Night Is Darkest Jayne Rylon (bookreader .TXT) 📖

“I know.” He sighed. For a moment he’d been teetering on the edge of believing they had a chance. It hurt to hear her confirm his morose thoughts. It couldn’t work.

“Stop that!” She tapped his shoulder. “Don’t go all half-empty on me. I love you. I love Tyler and I can’t watch him suffer every time you discount his affection. What I meant, is that we have to be honest with each other and the world. Anything else is an injustice to our bond.” She attempted to allay her harsh mandate with a kiss but he stayed stiff and unyielding as his heart raced.

Could she be right? Was he holding onto fear of a threat long past out of habit? Had he used the horror instilled in him by his father as a crutch to avoid his feelings?

When she inhaled, he prepared for another assault by the diminutive warrior. Instead, she teased, “Did I mention how much it turns me on to think of the two of you locked together, muscles glistening with sweat, while you drive each other insane with raw desire?”

To prove her point, she spread her legs wider. She rubbed the aching heat of her pussy through the silky pants they’d changed her into while she slept. A damp spot darkened the crotch.

“Do you love to tease him like this before you grant him what he begs for? I bet his ass is smoldering hot around your cock.” Her hips rocked in a primitive dance designed to entice. “I’d give anything to see the two of you together, unleashing your sexuality. Destroying the careful boundaries you’ve drawn. Imagine what it would be like, if you were honest with him. Imagine how much further you could take him. Imagine the limitless ecstasy he could give you in return.”

He licked his lips before a wry grimace tilted one corner of his tight mouth. “I’ve really been fucking this all up, haven’t I?”

She nodded. “I think so. But I know how you can make it up to him.”

Mason growled as he clamped her to his side then burst through the door into the adjoining room. He strode to the bed, set her carefully into her spot against the mountain of pillows, then climbed over her to tackle Ty. She grinned when the other man’s lids flew open.

Mason stared straight into the surprised depths of Ty’s eyes while he took his mouth in a crushing kiss. Their tongues clashed and dueled while she watched. Tyler surrendered to the driving fervor of Mason’s passion. While Mason continued to ravage him, Tyler lay stunned.

After long minutes filled with grunts, nips and rough claiming, Tyler attempted to object. Mason’s lips muffled his first attempt. “Wait.” He freed his mouth long enough to pant. “Wait.”

While Ty caught his breath, Mason stripped in two seconds flat. From her vantage point, she admired the flex and play of his athletic body. The slash of ink encircling his right biceps enhanced his rugged beauty. He wrapped his fingers around the waistband of Ty’s sweatpants then yanked them to his ankles before Ty could react. Instead of wasting effort resisting the onslaught of Mason’s primal hunger, he faced her instead.

“What the fuck did you do to him in there?” His eyebrows got lost beneath the fringe of his hairline.

“Who, me?” Lacey pasted on her best imitation of an innocent expression. “Not a thing.”

His eyes turned serious as he faced their lover. “Just tell me this…is this a permanent change or are you just giving me a taste of what I want because you’re too horny to resist?”

“Ah, shit, Ty.” Mason knelt by the side of the bed until he could stare straight into the depths of the other man’s searching eyes. “I’ve been a complete moron. Forgive me. I came too close to losing everything I’ve ever wanted today. I don’t want to waste another moment of our time together pretending. I’m not going to hide from the truth ever again. I’ll tell you the rest later. But I need you now.”

Lacey heard Tyler’s gulp clear across the bed. He peeked up at her and she nodded in encouragement.

“I do love you.” Mason sealed the vow with a kiss, this one less forceful yet more potent than anything she’d witnessed before. “I’m sorry I ever gave you cause to doubt it.”

“I love you too, Mason.” Tyler beamed then surprised her by lunging across the small gap between them to sear away her lingering sadness for the boy Mason had once been with a smoking hot kiss. “And I love you, Lacey Daughtry. More with every minute that passes. You’re the key to everything that makes me happy. Thank God you’re safe.”

She patted his cheek to dispel the rejuvenated panic in his expression. “I love you, too. Now, stop tormenting me. Show me what it’s like between you guys. As much as I wish I were, I’m not up for taking on both of you just yet. So, entertain me instead.”

Tyler blinked back the emotions clogging his throat. She thought he did an admirable job of holding himself together when every inch of his body sagged in relief. He didn’t make a single aggressive move toward Mason, mandating the other man come to him this time. Somehow, the hesitation gave Mason pause.

“Go ahead.” She nudged the indecisive pair. “I want to watch.”

Chapter Thirteen

When both Lacey and Tyler prodded him with such heated expectation in their eyes, Mason buckled beneath the pressure of their joint desires. He had no hope of resisting what he needed when their cravings matched his own. He nodded at Lacey then faced Tyler head-on. A fierce, wolfish grin erupted as a byproduct of his emancipated lusts.

He needed to fuse them together so they’d never come apart again but the thought of exacerbating Ty’s injuries stopped him in mid-motion.

“I need you. Please don’t