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  I can’t believe what he’s saying. I felt the same way. I even told my sister as much. But what am I supposed to do with all of that?

  And Logan. The poor guy doesn’t even know what to do about this. “Logan?”

  He looks startled and glances at me and Chase, then he nods. “It’s true. Chase really did…”

  “No. Logan. What are you thinking about? With us?”

  His blue eyes go wide. “Oh. I assumed since Chase met you first that it kind of canceled out any chance I had. With you.” He shrugs.

  “I’m going to stop you right there, Logan.” I jam my hands into my hips, and eye them both. “Okay. Let’s get something straight. Just because Chase met me first doesn’t give him a claim over me. And just because I slept with Logan and we knew each other’s names doesn’t mean what we did meant any more or less. I’m not looking for a relationship with any one man. And if I were, it would be me doing the choosing. I am not sitting in the display case waiting to be picked by some knight on a white horse. I slept with you, Chase, because I wanted to. I slept with you, Logan, because I wanted to. Both of you are amazing and we had a fantastic time together. But that doesn’t mean there needs to be more.”

  Logan sits up straighter. “Does it mean there can’t be? More I mean?”

  I’m taken aback. “So, Logan, you still want to see me knowing that your best friend has been with me?”

  Chase nods and answers first. “I do. Dani, I feel like I have been given another chance with you. I don’t need to call it anything. It doesn’t need to be anything. But I’d love to see you again. Take you out on a real date. Get to know you.”

  “That’s what I want too, Dani,” Logan says.

  I can’t help but laugh. “And what about what I want?”

  “What is it that you do want?” Logan asks.

  I throw my hands up and resist the urge to tell them it’s none of their business. Because it isn’t. Though, we happen to be having one of the most open and honest conversations I have ever had in my life. “I’ve never seen myself settling down and playing house. I am not sure what I want. But, I know that I don’t want that. I’m not even sure I want a boyfriend.”

  “What about two boyfriends?” Chase suggests.

  Logan and I both turn to him. “What?”

  “You heard me. What if you dated us both? What if we tried to be a couple together? The three of us.”

  I stifle a laugh. “You’re suggesting that we be a throuple?”

  Logan shakes his head. “I have no idea what that is.”

  “It’s a three-person couple. Why not?” Chase smiles.

  “How is that different from me just dating the two of you?” I ask.

  Chase’s face flushes red. “Well, there is a benefit of having three of us, you know… together.”

  “That escalated quickly,” Logan says. “I don’t know what to think.”

  I wish I could explain the thoughts running through my head at this moment. It’s like one part holy shit. One part feeling out of my mind for entertaining the idea, and five parts hell to the yes. Given my recent adventures with these two men, my mind instantly goes to the thought of sex with both of them at once.

  I feel my face flush. “Have you guys ever been in a threesome?” I ask, refusing to be cowed by the new things I am thinking.

  Chase smiles. “Once.”

  Logan gapes at his friend. “Really? I haven’t, which should come as no surprise.”

  “I haven’t either,” I say, smiling at Logan.

  Chase gets to his feet. “Well, I really like you, Dani. And if you’re into it, I would love to see you again.” He strolls out of the locker room, leaving me and Logan alone.

  Logan blows out his breath. “I hate that I am so nervous.”

  I drop onto the bench next to him and lay my hand on his knee. “It does sound kind of exciting, though. Doesn’t it?”

  He shrugs. “Yeah. But… shit. It’s a whole new realm for me.”

  “For me too. I’m willing to try it if you are. Maybe it will be good for us both to loosen up.”

  Logan laughs softly. “Yeah. That’s been something I’ve been working on. You’re something else, Dani. You know that?”

  CHAPTER EIGHT

  Chase

  When I left the gym, I expected to see Logan back at the apartment ready to pack his bags and leave town for good. I expected a call from Danny Senior telling me that our membership at Danny’s Fight Club has been canceled and that we needed to find somewhere else to train. I expected to feel like the biggest loser in the world for stepping over a line that many people simply won’t cross.

