Two Are Better Than One (2 page)

They had become
close over the school year, very close. Quinn had seen flashes of a sultry
vixen underneath her clam, analytical exterior. What he wouldn’t give to strip
off that lab coat and let down her hair from her bun. He knew that with the
right touch, the right word, Hannah would blossom like a flower. It aroused him
to the point of insanity.

Declan turned away
from the mirror. “Do you think that she’ll be offended when we ask her?”

Quinn snapped out
of his fantasy and back to reality. “Man, I hope not.”

“Me too.” Declan
sat on the edge of the bed. “It’s been a long time since we’ve shared a woman.”

Quinn glanced at
him. “I know. It’s always better with a woman, isn’t it?”

“And there’s just something
about Hannah…” Declan shook his head. “She’s different.”

“She’s honest.”

“She makes you
feel like you’re the only guy in the room.”

“And she’s smart.
I haven’t seen a girl with such quick wit.”

“She’s pure.”

 Quinn sat up on
the bed and inched closer to Declan, close enough to feel his roommate’s warm, minty
breath against his face. “You’re right. Hannah
is
purer. She flirted,
but didn’t seem too forward. I wonder if she’s the type who would be into a
one-night stand.”

Declan frowned.
“Does it matter?”

“What do you
mean?”

Declan laced his
fingers with Quinn’s and squeezed. The motion felt intimate and caring and went
straight to Quinn’s heart.

“How long have we
been together now?” Declan asked.

“Two years.”

“And in those two
years how many times have we had sex together?”

Quinn chuckled. “A
lot.”

“And how many
women have we shared?”

“Quite a few.”

“Well then. Think
back to each time we’ve been together, and each time we’ve shared a woman.
Which was better?”

Quinn thought for
a moment. He considered Declan’s firm mouth and long, rough fingers entwined
with his. He thought back to when they last had sex, and how it felt to have Declan’s
muscular body pressed up against him. Then he remembered how it felt having a
soft, lithe female between them.

When Quinn and
Declan were alone the sex was rough and fast. Each of them took from the other
what they needed, and it often ended quickly. When they were with a woman,
things turned gentler, more affectionate. The result was that the men shared an
intimacy with each other that they couldn’t achieve on their own. It could only
be explored when they worked together to bring a woman to orgasm.

“It was better
with a woman, definitely.”

“For me too.”
Declan let go of Quinn’s hand. “Imagine if we shared a woman not for a night,
but on a more permanent basis?” Declan disentangled his fingers and dragged
them up Quinn’s thigh, setting every nerve ending on fire. “Imagine sharing all
of what we have, who we are, with a woman?”

Quinn’s mouth went
dry as he thought of the possibility. “I never considered it.”

“Consider it now.”
Declan cupped Quinn’s thick cock through his black swim trunks. “I see that the
idea isn’t unappealing to you.”

“No.” Quinn closed
his eyes and groaned as Declan rubbed and squeezed his shaft.

“Think about it.” Declan’s
low, rough voice tumbled through him like a caress. “The two of us stretched
out on either side of Hannah, both driving ourselves deep inside that
wonderful, soft body.”

Declan moved
closer, and excitement tingled over Quinn’s skin. Declan’s body heat and spicy
scent penetrated Quinn’s senses and made him even harder.

“Think of it. Us
moving together in unison, bringing her body to orgasm…” Declan’s breathing
quickened and the shallow puffs of air blew across Quinn’s face.

Quinn moistened
his lips as all of the blood in his body rushed to his cock. “I’m picturing
it.”

“She’d be perfect
for us, don’t you think? Remember how shy she was when we first met her? How
she opened up for us as we got to know her—only us?”

“She didn’t open
up like that for anyone else in the lab, did she?”

“She’ll open up
her body too, I just know it.”

Quinn opened his
eyes and met his lover’s gaze. “Fuck Declan, I hope you’re right. It would be
amazing.”

“I know. I’m
getting hard just thinking about it.” Declan closed the last of the distance between
them and pressed his lips against Quinn’s.

Quinn reached out
for Declan and grabbed his waist. He ran his fingers over the ripple of muscle
in Declan’s abdomen as a sense of urgency sparked deep inside his core.

There was nothing
like Declan’s kiss. Nothing. It was hard and masculine and made Quinn’s head
fog with lust. How much more desire would he feel if Hannah were there
watching? If she was participating?

