One Wicked Night

Chapter Sixteen

Kaelin barely heard the door close but she felt Tyler go rigid against her. She opened sleepy eyes to look at him. “What’s wrong?”

“Shit.”

She shoved her hair out of her face to lift up and look at him. “Tyler? What?”

“Nick’s home.”

“Oh.” A feeling of pleasure filled her. She’d missed Nick that week too, had longed to see him, to talk to him more. She tried to sit up. “Where’d he go?”

“I don’t know.”

She frowned at him. “Is everything okay?”

“I don’t know.”

He was closing off again, not meeting her eyes, not saying much. “Tyler. Talk to me. What is going on?”

“I think Nick might’ve been…surprised to see you here.”

“Well, yeah.”

“He didn’t look happy about it.”

“Oh.” A pang of disappointment stirred in her. She wasn’t sure how to take that, what to say. She just looked at Tyler with her questions in her eyes.

“He saw us together. He knows…he’s always known how I feel about you.”

“Oh.” Ooooh. Things started coming together in her head. Nick telling her that he loved Tyler. This time the word came out on a sigh. “Oh.” She met Tyler’s eyes. “He loves you.”

Tyler turned away from her, eyes closed again. “Fuck.”

“Tyler.” She grabbed his jaw, turned his head back. “Talk to me.”

“I don’t know what’s going on in his head,” he growled.

“Maybe we should ask him.”

“You’re really gonna be a pain in my ass, aren’t you?” But the wry smile and the warmth in his eyes when he said it reassured her that he wasn’t really angry.

She smiled. “Yeah.”

“Maybe I need to figure out what’s going on in my head, first,” he muttered.

She blew out a soft breath. “And maybe I do too.”

He looked into her eyes. “Kaelin?”

She shrugged. She was bugging him to talk about his feelings, to talk to her and to Nick, to find out what Nick was thinking, but she was just as confused. She’d come to Chicago to see both of them. The whole drive there, she’d been thinking about Tyler, yeah, but about Nick too. She’d gotten past the shame of it, the shame of wanting two men, last weekend when she’d slept with both of them at the same time, she supposed. But now, uncertainty filled her. Nick had told her he wanted her too, even though he’d also told her he loved Tyler. For some reason, coming there to see them, while scary, had seemed like the right thing to do, but now she wondered if she’d only created an even more snarled up tangle of weirdness.

“Nick and I have always…had this thing, you know,” Tyler said.

“Yes.” She nodded, remembering their conversation last weekend in their hotel room.

“I always thought Nick felt different for me than I did for him.”

“He loves you,” she whispered.

He closed his eyes and nodded, his mouth tight.

“But you don’t love him?”

His lips tightened and he looked at her with anguished eyes. A frown tugged at her eyebrows. Her stomach tensed.

“He’s my friend,” Tyler continued, his voice a low rasp. “But more than a friend.”

“Yes.” She knew that. She studied his face, could see he was trying to figure it out even as he tried to explain it to her.

“But I always figured one day maybe I’d meet someone…a woman, you know. Get married, have kids. That’s how I see my life.”

She swallowed through a tight, dry throat and nodded.

“I don’t think Nick sees his life like that,” he said, the words sounding dragged out of him. “And now, when I’m kind of feeling like maybe I have met that woman…”

Her heart stuttered in her chest then raced crazily as he held her gaze.

“I have this crazy sick feeling in my gut. Because…dammit…” He closed his eyes again, his mouth a hard line in his face. “I care about him. He’s stuck with me through everything. He doesn’t take any shit from me. And he loves me anyway. And I don’t want to lose him.” His eyes opened, and she saw the realization there. “Fuck. I do love him.”

She nodded, her mind spinning, her heart thudding painfully.

“That’s not something every woman would get,” Tyler continued, reaching out to touch her cheek. “It’s not something every woman would put up with. Or could handle.”

What was he saying? Was he asking her to handle it? Was he saying he wanted them both in his life?

She took a breath. “There’s something you should know.”

He lifted his eyebrows.

“Ever since you and Nick left Mapleglen, he and I have sort of kept in touch.”

His eyebrows pulled down. “What do you mean ‘sort of kept in touch’?”

She bit her lip briefly. “We’ve emailed back and forth a few times. Not a lot. Just keeping in touch.”

