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  Mackie had a thought, what if? “What if this game of divide and cause chaos is the reason for these attempts? I’ve wondered why the gunmen never came back to the scene to finish the job and make sure Eric was dead. Are you having some power struggle at Klinger? If anything was leaked to the media, such as the attempts on your lives, wouldn’t your Board of Directors demand all of the technology be secured in a place where the company could access it, in case of one of you possibly dying or being taken as a hostage?”

  Liam took up the thread of her thoughts. “That way every scrap of technology and all research would be in one place to make it easier to steal.” He looked at Darryl. “That’s why they want you out of the picture, you must be getting close to the guilty party, and without you, we would be forced to hire a security firm from outside of the company. Your people wouldn’t tell them a thing even if you were dead without you leaving standing orders. They would talk to me, but again, the Board will want more say-so in security, and it would be very easy to hire a company by bid, you know what cheap bastards most of them are. Dangle a cut rate slick presentation, and they are like piranha on a wounded water buffalo.”

  Mackie yawned. It had been a long day, and she needed to sleep. “Guys, I need to go back to the house and get some shuteye. You’ve given me a lot to think about tonight, and I need to sort it all out in my brain before I decide exactly what I am going to do.”

  The looks on their faces were priceless. Liam appeared frustrated, Darryl looked disappointed, and John, well John looked resigned. He was shaking his head, and finally said.

  “Mackie, what about the words ‘bad guys want a hostage or to kill someone’ don’t you understand? You were seen with Darryl tonight, correct? Tell us, how many times have you been targeted like Darryl has been? And while you’re at it, tell us how many times you’ve been taken as a hostage and tortured in the process. How many times have you been shot, stabbed, confined or whatever, because of your job or association with other people? There’s no way you will leave this house until morning. We just found you, and I’m not losing you because you accepted a date.”

  Liam nodded and Darryl shrugged, “He’s right, sugar, you can’t leave from here when they saw you enter the pub and disappeared like that. We can take you back in the morning, and no one will think a thing of it.”

  That reminded her of something she wanted to know. “Speaking of disappearing, how did you know about the passageway between the buildings? That was a slick trick.”

  John gave her the explanation. “I bought most of the block for investment purposes, it was originally built in the early nineteen hundreds, and used by the boot leggers, and I have been told the brotherhood spent a lot of time in those passageways waiting for the Feds to leave the speakeasy, so they could resume business as usual. There’s actually a small room in an off shoot that still has the old chairs and a radio. I left it exactly as I found it because it was such a cool thing to discover. We were exploring and renovating the back rooms of the pub when Liam fell through the wall.

  “Incidentally, he fell on his ass and when he told you that he hasn’t got any scars, he’s lying. The right cheek of his ass was punctured in four spots. It looks like a thick toothed Vampire bit him on the ass.”

  She couldn’t believe he said that with a straight face. “A thick toothed Vampire? Really? So he has dimples on his butt? I bet that’s cute in the locker room.” She laughed, she couldn’t help herself, and looked toward Liam, who was in turn glaring at John.

  “Guys, I appreciate your concern, I really do, but I’m a big girl, and can take care of myself. If Dorian shot the intruder, won’t they decide that you are expecting trouble, so wouldn’t they back up and regroup?”

  Again John was shaking his head, and Darryl closed his eyes, and his head went back with his face toward the ceiling. John stood and walked over to where she sat. “Come on, let’s get you situated in a bedroom, and we’ll all take you back in the morning.”

  She gave in and followed him through the house and up an ornate wooden staircase. There was a door at the top of the staircase that had a sign “Water Closet” and she smiled at the old-fashioned touches that had been left in the beautiful old home. The original lamps hanging on the wall lighting the corridor had been electrified, and low wattage bulbs caused the old-fashioned yellow glow on the dark wooden paneling. There was a flowered runner down the hallway with beautiful hardwood showing on the sides, and the doorknobs were gilded brass. She loved it.

