Skirt Steak (Grade-A Beefcakes 5)

“Are they good?” Parker asked, waggling her eyebrows.

“Of course they’re good,” Kaitlyn replied, pushing her glasses up her nose.

“We want to know how good,” Ava clarified.

I blushed. I could feel it. “Well, they’re really good.”

All three of them groaned and Parker slid my pint glass back in front of her. “No talk, no beer.”

“Fine, fine! Let’s just say two months of just kissing was the longest foreplay ever.” Parker pushed the glass back my way, and I took a sip before she could take it away again. “Let me ask you guys…”

They were staring at me intently. I leaned forward and they followed, our heads close over the table.

“When you first had sex,” I said, my voice above a whisper to be heard over the music, but not at the next table. “Did you do it together?” I swirled the condensation on my glass. “As in together together?”

Kaitlyn and Ava across from me were thoughtful for a moment. “For me, yes. Well, sort of yes. The first night we met, we didn’t exactly have sex because I learned who Duke was before we got that far.” She swiped her hand through the air. “That’s another story for another night. But they did touch me together. Made me come.”

“So it wasn’t one of them getting you off while the other watched,” I replied.

She shook her head. “Oh no, they both get credit for doing that.”

“Kaitlyn was talking about the first time they fooled around. The first time I had sex with Colton and Tucker, they took turns. Colton went first, but Tucker was watching, then had his turn.” She grinned. “In the kitchen.”

Parker and Kaitlyn laughed and had heads turning our way. I was thinking about Sunday afternoon and Parker lifting me up and placing me on the kitchen island, settling himself between my parted legs and fucking me. The size difference between us didn’t matter at that height. In fact, he slid right into me without even having to bend his knees.

We looked to Parker next. “The first time? They were all in on it.”

I blinked. “You fucked three men at once the first time?” I whispered.

She grinned, rolled her eyes. “That’s your question? Then no. Kemp fucked me first with Gus and Poe holding me open for him. They were all involved, but it wasn’t like I had three holes filled at once.”

Kaitlyn fanned herself while I felt my cheeks get hotter. Parker had no issue with oversharing.

“Did you?” Kaitlyn asked. “Is that why you’re asking, Jill?”

I shook my head. “They were on me all weekend, but it was one at a time. Like, Porter would watch me with Liam and vice versa. Or they’d have me alone. But never at the same time until last night. I just wanted to make sure that was normal.”

Parker patted my shoulder. “Normal? If you want normal, you need to go date some guy besides a Duke.”

Kaitlyn and Ava nodded, tapped their glasses—Ava’s filled with beer, Kaitlyn’s with iced tea—together in agreement.

“They adore you, Jill,” Ava said, reaching out and putting her hand on top of mine. “Seriously, they’ve been panting after you for months.”

“Months,” Kaitlyn repeated, nodding.

“I love them, too,” I admitted.

“What is it then?” Parker asked. “Too bossy?”

“Dominant?” Ava added.

“Alpha?” Kaitlyn threw out there.

“All of the above.”

“Again, totally a Duke thing. But they love you and want to take care of you and have made you the center of their world.”

I gave a slight shrug, but thought of the way Porter constantly checked on me, if not verbally, at least with his eyes. They catered to my every whim—not because I was an invalid or a child—because they wanted to see me smile. They made me come first. Every time. They opened doors for me, helped me with my seat belt. Made sure I’d eaten.