His frown deepened. “Why?”

She stroked a finger over one thick, gold eyebrow, then stroked her fingers through his silky hair. “Because he’s a friend. I…I’ve always liked Nick.” Her stomach tightened and she swallowed. “I came here to see you, but I came to see him too. After that night, I’m having just as hard a time as you figuring this all out. I care about Nick too.”

He stared at her. Then he said, “Why didn’t Nick tell me that?”

“That we’d kept in touch? Because I asked him not to.”

Tyler sat there for a moment then said, “I should be pissed at him for that. But damn. He’s a good guy.”

“Yes. He is.” She held his gaze. “I know he…he said he wanted me. That night. And I know he loves you. But I guess I don’t really know how he feels about me. This. Us.” She waved a hand. “It’s kind of crazy.”

His eyelids drooped, his lips pursed. “Yeah,” he said heavily. “It is. I know.”

“D’you think Nick would go for it?”

His eyes flew open again. He stared at her searchingly. “Are you willing to go for it?”

She smiled and nodded.

“Then I guess we’d better ask him.” He smiled as he repeated her words. “Just so you know, we haven’t been getting along that great this week. He’s pissed at me, and I can only think that it’s because of how I treated you.”

She nodded, her breath coming in choppy bursts, her heart pattering.

Tyler threw back the covers and swung his long legs off the bed. He reached for a pair of jeans hanging over a chair and stepped into them. She sat on the side of the bed, watching him. Despite her confusion and anxiety, it was impossible not be affected by the sight of his beautiful body, his thighs strong as he stood on one leg, then the other, his soft penis still impressive and beautiful in its thick nest of dark gold curls, his long muscles rippling under golden skin as he zipped up, the jeans riding low on his lean hips.

He held out a hand to her and she rose, looked around for something to put on. She grabbed the gray dress shirt she’d peeled Tyler out of earlier and pushed her arms into it. On her, it was voluminous and she fastened only a couple of buttons with shaky fingers, rolled up the sleeves then took Tyler’s hand. She followed him out of the bedroom. He turned left in the hall and took a few long steps to the door just down the hall—Nick’s bedroom?

He knocked on the closed door but didn’t wait to be invited to enter, just opened the door and walked in, pulling Kaelin along behind him. Her tummy felt quivery, her lungs tight.

“Hey,” Tyler said. Nick leaned against the wall, standing in front of the window, his room overlooking the street out front. His head snapped around as they walked in. He straightened.

“What’s up?” he asked, shoving his hands in his jeans pockets. “Hey, Kaelin.” He smiled at her and she gave him a shaky smile back. He lifted one eyebrow. “Didn’t know you were coming.”

“Neither did I,” she confessed, and his smile went crooked.

“You okay?”

“Mmmm. Maybe.”

He lowered his chin, cast a glance at Tyler.

“We need to talk, buddy,” Tyler said. “This isn’t going to be easy.”

Nick held up a hand. “Hey. No worries. I could see you two worked things out, I guess. I’m glad.” He nodded.

“Yeah.” Tyler pulled Kaelin further into the room, tucked her into his arms in front of him. “I’m not sure if we’ve worked things out. Not everything. We talked. I apologized.”

Nick nodded slowly. “Good.”

“The thing is…” Tyler’s voice cracked. He lifted a hand to rub his face and Kaelin peeked over her shoulder at him. Her heart full and aching for both of them, she only wanted to make things right for them. Tension thickened around them, and Nick’s throat worked as he swallowed.

“I said, no worries.” Nick gave them a thin smile. “You don’t need to explain it to me, man.” His expression gentled. “I’ve always known how you felt about Kaelin. I’ve always known how she felt about you. If anything good came out of that screwed-up family wedding, it’s you two being together. I’m happy for you.”

Tyler gave a short laugh. “Yeah, you are so right about that.” He paused. “But…”

Nick turned away then, and moved to the old oak dresser in the corner. “So,” he said, his back toward them. “What’s gonna happen? Kaelin, you moving to Chicago?”

“We haven’t thought that far ahead.” With another glance at Tyler over her shoulder, she released herself from his arms and moved toward Nick. She touched his back. He didn’t turn, just bent his head. “Nick.” She rubbed up and down. “Oh, Nick.”