  In order to prevent both of those scenarios, I left my phone at the apartment and went for a drive, taking my sweet time and staying out all day. By the time I got back, the moon was up and the air smelled of rain. I expected everything to come crashing down like lightning.

  What I didn’t expect was to come home to find Logan and Dani waiting for me in the living room.

  Logan gets to his feet. “So, before you say anything, we both need you to know that if it doesn’t work. With the three of us together. That it is okay. We can still be roommates and friends.”

  “Or date separately. And you both can still stay with the gym. Nothing changes if this doesn’t work out.” Dani is watching me, as if waiting to read my mind.

  I clear my throat, which has suddenly gone dry.

  “I’d like to keep seeing the two of you regardless of how this goes,” Dani says.

  “This?” I ask, not trusting my ears.

  Dani nods. “This.” She walks across the living room to me and as she passes Logan, she grabs his hand to bring him along. Logan lets her lead and the three of us come together, Dani kissing me, and Logan kissing her neck.

  “Oh fuck.” My cock goes instantly hard.

  CHAPTER NINE

  Logan

  * * *

  I ended up staying at the gym to help Dani as I normally would, feeling like I was floating through the day with all the members and the training and whatnot. The conversation Chase and Dani and I had this morning feels so huge in my head. I can’t think of anything other than that.

  Dani and I spent more time talking it over and by the end of the night, I felt like maybe it could be pretty awesome. I mean, she’s amazing in bed, and we are really good together. That much was obvious after only one night. And without it being too horrendous to talk about, Dani said that she and Chase had an equally powerful connection.

  I don’t imagine that Chase is interested in anything with me. But the thought of the two of us pleasing Dani at the same time… well, I’d be lying if I said I didn’t have several boners during the day today.

  I think the fact that we have known her dad for years made a difference. We were strangers to Dani, but we weren’t unknown, if that makes sense. I don’t know. I feel like I’m rationalizing as much as I am overthinking.

  Bottom line… I’m excited by the idea of being with Dani and Chase. Dani is excited by the idea of being with the two of us, and I can’t think of anyone I would trust more than Chase.

  When he steps into the apartment and we tell him we’re in, it’s like a page turns and we’re all now standing in a different reality.

  Dani takes my hands and brings me with her. She kisses Chase and his hands grab her hips. I rub a hand down her back and kiss her neck, feeling her skin turn to gooseflesh under my mouth.

  She moans softly and lets us move over her body, peeling the layers of clothing away as we kiss and suck and tease.

  Dani pulls away from Chase and takes us both by the hand. “Bedroom?”

  “Logan has a king bed,” Chase says between kisses.

  I nip her ear and whisper, “This way.”

  CHAPTER TEN

  Dani

  * * *

  Chase and Logan undress me like I am made of glass. They peel off my layers slowly, kissing my body wherever they expose new skin. My entire body thrums with need for t
he two of them.

  Chase tugs my bra down and takes my breast in his mouth, sucking my nipples gently, taking his time as he slips my bra off my arms and lets it drop to the floor.

  Logan runs a hand up my bare back, caressing the line of my spine with his fingertips as he follows along with his tongue, leaving an icy chill behind as he moves away and the air chills my wet skin.

  I tug on Chase’s belt, unbuckling it as he works his jeans open. I slide a hand inside his boxers taking hold of his cock as he claims my mouth with his. Stiff heat leans in behind me as Logan presses his cock against my ass. I realize he’s still fully clothed so I turn and get busy removing his tee shirt and jeans, and his boxer briefs.

  Chase’s hand moves under my damp panties, his fingers finding my slick center and slipping easily inside. I lean into his hand, feeling like he’s holding me up as I coax my clit onto his fingers.

