Players (Lessons by Loki) (8 page)

“Long story,” she echoed Chase’s words with a secretive smile.

“I’ve got time.”

“Vanessa and a couple of her snarky friends were watching us cross the parking lot,” Chase said as he came back into view. “So Katie decided to give me a blow job.”

Josiah turned his head so fast Katie was afraid he’d break his neck. “
She gave you a blow job in a parking lot?”

“I
pretended
to give him a blow job.”

Chase grinned, but Josiah still looked pissed
when he looked at her again. “Were you convincing?”

It was a ridiculous question, but she met his gaze and said, “Very.”

Rather than joining Josiah on the floor, Chase handed him a first-aid kit and a wet washcloth. She’d always suspected Josiah was alpha dog in this house, but it had never been more apparent than in that moment. Chase was more outgoing, friendlier. Those that didn’t know the two well might mistake him for the leader. She’d watched them long enough to know better.

Chase sat down next to her and wrapped his arm around her shoulders then pulled her against his side. Josiah went to work on her leg, washing away the blood and dislodging bits of gravel. Each time she tensed or
hissed, Chase caressed her arm or pressed a kiss into her hair.

Why were they doing this? Weren’t they supposed to be
rivals, each trying to seduce her? If she succumbed to them at the same time, what would that do to their competition?

She shook away the thought. She was not going to give in to them. They were being nice to her, nothing more. Yet Josiah’s fingers skimmed over her skin with unwarranted familiarity. He quickly cleaned the blood from her leg, pushing her skirt nearly to her
crotch as he checked for spatter.

“It all ran down my leg.” She pushed his wandering hand down
and righted her skirt.

“
Your legs are amazing.” The unexpected praise came from Chase.

She looked at him and found his gaze burning into hers.
He lifted her onto his lap, cradling her in his arms while Josiah continued tending her injured knee. She’d dreamed of this, imagined it more times than she could count. They were both focused entirely on her. All she had to do was…

“I’m not going to have sex with you.” The statement tore from her in a panicked rush. Regardless of how badly she wanted them, she would not be their next meal.
Their games were cruel and selfish, and someone had to make them understand how it felt.

Chase chuckled, but went right on touching her. “We just want to play. We’ll stop whenever you’ve had enough or we’ll take you all the way.”

“That rhymed.” Josiah shook his head. “How much did you have to drink?”

Chase ignored the question as he eased the top of her dress off
one of her shoulders. “She told me she’s ‘rather fond’ of oral sex. I think we should thank her for stopping Vanessa’s heart by giving her something she’s ‘rather fond’ of.”

Josiah finished bandaging her knee before he responded to Chase’s suggestion. His hands slid halfway up her thighs and he looked into her eyes.
“Offer Chase your mouth. I want to watch you kiss him.”

The command washed over her, stirring emotions and sensations just as tangible as his physical touch.
How did he do that? Usually when people barked orders at her it brought out her stubborn streak. Maybe that was the key. He didn’t “bark” orders, he used directives to caress and cajole, to guide and persuade.

Chase started to turn her face up, but Josiah stopped him. “No. I told her to make the
offer.”

She felt as if she were floating through a dream as she pivoted toward Chase and tilted her head. She parted her lips and his mouth sealed over hers, his hand
anchoring her head as his lips began to move. The kiss was deep yet patient. His lips slid as his tongue explored. She relaxed in his arms, returning the kiss, her tongue curling around his. And all the while she could feel Josiah’s gaze on them, watching, enjoying.
Assessing
.

Pulling away with a breathless
sigh, she tried to scramble off Chase’s lap, but he didn’t release her. “I should go.”

“You should do as you’re told.” Josiah moved closer, easing her legs farther apart.

Chase shifted her position, turning her toward his friend. Her hands came up automatically, splaying across Josiah’s chest.

“Are you frightened?” A hint of challenge threaded through his tone.

“Do you want me to be?” She’d meant was he trying to scare her, but it took on a different meaning as she stared into his eyes. The question made it sound as if her desires were linked to his, she wanted whatever he wanted.

“I don’t want you afraid.” He leaned down and brushed
his lips over hers, a teasing promise of a kiss. “I want you wet and willing.”

Well, she was already
wet, but the willing part was still to be determined. “Do you always get what you want?”

A slow, sexier
-than-sin smile curved his lips. If fallen angels existed, this was what they looked like. Silky dark hair, black-velvet eyes, and mouths designed for pleasure. “Let’s find out.” He lowered his head slowly, giving her plenty of time to turn away. She knew what to expect, or thought she did, until his mouth took possession of hers. His fingers curved around the back of her neck and his tongue sank between her parted lips. He started out slowly, building the speed and intensity by degrees.

Someone touched her shoulder
, easing the other side of her dress down. Both of Josiah’s hands were on her head, so it had to be Chase. They could accomplish so much more with two sets of hands. Her nipples tingled in anticipation, yet the kiss was making it hard to think, hard to remember all the reasons she needed to resist.

Josiah released her mouth, kissing his way down
the side of her neck. She gasped in a deep breath and then Chase was there, kissing her just as passionately as Josiah. It was overwhelming, yet invigorating. She wiggled, moving just enough to see if Chase would restrain her. His arm tightened around her waist, pressing her firmly against his body. His cock pushed against her back, hard and substantial. She shivered, feeling helpless yet ironically safe. They might be heartless cads, but they wouldn’t harm her physically. Seduction required skill and finesse, and these two had both in abundance.

Trailing his lips from her
collar bone to her sternum, Josiah awakened her skin. His breath was warm and his lips were soft as he blanketed her chest in kisses. Chase had exposed the upper curve of her breasts, yet the dress still covered her nipples. Rather than tugging the material down, Josiah slipped his thumb beneath and circled the beaded tip.