“Don’t fucking feel sorry for me,” he said in a low, tight voice, head still down. “I’m fine.”

“I know. I don’t feel sorry for you.” She spoke in a low voice too. “Nick. I know you love him. I think I-I love him too.” Her nerves stretched like rubber bands, she willed her shaky voice to be steady. “But I also care about you.”

He nodded stiffly. “Kaelin. You know I care about you too.”

Tyler moved up to them then, to stand behind Nick. He slid his arms around Nick and rested his head against Nick’s. Nick went very still, his fingers gripping the edge of the dresser, still looking down at it.

“What you said that day,” Tyler said. “When we were in Mapleglen and you said it was insulting to you that I thought Kaelin was too good for me, but you weren’t…I’ve been thinking about that.” Tyler paused. “You probably are too good for me. And I want you to know how much that means to me that you care about me. Nick. I’ve never told you this.” His voice came out thick. “I don’t want to lose you.”

“What are you saying?” Nick asked after a long moment of dense silence.

“He’s saying, we don’t want to lose you,” Kaelin said. She rested her hand on his taut forearm. “I’m confused, too, Nick. This is the weirdest thing that’s ever happened to me. I want two men. Me. The good girl. I don’t know what happened to me last weekend, but for some reason this just all feels like this is the way it should be. The three of us. “

Nick groaned and still didn’t move. Tyler’s hand rubbed over his chest. “Jesus,” Nick said. He turned his head and met Kaelin’s eyes. “Are you sure, Kaelin? A lot of people would think that’s really fucked up.”

“I know.” She smiled and held his gaze. “I’m sure. You know I’ve always cared about you. You were always a friend to me. Last weekend…well, it was more than just friends. Right?” She bit her lip as she awaited his answer.

“You know it was, honey.” He released his grip on the dresser and found her hand with his. His big warm fingers closed around hers. “You know it was.”

He turned in Tyler’s arms to face his friend. “Tyler. Buddy. What the fuck?”

Tyler gave a choked laugh. “Yeah. What the fuck is right. I don’t know, man. You think I can explain any of this? All I know is what I want. I want you. And I want Kaelin. And I think…” He paused, glanced at Kaelin, wrapped one arm around her shoulders, the other around Nick’s, pulled their three heads close together. “I think we are so fucking lucky to have found her, probably the only woman in the world who’d get this.”

She huffed out a little laugh, pleasure sliding through her at his words. “I don’t know about that,” she said. “I can’t be the only woman in the world who’d fall in love with both of you. I saw the girls who chased you both in high school. I’m kinda thinking I’m the lucky one, here, the one who has two guys who care about me. That’s…unbelievable.”

Nick’s arm came around her too, and she realized he’d put the other arm around Tyler and they stood in a circle, holding each other.

“I guess we’re all the lucky ones,” Tyler said. “Probably me most of all. I never felt like I was worth loving by anyone. And now I have both of you.” His voice choked up and he squeezed his eyes closed. Kaelin’s throat tightened up too, and for long moments they just held each other.

Tyler lifted his head and his mouth met hers in a hard, fierce kiss. He turned to Nick and kissed him too, his arm around Nick’s neck. Then he looked him in the eyes. “I love you, Nick.” Nick’s eyes closed, his Adam’s apple bobbed, his mouth compressed, and then they kissed again. Emotion swelled in Kaelin’s chest watching them.

The kiss escalated into scorching, and Tyler moved back and forth between Nick and Kaelin, nipping at lips, licking inside their mouths, and then Kaelin turned to Nick and kissed him too, so hot and heartfelt, and when they broke apart, breathing heavy, she looked at Tyler and the look in his eyes almost took her knees out, the hottest, most profound worship and love she’d ever seen.

“Come back to bed,” Tyler murmured. “Both of you.” And he took both their hands and led them from Nick’s room, with a smaller double bed, to his with its massive king-size bed.

Kaelin wanted this to be about Nick. She and Tyler had had their moments earlier and this had to be for Nick, and when she and Tyler exchanged glances she knew he felt the same.

“Wanna fuck you,” Tyler whispered against Nick’s mouth as he undid Nick’s jeans.

Nick groaned and their kisses went hard, savage. They each shoved off their jeans, and Nick broke the kiss long enough to yank his T-shirt over his head. Kaelin took it from his hands and tossed it onto the chair, stroked her hands down their backs as they kissed again, now naked, their hard, muscled bodies pressed together, their hands fisted in each other’s hair.

