Page 26 of Just Between Us

I think about it for a second, about what they are really asking, my eyes focus on the black framed doors that lead out into the garden because I can’t look either of them in the eye right now. It’s dark now but the entire home has a beautiful golden glow to it. This kitchen and living room probably have more square footage than our flat.

They exist in a world that is so completely different from mine and after Saturday, I thought they might have made some kind of mistake, but my attraction to them both is painfully obvious. I’ve never wanted two people at once as much as I want them. I’ve never wanted anyone this much.

The thought of them fucking me has me burning up with want. As terrified as I am of how they made me feel, the surrender of my body even if it was just a few minutes, was good—safe. I don’t think I’ve ever felt that before.

I swallow, looking at both of them. “And you both want this?”

Levi laughs lightly like I just asked a silly question. “Have you seen yourself? Of course.”

Cole also smiles. “Definitely.”

I feel a little giddy at the compliment. A part of me can’t believe this is happening and another part feels the heat of desire begin to pool in my stomach. My dick is starting to wake up at the idea and I try to calm down because a boner is the last thing I need right now.

Questions flood my mind all at once. I don’t have any experience with any of this and I wonder if they’ve opened up their relationship before. I never got the feeling that they were polyamorous or anything. Cole seems way too possessive for that.

“So, it’ll be just sex, right?” I ask because they are the ones in a relationship and if we’re going to keep this simple, there can’t be any miscommunication.

“Right,” Levi says with a smile. “No strings attached and the moment either of us want to stop, all we have to do is say so. No hard feelings.”

Jenna and Connor keep going on about how I need to get laid, and they are probably right. Maybe this is what I need: mindless, casual sex with two extremely hot guys to blow off some steam.

“But before you say anything, we should probably discuss some terms,” Cole says.

I look up at him. “Terms?”

His smile is dangerous, the kind that has me shifting in my seat to distract myself from the fact that I desperately want to see him naked. He leans against the counter. I follow the movement, my throat going dry from the way his muscles straining against his t-shirt.

“What are you into, Kai?” he asks.

I look at him blankly.

No one has ever asked me that before and I’ve barely thought about it too.

I can’t say I’ve ever been into anything extreme. My experience is limited with both the women and men I’ve slept with. Most women liked it when I took charge, but I had one guy in uni who liked me under him and another who preferred to bottom whilst giving out instructions. Most of it has been good but never out there.

“I think I’m okay with most things,” I say after a second.

“Good,” Cole says, that smile still on his face, as if enjoying my squirming. “Because Levi and I like control. We can get–intense, I guess, but if you aren’t into something you can always say.”

The idea of them both fucking me has my mouth watering. I’m a fiend and they’ve barely touched me.

Levi looks at Cole and then at me, crossing his ankle over the other. “You don’t have to give us an answer right now. This is a lot so you should think about it,” he says. “We just thought we should clear the air and make sure you know what we want.”

I want to say I don’t need to think about it, but he is right. This isn’t exactly normal, and I need time to think about it without all the blood that is meant to aid my thinking travelling down to my dick.

So, I nod looking at both of them. “Okay,” I say, then huff out a laugh. “Honestly, this was not what I was expecting.”

“Really?” Cole asks. “Saturday wasn’t enough indication of how badly we wanted to fuck you?”

My jaw goes slack, and he smirks. There’s a danger to both of them, something behind their eyes that should send warning signals blaring through me. It tells me that I should run but I don’t think I can or even want to.

The small taste I got of them already has me hooked and saying yes to this could push me over. I can’t afford to let my guard down; I’ve known that since I was a child, so how can I be so desperate to let it go and let them ruin me?

Chapter Eight: Kai

14 YEARS AGO

Zoe had cut her Barbie’s long blond locks into a severe bob with kitchen scissors and Zara was looking at her with strong disapproval in her big brown eyes.

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