Quinn slid his
fingers down over Declan’s washboard abs and cupped his cock. Fuck, Declan was
right. He had gotten excited thinking about being with Hannah, too. Having sex
with her would be mind-blowing.

Quinn tilted his
head and ran his tongue along the seam of Declan’s lips as need wound tight in
his lower abdomen.

Declan eased back
the opening in Quinn’s swim trunks and slipped his hand inside. Quinn broke the
kiss and gasped as Declan wrapped his strong fingers around Quinn’s shaft.

“Think of it,”
Declan said as he stroked Quinn from root to tip. “Think of yourself driving
deep into Hannah. Touching her, filling her with pleasure.”

Quinn glanced down
to his lap. Declan’s grip tightened. Quinn moaned as he saw the purple head of
his cock bead with moisture.

“You think of it,
too,” he said. “She’ll open to you just as much as she will with me.” Quinn
slid his hand underneath Declan’s swimsuit and grabbed his lover’s erection.
Declan closed his eyes and groaned as Quinn began to stroke him with smooth,
firm strokes.

Quinn pictured the
three of them together, their bodies entwined on the sand. “It would be like
that scene in ‘From Here to Eternity.’”

Declan smiled and
opened his eyes. “It would be better, because it would be the three of us.” He
leaned forward and swept his tongue inside Quinn’s mouth. Quinn shivered as Declan’s
taste burst on his tongue. Never before had Quinn felt so turned on. If just
thinking about Hannah did this to his body, then what would happen when he got
to touch her?

Quinn shifted on
the bed and tightened his grip on his lover’s cock. Declan groaned and broke
the kiss. “Fuck Quinn, I’m not going to last until the beach party.”

“Me neither.” They
stared at each other and for a brief, wild moment, nothing moved. The only
sound came from their heavy, erratic breathing. The air was thick and heavy,
and sweat beaded on Declan’s brow. Quinn ran his thumb over the tip of Declan’s
erection, collecting the moisture forming there.

“Aw shit.” Declan
let go of Quinn’s cock. “A quick one to ease the tension.”

Quinn nodded his
agreement. Declan pressed his palms against the sides of Quinn’s head and gave
him a fierce, hot kiss. There was nothing gentle or affectionate about it, and
Quinn was glad. The pressure inside his cock was growing and he needed release
as much as Declan did.

Declan kept the
kiss going as he rose up onto his knees. Quinn let go of his lover’s erection
and fumbled with the elastic of Declan’s swim trunks.

Declan plunged his
tongue inside Quinn’s mouth again and again as he eased off the bed. Desire
grew like a vine, twisting and weaving through Quinn’s body and leaving him
weak.

Declan grabbed
Quinn’s arms and jerked him up into a standing position. The movement forced
Quinn to let go of his hold on Declan’s swim trunks, but he didn’t mind. Quinn
tilted his head, offering up everything he had to his lover.

Declan snaked his
arms around Quinn’s body, slid his hands under Quinn’s swim trunks and grabbed
his ass. Quinn groaned as Declan pulled him closer. Their bodies were touching
now, and Quinn felt the wide expanse of Declan’s chest press up against his.

The world was
spinning, and Quinn reached for his roommate’s clothes. He didn’t want anything
between them, not even the thin piece of swimwear.

Declan clawed at
Quinn, creating painful trails along his ass and lower back with his fingernails.
The pain only heightened the pleasure.

Quinn made a low,
throaty noise as he pulled away from the kiss and tore off his clothes. Declan
did the same and reached for the drawer in the bedside table.

“Declan…”

 Declan pulled out
a condom and tore it open. “Turn around.”

Quinn obeyed his
lover’s command.

“You have such a
lovely ass,” Declan said as he ran his fingers along one cheek.

Quinn braced his
hands on the side of the bed and arched his back, offering his backside in
invitation.

Declan retreated
and retrieved something else from the drawer. “You are quite the vision. I’m
sure Hannah is going to agree with me.”

Hannah.
Quinn closed his eyes and pictured the three of them on the beach together
under the moonlight. He heard Declan shut the drawer and open the bottle of
lube they kept there for moments like this.

“We’ll have to
bring condoms and lube with us,” Quinn said.

“Yes.” Declan slid
the lube in between Quinn’s ass cheeks. Quinn groaned as Declan rubbed his
finger around the rim of his opening. Fuck, he loved it when Declan did that.
Anticipation heightened and Quinn wiggled his hips, silently urging his lover
to hurry.

