Page 41 of Three to Fall

My intent was clear as I followed the hall to the solid door with Sinners engraved in the wood.

Hayden took the key from his pocket and stepped up to fit it to the lock. He glanced at me and turned it. “Lock it behind us?Or leave it open for others to join? All the kids have been picked up.”

These people might have been no strangers to public sex. And there was a part of me that got hot every time I thought about the night we’d come in here to watch Grayson. But tonight, I just wanted it to be us. I shook my head. “Not tonight. I want the three of you to myself.”

We slipped through the doorway and Hayden flicked on a combination of lights that lit the pure-black room gently. Taking his phone from his pocket, he tapped the screen a few times, then peered up at the speakers hidden in the corners of the high ceiling, until sultry music came from them.

I faltered, need for them getting me this far, but then not having the experience to know what to do next. I had no idea where to even begin or what was expected of me. I had no idea how to please three men at once, but I wanted to.

Hawk saw the flash of indecision in my eyes and took the hand that wasn’t holding on to Grayson’s. “Come on.”

He led us through the maze, retracing the steps we’d taken the last time we were here, until we stood in front of a huge bench, big enough for all four of us.

“Tell me what to do.” I practically begged for his guidance.

He glanced at the others.

They said nothing, and Hawk seemed to take that as some sort of permission. He stepped forward, pulling me into his arms and dropping his mouth onto mine.

He was so warm, so familiar. He was the man who’d taught me what sex was supposed to feel like, and so he was the man I went to for direction.

His lips brushed over mine. “What’s your hard limit, Kara? What don’t you want to do tonight?”

“I don’t have one. I want all of you. Everything.” They were the words I said out loud.

The ones I said in my head were:I don’t want regrets. Give me something to remember when I’m not here. Show me you love me, so I have something to hold on to when everything feels lost.

I half expected an argument. Expected him to disagree or say I wasn’t ready.

He kissed me instead, carefully, his mouth worshipping mine until I was breathless.

Hayden moved in behind me, kissing my neck, his hands gliding down my sides to stop at my hips. One reached out farther, hooking into the belt loop on Hawk’s jeans and drawing him in, sandwiching me between them tight.

Hawk’s mouth slid to my ear, kissing the sensitive spot just beneath, and my eyes fluttered open, searching for Grayson.

His gaze connected with mine, and slowly, he pulled off his jacket, tossing it beside an armchair opposite the bench bed.

He lowered himself into it, watching the others kiss me, which was the exact purpose of that chair and clearly the whole reason it had been placed there. He rolled his sleeves to his elbows and undid his top button, loosening it from around his throat.

“We’re going to get you naked,” Hawk whispered against my skin. “Then I want you to go ride Gray. He’s on the outside of the three of us. If this is going to work for you, he needs to be comfortable too.”

It was an unexpectedly polite thing for Hawk to say, when his usual demeanor was guttural and harsh and probably even a bit selfish. But I knew there was a fondness between him and Grayson. A mutual respect, not born of attraction, like the one between Hawk and Hayden, but a friendship and loyalty that had started when we’d begun working together and cemented itself when Gray had put his life on the line for me.

I slipped my feet out of my ballet flats, and Hawk’s fingers came to the sides of my gauzy shirt. It was new, prettier than any of my others, though still in the subdued tones I think I would always prefer. It was loose and flowy, and when Hawk dragged it over my head, it came away easily.

He stared at me in the lace and silk bra Bliss had bought with me yesterday afternoon, when I’d confessed to her I had nothing nice to wear tonight and no idea where to buy it from. I was still living off the money my sister had given me when I’d first arrived, had barely even made a dent in it because my needs here had been fully taken care of by these men and the other members of the club.

But this had been something I didn’t want them to know about. And Rebel had encouraged me wholeheartedly, determined I should feel like a queen for my first foursome.

It felt ridiculous even thinking that in my head. I’d been such a wallflower for so many years. And now I was wearing pretty underwear and feeling confident enough in my own skin to have sex with multiple men all at once.

Hawk’s fingers traced over the lacy, see-through cup of my bra. “What’s this, Little Mouse?”

I shivered when his fingers pinched at my nipple through the sheer fabric. “Do you like it?”

His gaze burned hot, holding mine. He lowered his mouth to my breast and sucked my nipple through my bra. His other hand cupped me, thumb rubbing over my tip until both nipples were beaded, taut and needy.

Hayden’s lips trailed along my shoulder. “He likes it.”

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