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“Please don’t stop me from walking out only to call me back to tell me this isn’t going to work out. I’m not looking for anything long-term and Lord knows that I’m not ready for anything serious. Just one night, the three of us having a little fun.” Mercy leaned against the door frame trying for casual, but Callan could tell that she was nervous as hell.

Cash groaned again and Callan laughed, “You seem to be doing a lot of that tonight, man.”

“Fine, fucking fine.” Cash stood and crossed the room to where Mercy stood to pull her into his arms. He sealed his mouth over hers and she seemed to melt against his body. Callan wasn’t about to let Cash have all the fun.

“My turn,” Cash turned Mercy towards Callan letting him taste her mouth and she willingly let him in, parting her lips to let his tongue find hers.

“Damn, you taste good baby,” Callan growled. He couldn’t wait to taste the rest of her, but he knew that they needed to set a few rules first.

“What are the ground rules?” Callan looked over to Cash, allowing him to take point, which was no easy feat for him. He liked control in and out of the bedroom but if they were going to share Mercy even for just one night, there could only be one alpha. He was willing to let Cash have that as long as he got Mercy, that was all he wanted at the moment.

“We do this upstairs in my apartment. It’s a one-night-only event and then we go our separate ways. We don’t talk about tonight with anyone outside the three of us. And Mercy, if you agree, you are giving Callan, and me complete control. Tonight, you will be ours and you’ll obey every order or this all ends.” Cash took a step back from Mercy as if giving her space to decide if she wanted to move forward with their night or walk away.

Mercy looked confused and Callan wanted to reach for her to tell her that it wasn’t as bad as she had imagined but Cash shook his head warning Callan not to touch her.

“Ask your question, little one,” Cash growled.

“Will I have to sign a contract?” Callan barked out his laugh and Cash shot him a warning glare.

“No,” Callan said, “you won’t have to sign anything. You agree to be ours and we take care of you for one night.” He knew that he was getting his hopes up but the thought of Mercy saying no had him holding his breath. He needed for her to say yes to them, to give them a night. A part of him worried that one night wouldn’t be enough but he was willing to take whatever she wanted to give.

“What’s it going to be Mercy?” Callan whispered, almost afraid to ask for fear that she would tell him no.

She looked at Cash and then up to him as if giving them the once over, “Yes,” she breathed. Callan let out his pent-up breath and she smiled as if she knew exactly how she was affecting him.

Cash wasted no time lifting her into his arms and carrying her to the back door that led up to his private apartment. Callan had been up there a few times going over the finances with Cash, but this visit wasn’t about business. This visit was going to be completely about pleasure and Callan couldn’t wait to take everything that sexy little Mercy just agreed to give them.

Cash

Cash carried Mercy up the stairs that led to his private apartment. He loved the way she melted against him as if she was made to fit him. He wasn’t sure how he was going to be able to share her with Callan but telling her no wasn’t an option. Telling her no meant that neither of them would be able to touch her and Cash wanted to touch her more than he wanted his next breath.

Cash pushed open his front door, never finding a need to lock it since the only way up was through his back office and he kept his office door locked. He set Mercy down on the floor, letting her slowly slide down his body, to take in every inch of him. Feeling her body against his own ignited a fire deep in his gut. He wasn’t sure that he liked feeling that heat again. The last person that he felt that for was Jasmine and that relationship nearly destroyed him. He shook his head trying to clear away the images of her lifeless body strewn across his bed. Cash needed to get his mind back in the game, otherwise, he was going to lose out on his chance at Mercy and he wanted to spend the night forgetting. He knew that he could get lost in her body giving himself a much-needed break from thinking about what-ifs and regrets.

“Wow, nice place,” Mercy gushed. It wasn’t much but it served its purpose as a place to crash after late nights spent at the bar. He had a house that he was renovating across town, and he stayed there on his days off. He often left the bar and worked for hours at the new place. He rarely slept and when he did, it was fitful, plagued with images of ghosts that he’d sooner forget. Working on his new house and getting his hands dirty gave him purpose and helped him to get his mind off things.

“Thanks, I remodeled when I finished the bar. I use this place to crash when I’m too tired to drive across town.” Mercy nodded. Cash watched as Callan sat down on his sofa and pulled Mercy down with him. He wasn’t sure how he wanted to proceed. Hell, he wasn’t sure if he wanted to move forward with this whole cluster fuck at all. Sharing a woman was something that he swore he would never do again after Jasmin.