“Perhaps we should
bring other toys, too,” Declan said as he inched the tip of his finger inside
Quinn.

Quinn turned his
head so that he could see his lover. The lean, blond Adonis met his gaze.

“Do you think
she’d be into toys?” Quinn’s gaze shifted to Declan’s arm where the tattoo of a
heart and the letters QM had been inked. Quinn MacNamara. His initials. Would
Declan add Hannah’s initials after the three of them became lovers?

“Oh Quinn, I bet
she’s into everything.” Declan pushed his finger in deeper, and Quinn forgot
about the tattoo as his mind blanked with sensation. “Relax for me, now.”

Quinn did his best
to do as he was told, but he was too excited. The thought of being with Hannah
and Declan at the same time was almost overwhelming.

“Hurry,” he
whispered.

Declan worked one
finger all the way inside. “You know I need to prepare you.”

“Fuck Declan, I’m
ready.”

Declan wiggled his
finger, causing Quinn to grip the mattress harder.

“Humor me,” Declan
removed his finger and then added a second. He worked back and forth,
stimulating the bundle of nerves there. With his free hand, Declan stroked his
lover’s back, sending trails of fire over Quinn’s skin. “That’s it, open for
me, baby.”

Quinn closed his
eyes, giving himself over to his need. Pressure built and then dissipated as
Declan pushed past the ring of muscle and slipped his second finger all the way
inside Quinn’s body.

Back and forth, up
and down he moved. Quinn bucked and groaned, but Declan was determined to take
his time. Quinn’s aching cock reached for the bed as his lover stretched the
muscles deep inside his ass. It felt so good, so right to have Declan buried
deep inside of him.

Would it feel just
as good with Hannah present?

Quinn didn’t have
time to think about it. Declan removed his fingers and positioned his cock at
Quinn’s opening. Quinn steeled his jaw as he felt Declan ease the tip inside.

“Relax, you’re too
tense.” Declan eased back and then pushed forward once more.

“You just feel so
good. I need you.”

“I need you too,
but I don’t want to hurt you. Fuck.” Declan eased himself inside a little more.
“You feel fantastic. So tight.” Declan eased back and pushed himself deeper.
“Imagine if Hannah were watching this.”

Quinn groaned as
an image came to mind. “It would be better if she participated.”

“Yes.” Declan
drove himself the last few inches home. “Oh God, yes.” Declan curled his body
over Quinn’s and grabbed his cock. “Shit, you’re hard.”

“I’m not going to
last long,” Quinn admitted.

“Me neither. It’s
her.”

“Yes.” Quinn
tightened the muscles in his ass and squeezed Declan’s cock. Declan groaned and
began moving his hips in short, shallow thrusts, driving himself again and
again into Quinn’s backside.

Quinn moved as
well, arching and relaxing his back and moving his cock through Declan’s tight
fingers. Desire built deep inside his core, and urgency tingled along his
spine.

Declan moaned as
his thrusts became quicker, harder. Again and again he drove himself deep, each
thrust causing Quinn to race closer to ecstasy. Quinn grunted as he slid his
cock through Declan’s hand, needing to go faster. He balanced himself on one
hand, and covered Declan’s fingers. He tightened Declan’s grip and helped the
man stroke his length.

Declan shuddered
behind him and thrust harder. “Oh God.”

Quinn steeled his
jaw as need rolled down his back, causing the base of his spine to tingle. “I’m
close.”

“Me too.” Declan
thrusts became more urgent, more erratic. He grabbed Quinn’s shoulder for
leverage, and pushed harder. Declan’s nails dug into Quinn’s skin as he cried
out with each thrust. His animalistic sounds drove Quinn closer and closer to
the edge.

Pressure continued
to build, and Quinn gave himself up to the moment. Within seconds he hovered on
the brink of something huge, and sensed Declan right there with him. Then he
heard Declan cry out his name and felt him shudder behind him.

The energy from Declan’s
orgasm rippled through Quinn and drew him over the edge. Quinn cried out as
pleasure surged through his body, numbing his mind and his muscles. Hot come
spilled out onto the bed as Quinn’s whole body tingled. Again and again Declan
stroked Quinn’s length, drawing out Quinn’s joy and milking every last drop
from his body.