Free Hat Trick (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) by Lynn Tyler Page B

before. Neither had the casual touches. Nathan had even touched him in sexual situations. Just last night, Jeremy had made slow love to Rachel spooned with her from behind while Nathan had fingered her clit. The two of them had driven her to five orgasms before she pleaded for rest. Nathan’s hands had brushed over his cock repeatedly while he’d been easing inside her. Prior to that damn column, he never would have given those accidental touches a second thought. He knew Nathan swung both ways. The way he’d rubbed off against Jeremy’s ass that first night had proven it, and Nathan had confirmed it later. He’d never pushed Jeremy for anything sexual. Now Jeremy wondered if those touches had really been an accident.
    If those touches weren’t accidental, Jeremy had to decide how he felt about what was happening between the three of them. He was pretty sure he was in love with Rachel. He couldn’t wait to get home to see her at night. The thought of being with her caused his heart to pound in anticipation and gave him warm fuzzies that spread through his entire body, not that he would word it that way outside of his own mind. He missed her desperately when she was gone and being with her felt like being home.
    Only…if he was being completely honest with himself, he would admit he was beginning to feel the same way about Nathan. He missed the man just as much as the woman. Sometimes if they went to bed before Rachel did, he felt the strongest urge to cuddle up to Nathan’s big, muscular body and soak up his warmth and strength. He had grown to crave Nathan’s domineering ways in bed, even if he was only directing Jeremy on how to make love to Rachel. The very thought of not being with Nathan left a gaping wound in his chest that Jeremy was pretty sure he wouldn’t survive if it were actually to become reality. Did that mean that he was in love with Nathan, too?
    More importantly, did that mean he was gay?
    Jeremy had never given his sexuality a second thought before. Sure, he could identify and even appreciate a good-looking guy, but he’d never been sexually attracted to a man before.
    He shifted again as Nathan walked out of the showers butt naked, running the towel over his short hair. That odd little feeling in his chest, like a bird’s wings fluttering madly against his ribs, started up again. He’d been feeling those wings more and more often lately. Especially when he’d found himself imagining being penetrated by Nathan while he plunged into Rachel’s willing body. Those thoughts had always gotten stronger as he was drifting off to sleep. As much as he loved their threesome relationship, he couldn’t help but feel he was missing an integral part of himself.
    Nathan wrapped the towel around his lean waist and sat down next to him. “I’d be careful if I were you. You never know what Johnston might have in his locker.”
    Jeremy smiled but didn’t open his eyes. He was starting to feel the effects of his impact with the ice, and his head was throbbing steadily now. He was so damn tired.
    He could feel Nathan sitting forward, and then a warm palm landed on his thigh, strangely comforting and, for that reason alone, discomforting. Nathan squeezed his thigh and then gripped his chin gently, turning his head so that he could see Jeremy’s face. “You took a pretty hard knock there, Jer. Are you okay?”
    “I’m just sore and tired. Nathan?” Jeremy licked his lips, unsure how to express what he was feeling.
    “Yeah?” Nathan’s thumb ran across his eyebrow, right below the stitches.
    It was all Jeremy could do not to nuzzle into that loving touch. “I’m not gay,” he finally blurted out.
    Hand falling away, Nathan sighed and stood. Jeremy finally opened his eyes and watched Nathan as he let the towel drop to the floor. He had one second to appreciate that hard body in all its glory before the other man began pulling on his clothes. “I know you’re not gay, Jeremy,” he said quietly. “No