They moved to the bed and Tyler pushed Nick down on his back. Nick went to roll over, and Tyler stopped him. “Face to face,” he growled. Nick adjusted his position on the bed and held out a hand to Kaelin. She smiled, her chest feeling so full and tight, and sat beside him on the bed, rubbed his chest. He sucked in air, as Tyler moved over him and kissed him again.

Tyler lifted up to kiss Kaelin once more, with a lingering stroke of his tongue over her bottom lip, and a heated eye-lock that seared her soul, before he started kissing his way down Nick’s body. She watched, heat rolling over her body in hot, erotic waves, as Tyler licked Nick’s nipples, kissed his rippled abs, shifted lower and…and… She let out the breath she hadn’t realized she’d been holding when Tyler took Nick’s cock in his mouth.

Her body turned to liquid as she watched, wide-eyed, aching inside with an intense need, mesmerized by their passion for each other. Nick reached for her hand and clasped it, and her heart swelled. She looked at his face, saw his eyes close in ecstasy, his mouth open. She leaned over and brushed a kiss on his lips, then licked her own lips. Watching with avid eyes as Tyler closed his mouth over Nick’s cock and slid down it, then back up, sucking.

Ohgodohgodohgod, that was so hot, so hot, so hot. She pressed a hand between her legs where she ached.

Tyler sucked on him, licked him, rubbed the head of Nick’s cock around his lips and sucked him again, Nick’s cock filling his mouth. Then he moved lower still, pushed Nick’s legs up, so he could nuzzle Nick’s balls, and lick and suck there.

Nick groaned, his fingers tightened on hers and Kaelin’s bare, wet pussy pulsed against her own palm. Oh god.

“Kaelin.”

Her eyes flew to Tyler’s face.

“Can you reach into that drawer there and find the bottle of lube?”

She quickly stretched out and yanked open the drawer, found the bottle and handed it to Tyler. He squeezed some of the liquid into his palm, drizzled more all over Nick’s cock and balls, and then he rubbed it in, making both their cocks all slick and shiny, long and hard, roped with heavy veins, and Kaelin thought she was going to die from the excitement of watching this. Her heart fluttered in a fast, uneven rhythm, her breath coming in short pants.

Nick groaned again and released her hand to slide his hands beneath his knees, pulling them back toward his chest. His cock pulsed on his belly as Tyler moved between his legs, on his knees, his cock in his hand, and when Tyler pushed into him, Nick’s face contorted and he gave a softy cry.

“Oh yeah,” Tyler said. “Gonna fuck you now. Gonna fuck you so hard.”

“Yes. Do it.”

Kaelin’s eyes widened as she watched, her breath quickening even more. Tyler hadn’t used a condom, was bare inside Nick, but they’d been together a long time and had probably had that conversation, and she trusted they’d be having that conversation with her soon.

Acting on instinct, she reached for Nick’s cock, all slicked up with lube, and stroked him.

“Oh yeah,” Nick said. He turned his face into the pillow. “Oh Christ, that’s good, yeah, Kaelin, honey.”

She met Tyler’s eyes, blazing cobalt blue, returned her gaze to Nick’s beautiful cock and balls, and to where their bodies joined so intimately. More waves of heat swept over her as she pulled on Nick’s shaft, hand sliding easily, then faster as Tyler moved faster against him, inside him, harder, faster, slamming into him.

The sound of their bodies slapping, Nick’s muted noises, and Tyler’s deep groans of pleasure filled the room. So beautiful, so hot, so moving. Something she never in her craziest fantasies would have imagined, but she was there, loving them, both of them, and it was right and perfect.

Tyler held Nick’s legs, his chest and six-pack abs gleaming with perspiration, his face tight and intense, and he pounded into him. Kaelin licked her lips, gripped Nick’s cock tighter. Her pussy tightened and pulsed, so close to coming and she wasn’t even touching herself. She concentrated on Nick, on the cadence of her hand on him, moving faster.

“Gonna come,” he muttered thickly, head moving on the pillow. “Fuck me, I’m gonna…ungh.” His words turned in to a growl and he pulsed in her hand, so alive, so hot, white jets of semen spurting onto his belly. She watched with fascination and then Tyler shouted, too, holding himself against Nick’s body, eyes closed, fingers gripping Nick’s legs.