  I turn and grab hold of Logan’s thick cock, amazed at how natural and easy all of this feels. When it comes right down to it, I want to please them. I want to make them come and the fact that there are two of them here in my hands makes it that much more enticing. I drop to my knees, wanting to taste them both. I stroke Chase as I take Logan into my mouth, letting the warm thickness of him fill me. Logan groans softly as Chase grabs my hair, moving me gently over his friend’s length.

  “Oh fuck, that’s so hot,” Chase whispers. I look up at him as I suck Logan and see the need in Chase’s eyes. Turning to switch places, I move my mouth to Chase’s cock while my hand takes over on Logan’s. My entire body throbs with the promise of pleasure, the need to be satisfied by these two men almost overwhelming.

  Logan urges us to the bed. I roll onto my back, not sure where we should go logistically. Chase eases me onto my side to face him as he spreads my legs and kisses the tender skin inside my thighs. He rubs his hands down to my ankles and back up as his mouth inches closer and closer to my center. When he finally reaches my clit, he clamps down hard and the whole world tips on its edge.

  Logan sidles up behind me, kissing my neck and nipping my ear. His breath is ragged. Chase lifts away from me, and crawls to the top of the bed and resumes sucking my pussy with abandon, but now, his cock is within my reach. I roll on top of Chase, spreading myself wider and turning to look at Logan over my shoulder.

  “Take me, Logan,” I can barely get the words out I am so caught up in the pleasure coursing over my body.

  Logan moves behind me, kneeling between my legs. I take his cock and guide him to me letting go once I feel him press against my entrance. Then I turn back to Chase’s hard shaft and take it into my mouth, sucking hard but moving as slowly as I can, trying to concentrate on the sensations coursing through every nerve in my body.

  We find a rhythm together, the three of us, and it is so arousing, I can’t even begin to explain. I have become a single nerve seeking pleasure, which I am getting from all sides.

  Chase and I continue sucking each other, his gentle thrusts guiding me as Logan’s more powerful thrusts fill every inch of my pussy.

  Logan grabs onto my hips and bucks a few times, his urgency clear. I move my hand over Chase’s balls, squeezing him gently as I rock against his mouth. The three of us writhe and moan, breathing and heaving, seeking release but not wanting to go it alone.

  Logan’s hands press into my flesh. “Fuck, oh fuck!”

  I feel Chase thicken in my mouth as his cock pulses and warmth fills my mouth.

  Chase’s mouth pulls on my clit as he holds me tighter and I feel the wave rising inside me. Rising and pulsing, offering me the promise if I can hang on long enough.

  And then it’s there and I feel my entire body let go, bucking and holding onto my two men as the three of us ride the wave into release.

  We lie together in Logan’s bed, a mass of arms and legs without a shred of self-consciousness. I’ve never experienced anything like this, both in pleasure and in closeness. There is a level of trust that either exists or develops as a result of what we’ve just done. I can feel it inside my bones in a way I have never really felt with anyone. And never with a man. It’s a fantastic feeling of… stability? Sureness? I don’t know what to call it, but I know that for the first time in my life I feel completely and totally at ease. I feel safe and feel seen and I feel cared for.

  Chase leans up on an elbow and faces me, a lock of my hair twisted through his fingers. He kisses my nose and smiles. “Well, what did you think?”

  Logan shifts behind me, playing the big spoon. He nuzzles into my neck and kisses me behind my ear. “I can’t believe the whole world isn’t doing this,” he says. “It was fucking magic.”

  I laugh. “Something tells me that it isn’t that simple. I wonder if it’s like this for other people who try it. I don’t know, but this feels kind of special.”

  “Feels kind if special to me, too,” Chase says.

  EPILOGUE

  One Year Later

  Dani

  * * *

  Logan, Chase, and I sit on the couch watching an MMA cage fight on pay-per-view. After winning the Gladiator tournament nine months ago, and then going undefeated in three increasingly noteworthy bouts since, Chase is on deck to face the winner of tonight’s middleweight title fight going on in Atlantic City.

