I reached out for Krew, and he came back to us. He anchored himself behind me while Decker ran his fingers through my hair, gripped it tight and angled my head so that my lips were close to Krew’s.
“Kiss her,” Decker ordered.
Krew didn’t give me a moment to breathe. He obeyed immediately, engulfing my mouth with so much passion, I almost suffocated in his longing. And I kissed him right back with equal fervor.
He then pulled back, his eyes on Decker now, equally hungry and desperate. I knew that look all too well. I remembered how Krew had looked at him. The intensity of their stares was nuclear.
Decker’s pupils were blown as he leaned into Krew and captured his mouth. Their kiss was frantic and wanton, all tongues and teeth, like they were about to take a bite out of each other.
Sandwiched between Krew and Decker, I couldn’t imagine being anywhere else in this moment. Their connection ramped up my desire. And seeing these two men loving on each other, picturing them loving on me, filled me up with so much joy that I almost wept.
“I need to taste you,” Decker demanded before I felt his hand sliding down the front of my yoga pants. His fingers maneuvered behind the tight waist band until he was inside my underwear.
Decker didn’t hesitate and dragged his digits across my throbbing clit until he drove two of them inside me.
I gasped from the intrusion, and waited a second for the familiar panic to resurface… But it didn’t and the pleasured pain grew into an inferno of desire I had never experienced in my life. Not even my vibrator on the highest setting got me to this level of want.
“Krew, you have to feel her. She so soft and wet for us.” Decker dipped his fingers deeper into me and then pulled them out. He brought his hand to his nose and sniffed. “Fuck, Princess you smell good. Now how do you taste?”
He stuck his fingers into his mouth and groaned, while Krew stood still behind me like he was waiting for his turn.
“You want to taste her—don’t you?” Decker asked Krew as he delved back into my pants, drove his fingers inside me and pumped in and out several times. I was about to come.
“Decker,” I panted out.
“Don’t come,” he commanded before he pulled out and raised his hand to Krew. “Taste her—suck all her juices off my fingers.”
Krew lowered his mouth onto Decker’s fingers until his lips swallowed them down to the third knuckles before pulling back. “So sweet,” he whispered in my ear.
“Give me your mouth.” Decker clasped the back of Krew’s neck and he lowered his head until their lips collided.
I couldn’t do anything but watch these two men hungrily devour each other.
Then Decker pulled back and looked down at me. “Say yes to us, Regi.”
The window shattered, and Decker swiftly wrenched Krew and me down to the floor. “Get to the bathroom,” he growled, and scuttled us backwards.
“What the hell was that?” I whispered-screeched in outrage as I climbed into the tub, shaking badly.
“Don’t fucking move from here.” Decker completely ignored my question, then took off, slammed the bathroom door, and left me in there with Krew.
“Christ,” Krew spat as he turned to me. “Are you okay? Do you have any glass on you?”
“A few scratches on my feet, I think. Otherwise, I’m not hurt.” I admitted. “Are you alright?”
“I’m fine.”
“What was that, Krew?” I tucked my legs tighter to my chest.
“I think that was bullets.” He rubbed the back of his neck. “I hope Decker…”
My eyes widened. “Then why in the hell did Decker run out there? Is he fucking crazy?” My voice rose, until I looked into Krew’s hardened gaze, and I quickly shut up.
“Because out of the three of us, he’s the only one that can find out who’s trying to kill us—Jesus, Regi—we tried to tell you,” he said with irritation.
Bile rose quickly in the back of my throat, but I swallowed it down. “So, what you guys were saying earlier is true? There are people out there who are after us?”
“Not people, Regi—killers. Someone put a hit out on us both. Who did you think was in your apartment? Decker told you the truth. That guy was a hitman.”