She had to come too, had to, and she slipped her hand between her legs and rubbed furiously, so aroused it only took seconds before she did. When she opened her eyes, both guys watched her, with heavy-lidded, hot eyes. “Aw, sweet baby,” Tyler rasped. “So hot, baby.”

They all collapsed together on the bed. After a few long moments of sucked-in breaths, Tyler moved and drew up the tangled covers, Kaelin in the middle. And they all slept.

They awoke late in the morning, blinds blocking out most of the sun but not all, but this time there was no panic, no fleeing from the room. Other than Tyler, who, after lying there for a few minutes, flung back the covers and leaped out of bed.

“I can’t lie around all day,” he declared.

Nick lifted a head and gave him a bleary-eyed gaze. “Then make yourself useful and make some coffee for us.”

Tyler disappeared out of the room and Nick pulled Kaelin in against his body. “He’s a morning person. I got no problem lying around in bed,” he muttered in her ear.

She laughed softly and snuggled into him. “Me neither.”

They kissed, just the two of them, long, open-mouthed kisses, Nick’s hand sliding up and down her back, while she got hotter and he got harder.

When Tyler returned with three cups of coffee, they turned to him, Kaelin in a haze of lust. “Oh,” she mumbled. “Oh yeah. Coffee.”

Tyler snorted and set the mugs on the table beside the bed. “Apparently you forgot all about it. And me.”

She shot him a gaze, but recognized the teasing glint in his eye, and she held out a hand to him. He slid back into bed, pressing her between their bodies. Nick continued kissing her mouth, her cheek, her jaw, while Tyler’s lips nibbled at the sensitive nape of her neck and his tongue dragged over her shoulder.

They played like that for a long time, exploring each other’s bodies, tasting and teasing, petting and pleasing, heat building, sweetness expanding. Kaelin had never felt so adored, so worshiped as they touched her and whispered to her. It was intoxicating, dizzying, gratifying. She took pleasure too, in touching them, threading her fingers through silky hair, brushing over taut nipples, filling her hand with thick columns of throbbing flesh.

Then Nick flipped to his back, bringing her on top of him, their mouths fused in a lush kiss. “Mmm, nice,” she murmured against his lips and wriggled her body. He groaned, and then she felt Tyler behind her, stroking her butt, finding Nick’s cock. He must’ve grabbed a condom. She bit her lip. Damn. She really didn’t want them to use it, wanted to feel them bare inside her, but for now, better safe than sorry. Wasn’t that always her motto?

Tyler rolled the condom onto Nick’s cock, and then helped him find his way inside Kaelin in a stretching push into her. He filled her so beautifully and she moved on top of him, rising to ride him.

Nick watched her with hot eyes, his gaze dropping to her breasts. “So beautiful,” he murmured. He reached for them, filled his hands with them then pinched her nipples, sensation cascading from nipple to womb. She moved on top of him, up and down, Tyler’s hand on her back then gathering her hair at her nape. Then he pushed her down, back down to lay on Nick’s chest, with a gentle pressure on her back. She kissed Nick and rubbed her face against his.

Delicious. So hot and sexy and delicious.

“You are beautiful, Kaelin,” Tyler whispered from behind her. His hand on her butt made her twitch. His fingers teased her anus, sending sparks cascading outward over her body from there, making her pussy tighten so much around Nick’s cock that he groaned. He pressed her face to his neck again, thrusting up into her while Tyler played with her ass, teasing and stroking and then probing lightly, so gently. She whimpered again. She’d never done this, wasn’t sure if she wanted to do it, but, helpless to the fiery pleasure torching her entire body, she let it continue.

“So pretty there,” Tyler whispered. “So damn tight and pretty.” When his finger breached her, sharp sensation stabbed then retreated and she let out the breath she’d been holding.

“Need lube,” Tyler muttered and his finger withdrew and the bed shifted as he moved. Nick continued slowly fucking up into her, arms around her, holding her so tightly, reassuringly. She heard the noises of Tyler opening a bottle, a squirting sound and then felt the coolness as his lubed-up fingers slicked over her ass again. This time his penetration didn’t startle her as much, and when he moved his finger inside her and stroked over nerve endings there, her head lifted in shock. Fiery ecstasy tore through her body and she cried out.