  “You have a beautiful home. I love the old-fashioned elements that you have kept, so many people nowadays would have torn out the paneling and ruined the beauty and craftsmanship of an era when quality was valued.”

  John smiled and opened the door next to him. “This will be your room, and I hope you like it.” The room was large as far as modern bedrooms would go. The bed was huge, brass with porcelain balls breaking the shiny surface. The old wooden dressers and free standing dress closets gave her a case of envy that she’d never owned such a home to house beautiful objects like them.

  John interrupted her thoughts. “We converted the fireplaces in each room from coal to natural gas, and through here,” he opened a smaller door, “is a shared bathroom with the room next door. It isn’t fancy, but we tried to keep the period as true as possible.

  He approached her and took her hands in his. “I know it’s a lot for you to take in, the inadvertent way that we put your life with ours, the fact that we find you beautiful and sexy enough to make us all agree on convincing you to complete our family.” He raised one hand and ran his fingers slowly from her jaw to her ear, and filtered his splayed fingers through her hair.

  His palm held her cheek and she felt herself leaning toward him. She gave into the impulse and laid her lips over his. He let her initiate the kiss and took over when her tongue retreated from his lip. His tongue slid over hers and he sucked on her tongue with a rough moan. She pulled back, and he didn’t force the issue, but the way he stared into her eyes with longing made her step back another step.

  “Thank you for letting me stay, I love your house, and,” she raised her hand to her lips. There was no graceful way to tell a man who had just kissed her that she wanted to lie down on that bed and pull him on top of her. She did what any self preserving woman would do, she turned and walked into the bathroom. Instead, she said to him, “Goodnight, John,” as she shut the door and leaned against it with her head lowered.

  Dammit, Mackie, you are acting so out of character that it isn’t funny. What the hell? Are you really thinking about their proposition? Are you nuts? She continued to think about the men and the things they’d said tonight. The conspiracy threat to the Klinger Corporation took a back seat to the personal aspect of the clusterfuck that had started out as a simple dinner date.

  She was too tired to worry about it tonight, she would deal with it in the morning. Falling asleep with pictures of three handsome men in her head wasn’t a bad thing. The thought caused a smile as she adjusted in the bed and closed her eyes.

  John went back to the guys and looked at the time. It was after midnight, and they would have to get up early.

  Darryl hadn’t put his ruined shirt on, there was no reason to. He was comfortable in his skin, and John crossed over to him while Liam checked his messages. The three of them had been together for eight years, and John was comforted as Darryl’s long arms pulled him close when he came near enough for the big guy to embrace.

  Darryl had a habit of reading his friend’s moods, and he knew John needed reassurance that things would work out for them. “Look, I know that your guts are twisting right now, hell, look at me. How many times have you seen me do a striptease for anyone? She was so worried and focused on her scars that I didn’t even think about it. The next thing I know I’m standing there, almost bare assed, so she could see that scars aren’t what make you love a person or not. As I stood there, I finally accepted my own fears, and you and Liam, you have no idea how much I love you guy
s.”

  He tightened his embrace and leaned in for a deep kiss with John’s willing lips. He needed that reassurance himself, and got it from his friend who was closer to him than any blooded brother could be. John’s hands ran the length of his spine and over the scars that had once made him avoid mirrors and taking his shirt off, even during sex.

  John was in the mood for more than reassurance, it had been days since they’d been together like this and he wanted to taste every inch of Darryl’s muscle bound body. He broke the kiss and stayed close as he licked his way over his jaw and down his neck. Licking his way down to the beaded nipple closest to his lips, he nibbled on the small knot before running his hand over its counterpart, and trailing down in a straight line to Darryl’s thick cock straining against the zipper of his pants.

