Twisted ink a why choose.., p.13
Twisted Ink: A Why Choose Romance, page 13
“Yeah. To a complete shit show.”
“Stop it.” He shook his head seriously. “I’m glad you came back.”
I sighed and looked at him, then to Dallin and Reyna where they sat together watching me. “I don’t know why I did, honestly.”
“That’s okay,” Dallin added, gentling his face in that perfected way a dominant did for those he took care of. “Obviously something inside of you wants to be here, or you wouldn’t be. So maybe we just work on that for the time being.”
I rolled my jaw back and forth, as I contemplated that.
“He came back for you,” Reyna said quietly on the couch, and I wanted to wrap my hands around her pretty little neck and squeeze until she shut the fuck up. “After you settled here in Nashville. A few months later, Trey came for you.” She looked up at him with sadness in her eyes. “But we were together, so he left. That’s what he told me when we were fighting earlier.”
“Is that true?” Dallin stood up off the couch and slowly walked toward me. I couldn’t quite read the look on his face, but it looked close to shame and regret.
“It doesn’t matter.”
“It does.” Parker bit out. “I didn’t know that. Why didn’t you tell me?”
“Because he moved on.” I flung my hand out towards Reyna. “With a woman. What did you expect me to do?” I yelled to both of them. “Demand he give up that side of him for us? Beg him to let us be enough for him? We weren’t!”
“You were!” Dallin roared angrily as he approached me. “It was never about being enough or not Trey!” He grabbed the back of my neck and shook me. “I spent two fucking years thinking you didn’t care enough to even fucking try!” His grey eyes were staring deep into mine as his anger boiled over. “Two fucking years of thinking that twenty years meant nothing to you. That I meant nothing to you.”
“Join the fucking club, because that’s how you made us feel when you walked away!” I snapped back, shoving him.
“I begged you to come with me!” He stepped back into my space, and I was aware of Parker getting closer, ready to get between us if needed. “I begged, Trey,” He shook his head sadly, “I couldn’t keep living that way, it was killing me.”
“I can’t change it.” I huffed, hating how he was making me feel guilty now after all this time for not showing my face the last time I came to Nashville. “I can’t go back and pop out of the bushes and say ‘Hey, I changed my mind!’ I just can’t!”
“Do you?” He whispered, standing toe to toe with me. “Do you want to change your mind, now after all this time?” He spread his hands out to his sides, “Do you want what I can give you now?”
I clenched my jaw and stared at the floor because if I kept staring at his grey eyes, I’d fold. And I wasn’t ready for that.
I shook my head, frustrated with myself for being so hung up on him and the hurt at the same time. “I don’t know.”
“That’s not a ‘no’,” Parker said gently, putting his hand on my shoulder and one on Dallin’s. “Let’s take a deep breath and calm down with that bit of truth grounding us for a minute.” He looked at me, squeezing his hand up the back of my neck reassuringly. “It’s not a ‘no’.”
“No, it’s not.” I agreed, unable to give him more in the moment.
“I can work with that,” Dallin said, drawing my gaze back to his. “I made a mistake before.” He looked over at Parker, “One I just realized the other night. I never put my feelings into words for you two, because I was afraid it would change something between us.” He took a deep breath, “But I love you both, the same way I love Reyna. And I want you here, with us, building a life together. We deserve to be happy, Trey.”
“She’s yours,” I said firmly, choosing to skip over his declaration because I couldn’t give him one back in return. “I don’t want her.” I shook him and Parker off because I needed physical space to keep my emotional space intact. “I’m not interested in a physical relationship with Reyna.”
I heard her quick intake of breath from across the room, but refused to acknowledge the pain that pierced my chest knowing I just hurt her with my words. I couldn’t fold on this. I couldn’t give in to my physical desires for her simply to please him. I couldn’t lose all of me.