“So hard already.
Would you like my mouth right here?” He gently tugged, illustrating the possible destination.

Chase pulled back, freeing her mouth. “Answer him.”

If she didn’t stop them now, she’d ruin everything. Worse, she’d allow herself to become another conquest. She’d known what they were like long before Loki appeared to her. What in creation had made her think she was a match for one or the other, much less both?

Josiah continued to tease her nipple with his thumb as his gaze bore into hers.
“Yes or no? It’s a simple question.”

“It’s not simple at all. I shouldn’t want this. You blow through lovers like I—”

He pinched her nipple and her sentence ended in a startled gasp. “Yes or no.”

The sting spread out across her breast gradually morphing from pain into pleasure. She needed this. Needed to feel desired and adored, needed to banish Dillon’s ghost once and for al
ways. She closed her eyes in defeat and whispered, “Yes.”

He pulled both sides of her dress down, lightly binding her arms in the process. She wasn’t wearing a bra. The backless design made
lingerie tricky.

“Damn.” Chase cupped one breast a
s Josiah focused on the other. “I knew you had a nice rack, but these are spectacular.”

Embarrassed by the
semi-crude praise, she tried to bring her arms up.

“No.” Josiah caught her wrists and pulled
her arms back down. “Don’t ever cover yourself in front of me. You’re beautiful and I won’t be deprived.” Supporting the fullness with his hand, he bent and sucked the nipple deep into his mouth.

The firm suction sent heat spiraling through her body and Katie helplessly arched her back.
It felt
so
good. She shook, aching for things she was afraid to name, things she’d given up on a long time ago.

They worked in tandem,
effortlessly anticipating each other’s moves. Josiah drifted from one side to the other and Chase used his fingers on the nipple Josiah left behind. It was a dizzying dance of wet lips, firm fingers, hot breath, and the rasp of skin on skin.

Panic surged again, stronger this tim
e. She would not compromise what she and Loki were trying to do for a few minutes of toe-curling pleasure. “I can’t do this.” She pushed Josiah back and her nipple came free with a wet-sounding pop.

“You don’t have to
‘do’ anything,” Chase told her, his fingers continuing to play. “I want to thank you for putting Vanessa in her place. It would be rude not to let me.”

Josiah sat back on his heels, his expression stern.
“If you don’t want this, leave now. If you stay, I’m going to eat your pussy while Chase holds you down, and then we’re going to switch so I can watch you come while he fucks you with his tongue.”

Lust so strong it made
her tremble inundated her soul. He’d hit so many of her sexual triggers with that one sentence it was frightening. First and foremost he hadn’t asked permission, he’d told her what was going to happen. Then came all the subtleties. She loved to be held down. She loved to be watched. And most of all, she loved an eager mouth moving against and into her pussy.

“And after that?”
Her voice sounded breathless and full of want. “Will you let me go?”

“You
’re not a prisoner. You can leave at any time,” Chase assured her. “I’ll even walk you to your front door. But I don’t think that’s what you want.”

“Make up your mind, Kathrine.
Yes or no.” Josiah loomed over her, all dark desire and solemn purpose.

She wanted this, had dreamed about it for five long years.
But what about their contest? Wasn’t it more important to make them see how badly their games hurt others? She wasn’t their only victim.

This was
n’t planned. They’re as surprised by it as you are
. Loki’s voice sounded inside her mind.
If you want to stay. Stay. I’ll figure out a way to use it.

Joy fueled her excitement and she whispered,
“I don’t want to leave.”

But it
can’t go any further than mouths! If you don’t trust yourself to deny them, leave now.

“That’s what you don’t want.” Josiah moved his hands to the underside of her knees, recapturing her full attention. “Now tell us what you want.”

“I want you to do what you said you’d do.”

He shook his head with a dark smile.
“Not good enough, Katie-cat. Try again.”

Why did men need to hear
women say nasty things? She’d rather he just get busy. “I want your mouth on my pussy.”

“And what do you want Chase to do while I eat you out?”

“I want him to hold me down and kiss me.”

Chase
turned her torso while leaving her legs draped over his. He supported her back with one arm and caressed her breasts with his other hand. “Sounds like she’s adding to the list, J. Does that mean we should too?”

“No.” She
shook her head and pushed his hand away from her breast. “If you expect more than what he mentioned, I need to leave.”

Josiah
squeezed her legs, drawing her gaze back to him. “I outlined the agenda. Don’t let Chase confuse things. We’re showing our appreciation, nothing more.”

She remained tense and unsure as Josiah eased his hands up under her skirt and pulled her panties down. Could she really do this? Abandon
herself to these two men, lie in the arms of one as the other licked her pussy? It was so naughty, so decadent.

A cool current of air brushed against her wet folds, accenting their heat and intensifying the
ache deep inside her body. On impulse, she’d trimmed her pubic hair after she’d shaved her legs. She hadn’t dwelled on it at the time, but the impulse was telling. Had she hoped something like this would happen? Well, maybe with Chase, but not with both of them.

Josiah bent her knees and rotated her legs out. She was spread before him, dress bunched a
round her waist, all her secrets on display. He caressed her inner thighs, pulling heat deeper into her body as his hands moved higher.

Restlessness spread in the wake of his touch. She couldn’t stop squirming. Chase guided her head around and covered her mouth with his. She couldn’t see Josiah any
more, but the lack seemed to accent each move he made. He traced her slit with his fingers, exploring her folds and rimming her opening without venturing beyond. God how she wanted him there, deep inside her. She fought back a moan and tried to concentrate on the kiss.