His cell phone was blinking, indicating a message. He checked the number. Karen.
“Dwight? Dwight? What happened? I woke up in my car. I think I’m in a ditch. Where are you? I feel terrible, and I can’t remember anything.”
There was the distinct sound of sirens in the background as Karen talked. He felt a little smile spread across his face.
“Dwight, the cops are here. Oh, where are you? Please come help me.”
Dwight felt a sense of relief as he shut off his phone. At least something had gone right tonight. They would find her there, disoriented, in a car that was obviously damaged by side and front impact. The cops here would put two and two together and never think about it again. Everyone would talk about the beauty queen’s fall. He was safe.
But it didn’t fix his problem. Aidan was still alive.
That had to change and soon. It was time to take out the problem once and for all. After tomorrow, Aidan would be gone, and Dwight would be free.
Chapter Sixteen
Lexi came awake as Bo’s car stopped. She was slumped against Lucas’s chest, her hand nestled in Aidan’s. They were all scrunched together in the backseat because no one wanted to sit apart. Bo had grumbled about being a chauffeur, but he’d driven so carefully, as though he had precious cargo.
How had she fallen asleep? She should have been nervous, terrified of getting back on the same road she’d almost been killed on, but she was between Lucas and Aidan. Their big bodies sheltered and protected her. There was nothing between them now. Not her sadness. Not Lucas’s insecurity. Not Aidan’s guilt. There wasn’t room for any of that.
“We’re here, angel.” Aidan’s hand squeezed hers.
“Safe and sound.” Bo turned his head and grinned at her. “I’m a way better driver than he is, too. You might want to reconsider.”
Aidan sat forward. He ruffled his baby brother’s hair affectionately. “I’ll give you the driver part, brother. Thank you for coming to get us.”
Bo sighed. “You’re welcome. I guess you couldn’t get a hold of Dwight. It doesn’t matter. I was happy to do it. I’m just glad you all were okay.”
“I didn’t call Dwight, Bo. I called my brother because I was in trouble. I know we’ve had our problems since Dad died, but we’re going to work it out.”
A brilliant smile broke over Bo’s face. “We will. And the whole bisexual thing is all right with me. Lucas is a nice guy. If I had wanted to screw some dude’s butt, it would be his.”
Lucas snorted and then coughed, as though trying to cover it up. “That’s a great compliment, Bo.”
Bo gave him a thumbs-up and hopped out of the car.
Lexi giggled. She couldn’t help it. She felt light. She had cried, finally and truly cried, while they had held each other in the hospital. Aidan had been right. Sharing the pain lessened it. It opened her to love. What had Leo said? Something about sanity and accepting the love offered us. She’d been insane for far too long. She was ready to accept everything these two men had to offer.
The car door opened, and Lucas slipped out. He reached back in and helped her out. Aidan jogged around the other side. Before she could really find her balance, Aidan hauled her up into his arms, lifting her against his chest.
“No walking for you,” Aidan said.
Lexi didn’t mind. It was sweet to be carried around. She felt light and delicate in his arms. But she didn’t want him to think she was too fragile. She needed more than his tender care this evening. Much more. “The doctor cleared me.”
“That doesn’t mean you have to walk.” Aidan’s voice had taken on a thick, dark quality. It seemed to change the air around them, making it charged with tension. “You never have to walk when one of your men can carry you.”
“I think I’m going to sleep out at the bunkhouse tonight,” Bo said with a knowing grin. “If you need anything, you call me.”
Lexi felt perfect nestled in Aidan’s arms with Lucas standing beside them. She nuzzled his chest, loving the way he smelled. He was still wearing his scrubs, but they had all been able to take a shower to wash away the reservoir water. She hadn’t been able to dry her hair, though. It had done that all on its own in the Texas heat. Lexi knew she must look a mess, but it didn’t matter. These men loved her. These men always thought she was beautiful. “So we’re going to be all alone in that big house? What are we going to do?”
Lexi had ideas. It was far past time for her to be in the middle.
“We’re going to have a talk, sub.” Aidan stared down at her, and even in the low light coming from the porch, she could tell his eyes had gone dark and slightly hard. “I need to make a few things clear.”
Lucas reached out and touched her cheek, a soft little caress that belied his words. “The Master and I feel we should set ground rules for how this is going to work, Lexi. Since the doctor cleared you and you feel fine, I suggested we have this little discussion of ours tonight rather than tomorrow. Please understand, this is not punishment, but we would like to play.”
“If you’re not up to it, angel, we understand,” Aidan said. “But if you want us, you should understand everything is in play tonight. We will push some boundaries.”
Lexi knew what that meant. She shivered at the thought. It was everything she wanted. They would take her together. They would be deep inside of her at the same time. “I want it.”
“God, I was hoping you would say that.” Aidan swept her up the stairs and onto the porch as Lucas got the door open. Lexi held on as Aidan walked through the front hall and toward the living room. Lexi watched Lucas following behind, a decadent smile on his face as he pulled the scrubs over his head and tossed it aside. Lucas Cameron without his shirt was a sight to behold. From his broad shoulders to his tight abs, he was simply gorgeous.
Aidan kicked open the door to the master bedroom, and Lexi found herself on the bed looking up as both of her men tossed their clothes off. They weren’t elegant about it, just in a hurry. Lexi’s heart rate sped up as all that sun-kissed flesh was revealed. She reveled in their differences.
Lucas was lean and elegant. He was dark and broodingly gorgeous. He could have been on the cover of a fashion magazine.
Aidan was thick, with bulky muscles and an angular face. No one would call him beautiful, but even with all his scars, he was all sexy male.
And both of her men had erections that made her mouth water. They turned to her, cocks jutting out from the Vs of their thighs.
“Take off your clothes, angel,” Aidan said. There was nothing polite in him now. He was all Dom, and he’d given a command.
Lexi got off the bed. Her muscles were a little sore, but she needed her men. She needed to feel them all around her. She pulled off the green scrubs the nurse had loaned her. The shirt was tight across her breasts, and she struggled a little. The men made no move to help her. They stared as she dragged it over her head and started to push the pants over her hips. When she was naked, she found her position, dropping to her knees with her legs spread and her head down. She took a calming breath and waited.
Bare feet came into view. “Look up, angel.”
She brought her head up and sighed as Aidan’s thick cock came into view. It was a thing of beauty, jutting from his neatly trimmed nest of dark blonde hair. His balls were large and heavy. The cock had taken on a purplish cast, and she could see the thick vein that ran along the side was pulsing with blood.
“Lick me.”
Oh, she could do that. She leaned forward and ran her tongue along that vein. She was satisfied with Aidan’s deep groan as she licked his cock from the base to the bulbous, plum-shaped head. She lapped at his dick, teasing with quick strokes. When she found the slit weeping with pre-cum, she burrowed the tip of her tongue just inside and enjoyed his salty taste.