It happened suddenly. He hit that perfect spot, and Callie went flying. She moaned and buried her face in his shoulder as the sensation took her. A second later, Zane stiffened, every muscle tense. He pumped into her as though he wanted to fuse them together. As he slowed, he leaned over to kiss her again. This time he was gentle, nibbling at her lips as his hips pumped softly.
“Sorry for the quickie. You felt so good, so right. Callie, that was amazing. We’re going to make a baby. Nate’s going to freak out. He’s always…” Zane’s face fell.
Callie let her feet drop to the floor, though she held on to Zane. “He always wanted kids?”
Zane pulled her close. “Yeah. He wanted the whole white picket fence thing, though I suspect his fence would have been much more expensive than a plain picket fence. Maybe wrought iron. Babe, don’t take his moving on as a reflection of you. He loves you. He just needs more than this place can give him.”
“Do we have to give up on him?” Callie asked, hearing the longing in her voice. “Maybe we should just go with him. It’s not like we have jobs we’re married to.”
Zane kissed her forehead and reached for the soap. “You like your job. I don’t even have a job, but I know I’ll like the one I get. I’m going to take out a loan on the empty building beside Stella’s.”
Callie knew it well. “Oh, that’s supposedly haunted.”
Zane soaped his hands and then started to clean her. His fingers rubbed and massaged until she sighed and leaned against him. He was already stirring, his erection coming back to life. “Then the ghost better get used to me. I’m going to open a bar. I’ll go to the bank on Monday. If I can’t get a loan from there, I’ll hit up Stefan.” His voice cheered measurably. “Yeah, maybe I’ll just do that. He’s like your brother, right? A family loan. If you want, you can help me run it, or you can keep working with Nate. It’s up to you. Just know that I’ll take care of us. I’ll provide for you. When I get the bar running and making money, you won’t have to work.”
His hands skimmed along her breasts and down to her pussy, where he rubbed for an awfully long time. “I like to work, Zane. If we can’t convince Nate to stay with us, I’ll help you with the bar. I think I’ll be a good waitress.”
He cleaned her thoroughly. “As long as the patrons understand you’re a taken woman, I’m fine with that. Maybe I should just beat Nate until he agrees to stay.”
There was a loud snort, and Callie jumped.
Zane just sighed and muttered, “Sneaky bastard. How long have you been out there?” He peeked through the shower curtain.
Callie sneaked a glance and saw Nate sitting against the wall of the bathroom. He had one knee up, and his eyes stared at some place below the shower curtain.
“Long enough to know I should leave.”
Nate’s words cut through her. She scrambled out of the shower. She dripped across the tile, but Nate’s arms were open as she kneeled in front of him. He didn’t seem to care that she was soaking him through. She felt his breath as his arms closed around her.
“Zane’s right. I’m not very smart. But I need more than I can get here, Callie. Can you forgive me?”
She felt the hitch in his chest when he said the words and knew how much they cost him. She also knew she couldn’t reject him. She loved him. Zane loved him. Wherever he went, he would be a part of them. “Know that you’ll always have a home with us. I love you, Nate.”
His arms tightened around her. “I love you, too, baby.”
She wanted him. For as long as he stayed, she wanted him. “Come to bed with us.”
There was the saddest smile on his face. “You sure you want me there?”
Zane reached out a hand. He’d shoved his soaked jeans off his body and stood there in all his glory. “Come to bed with us. She misses you. I don’t, but she does.” There was wicked grin on his lips and a twinkle in his emerald eyes. “Come on, Nate. Stay with us for as long as you can, man.”
Nate kept one hand on her, but he reached the other out to Zane. For a blissful moment, they were connected, and Callie felt complete.
“Look at me, baby.” Nate’s voice was thick as he nudged her head up. He nodded at her, and she stood as he accepted a hand up from Zane. The minute Nate was on his feet he was pulling her into his chest, his arms capturing her. He lowered his mouth to hers, and she marveled in all the ways he was different from Zane.
Where Zane overpowered, Nate cajoled. His mouth moved gently against hers, an invitation to play. She flowered open beneath him, allowing his tongue full access. He glided into her mouth with velvety seduction. Though she’d just come, Callie felt herself heating up all over again.
Callie pressed her body to Nate’s. She loved the feel of him, even through his clothes. Unlike Zane, he’d gotten fully redressed, and now the fabric of his shirt rasped at her nipples. His belt buckle was cool against her belly. Her hands on the strong muscles of his back, she dragged the shirt out of his waistband. She pulled it up so she could get at his warm skin. Nate cursed and pulled himself out of her embrace.
His blue eyes were hot as he tugged the shirt up and over his head, not bothering with niceties like unbuttoning or folding. He simply tossed it away and went to work on his belt buckle. While Nate tore out of his clothes, Zane moved in behind her. His big hands ran up her torso and cupped her breasts. His mouth found the nape of her neck and kissed the supersensitive skin there. Zane’s thumbs circled her nipples, making them ripe and hard.
Callie gave herself over to Zane’s touch as she watched Nate. He kicked out of his boots and shoved his pants and boxers off, tossing them to the side. His dick was already at full attention. It jutted from his body, bobbing as though seeking something. Nate grabbed it with one hand and stroked up and down.
“She is the prettiest thing ever, isn’t she, Nate?” Zane’s deep voice was a grumble. He was pressed so close to her she could feel it on her skin when he talked.
Nate’s eyes were firmly on her breasts as he stroked himself up and down. His hand smoothed his erection from balls to base. The head of his cock was already becoming coated with pearly liquid. “She’ll be even prettier when I’m done.”
There was a deep chuckle from behind. Zane pinched her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers. Callie moved restlessly under his hands. Her breasts were so sensitive.
“Are you going to use her for target practice?” Zane asked. His cock moved against her back.
“I want her covered in us, man.” Nate’s words came out as a harsh groan. His thumb brushed the head of his cock. Callie watched breathlessly as Nate’s cock seemed to swell and pulse.
“Bed, Callie.” There was no doubt that Zane’s words were a command. “Hurry, he won’t last long.”
Callie scurried out of the bathroom, unsure of what they were planning. It didn’t matter. She trusted them. She was sure whatever they wanted would end in her screaming in pleasure at some point. She was willing to do anything to make her time with Nate memorable.
Callie brushed back tears at the thought. Tonight wasn’t about sadness. She was going to enjoy every moment she had left with him. She threw herself on the bed and watched as Zane and Nate placed themselves on either side.
“Lay back, darlin’.” Nate’s face was flushed as he pumped away at his cock. “Play with yourself.”
Callie laid back and let her fingers drift down. If they wanted a show, she would give them one. She felt so free and powerful in that moment, she barely recognized herself. With these two men she wasn’t Callie, the shoulder to cry on, the responsible one. With Nate and Zane, she was a lover, a sexy vixen who took two men at once and left both of them satisfied.