  It’s his first try for a belt and he’s nervous, though he won’t say that out loud.

  “See there? Morrissey signals when he’s going to pivot.” Logan points to the screen at a move one of the fighter’s—the favorite—continues to do. It’s like his tell, and things like that can mean the difference between winning and losing when you go head-to-head.

  Logan’s on his feet now, dissecting the action on the screen for us. “Gonzalez doesn’t do as well in a Rear Naked Choke when he’s on his right side. You notice that? He overpowers right out of the hold from the left, but he struggles on the right side.”

  The bell rings and we watch the fighters go to their corners, the announcers filling the air with their analysis of the action. One of the guys puts his vote on Gonzalez to win, while the other one thinks this one could go to Morrissey.

  “I think they are paid to choose different guys,” I say.

  Chase shrugs. “If nothing else, they are good at playing devil’s advocate.”

  Logan heads to the kitchen for drinks and comes back with orange juice for the three of us, since Chase is in training mode. “Whoever wins, you have excellent odds against both of them, man. We’ve watched so many tapes of them and you know the patterns.”

  “Yeah, but they know mine, too.” Chase leans back and I nestle under his arm. Logan sits back down on the floor between my knees.

  Whoever he ends of facing, the fight is at least four months away. There is plenty of time to work out the kinks and the nerves that he won’t admit he has.

  I weave my fingers through his and squeeze. “You’re so ready for this, Chase. You’re going to be the next AWFC MMA Middleweight Champion this summer. I know it.”

  Chase turns and kisses me and then holds my gaze, his face serious. “I love you, Dani. I don’t know if I could have gotten here without you.”

  “And me. You couldn’t have gotten here without me,” Logan says, which makes us all laugh.

  “I love you, Chase,” I say, kissing him back.

  I lean forward and cup Logan’s face in my hands, making him arch back to me. “And I love you, Logan.”

  “Love you, Daniela.” Logan takes my hand and Chase takes the other. “I love us, you guys. A year ago I thought this would be a fling. But we’re so good together.”

  Chase raises his orange juice glass. “To us.”

  “To us,” Logan and I echo.

  SNEAK PEEK - BLAZING HOT JOCK

  CHARLIE

  The first time I laid eyes on Violet Duchenne, there was a spark. It was one of those things… it rang through me in that moment when our eyes met. We were in Freshman Orientation—the A-through-E group—and she sat next to me in the university’s lecture
hall.

  She had leaned over in her chair to get something out of her bag which was on the floor between us, and her long brown hair had fallen off her back to hang over her shoulder. When she sat up, her hair fanned the air, filling it with the scent of fruit and flowers and sunshine. I inhaled deeply, taking in as much as I could.

  “Your hair smells amazing,” I whispered over the instructor who was droning on about the dining hall.

  She flinched, clearly startled, but she didn’t say anything. When she looked at me and our eyes met, my heart flipped and it was like something in the air snapped me to attention. Maybe time stopped… maybe not… I don’t know. It was over in a flash, but we definitely had a moment—or at least I did.

  First, she turned toward me as if she wasn’t sure I was talking to her. Then, when she met my gaze, her brown eyes locked with mine and her lips parted. She gasped and then the magical part was over. After that her face turned pale; she seemed to cringe a little, then she lifted a hand to shield her eyes and leaned over so her hair formed a curtain, blocking me from view.

  I remember being stunned; I’d never had that effect on a woman before. I mean, it’s not like girls throw themselves at me, but I do all right, and I can definitely tell when I’m not wanted so I took her cue and turned my attention back to the lecture.

  That was two years ago. I had a couple of classes with her freshman and sophomore year, and I know we made eye contact sometimes, but I never got another opportunity to talk to her. She always seems to sit on the opposite side of the room from me and rush out at the end of class. But beside those few classes, Violet Duchenne disappeared.