Page 43 of The Trophy

Luca’s eyes flit to me before focusing back on Lakyn. “I’m serious. The other night in LA, I just went with the flow. The situation was hot and I wanted you too much to walk away and let Cash or Blaze have you all to themselves. I didn’t necessarily think long term. But then when we started fighting in the locker room, I realized that those two weren’t going to stop pursuing you. What if you chose one of them?”

I answer Luca’s question, because I had the exact same thought. “Then you’d be devastated. Because what you have with Lakyn is so special that you don’t think you can find it again with someone else.”

Luca agrees with me. “What Blaze just said. I’d rather see you with them as long as I get to be with you too.”

I don’t even try to hide the smile that creeps on my face. “Besides, watching you with Cash and Luca is fucking hot. In LA I thought it was just a heat of the moment kind of thing, but when Luca kissed you a second ago? Rather than punching him, I wanted to join him.”

Lakyn extends her hand, pulling me to the other side of her, so that she’s sandwiched between me and Luca. “Kiss me Blaze,”

She doesn’t need to ask me twice, I drag her fully into my arms and take her lips in a kiss so hot, it makes the heat level in Bay’s chili pale in comparison.

I immediately increase the pressure on her lips and she doesn’t hesitate to let me in.

Lakyn’s kisses are like a drug, she’s sweet but not timid and as our tongues slide against each other over and over, she doesn’t back down, giving as good as she gets.

Her soft body is pressed against mine and I can’t resist the urge to explore, cupping one of her perfect, full tits, massaging her under the fabric of her dress.

“Hai ragione (you’re right),” Luca murmurs, circling Lakyn’s waist with his hands from behind her. “This is fucking hot.”

And just like that, he begins placing slow sensual kisses down the column of Lakyn’s neck.

“Oh my God,” she moans when he reaches the base of her neck and bites lightly on a spot I know drives Lakyn wild.

This time is no exception and our girl spins around to face Luca.

Maybe I should be disappointed, but I’m not. As Luca kisses her lips, his hand caressing her delicate jaw, I move Lakyn’s long blonde hair to one side so that I can kiss her neck.

My hands don’t remain idle either, I find the hem of Lakyn’s short dress and give her firm, round ass the same treatment I was giving her tits a second ago.

The feeling of her silky, soft skin, her delicate scent, the slight moans that are swallowed by Luca’s kisses go straight to my cock.

I press myself against her, grinding my hips to show her how hard she makes me. “Can you feel how much I fucking want you, Lake?” I growl into her ear.

Lakyn’s response is a soft moan as she grinds her own hips against me.

“Me too,” she says against Luca’s lips. “But not hard. Wet.”

My smile widens. “Is that so? Luca, is she telling the truth?”

Luca’s hands leave Lakyn’s tits. “Fuck, she’s so wet for us, Blaze.”

I know there’s a party about to start downstairs—music is already filtering through Luca’s closed door— and maybe we should worry about people noticing our absence, but right now I can’t bring myself to care.

“So she makes us hard and we obviously make her wet,” I say, thrusting against Lakyn’s ass one more time and pressing her against Luca. “What are we going to do about that?”

Lakyn drags me to Luca’s side, pressing a hard kiss on my lips before doing the same with my teammate.

A soft, pink hue spreads on her face, but her blue eyes are darkening with the same desire that’s coursing through my body.

CHAPTER 9

WOMEN ARE THE DEVIL

LAKYN

Ilove the way Blaze and Luca are looking at me.

The heat in their eyes stokes the same fire in me and all that matters in this moment is being with them.

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