Axes & O’s

28. Morgan

Chapter 28

Morgan

There’s something so nice about the beach. I haven’t been in a long time, at least not to an ocean beach. The lake one in Starlight Haven is nice but too rocky for sunbathing unless we go to a private beach or use a chair.

But here, where Nathan has taken us, the sand is warm, and my body is, too. So warm.

“You smell like summer,” Nathan’s breathy voice says in my ear before his lips suck on the sensitive skin of my neck. His dark tresses tickle my nose, and I inhale his clean scent, hooking my leg over his hip so I can grind my pussy into his erection. He groans, and I do it again, feeling him grow against me.

Hmm, his cock is nice. Not as thick as my husband’s, but it’s long and slightly curved at the tip. It’s perfect.

Nathan sucks on my neck, surely leaving a mark, and I buck into him, seeking more friction. A deep chuckle against my ear has me smiling.

“You’re so needy, lamb.”

Fox’s warm body molds against me from behind, the sand moving beneath us as his thick erection pokes into my backside.

“Fox,” I moan, my hips rocking forward against Nathan and then back against my husband. They’re both so hot and so hard, like molten steel against my pliant and willing body.

I want both their cocks inside me. I want to feel how different they are and have them bring me to the point of no return together. I don’t care that we’re on the beach or that people might see us, I need them—and I need them now.

“Open your eyes, Morgan,” Fox commands against my ear.

Are my eyes closed? I see the beach, the waves, the sand.

“Morgan,” Fox says again, his hand slipping down the curve of my ass, my ass that has now become bare. I thought I was wearing a swimsuit.

Fox circles the ring of my back entrance with his finger, and I whimper. When the tip of his thumb slips in, I shoot my hips forward toward Nathan in surprise.

“Open your eyes, or you’ll sleep through the show,” Fox murmurs. “I’d rather you remember what we do to you.”

Sleep? I’m dreaming?

Fox pulls his finger away then smacks the round globe of my ass. I jump, my eyes flying open to meet the dim light of our bedroom.

“Welcome to the land of the living,” Nathan says.

I blink several times, my brain waking up and eyes adjusting to my surroundings. I may not be on a beach, but I’ll argue being in my bedroom on a plush king-sized bed is better. No sand, no onlookers, and I’m sandwiched between two very aroused men giving me all their attention.

“Is this okay?” Nathan asks between licks and sucks on my throat, his path moving toward my naked breasts.

I moan through a yes as he reaches my nipple, pulling on the ring gently with his teeth. Fox’s chest rumbles against my back, his hand still stroking my ass as I turn my head so his lips press to mine. The angle is a bit awkward, but I part for him, and his tongue lazily strokes mine until I’m fully awake and ready for whatever they have planned.

Fox strokes my cheek, and I open my eyes to meet his. There’s something different in his gaze—it’s softer, lighter than it’s been for a long time. “Nathan and I have come to an agreement,” he says.

“Oh?” I ask. “About what?”

Fox extricates himself from me, shifting his position on the bed so he can pull Nathan from my chest. The man groans with annoyance, but before he can protest further, Fox seals his lips over Nathan’s. My heart pounds in my chest as I lie on my back, watching the two men kiss. Apparently, sleep caused me to miss more than just an agreement.

My stomach clenches, and arousal floods my pussy as Fox takes and dominates Nathan’s mouth as if he already knows exactly how Nathan likes and needs to be kissed. I also can’t help but think that Nathan isn’t the man we found in a snowbank. Because this man is confident and assured in his actions, letting Fox have control in the way he needs.

I wet my lips as I bring one of my hands to cup my breast, rolling my hard nipple between my fingers as my other travels between my legs.

If they let me, I could watch them kiss until the sun rose. They’re beautiful together. Fox’s long blond hair, his strong tattooed hand on the other man’s cheek, bearded lips against Nathan’s. And Nathan himself, he’s in many ways Fox’s opposite. But he’s also powerful and masculine in his own right, though his sweetness comes through in his gentler movements and the way he gives in to Fox’s unyielding strokes and touches.

My fingers rub the sensitive skin above my clit, but before I can touch the tight bundle of nerves, a hand wraps around my wrist, stopping me. Had my eyes been closed, I would have thought it was Fox, at least until I felt the softness of the hand.

My eyes meet Nathan’s, his lips swollen and wet from Fox’s brutal kiss. “Did we say you could touch yourself?” he tsks.

My eyebrows fly up, but Nathan doesn’t waver, his brown eyes darker than before. “No, you didn’t.”

“Then why are you?”

Fox makes a sound of satisfaction at Nathan’s question, and butterflies develop low in my stomach. “I’m sorry.”

Nathan cocks his head to the side. “Are you? ”

I consider my next move. I could say that I am, but Fox will see through it. Nathan might not, but my odds are better if I’m truthful. It’s also more fun that way. “No.” I smirk.

Fox chuckles then puts his mouth near Nathan’s ear. “I think our little whore deserves to be punished for that, don’t you?”

More arousal leaks from my pussy as Fox’s words heat my core and make me squirm. I cheer internally because I know what’s coming next: They’re both going to use me, the two of them, together . And now they’re getting comfortable with each other, which means it’s going to be much different from the sauna. So much different.

My nipples tighten painfully as my focus remains on Nathan. His lips turn up when he sees how aroused this situation has made me, and I nod at him, giving him the final permission I think he’s seeking, letting him know I want this. Want him and Fox together this way.

He has no idea how much. Our time in the living room earlier, followed by our easy and light conversations at dinner, only confirmed that for me. I’d told Fox as much before I fell asleep in his arms, which is why I know he let Nathan touch me while I was still dreaming.

“Yes.” Nathan’s grin widens. “I think she does need to be punished.”

Fox whispers something to Nathan, and when he pulls away, I don’t miss the tiny dark smirk tugging the corners of his lips or the way he moves off the bed as if Nathan just gave him the best Christmas present of his life.

“Morgan, what’s your safe word?” Nathan asks as he leans back on his knees, the muscles of his chest tight as he flexes.

My heart squeezes, and warmth blooms in my low belly. I wonder if Fox told him to ask me that. While I do have a safe word, Fox knows my limits, and I’ve never had to use one. Thankfully, I’ve never had to use it with any of our past partners, either. But I know this will make Nathan feel safer as he’s exploring .

“Unicorn,” I say.

Nathan chuckles. “I’ll remember that.”

My lips press together in a small smile, and then Nathan is crawling over me until his body is flush against mine. He leans in as if he’s going to kiss me, but instead, he tucks a strand of hair behind my ear. “I’ve never done this before, Morgan. Please use the word if you need me to stop.”

I nod in agreement, his care once again filling my chest and confirming everything that Fox thought he could be to us. It also sends the hesitation I was feeling before out the window. We hardly know Nathan, and yet I know in my heart that I’m already falling for him, faster than I’ve fallen for anyone outside of my husband. And watching Fox with him, how they kissed—I think he is, too.

“Give me your worst.” I smile.

He licks his lips and closes his eyes. When he opens them again, I wonder if I’m going to regret saying that.