“That’s fine.” She said after a beat. I chanced a look at her as she stood up off the couch. “Thank you for putting it plainly and making your feelings known.” She nodded her head and turned to Dallin. “I respect his wishes, so we’ll find some balance where you and Parker are the only ones involved.” I could tell Dallin and Parker both hated that idea, but before they could voice their disagreement, she turned on her pretty face with a quick smile, “I think I should go sleep off this buzz before I throw up the street tacos I ate on the way home. Goodnight.”
She turned from the room and hobbled a few steps before Parker pushed away from me. “I got her.” He looked to Dallin, “Figure this out.” He scooped her up into his arms and carried her the rest of the way into the master bedroom, closing the door behind him with a resounding thud.
“I don’t want to hurt her,” I said as the tension between Dallin and me got thicker. “That’s not my intention, Dallin.”
“Why don’t you want her?” He questioned, staring at me like he’d be able to tell the lie as soon as I said it.
“I just don’t.”
“Bullshit, try again.”
“What does it matter?” I sighed tiredly, “It sounds like Parker’s giving her everything you wanted him to, so what does it matter if I don’t?”
“Because I don’t want you running around with other women, bringing home something dangerous to us or her.” He snapped. “The whole point is to be one unit, together. No outside relationships.”
“I don’t do relationships, period Dallin.”
“Fucking random women, Trey. That’s what I mean.”
“So it’s fuck your girl or no girls?” I snapped, angrily. “Do you understand how fucking entitled that sounds? You don’t get to dictate other people’s life.”
“That’s the point of a relationship!” He hissed, trying to keep his voice down. “To have something here, that makes you not even care what else is out there!” He flung his hand toward the windows overlooking the busy downtown streets below.
I walked forward until we were chest to chest. “Then why didn’t that work for you here with her?”
He clenched his jaw, “I already told you, Trey, because we’re a unit too.”
“I’m just not interested in Reyna.” I backed up a step, hating that he used the same reason for inviting us into his seemingly happy relationship, and risking it all. “Either I’m enough for you this way, or I’m not.” I held my arms out at my side and left it up to him to decide. “But make a choice quick or I’ll take that as the answer in of itself.”
He huffed and glared at me like I was twisting his arm, making him do something he didn’t want to do. That would have pissed me off if I didn’t feel the same exact way about what I was doing here. But I had no choice.
“Fuck, Trey.” He growled and then closed the distance between us and kissed me. His scent infiltrated my senses, and I groaned at how good he smelled, after all this time. “You’re enough.” He whispered, sliding his hands under the front of my shirt so he could touch my bare skin. “I’ll take you this way, but I won’t stop trying to get you to admit you want her to.”
My brain was misfiring as he bit my lip and sucked my tongue into his mouth before slowly kissing his way to my neck and biting down hard, marking me. “You can do whatever you want as long as you keep touching me.”
“Bed.” He grunted. “Now.”
I sure as fuck wasn’t going to tell him no. Not after two long years.
We fumbled our way down the hallway, falling into walls and door frames until we made it into the spare bedroom. “Ouch.” I cursed as my head bounced off the wall when he pushed me against it.
“Sorry.” He smirked, pulling my shirt up over my head before taking off his own. “I haven’t done this in so long, it feels like I’m going to snap into two pieces if I don’t feel all of you.”
“What happened with Parker while I was gone?”
“I’ve hardly touched him.” He growled, forcefully undoing my belt and jeans as he looked me in the eye. “We kissed, first in a cab on the way home from drinks with Rey.” He smirked fondly at the memory. “She begged us to kiss after I played with her pussy while he kissed her.”
“Jesus.” I groaned, laying my head back against the wall as I tried to fight off the excitement that the image was giving me.
“And then I nearly fucked him into the wall at the top of the stairs the other night, but he froze me out.”
I barked out a crude laugh, “He froze you out?”
“Yep.” He kissed my neck again. “I told him I loved him, and he pushed me away.”
“Fuck.” I groaned. “That sounds like something I’d do.”
