“Not really,” I admitted. “You, Vandal, his lawyer. My aunt just knows I’m staying with a friend.”
“Not who the friend is, or where?”
“She knows I’m still in town.”
“But you aren’t. Not really.”
“No, not really.”
“You could disappear, and no one would know where to look.” He seemed concerned, but it was hard to tell whether it was for my safety or the temptation I represented.
“I don’t think it can be considered disappearing if no one is looking for you.” I walked into the water, letting the chill liquid slide over my skin as I moved deeper, only pausing when I got to my thighs. The wind flicked small whiteheads along the surface of the lake, splashing my heated core like a warning for me to either turn back now or get the plunge over with quickly. I looked out over the lake, realizing I could only see one cabin in the distance, and it was more of a small, indistinct shadow rather than an actual structure.
“He even gave his cleaning lady the summer off with pay.”
“That doesn’t seem safe,” he said, his voice a neutral rumble and his dick hard, even though I was trying diligently not to let my gaze slide in his direction.
“No, it really doesn’t,” I replied, not moving away as he came closer.
I felt the current of the water he displaced before he lifted my hair and kissed the back of my neck. My whimper of helpless arousal might have been too extreme for the circumstances, but I felt like the two of them had been edging me since I’d come to stay here.
“Poor baby. Did he leave you in the same state he left me?”
“Worse, maybe? He had me bent over the table in the staff room and the tip of his cock was barely inside me—” The sentence stopped coming out of my mouth as I shuddered, reliving the moment when he pulled out, short-circuiting all of the tension, sexual violence and animosity between us.
Zero pressed close against my back, his hand between us momentarily so he didn’t stub his hard-on against my back.
I leaned my head back against his chest and smiled up at him, my attention almost wholly focused on the cock nestled against the groove of my spine. My nipples were painfully stiff, and it had nothing to do with the difference in temperature between the frigid water and the sultry air. His skin was hot against mine, baked by the sun even though we hadn’t been out here long.
“So are you willing to be fucked by either of us, if inspiration strikes, or is it only Vandal you want a piece of?”
My face heated with mortification. I’d had the chance to have threesomes before, but never followed through, worried that people might think I was slutty if they found out. Considering the men involved, could anyone blame me for considering it? Worst-case scenario would be my aunt finding out, but knowing her, she’d probably high-five me as I died of embarrassment.
“Both of you.”
He kissed the top of my head, the unexpected affection making me feel shy.
“That’s my brave girl.”
My hot blush traveled down my neck to the tops of my breasts, and possibly to the rest of me.
It was true, though. Taking on both Zero and Vandal was brave. Or stupid.
“And you don’t mind when we get rough?”
“I enjoy it. Just not…” I squeezed my eyes shut.
“Not what, gorgeous?”
Gorgeous? Oh God.
I made myself not automatically reject the compliment. Most guys thought any girl who’d fuck them was gorgeous, right? I was short and cute, without much in the way of curves. Some dominants loved a girl they could easily physically subdue, but gorgeous was a bit much.
His arms were wrapped around me, holding me to him as tight as any seatbelt, one arm crossing my body with his hand on my hip, the other holding me to him with a hand on my ribs under my opposite breast.
“Just not what?” he prompted when I didn’t finish my statement. The hand under my ribs shifted upward to cup my breast, and he caught my nipple between two fingers and squeezed.
“Just be careful with my ass, okay?” I gasped as his fingers clamped together harder. My body froze up and my insides turned to rubber. “I don’t like anal,” I whined.
He growled in my ear, making me realize the mistake I’d made…twice in the same day. I’d learned not to provide sadists with that sort of information once upon a time, but apparently these two made me stupid.
“I’m not on birth control.”
He groaned. “Fuck. I didn’t even think about condoms. I’ll have to pick some up. It hasn’t been an issue in so long I sort of forgot about them.”
“They haven’t been an issue for me for years either. I feel like I’m in high school again.” I laughed as he dragged me deeper into the water, the slap of cold on my pussy making me screech. I fought in his arms, but he didn’t let go, his breath only coming more ragged.
“You didn’t use condoms with your ex?” he asked when I stopped fighting him, his voice like gravel in my ear.
“No. We were together for almost two years and we both got tested a few times to make sure. I was on the birth control shot after that.”
“But you stopped it?”
“It’s hard to get to Hazelwood with no vehicle, and after we split up, I wasn’t having sex, so…” I shrugged, and he bit my shoulder, making me gasp and struggle in his arms again.
We were deep enough now that he was holding me up higher on his body, his cock nestled between my ass cheeks. He shifted his hands to my hips and shunted himself along the valley of my ass cheeks a few times in frustration. Playfully, I tried to get away, but his fingers tightened bruisingly on my hips as I thrashed around, splashing us both.
When I stopped he chuckled. “By all means—keep trying to get away. I love the feel of a woman struggling in my arms.”
“And rubbing against your dick?”
“That might be part of it, although I wish I was in here.” One of his hands dipped between my thighs, his fingers slipping along the seam of my pussy and over my clit on their way to my core. His fingers parted me there and a cold rush of water invaded, making me fight him in earnest even though I’d been hard up so long I was about ready to orgasm from the conversation alone.
“Take me to the health unit tomorrow, and I’ll get a birth control shot. It might line up with my cycle well enough to take effect right away.”
“That’s a good idea, but it doesn’t help us now.”
“Vandal isn’t here anyway, and I thought there was some sort of pact between the two of you not to have sex with me if the other one wasn’t there.”
“I mean…I guess? We never discussed rules.” He buried his face in my hair and inhaled, as though breathing me in was delightful. “Even if we don’t do anything else today, you’ve made up for my shitty family thing already.”
“You’d rather have blue balls than go to a family party?”
“I’d rather almost anything than go to a family party, but you’re the perfect toy to console myself with.”
He sighed and turned me in his arms, guiding my legs around his waist, tempting us both. His cock was pressed between us, and I couldn’t help but rub against him, his hot length a brand between my labia, every bump absolute bliss against my aching clit.