“Can I get you both something to drink?” Cash crossed into his kitchen. He tried to keep it stocked in case he ended up staying at the apartment. He always kept a bottle of vodka on hand, and he had a feeling that he was going to need some liquid encouragement to get through the night.

“I’ll have whatever you’re having,” Mercy whispered. Cash could tell that she was nervous and that was the last thing he wanted. If they were going to do this he wanted Mercy to have a good time and not worry about whether she was making the right decision by being there with the two of them.

Callan nodded, “That works for me.” Cash poured a round of shots, handing them each one. Mercy’s hand shook as she took the glass from him. He let her take the shot and then pulled her into his arms. He knew just how to calm both of their nerves, but it would require Mercy to give over some of her control. Cash wasn’t sure if she would do so willingly.

He hauled her up against his body and pressed his mouth against hers, nipping and biting at her lips until she partedthem, letting him in. His tongue stroked into her mouth, and she moaned into his. He liked how responsive she seemed to be and wondered if she would feel the same way about Callan kissing her. He pulled free and found Callan pressed up against Mercy’s back as if waiting for his turn. Cash reluctantly turned her into Callan’s arms, allowing him to have a turn with her. Watching Callan kiss his way into Mercy’s mouth sent pangs of jealousy through him, though he had no right to feel them. She wasn’t his, hell she wasn’t either of theirs, but Cash didn’t like having to share the very sexy Mercy with his friend. Backing out wasn’t an option because he wasn’t sure that she wouldn’t leave with Callan to finish what they started. He wouldn’t miss out on his chance to claim the sexiest woman to walk into his bar in months. Cash just needed to remember that this was for one night and take all the pleasure that he could from her.

Callan broke their kiss leaving them both panting for air and Cash decided to take the lead, needing to find the control that he craved. “Strip out of that sexy little dress and climb up on my bed, little one. You are going to suck Callan’s cock while I taste that sweet pussy of yours.” Cash nodded back to the master bedroom. Callan and Mercy moaned in unison and started back, following his orders. Cash poured himself another shot and decided to take the whole fucking bottle back to his room.

By the time he got back there, Callan had already stripped both himself and Mercy and was helping her up onto the four-poster bed. His master bedroom was set up for playing and he planned on playing a whole lot with Mercy. He nodded to Callan who eagerly stroked his cock, giving him the silent “okay” to start.

“Open,” Callan said hoarsely. Cash felt frozen to the spot where he stood watching as Mercy took Callan’s cock into her mouth, her sexy lips swollen from their kisses. Callan groaned, throwing his head back from the pleasure of being in Mercy’s hotmouth and Cash almost regretted not being the one having his dick sucked. Once he saw how turned on Mercy was by the whole scene he instantly changed his mind. He put the bottle on his nightstand and crawled onto his bed straddling her sexy, petite body. Mercy was so tiny compared to him and Callan; he worried that they would break her.

Cash watched as Callan slid deeper down Mercy’s throat and the way that she took all of him was the hottest fucking thing he ever saw. He knew that if he didn’t stop watching he would come in his damn pants and that wasn’t the way he wanted tonight to go. Cash kissed his way down Mercy’s body, paying special attention to her already pebbled nipples. Her drenched folds rubbed against his thigh, and he knew that she was more than ready for him but that wasn’t going to stop him from taking his time and licking her sweet pussy until she came all over his mouth.

“Fuck baby, you are so wet,” he said, running two of his fingers through her wetness and pushing them deep inside of her. She moaned and bucked against his hand. “Hold still, little one. You need to suck Callan’s cock and lay there like a good girl,” Cash warned.

“I don’t know how much more I can take, man. She feels so fucking good,” Callan growled. Cash spread Mercy’s legs up over his shoulders and licked his way through her pussy, sucking her clit into his mouth. She also tasted fucking good, but he wasn’t going to share that little bit of information with his friend. Callan could find that out for himself, later.

Cash licked and sucked at her wet folds until she was once again squirming against his mouth. He knew that she was close, and he couldn’t wait to be inside of her. His cock was screaming for attention.

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