He grunted and pushed my jeans down as I struggled to kick off my boots at the same time. “Yet I said the same thing to you tonight and I have your pants down around your ankles.” He joked and I punched his stomach before successfully kicking off my jeans and underwear. “Fuck.” He groaned, looking down at my body for the first time in two years. “I didn’t realize how much of myself I was forgetting about until right this fucking moment.”
I grabbed my cock and stroked it from semi-hard to raging as he watched. “And now you’ve talked your way into getting your cake and eating it too.”
“I’ll fucking eat something.” He lobed back and then wrapped his hand around me, pushing mine off and stroking me with just the right amount of pressure that I loved.
“Jesus fuck.” My hips jerked and pushed my cock deeper into his hand as precum coated his palm, gliding up and down with silky perfection. “I’m going to blow my load in two seconds flat.”
He smirked, and slowly sank to his knees. “Let’s see if we can make that happen or not.”
“Dallin,” I growled in warning as he pushed me flat to the wall and started sucking me off. “God. Fucking. Damnit.” I bit through clenched teeth before burying my fingers in his hair, fisting it, and controlling his pace. “You always were better at sucking my cock than Parker was.”
He looked up at me and rolled his eyes. “Yeah, but he can eat pussy like nobody’s business.”
“Lucky Rey.”
“Lucky you, too.” He countered, before lowering his tongue to my balls and sucking them into his mouth one after the other. “Turn around.” He forcefully flipped me around to face the wall and then pulled my hips back until my ass was presented to him. I usually hated being manhandled, but he knew he was the only one that got away with it.
Still, even after all the time that passed, he was the only one to truly have the upper hand over me. Parker and I switched occasionally, but I usually topped. And that worked for us, but it seemed Dallin wasn’t interested in taking a cock tonight if the way he was tonguing my ass said anything.
“Where’s your lube?” He asked rimming my ass with his fingers just enough to make me want to push back onto them.
“Parker’s bag.” I tossed my head back towards the backpack he kept with him, and Dallin opened the front zipper and found it.
I walked toward him and panted as he undid his jeans and pushed them down, kicking his boots off with a thud as we stared at each other. “Take your hair down.” He ordered and I shook it free of the tie it was in. “How do you want it the first time?” He asked and my brows rose to my hairline.
“The first time?” I smirked before he managed to shove me towards the bed.
“I’m fucking this ass all night Trey.” He growled against my lips. “So how do you want it the first time?”
His thick cock pressed against mine and he fisted them both in one hand, nearly making my eyes roll back in my head. “On my back.” I stammered out before collapsing onto the bed as he followed. I lifted my legs, opening my ass for him as he popped the lid of the lube open and squirted some on his fingers.
“How long has it been since you’ve taken it?” He asked, pushing two fingers into me at once.
“Fuck.” I grunted, fisting my cock, and stroking it to counter the burn of the stretch. “A few months.”
“Good.” He watched his fingers working into me, opening them up and scissoring them before adding a third, drawing a hiss from my lips. “I know you said you don’t want Rey, and I’m going to let you pretend that you believe that. But I’m also going to give you some rules to follow.”
“Rules?” I snapped. “Right now? You want to talk about rules?”
“Rule number one.” He continued as he coated his cock with the lube and then tossed it aside. “You’re never rude to her. Not ever.” He looked into my eyes as he said it. “You want to treat me and Parker like emotional punching bags fine, but you treat her like that, and I’ll treat you like a physical bag and knock the ever-living shit out of you. Understood?”
“Yep.” I hissed as he folded my legs back toward my chest and I grabbed the back of my knees to stay open for him. “Got it.” I wasn’t going to be rude to her on principle. I was a dick, not a monster. “That it?”
“While you’re pretending you don’t want her physically, you’re going to help me give her what she wants sexually.”
“Dallin,” I growled, ready to object as he lined the head of his cock up with my ass. I forced myself to take a deep breath, because while Parker was a foot long and had the barbels of Satan lining his cock, Dallin was a whole lot thicker, and it was going to burn when he fucked me.