Oh sweet Jesus, that felt incredible! She never, ever would have thought that sensation there, combined with her pussy being filled, would create such a wild and violent pleasure. Everything inside her tightened and drew up in a tight, hard point of nearly painful ecstasy. She was going to come, already, too fast. She didn’t want this to end already.

As if sensing that, Tyler withdrew from her. He moved over her, straddling both her and Nick, his cock warm and heavy on her lower back as he kissed her shoulder, supporting his weight on his arms. “Wanna fuck you there,” he murmured into her ear. “So Nick and I are both fucking you at the same time.”

She knew it was a question and that he was waiting for a response. If she wanted him to stop, he would. She should stop him. But she couldn’t say no. But she couldn’t quite say yes, either.

Tyler scooped her hair off her face and held it with one hand. “Kaelin. I won’t do it unless you say yes. Unless you say you want it.”

Oh god, he was going to make her do it. She knew exactly why, last weekend, she’d wanted to be restrained, wanted that responsibility taken away from her. But that Tyler knew and understood…knew how she’d never been able to express what she wanted, how most of her life what she’d wanted hadn’t mattered. He understood. Even though she wanted him to just do it, it meant so much that he wouldn’t do this without her consent. She liked that.

“Yes,” she hissed. “Damn you, yes. That’s what I want.”

She was sandwiched between them, her body a hot glow of pleasure. Tyler took a moment for more lube, and she pictured him rolling a condom on his cock, all thick and shiny and ribbed with veins. Then the blunt head was nudging her entrance. She squeezed her eyes closed.

“Relax, Kaelin,” Nick soothed again, stroking her back, holding her head. “Relax. It’ll be so good, sweetheart.”

Tyler eased into her slowly, so slowly and carefully, and again his thoughtful patience warmed her inside. But despite his care, he was huge and she was untried there, and a sharp burst of fiery pain flashed over her. Oh god, he was splitting her ass in two! She cried out, bit her lip hard to stifle another cry. Nick continued to whisper soft words in her ear and stroke her back and neck.

“Ah, Kaelin.” Tyler’s voice was hoarse. “I’m sorry, babe, I know at first it hurts…stay with me. Bear down. Like you’re pushing me out.”

“I want to do it,” she whispered. “I want to.” She wanted to do it for them. She tried to control her trembling body and do as he said and miraculously he eased farther into her. The pain shifted into hot ecstasy, washing over her in waves of heat, a burning rapture. Oh dear god.

So full. So incredibly full, Nick’s cock in her pussy stroking, stroking, deep inside her, sliding over nerve endings, Tyler’s cock in her ass touching forbidden sensitive places inside her there. Her head whirled at the eroticism of it. It was her darkest, wildest fantasy come true, both of them like this.

She let herself slip into near delirium, floating on white-hot pleasure, fire rippling under her skin, heating her up. She moaned again and again, unable to stop the noises that escaped her.

“Fuck, that feels good,” Tyler groaned, and he bent over her and dragged his tongue over her back, kissed her shoulder. “So good, babe. So hot and tight.”

“Can you feel each other?” She managed to put words together into a question.

“Yeah.” Tyler nuzzled her hair then rose up again. “Yeah, I can feel his dick inside your pussy.”

They found a rhythm and moved together, rocking into her in seductive, sensuous slides, and that coil of heat inside her twisted and tightened again, building, higher, higher. It kept building so high it almost scared her, she’d never been that high before, reaching for that incredible sharp point of almost painful ecstasy. The pressure of Tyler’s damp body from behind and Nick’s body on her clit gave her the final stimulation she needed to send her flying. Sparks exploded in front of her eyes, fire raced through her veins and she lost all awareness of what was happening, other than the feelings rocketing through her body.

Only vague awareness teased the edges of her consciousness when Nick and Tyler came too, shouting and groaning their own pleasure, pulsing inside her in heavy jerks, pressing their bodies so tightly to her, squeezing her between them, the three of them joined like that in an incredible, intimate connection. The completion of it, the perfect grace and beauty and generosity of it, touched her soul. Her heart turned over in her chest and she knew she was utterly lost, all of her, her body, her heart, her soul, lost to them—both of them.