  He felt his own shirt being pulled from his waistband and knew Liam had decided to leave his messages and join them. He had to back off the expanse of skin long enough to help get the shirt over his head, and went right back to freeing the object of his desire from the material that held Darryl’s cock from his eyes. Once he had released the outer layer, he licked his lips at the sight of Darryl’s cock behind the thin material of his boxer briefs. He ran his fingertips from nuts to the tip of where his cock ended and had left a small wet spot from pre-cum. He took the waistband of the underwear between his teeth and began to pull it down, revealing just the thick head, and groaned. His teeth let the cloth loose and he licked at the dark pink flesh. He could taste the small droplets that still leaked from Darryl’s dick. He reached both hands up and finished pulling the boxers from his lover’s hips, dragging them down to his ankles. He ran his hands from the backs of those sculpted thighs to his ass cheeks and squeezed a cheek in each hand. He breathed his words of praise over the big man’s dampening skin. “You have the hottest fucking body I’ve ever seen and seeing you like this makes me want you more each time I have you. So fucking good, you have no idea.” His tongue was busy after the last word came out in a strangled groan.

  Liam wasn’t about to be left out of the play tonight. They hadn’t had much time together lately, and this was the perfect opportunity to enjoy each other again. John was on his knees, bent over to enjoy Darryl’s cock with his mouth, and seeing them like that with Darryl nude and standing tall and proud was hot. The man was sexy as hell, and while he might consider them sexy, Darryl had them hands down, that was one of the things Liam loved about the man. He wasn’t stuck on himself and he was easy to love.

  Darryl and John were the best thing that happened to him, and thinking of adding Mackie to their family, well they could only hope she would give the idea serious thought and be open minded enough, no, not open minded so much as open hearted enough to have the capacity to love the three of them.

  He crossed over to the smallest drawer of John’s desk and grabbed a bottle of lube before kicking his shoes off and removing the rest of his clothes. John was busy, but helped him when he crossed the room and began pulling the shirt of John’s body.

  He reached around and unsnapped and unbuckled John’s pants, pulling them down over his nice ass. He ran his hands over John’s back and thighs several times before running lubed fingers along the seam of his ass. With his pants wadded up at the knees, there wasn’t much room for having him spread his legs, but Liam sent his fingers to the small hole he was planning on burying his cock inside of. He poured more lube at the top of the seam of his ass and slid two fingers into the warm tight hole.

  “Damn, man, you are tight as ever, I can’t hardly wait to fuck you. Let me know when you’re ready, because I’m too hard to play nice. Seeing you and Darryl is inspiring, you know. Fuck me if it isn’t.”

  He fingered and widened the tight spot and watched as John took half of Darryl’s cock into his mouth, pull back, and swallow the thick cock even deeper. He heard John groan as he added a third finger and continued to work his digits as deeply as possible.

  When John pushed back on his fingers for the forth time, Liam pulled them from the heated entrance and set the head of his cock to the tight ring that would squeeze the cum from his balls in an embarrassingly short time. He reached down and fondled John’s cock and rolled the tight sac of his testicles in his fingers. He held his hip and slowly slid his cock inside of his friend’s asshole. He took the shaft of John’s cock in his hand and each pump of his hips cause him to jack him off as all three men groaned and moaned their way into a faster pace.

  Darryl looked up and saw Mackie standing at the door. He smiled at her and raised his hand in a come join us gesture. She was staring at the three of them with interest and unless he missed his guess, heat. She shook her head when she saw him gesture toward her, but he tried again, and her feet came into the room.

  “Come closer, sugar, we won’t bite unless you ask us to.” She came within three feet of where he was standing and by then, the other men had noticed she was there.

  John kept sucking the thick cock in his mouth, holding onto Darryl’s ass as he moaned when Liam sank fully into his ass.

  Darryl held out his hand toward Mackie and she stepped closer. He reached for her shoulder to bring her closer, and she was so busy watching the two men on the floor that she allowed herself to be brought snug to the side of his body. He bent his head to kiss her under her ear and place small nibbles over her jawline. When he reached her lips, his tongue teased her top lip to open it and once she did, he sent his tongue inside of her mouth and explored every crevice while she moved her tongue along side of his in a gentler but no less carnal kiss.

