“What?” I snapped, looking over my shoulder at him with the duster in my hand, cleaning the empty air in front of me.
“We have to talk about this.” He said, and I could sense the thin veil of restraint over his words.
He was furious.
He didn’t say how, but he knew Lex and openly disliked her. Which just made me angrier because it felt like his dislike for her was keeping me further away from what I wanted.
Her.
Them.
All of us.
I didn’t want to choose. I didn’t want to define the dynamics, I just wanted to—have my cake and eat it too, if I was being honest.
Was it selfish? Maybe. Was I completely willing to include Knox and Brody in my imagery of perfection by letting them be with Lex as well? One hundred percent.
I wasn’t an overly jealous or possessive person before, and perhaps it was because Brody and Knox never entertained the idea of wanting anyone else. They always made me feel secure in knowing I gave them what they needed and weren’t looking for it anywhere else. So the idea of sharing them with Lex didn’t bother me, but she wasn’t interested in them.
She was a lesbian.
She didn’t want them, she just wanted me.
Damnit.
The realization of it all kicked me right in the stomach. The reason none of it would work the way I had mapped out in my fantasy.
She didn’t want them.
They couldn’t have her.
Therefore, they got nothing out of the move to expand my sexual partners to include her.
“Fuck.” I sighed, sinking to my knees in the middle of the carpet of the living room.
“What?” Brody asked, walking into the room but keeping his distance. “What is it?”
“It’s never going to work,” I whispered, staring at a speck of dust floating in the air in front of me. “The Lex thing was just a fantasy I conjured up in my head in a desperate attempt to make it real. But it’s not.”
“Why?” Knox asked, having followed Brody in. But I still stared at that small dust mite, floating aimlessly in the air.
“Because it isn’t equal.” I tilted my head, lost in thought. “Someone who doesn’t want you is not what I desire. I want to find someone that you want as much as I do.”
“This isn’t about us.” Knox sat down on the couch across from me, but Brody still lingered. Knox was always the understanding one, the one who would sacrifice if it meant making Brody and me happy. “If you want to be with a woman, we’ll make it work.”
“I don’t.” Blinking, I focused my eyes on anything but that speck of dust, and looked up at him. “I don’t want to just be with a woman.” My body flushed at saying the words out loud. “I want to watch you be with a woman, too.” Normally I would have buried the desire building inside of me, or not even spoken it into existence at all. Because I was a good girl, with good men who loved me, and I needed nothing more. But now? After the whirlwind of a week I’d had, I ached to experience what I fantasized over. Getting to my knees, I crawled to him, watching his eyes squint in confusion as I stopped at his feet. “I don’t think I’ve ever wanted to see something more than you having sex with another woman.” I licked my lips as his nostrils flared. “Well, that’s not true,” I ran my hands up his thighs over his jeans, “Watching you slide into Brody’s body the first time will probably always sit at the top of my list.”
“Hannah,” Knox growled, clenching his teeth. But I turned to look at Brody over my shoulder.
“Do you want that, baby?” I tried my best to seduce him into the room with my tone, but I wasn’t sure it would break through his mood. “Do you want me to help you fuck someone else? Like I did the first time you fucked Knox?”
“You’re playing with fire here, and I don’t think you’re going to like the outcome.” He replied with that fierce dominance that always made me ache to submit to him.
Purring, I lifted my shirt off and tossed it across the room. “I think I am.” I didn’t have a bra on, and both of their gazes fell directly to my tits as I shimmied out of my sweatpants. “I think I want to feel the burn of the fire as we all dance in it.”
Knox slid off the couch onto his knees in front of me and kissed me. “You know me, Sweetheart, I’m always down for a little danger.”
“Show me.” I whirred and slid my hands up under his shirt to feel his warm skin.
“Your wish is my command.” He knocked my legs out from under me and caught me mere inches before I hit the carpeted floor, cradling me down as he followed my body down.
He pulled my panties off and spread my legs, as I laid naked for him and ready. I was always so damn ready lately.
He kissed his way down my body, pinching my nipples and feasting on them as I rubbed my bare pussy against his abdomen, trying to get him to move on.
All the while, Brody watched silently from the doorway.
“Baby.” I held my hand out to him, inviting him in, but he still didn’t move. Knox lowered himself to my pussy and went to work, fucking me with his tongue and sucking on my clit as I lost focus on trying to get Brody to join. “You make that feel so good.”
Knox hummed against me and pushed two fingers in deep. “You taste so good, I could do it for days.”
“You know what tastes even better?” I curled up and rested on my elbows so I could see him. “Brody’s come dripping out of me while you lick it up.” He growled and put more pressure on my clit as I glanced back at Brody. “Are you going to leave me hanging here?”
“Yes.” He growled, and I gritted my teeth in frustration.
Brody wanted to play hardball, so I’d play right back.
“Fine.” I hissed and sat up, forcing Knox onto his back as I straddled his face. I faced Brody while I rocked my hips, rubbing my clit all over Knox’s talented mouth. I felt kind of bad using him, but I needed Brody to join, or it’d all be for nothing. “God, yes!” I moaned, palming my breasts and playing with my nipples as I stared directly at the infuriating man. Even so, he didn’t budge. I screamed in frustration. “Fine!” I crawled off of Knox when all I wanted to do was sink down onto his cock and fuck my frustration away, but Brody was cock blocking me by simply existing in his grumpy state. “Never mind!”