Coincidentally, that was just how I liked it.
“Our girl,” He growled, looking away from his cock and into my eyes, “Yes, I’m calling her yours too, because I know she’s going to end up with all of us eventually. But our girl gets hot on the idea of me fucking you guys and getting fucked right back.” Fire shot through my balls at his dirty words. “Soaks her fucking pussy right through on just the thought.” He pushed forward, slowly feeding his cock into my ass and I hissed at the pain but kept my knees wide for him. “So when I fuck you, and when I let you fuck me, you’re going to be as loud as you want to be. So our perfect girl down the hall can soak her sweet pussy hearing it.”
“Damnit!” I arched my back in agony as he pushed deeper past the first ring of muscles and into me. “So thick.”
“That’s right.” He leaned forward with one hand next to my head and his body pressed tight against the front of mine as he pulled back and then thrust in again, making us both moan. “I’m going to fuck you so good, and you’re going to let our girl hear just how good I’m giving it to you.” He kissed me, burying himself in balls deep and rocking so my cock was pinned between our abs. “Like it or not, you’re going to get our girl wet.”
“D.” I hissed. “Stop fucking talking or I’m going to come and kick you out.”
He smirked down at me, withdrew, and then slammed back into me, forcing the air from my lungs. “What’s wrong, big guy?” He reached between our bodies and took my cock in his hand. “Does talking about making our girl wet and horny get you excited?” He leaned down and kissed my neck, biting me as he started pounding into me. “Good. Because it’s going to make the reward of watching you fuck her for the first time that much hotter for me.”
“Fuck it,” I growled, reaching up with my mouth and biting his shoulder as he pounded into me, making him roar out and then slam into me so hard the headboard cracked against the wall. Fire lit into my balls and spine as my orgasm erupted free.
“That’s it.” He moaned as I tightened down on him, “Come for me, Trey. Fucking milk me dry.”
“God.” I hollered, detaching my teeth from his shoulder as he pushed his tongue into my mouth and came. I coated our stomachs with my come as he filled my ass until we were both panting and gasping for breath after such a powerful and pointed exchange between us.
“Fuck that was good.” He moaned, rolling his hips one last time before pulling out and getting off me so I could lower my legs. “I missed you.”
“Hmm.” I hummed almost incoherently, but I couldn’t give up the chance to goad him. “Of course you did, I’m a catch.”
He shoved me so hard that I fell off the edge of the bed into a heap on the floor with a flurry of curses thrown his way as he laughed maniacally. I couldn’t even be mad, because he made a good move, and I earned it. I chuckled and stood up, feeling more relaxed thanks to a giant orgasm, and used his discarded shirt to wipe the come off my stomach as he glared at me.
“I need to shower you and the road off of me,” I said, unsure whether he’d be waiting for me when I got back or not but I wasn’t willing to ask him to stay.
He said he planned on spending the night, but with Reyna down the hall, I didn’t discount his desire to choose her over me either.
“I have to turn the water back on.” He said with a smirk as he groaned and stood up, walking ahead of me across the hall to the bathroom.
“Why is the water off?” I questioned, watching him kneel in the closet and switch the shutoff back on.
“Because Parker and Reyna needed a push in the right direction to get over their fear of making the first move.”
“I don’t follow.” I stood dumbly as he turned the water in the large tile shower on and tested it.
“She was in our shower when he tried to take one in here, and I was on my way out to a tattoo appointment.” He shrugged his shoulders, “From what I heard when I met up with Parker later, he joined her to conserve water.”
“Ah.” I nodded, finally following the story. “Hence the face riding and the world-class blow job.” I expected him to walk back out of the bathroom, now that the water was all squared away, but instead, he stepped into the shower and tipped his head back letting the water of one shower head soak his hair.
“She really can give a world-class blowy.” He smiled to himself with his eyes closed. “If you stop standing out there like a statue, I’ll wash you up and give you another one. Then you can compare notes when she finally gives you the time of day and blows your mind.”