  Mackie had found a t-shirt and a pair of boxers on the bed when she came out of the bathroom John must have been kind enough to provide. Once she’d laid down to sleep, it occurred to her that she’d left her purse with her cell phone inside downstairs. She might have taken the night off, but Laura Downs would demand that she be called in case of any emergency.

  She was happy to hear sounds coming from the room that her purse had been left in. She turned the doorknob and stopped in her tracks. When the men had told her that they were exclusive bi-sexual lovers, she hadn’t thought much about it at the time. She had seen men having sex before, but none of the men she had seen before looked like these men. Not to mention she had no intention of considering what they appeared to be asking from her then.

  Seeing them all naked and caressing each other, kissing and running their hands over all of that muscle was the sexiest thing she could remember seeing. Watching John sucking Darryl’s big cock made her body warm, and seeing the look on Liam’s face as he sank his cock deep into the doctor’s body had made her pussy feel swollen and needy. She could feel the way her nipples beaded into tight knots too.

  When Darryl noticed her standing at the door and waved her to him, she almost ran back to her room. The temptation to see these beautiful men making love to each other was too much for her to walk away from, and she drifted closer and closer until Darryl’s strong arm encircled her and his lips claimed her own.

  He turned her around and put his lips close to her ear. “Watch the two of them, have you ever seen such beautiful people giving each other so much pleasure? The feeling of John’s mouth on my cock combined with the taste of your lips has me ready to come. Are you wet? Is your little pussy drenching those boxers?”

  His lips opened and his tongue licked at her earlobe and down her neck to her shoulder. “Tell me, sugar, when I put my hand inside the waistband of these shorts, will your pussy enjoy my fingers giving you pleasure?” He wasn’t teasing, his hand slid down until his fingers were tickling the small patch of hair she kept neatly trimmed, and ventured further down to rub over the lips of her pussy. His fingers slid in between her slit and his thumb began rubbing back and forth over her clit. Two fingers slipped inside of her cunt and she groaned through her teeth.

  “I can feel how wet you are, how about if I do this?” He hooked his two fingers side by side and lifted up, while his thumb pressed down on her clit harder. His other hand reached ar
ound and held her breast with the nipple being pinched between his finger and thumb.

  “I’m about to come, sugar, how about you join me, and we can watch Liam lose his mind fucking John’s asshole while we do it. I know I’d rather be licking your pussy when I come, but until you decide what you want, this will have to do. Can you imagine how it would feel to have the three of us feasting on your sweet flesh? I can, and yeah, sugar, now is a good time to come, come on, baby, give me all that sweetness.”

  His hips were moving and his hold on her breast tightened, causing a thrill to run through her pussy, and she stiffened, she was coming, and the sensations filling her could no longer be contained without screaming low and panting, as she pumped her hips while her pussy clenched over his fingers.

  Liam watched her face as she came and he started to feel his own orgasm begin. He tightened his hand over John’s dick, and gave it a few hard pumps before feeling the beautiful cock in his hand swell and begin pulsating as the carpet beneath them became wet from John’s sperm soaking it. His own cum shot from his cock, filling the tight dark tunnel of John’s ass. He laid over John and ran his hands over the doctor’s back and thighs repeatedly. He could feel his cock shrinking from John’s body, and he groaned again once the sensitized flesh of his cock pulled free.

  Chapter Ten

  Mackie laid on the bed again, she needed sleep, and she needed to think. Why she was acting out of character baffled her. She had never in her wildest imagination thought there might be a remote possibility that she could end up in this situation. One man had been an old dream and goal. Two men were strictly fantasy and reading preference, but three men?

  Yes, yes, yes… hold on, girlie, you need to think this through. It’s not like you’re doing a job here, it’s not as easy as that. The only person she would need to protect would be herself. Yet allowing her emotions to get involved with these men would require more bravery than she was certain she possessed. She fell asleep with the pictures of the beautiful naked men she’d left downstairs when she panicked and all but ran from the room.