Free Teamwork by Lily Harlem

“Why don’t you come too? With us.”
    “He will,” Todd said quickly. “He can catch up with everyone. Show them all he’s still alive and kicking.”
    “Will you?” I asked.
    “Yeah.” He leaned forward. “If you want me to.”
    His breath breezed across my cheek, or was it Todd’s? He was right next to me too, stroking down my neck, across to my shoulder. His aftershave was mixing with the raw, male smell of Raven—black pepper, soap and sex.
    A white-hot shiver ran through my body. They were both so close, circling me, surrounding me. Far from fireworks of the fisticuff type, there seemed to be sparks of arousal flashing all over the place. And it wasn’t just me.
    Raven’s mouth was by my ear now, his tongue just touching my lobe, his stubbled cheek against mine.
    “Well, since we both want you,” Todd said, brushing his lips over my mouth, “why don’t we both have you?”
    “What, like share me?” I asked, widening my eyes and curling my hands over the crisp material of his shirt. I didn’t know how much longer I would be able to stay standing, my damn legs were like noodles.
    Todd gave me a lopsided smirk. “Yeah, why not? You like both of us, we both like you. Let’s have some fun.”
    Raven caught my gaze. His lips were in a tight line again, his eyes thin slits of concern. “Fiona? Are you up for…fun?”
    Oh dear Lord above. “Well, it does seem like an answer to the situation,” I managed, feeling my pussy tremor in anticipation.
    Todd slipped my robe from my shoulder, his lips following his fingertips and kissing over my bra strap. “Of course it’s an answer, because we’re all hot for it,” he muttered onto my skin. “And I’m sure as hell not going to fall out with my best friend over a woman.”
    “No,” I whispered. “Falling out would be very foolish.”
    “It’s a solution…for now,” Raven murmured, going back to exploring my neck and throat with his tongue and tugging at the other side of my robe until it fell around my elbows, exposing my white silk bra completely.
    “I guess you’re not talking about just sharing the date then?” I managed. I’d never been in a threesome before, and now it seemed here was the opportunity, with two drop-dead sexy hockey players. Clearly I’d been a very good girl in a former life and that was giving me the chance to be seriously bad now.
    I could hardly wait.
    It seemed I wouldn’t have to.
    Todd chuckled. “No, not just the date. I came here early with the intention of finishing what my jet lag deprived me of last night. So we have hours before the christening, Fiona. Hours and hours to both adore you.”
    Okay, they had me. I felt like a sacrificial lamb trapped between their bulk. My nerves were on overdrive. Every touch, every kiss and caress seemed to burn right through me, thrill me, overwhelm me. I clung to each of them, allowed Raven to kiss me in that devastating way of his as Todd slipped off my bra.
    “In here?” I gasped as my legs finally failed me. “The kitchen?”
    Raven caught me. I was worried for a moment about his shoulder, but it didn’t seem to be an issue for him so I let him support me, cradle me in his other arm.
    “Yeah, the table looks perfect,” Todd said, plucking at my right nipple while sucking my left deep into his mouth.
    Breathing was becoming difficult, my heart was thudding, bruising against my ribs. Oh sweet Lord, Todd knew how to use his mouth on a nipple.
    “You’ve made me feel so much better, Fiona, now it’s your turn. Let us make you fly,” Raven whispered. “We can, you know, if you let us. Just relax.”
    He spoke with such confidence, such resolution, that it briefly crossed my mind they’d done this before. Maybe this was a hockey player specialty—hot ménage. I wasn’t complaining. I was going to take what I could. Last night’s sexual frustration was still simmering and taking it to a boiling point was all I could think about. It was more than a need, it was