Oak, Sophie - Found in Bliss [Nights in Bliss, Colorado 5] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) (23 page)

“You’re hurting me now, Caleb. Fuck me.” His caution was going to kill her.

“You should give woman what she wants, my friend.” Alexei’s hand kept up the slow drag on his dick.

“Demanding little thing, aren’t you? How the fuck did you hold out for years, baby? You’re too hot to languish. Well, we can make up for lost time.” Caleb gripped her hips and started to thrust.

Oh, fuck, he’d been right. She was too small. Even as the burn hit her, she pushed down on him, trying to take more. She didn’t care that he was too big. She wanted him inside. She wanted to know what it felt like to have him.

He was ruthless. He held himself up as he worked his dick in. Shallow thrusts that gained more territory every time he moved. She tried to pull at his hips to get him to go deeper. She’d never felt so wild. She’d been a good girl all her life. She’d been the one who always did the right thing no matter what it cost her. She’d been faithful to a man who had cheated on her with most of the female population of Denver. When they had needed money because his family had cut him off, she’d quit college to put him through school. When she’d gotten pregnant and his family had finally taken him back, she’d gone and endured their insults because she’d made vows. She’d promised, and she’d held herself to that promise right up until the day the world was torn out from under her.

No more. Now she could see the half life she’d lived. Always afraid to make waves. She wanted this.

“Holly, calm down.”

“No, I want this.” If Caleb refused her, she wasn’t sure what she would do.

He stopped and pulled out. Her heart threatened to break. He didn’t want her. She’d screwed up.

Caleb rolled over on his back and tugged on her hand. “Come on. Take me. Take me however you want, baby.”

His body was laid out for her. Every inch of his six feet two inches was waiting for her.

“Caleb, I…” She wasn’t sure what to say.

“Kiss me.”

She leaned over and kissed him, her heart coming back to life. He was doing this for her. For all of Caleb Burke’s gruff ways, he was a deeply compassionate man. She could see that he wanted to dominate her, but he gave her what she needed.

“I love you, Caleb Burke.” She loved him with her whole heart. She had almost from the moment she’d seen him.

“Holly.” He swallowed as though there were words in his throat, but he would never let them out.

She placed a finger to his lips. He didn’t need to say a thing. He was damaged, brutally so. He’d lost his wife. That was all she really knew. He might never love again, but he should know he was loved. She would give him what he needed. A pass. “Hush. You don’t have to say it back. I don’t want to hear it. I just needed to say it.”

She mounted him. His cock thrust up between his legs. She gripped him gently and placed his dick at her entrance. So good. He felt so good. Every muscle rippled as she let gravity do its worst. She lowered herself onto him inch by delicious inch. Caleb’s hands clutched the bed sheets under him as though he was trying really hard not to take control.

She worked her way down. She was so wet that despite the size difference, she slid onto his cock. He was big and thick inside her. She was so full. What would it be like when Alexei was with them? She let her head fall back as she took him as far as she could go. Every inch of her pussy was filled with Caleb Burke. She experimented a little, bouncing up and coming back down.

“Oh, god, you feel so good. More. Holly, fuck me harder.”

It briefly flashed through her brain to tease him the way he’d teased her, but she wanted him too badly. She ground down on him, loving the groan she elicited from him. His hands found her hips, seemingly unable to stay out of the game for a minute more. He circled her waist and forced her down on his dick.

“God, that’s it, baby. Fuck me hard. Ride me.”

She balanced herself on his chest and took off. She fucked him, letting his hands steady her. She felt wild and free, powerful for maybe the first time in her life. She found the perfect angle and worked it. His cock slid over some place deep inside her as she ground down on him, her clit hitting his pelvis in perfect harmony. She went off like a rocket, the second orgasm even more powerful than the first. She was just starting to come down when Caleb took over. He rolled her on her back, rearranged her legs, and thrust back in.

“You know how hot you are? Do you know how hot you make me? Fuck, baby, watching you come is the hottest thing I’ve ever seen. Don’t for one moment think you aren’t beautiful.” Caleb didn’t hold back now. He pounded into her. He reared back and shot forward. He leaned down and joined their bodies, cock in pussy, belly to belly, her nipples pressed against his chest. He kissed her and completed the circle of their bodies, his tongue thrusting in her mouth, and he came. His body stiffened, and he lost control. His hips hammered, but she could taste herself on his tongue. He ground down against her, and pleasure flared to life again.

She might have been frigid before, but there was nothing cold about her now.

Caleb’s body stiffened one last time before he slumped on top of her as though all his strength was gone. He kissed her, his tongue playing, but it was a lazy thing now.

He finally rolled off her. “Do you feel better, baby?”

“Thank you.” He’d given her exactly what she needed.

But that look was back in his eyes. Now that the sex was over, it seemed Caleb was back. “I’m going to go clean up. I’ll get you a hot towel.”

“Caleb, if you want to go, you can. It’s okay.” She’d play it his way for now. He’d given her what she needed. If he needed space, she would give it to him.

Caleb seemed to come to some decision. “No. No. I want to stay. Alexei got to watch. I want to watch, too.”

“I am thinking I should be the one to go,
dushka
.” Alexei’s voice was still deep, but he sounded smaller now.

