For two weeks they'd teased, touched, laughed, and kissed, but hadn't gone beyond that. They'd shown her both the good and the bad of living with them.

Now she couldn't picture living without them.

She reached up and caressed Logan's cheek, leaning her own cheek against Kir's.

Logan turned his head and kissed her palm. “I think that's a yes."

The relief in his voice made her smile.

"I think so, too."

She laughed, and nodded. “Yes."

She never saw two men strip so fast in her life. Kir was the first to lose his clothes, tripping and falling down on the chaise as he tried to remove his shoes and pants at the same time. He scooted further up the chaise after exchanging a wicked look with Logan.

Jordan gasped when Logan put her on the chaise, straddling Kir's calves. He gently pushed the back of her head, putting her lips down to Kir's cock, lifting her hips at the same time. She blushed, knowing the view he was getting of her wet pussy. “Suck him, baby."

Kir was staring down the length of his body, his hand gently stroking her hair as he looked at her with a hot, pleading look. “Please."

That quick laughter turned to a need so raw her pussy wept from it. She grabbed the base of his cock and lifted it up, licking around the flared head in slow, lingering swipes. His slow hiss as he lifted his hips was music to her ears.

She moaned when Logan's fingers circled her clit. “Take him in, sweetheart. I want to watch you make him come."

"Oh, shit.” Kir's eyes went wide as Jordan took him as far down as she could go. His eyes rolled back in his head as she sucked as hard as she could, his moans and gasps of pleasure spurring her on.

A wet tongue lapped at her pussy. “It's been a very long time since I've had a woman.” Logan's voice was dark and rich with need. “And I intend to enjoy every—” lick “—last—” lick “—long—” lick

“—minute of it."

She groaned as Logan settled in behind her, sucking on her clit as she tongued the underside of Kir's cock. Kir grabbed both sides of her head as she bobbed up and down on him. She made sure to keep her tongue hard against the underside of his cock, something he seemed to appreciate if his moans were anything to go by.

Nothing made her hotter than a man who let her know he was enjoying himself.

Logan stopped sucking on her and stood, leaning over her back. One hand continued to play her clit while the other hand landed on the chaise, holding him steady. She could feel the warm head of his cock lodge between her thighs, brushing her wet core. She pushed back a bit, trying to get him inside her.

The slap on her ass tingled and made her jump. “Naughty girl. Not yet.” Logan's tongue lapped the crease of Kir's thigh and groin, making Kir cry out. The agonized pleasure on the blond man's face was a sight to behold.

She bucked back onto Logan's hand as he inserted what felt like two fingers into her pussy. She reached around and stroked his cock, resting against her hip, until he pulled away from her.

"No. Kir first, then I get mine.” His mouth went back to Kir's balls, tonguing them while she sucked.

"Oh, shit, oh shit, oh shit !” Kir bucked up into her mouth and came down her throat, one hand clenched in her hair, the other clenched in Logan's.

"Mmm, nice,” Logan purred, pulling his mouth off Kir's balls. He put one knee on the chaise and leaned over, kissing Kir long and hard.

He turned to Jordan. “Your turn."

Logan helped Kir up off the chaise while Jordan watched, wide-eyed. “My turn?"

Kir chuckled. “You didn't think we would leave you wanting, did you?” He picked her up and laid her gently on the chaise. “It's simple, really.” He plucked her hard nipples with his fingers as Logan went down on her again, lapping at her like a starving man. “Logan's going to eat you until you come, then I'm going to fuck you while you suck his cock."

"Hey!” Jordan looked down to see Logan frowning at Kir. “Who says you get to fuck her first?"

"I do.” He was grinning at Logan, who leaned against Jordan's thigh with a cocky look on his face.

"I think I should get to fuck her first."

The two glared at one another, then grinned. “One, two, three, shoot!"

"Damn.” Kir threw his head back and laughed. “Looks like you get to fuck her first."

Jordan stared at the two men who'd just played Rock Paper Scissors for the right to take her first.

“You're kidding me, right?"

Logan dived right back in, sucking on her clit until the argument, and how they'd handled it, was blown right out of her head. Kir was suckling her nipples, one right after the other, the sensation almost more than she could bear. Then Logan worked a little of his magic, heating his tongue just a little bit more than a normal human could do. It was if he'd sipped hot coffee then immediately gone down on her. The added sensation threw her over the edge. She came, clenching Kir to her breasts as she bucked up against Logan's mouth with a shuddering moan.

Kir kissed her as Logan eased her down off the orgasm, lapping at her mouth as gently as Logan lapped at her pussy.

Logan sat back on his heels and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. “Ready, sweetheart?"

She fell back with a laugh; she was still seeing stars from the orgasm he'd already given her. “Not really, no."

He looked at Kir, who had started stroking his growing erection, and bit his lip. “Want to watch?"

Kir's hand stopped. His gaze went from Logan to Jordan and back again.

Can I really watch the two of them together?

She'd read some male/male erotic romances before, gifts from Jeff, and had liked them a lot more than she thought she would. And this would be the real test; she knew if she couldn't completely accept this side of their relationship she would lose both Logan and Kir.

The thought of losing either one of them left her feeling cold and alone.

Logan crawled over to Kir and reached out a hand. Kir watched as both he and Logan stroked Kir's cock. Jordan felt her arousal begin to build all over again as the two of them pleasured Kir. She looked up into Kir's face and saw him watching her, anxiety warring with his pleasure. She had the urge to reach over and begin stroking him herself, just to reassure him.

Hell. This must be love.

Kir looked down at his lovers, keeping a careful eye on Jordan to make sure she was handling what she was seeing.

When Logan's warm, wet tongue lapped the head of his cock he had to close his eyes. The sensation was incredible, different from the feel of Jordan doing the same. Where she'd lapped slowly, savoring him, Logan devoured, intent on gobbling every last bite.

And with Logan he could be a little bit rougher. He grabbed the sides of Logan's head and forced his cock down Logan's throat, moaning at the sight of his length disappearing between Logan's greedy lips.

He began fucking his lover's mouth steadily, watching his wet cock glide between those red lips.

"Oh, wow,” Jordan breathed. Her small, delicate hands began gliding up and down Logan's back.

“Okay, that's a lot hotter than I thought it would be."

She began marking Logan with little nipping kisses up and down his back as he sucked on Kir's cock.

Logan moaned around him, making Kir gasp.

Fuck, he wasn't going to last very long at this rate.

"Oh, fuck.” Logan's eyes were squeezed shut. Kir looked down and saw Jordan jacking him off, one hand running up and down his cock, the other cradling his balls.

"She's got an even better mouth, love.” Kir smiled, watching Logan writhe under Jordan's hands.

Logan looked up with a hot grin. “Fuck that shit.” Kir toppled back as Logan pushed him, hard. He landed on his back on the chaise again. “Up you go!” Logan took Jordan's hands and put her over Kir, sixty-nine style.