Page 46 of Third Wheel

Amy nodded.

“Okay,” she whispered.

Zach

Something inside Zach relaxed when Amy nodded. He hadn’t realized what Kincaid was doing until it was already happening, but he didn’t disagree with a single thing his boyfriend had said.He cared too much about Amy to let her go scene with any other Dom. He would much rather she chose him and Kincaid.

He knew what she needed when it came to pain, and Kincaid was the kind of Dom that he’d privately thought she’d always wanted. Jeremy hadn’t done anything for her.

They could show her the kind of treatment she deserved, then eventually, she’d find a partner she deserved. In the meantime, he could fulfill some of the fantasies he’d had about sharing her with Kincaid, fantasies he no longer had to feel guilty about or try to suppress because she was single, and Kincaid was obviously on board.

The Stronghold-Marquis gossip train would be working overtime, but he didn’t care.

“Let’s go downstairs then,” Kincaid said, glancing up at Zach. He nodded. Downstairs made the most sense. On a Saturday night, all the private rooms would be full. They might get lucky and get a semi-private alcove. Kincaid gave the others a little wave over Amy’s shoulder.

Zach didn’t bother. He didn’t really feel like seeing the smirking that he was sure was going on behind them. His focus was on Amy, who managed to look both flushed and pale at the same time.

“Anytime you want to stop, all you have to do is say so,” he reminded her, bending forward to murmur the words in her ear. Though he really hoped she didn’t want to stop. She shook her head, and his heart skipped a beat before she spoke, and he realized that she wasn’t trying to stop them before they even got started.

“I want this,” she said, turning her head to look up at him. “I’m not sure it’s the best idea in the world, but I still want it.”

Kincaid chuckled as he moved, putting her between him and Zach, his hand going to the small of her back while Zach’s hand slid up to the back of her neck. They started moving her forwardtoward the stairs to the Dungeon. Zach was aware of multiple heads turning as they passed and the disappointed expression on some of the other Dom’s faces.

Too bad, assholes, she’s ours.

For tonight, at least.

“Let us worry about whether or not it’s a good idea,” Kincaid reassured her while Zach looked around. Catching the eye of one of the club submissives, he made a motion with his hand, and Tracey immediately nodded, recognizing that he and Kincaid wanted their club toy bags delivered to them. “You don’t have to think anymore tonight. You can just relax. Feel. The only thing you need to worry about is if there’s something you want us to make sure we do.”

“I just want kink and an orgasm combined.” Amy sounded so wistful, it made Zach’s heart twist in his chest.

He’d always wondered if Jeremy didanythingfor her when she went home, if he made any kind of effort to meet any of her needs. From the way she’d just said that, Zach was guessing no.

“Heck, I’ll just take some orgasms that aren’t self-inflicted at this point, but I’d really like to be spanked first.”

Zach shook his head at the idea of “self-inflicted” orgasms. It was very telling that she called them that instead of personal pleasure or masturbating. Like she hadn’t even enjoyed them. Since she’d gotten tested, he knew that she and Jeremy had had some semblance of a sex life.

He wondered when the last time she’d had an orgasm with her ex, though. If he were to be betting on anything, it would be on the fact it had been a while since her ex had done anything worthwhile for her in that regard.

“So, sex is on the table?” Kincaid asked as they began their descent down the stairs.

“Sex is definitely on the table.” Amy sighed. “If we’re going to do this tonight, I want to go all in. I’ve never had a threesomebefore, but I’d be lying if I said I’d never fantasized about the possibility. Jeremy would have never gone for it, unless it was with another woman.”

That didn’t surprise Zach in the slightest.

Amy looked up at both of them as they reached the bottom of the stairs, turning her head back and forth between them.

“As long as this doesn’t change anything between us. I don’t want to lose either of you as friends, and I don’t want anything to get messed up between you.”

“We’ve done this before,” Kincaid reminded her, as delicately as possible, and without actually mentioning they’d done it with other women. Though, it had been a long time since that had happened. “That was never what messed us up.”

That was true enough.

“It helped us,” Zach told her. “Kincaid doesn’t make the best pain slut, and he’s not a very good bottom, either. So I always had to get some of those needs met in other places.” Kincaid chuckled at the massive understatements. “Really, you’re helping us because otherwise, we’d have to find a Dom for youandsomeone to help us out.”

Though, granted, that didn’t necessarily mean a threesome, but overall, it was still true.

“Well, when you put it that way,” Amy said with a laugh.

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