Inescapable

Moaning loudly, she grasped for something solid and found Seth's shoulders. When she met his stare, she could see he was still pacing himself. Her entire skin grew damp with expectation. Swallowing hard she nodded, indicating she could take more.

He found his rhythm, thrusting in and out of her slippery channel, the muscles in his arms and neck cording.

“Oh fuck,” she cried out, “this is intense.”

“Uhuh,” murmured Adrian, “and I can feel Seth’s cock fucking you.”

Seth shook his head at Adrian’s remark, bu

t his cock seemed to get even harder at the suggestion. Lily moaned, indicating that she shared the intensity—the absolute poignancy of their proximity inside her.

At her back, Adrian shifted, sliding out and then in again, and fire rocketed up the length of her spine. Her body went supine, overloaded with stimuli. The two cocks so close inside her, sliding against each other—she was gone on it. Her sex grasped the length of Seth’s shaft, her clit throbbing wildly. A hot fist closed around her core. The first spasm hit just as Seth’s cock nudged her centre. Her clit went tight as a drum pounding with release, while her sex rippled and clenched the glorious erections that filled her, hot juices spilling from her sex.

“That feels so damn good,” Adrian whispered, holding her steady from beneath.

Seth nodded. “Never a truer word spoken, my friend."

She lifted her head and locked eyes with him.

He thrust deep again, then paused. “Never felt anything like this.”

Her chest grew tight, her hips rocking forward in response to his words.

His eyes flashed shut, then opened. They were filled with warning. “Move like that again and I’m going to come.”

“I want you to. I want you both to come, inside me.” She wrapped her hands around his upper arms, the muscle there hard and tight as she rocked her hips and he thrust harder and faster, his cock arching. Tension was fast building again, riffing on the pleasure of her previous release, making her dizzy. Drunk on it, a breathless, disbelieving laugh escaped her open mouth.

Adrian exhaled, loudly. He pulled on her lace-covered nipples, then his cock went rigid, like steel. She felt the release, his cock jerking three times. Seth grunted and she knew he could feel it too. His back arched, his broad shoulders flexing as he thrust and came.

She felt his cock right at her sensitive centre. A blitz of sensation hit her. The lights seemed to dim and then get overly bright, and she clutched at the arms of the chair. Her sex tightened and released, and pleasure exploded through her, needling up her back until it washed right over her and swept up round her neck, making her nipples sting, her breath rasping in her throat.

Her body wavered. Adrian had pulled free.

“It’s okay; I’ve got you, sweetheart.”

It was Seth, and she realised he was holding her, encouraging her to put her arms around his neck. Gratefully, she sighed and rested her arms around him wearily, her body too heavy to move. Her heart brimmed, the rush from her orgasm dancing with her emotions. “Good job you’re here, because you’re going to have to carry me to the bed.”

“Me too,” Adrian said.

Seth laughed at that, and she ate it up with her eyes, because he looked so happy, and she’d never seen him look quite that way before.

Chapter Sixteen

Lily awoke when the central heating kicked up a notch. Blinking, she looked over at the bedside clock. It was seven. The morning was overcast. A moment later she carefully extracted herself from her spot on the bed, where she was comfortably ensconced between he warm, supine bodies of the two men.

Standing beside the bed she looked back at them. Deep in sleep, they gravitated towards each other as if looking for her warmth, not realising she had gone. Any standoffishness about touching each other was slowly evaporating. That felt good. In fact, that felt like quite an achievement.

Slipping on a pair of socks, she reached into the carrier that she’d left hanging over the dressing chair and pulled out a pair of her new fancy undies. Opting to borrow a large sweatshirt as a dressing gown, she slid it over her head, breathing in the scent of male cologne. It was loose on her, covering her to mid thigh. She’d seen both men wearing it, and assumed it was Seth’s. They were time sharing it, a bit like they were time sharing her.

They slept soundly still, so she wandered to the kitchen and put the kettle on. While her tea brewed, she looked out of the window longingly. It was a crisp winter morning, with icing sugar frost on the grass. The grounds looked beautiful and she longed to be out there, exploring. It was a crime to be here in the beautiful Welsh countryside and not engage with it. Her mind flitted back to when Seth had let her out there.

Two minutes wouldn’t hurt, surely? Taking her mug of tea with her, she walked quietly to the hallway and opened up the control box, remembering how Seth had switched of the alarm for her to visit the patio the day before. The alarm was clearly marked and she clicked it off, then went into the sitting-room, and opened the French windows. The brisk air hit her lungs, exhilarating her, and she stepped out onto the patio, looking out across the sky. There was a glare behind the scudding clouds, and it made her want to walk for miles. Even if she could, would she feel free?

Deep inside she recognised that this was more than a safe house, this was her love nest. Her emotions were well and truly tangled and even if she was able to leave now, what they had shared was inescapable. She’d bonded with these two, here in this safe house, and even if she’d wanted to break free she couldn’t. Even if the opportunity truly was here, because she didn’t want to leave them. Was it Stockholm syndrome? No, she’d wanted Adrian through his words alone. He’d proved just as attractive in real life, and even more easy-going than she had thought. And Seth—well, she’d practically jumped him the minute she saw him, back in London, and that was before any of this locked-up-together business. Being forced to be here this way had only made things evolve quicker than they might have in ordinary life. Would they have all bonded this way, as a threesome, in ordinary life? Maybe not, maybe circumstances had allowed that side of things to happen more readily than it might have done.

She could hear a bird twittering from beyond the patio, where the bare limbs of the trees meshed together in her vision. The cold, frost-covered stones beneath her feet iced through her borrowed socks. With her hands wrapped around her mug to keep them warm and Seth’s long sweatshirt draped over her fingers, she stepped from one foot to the other, resisting the cold for as long as she could before she had to go back inside.

I want to come back here, in the summer, she thought. It was a beautiful place, and she’d never forget it. Never forget this time she’d had with Adrian and Seth, either. How could she? It was all her fantasies and more. Her love life had been on hold for a while, until she and Andrea had got the business up and running. That’s why she had turned to the internet for some fun. Before that, in her nursing days, things had never been easy. She’d always been too involved in her job. Relationships had been all about blowing off steam and they hadn’t lasted long. The nearest thing she’d had to a true love had been back in her college days, when she’d had a relationship with one man throughout. After they’d graduated, geographical distance had made that one slowly dissolve. And now she had two lovers, two good men. Sighing wistfully, her mind wandered.