Jesse spoke. “I hope you brought everything we needed.”
“Nightstand,” Cade said briefly, before plunging back in.
He licked at her labia, dragging his tongue from her clit to the bottom of her pussy before plundering inside. He fucked her with his tongue, taking her higher and higher.
“Come for me. Come on, G. Give it to me.” He thrust his tongue back in, fucking her in smooth strokes while he fingered her clit.
Gemma let go. The orgasm rushed along her skin.
“That’s what I wanted.” The warmth of Cade’s tongue fled. “Now it’s time to get this pretty ass ready.”
She shivered as one of her men held her cheeks open while the other dribbled cool lubricant right onto her asshole.