Page 145 of Triple Pucked
My eyes darken at the thought that his lips are pressed over the same skin that is still hot andwetwith my kisses.
I bury my fingers in Shay’s tumble of hair and tug his head back…hard.
Shay hisses out between his teeth. “Beast.”
I smile, smugly. “Just how you like me, cucciolo.”
I drag Shay into an even harder kiss that steals his breath. I am satisfied that I leave him panting, while I turn to Robyn and kiss her more gently.
Yet I leave her just as breathless.
“Just a taste,” I murmur, “of the reward tonight. We deserve a celebration for winning, after the stress of having to be on such high alert against our stalker.”
“I was sure that Blythe would create trouble.” Shay scrunches up his nose. “But the security measures at the rink work. So, fuck her. I won’t be made to live in fear any longer. She doesn’t control me. So, let’s play our card game. I won’t have her take something as simple as playing cards away from me or the kinky fun that we have together.”
“Are you sure?” I study him, carefully.
I would have never have suggested the deck of pucking if I’d known that Blythe used playing card symbols as a code.
It’s why it is important to know about past relationships when you have a dynamic like ours. Something playful and meant to bring pleasure can actually unearth demons.
I have had weekly, sometimes daily, conversations with both Shay and Robyn. Since I started dating them both, I have spoken more to them about their pasts and my own than I have to anyone, even friends like The Kinks.
I feel comfortable enough with them to admit the truth about what has been done to me but also, who I truly am.
It’s been liberating.
I hoped that they felt the same.
I hadn’t realized just how much Shay protected himself with his mask of sunnyhappiness. Maybe he doesn’t realize it either.
When this nightmare with Blythe and Heine is over, I hope that Shay is able to tell me in detail what his ex truly did to him. How can I know that I am not accidentally hurting him in ways that I don’t intend otherwise?
It only makes me hard to see his pretty tears, if I know that he is as hard as I am.
Shay nods with a grin.
“I want it to be the ace of clubs. I love the toys in our play chest.” He winks at Robyn. “There is a remote controlled G-spot vibrating love egg in there, which I have been eying for a while. Dee and I have been plotting trying it out on our Robyn. We can take turns tormenting your clit and nipples, while one of us uses the remote hidden in our hand, and you’ll never know when the vibrations will start.”
Robyn’s breath catches.
She likes that idea.
I push a curl behind Robyn’s ear. “It sounds like you’re about to be ravished, principessa. If Shay picks the ace of clubs, all three of us will have control of when you come. Although…” I dart a wicked grin at Shay. “Don’t think that there aren’t otherremote controlled devices in our toy chest, which I can use on you at the same time.”
“Oh, fuck.” Shay’s breath hitches too.
Both my beautiful pets’ pupils are dilated now.
“This time, we’d be in private.” I drop my voice, low and seductive. “But next time, I will take you both out to my favorite, expensive Italian restaurant. Everybody around you will be dressed in suits and talking business. You’ll both be thrumming with frustrated desire, however, while your cheeks will be flushed. You’ll be trying not to squirm in your seats and give away to anyone that you have love eggs vibrating inside you, which I will set off when you least expect it. You’ll be desperate, clutching the edge of the table. I’ll insist that you eat your dessert, while you’ll be beyond even speaking because you’ll be so focused on not coming in your pants. And there will be nothing that you can do about it.”
Robyn and Shay are staring at me with stunned expressions.
I pull away from them, satisfied. “We better get started.”
“Yeah.” Robyn swallows. “Please.”
“Dee,” Shay calls loudly over my shoulder, “you better not be asleep, bro.”