God, she’d told Caleb she loved him.

Caleb rolled off the bed. “I’ll leave you two alone for a minute. I don’t think you should go, Alexei. I really don’t want that. I thought I would, but I don’t.” He walked out after a momentary pause but left the door open behind him as if he needed the reminder that he was welcome.

“Why would you leave?”

“
Dushka
, you love him. It is plain. He is foolish man who is allowing his hurt to silence his mouth. He loves you, too. Perhaps it is better I leave you to work out.”

And just like that, she really, truly understood that this wasn’t a game for Alexei. He really thought they could make this whole thing work. He wanted it to work. He wanted her and not for a little while. He wasn’t biding his time.

“Nothing has been real for you, has it?” She thought about what his life had been like. He’d told her in his letters. He’d written long passages about what his life had been like since his brother had been killed. Every moment of his adult life had been a lie. He’d lied to go into the mob, and he’d hidden huge pieces of himself to stay alive.

He shook his head sadly. “No, my
dushka
. It has not been real. This is real to me. I want for your happiness. I see you with Caleb, and you are so happy with him. You are in love with him. I will take that as consolation. I cannot be the third. I cannot be the one who is merely here for fun.”

He meant every word he’d said to her. She’d discounted him because he was so much younger, but he knew what he wanted. He’d said he wanted her, and he’d meant it. He didn’t play games anymore. He needed something real. He wouldn’t accept less. She finally got it.

She had power over both these men. She would never abuse it. It was a gift she’d waited for all of her life.

She didn’t bother to cover herself up now. The instinct had been so strong just an hour before, and now it had fled. It was right to be naked in front of Alexei. He was hers. He’d offered that huge heart to her on a silver platter, and she’d been too insecure to see it. She wasn’t stupid enough to turn him away. Beneath his rough, gorgeous exterior was a man with a breathtakingly beautiful soul. “Alexei, I love you, too.”

He shook his head. “No. You do not have to say.”

She took his face between her palms. “Alexei, I love you. I love you. I love you. I’ll say it until you believe it.”

He looked up at her, his eyes so serious. “I love you. I never say this to any woman except my mother. No woman but you.”

She took his hand and led him to the bed. She lay down and pulled him on top of her. “Make love to me.”

“With much pleasures,
dushka
.”

He spread her legs and worked his way inside after rolling a condom on his cock. Holly sighed as the pleasure built, and she vowed she would do anything to keep her men.

Chapter Ten

Caleb gingerly rolled out of bed, praying he didn’t wake either of the people currently sleeping under the soft quilts. Holly was exhausted. And probably sore. Yet she hadn’t turned them away. Caleb had taken her twice followed each time by Alexei, as though neither of them could stand to not take their fair share out of her gorgeous hide.

She’d welcomed them. She’d held out her arms each time and welcomed them into her body. It had felt like coming home.

She loved him.

What the fuck had he done?

He glanced at the clock. It was almost two in the morning. He couldn’t stay in bed. He was too antsy, his eyes constantly going to the door. There was a thin line of light coming from under the door, taunting him. It had taken just about everything he’d had to lie there and wait for them to fall asleep. He’d simply watched the door, waiting for it to open and something terrible to crawl through. Something terrible always came through.

Wolf was so right. He’d never really left that damn box.

He scrubbed a hand through his hair and wished he was a better man. He glanced back and Holly was lying there, the moonlight hitting her face. So fucking gorgeous. She turned as though she realized he wasn’t in bed any longer and sought the other source of warmth. Alexei’s arms came around her, and she sighed as she settled back down. They nestled together, obviously warm and happy.

They didn’t need him. He was free to go. He’d done exactly what he’d promised. He’d given her a night of passion. He’d given her a fantasy. So why did it feel like it had been his own fantasy that had come true? One he didn’t even realize he’d had. For those hours, he’d been happy. He’d been focused on her. He’d belonged.

As quietly as he could, he walked across the floor, closing the door behind him. He made a beeline for the bathroom. He turned on the light and washed up as best he could. He didn’t want to shower. He smelled like her. How long could he go before he ran patients off?

He looked up in the mirror and stared. When the hell had he stopped trying? The man who looked back at him seemed older, more gaunt than he remembered himself being. He was sleepwalking through life, and he couldn’t quite make himself wake up.

He loved Holly. He couldn’t say it to her. He felt it in his soul, but she deserved more. And maybe he deserved far less.

He hadn’t thought about Caroline once after he’d started making love to Holly. All of the other women he’d fucked had somehow morphed into her. She was a ghost who constantly clung to him. He hadn’t loved her. He’d thought he had in the beginning, but they had become two completely separate people. She’d begged him not to go into the jungle. She’d told him he would die out there.

She’d been the one to die. How was he supposed to be happy after he’d caused so much misery?

It was better to leave. Alexei had offered him everything he could have hoped for. He could enjoy Holly in the only way he was capable of. He thought briefly about leaving town permanently, but he was honest enough that he knew he wouldn’t. He would come back as often as they would let him. He would be their third because it was all he would allow himself. He would watch as they moved in together, built a life together, and he showed up for sex. It was pathetic, but he would do it because he couldn’t walk away. He needed this place. He needed her.