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“A sex club?”

We sat around the dining table, a spread of food in front of us. Damn, hot guys who could cook? Why would I ever leave this place?

Because you have a job, a life to go back to. Because Charles has probably called the police already. Because maybe they’ll track me back here . I frowned for a second. Axel and I had enjoyed a nice moment, just cuddling in bed, but the peace that had settled over me felt like it was disturbed.

“You told her about that?” Ethan asked, then looked down the table at me.

“It’s pretty hard core in there. A few girls come down sometimes, and no one will do anything you don’t want, but fuck…

Things get heated when you do, sends all the single blokes into a frenzy.

The ones who aren’t picked? Well, some of them go down to the club to play and work all the excess sexual energy off. ”

His hazel eyes darkened as he watched me shift on my chair.

I’d heard all about the gay public bath scene in the seventies or some of the gay clubs now, that allowed the patrons to conduct orgies within their walls, and had always envied the kind of reckless abandon men could experience with other men.

This place was the closest that I as a female could experience that, and Ethan smiled as a result, that same slow cocky thing from before.

“She wants more. She’ll get all the more she could possibly want there,” Axel replied. “And isn’t that what this is about? We’re here to serve her.” His eyes swivelled to me. “To serve you. Fuck the problems or issues. What do you want?”

My fingers locked down on my cutlery, something Shaun noted.

“It’s just an idea, Bec. One you might need time to warm to. We can?—”

“Nope, I want to.” That didn’t come out as confidently as I’d hoped, so I followed it up with a clarification. “At least I think I do. This is mostly just guys?”

“Yeah,” Ethan replied, staring, staring. “Like, some of the guys are committed to each other and a few just prefer dudes, but the majority? They’re just there to get off as hard as they can.”

Hello, moist knickers. Population me.

“That,” I replied quickly, before I could change my mind. “I want to see that, definitely.” And so much more. Ethan didn’t look away, couldn’t seem to, so I said, “Why? Is that not OK?”

His brow creased, and he held up a hand when the others went to reply. “Whatever you want, princess. Whatever you want.”

So here we were, in the car driving over to a sex club.

I’d asked what was the dress requirements, and apparently, it wasn’t much.

Something light, comfortable, and easy to get off.

Funnily enough, I wanted the same thing from tonight.

But as I got in the back of the car, wedged between Shaun and Ethan now, the mood got a bit heavier.

Shaun’s arm went around me, his lips to my hair.

“Stick with me tonight,” he said.

“You’re worried.”

It was a statement, not a question, but my own anxiety had started to swirl.

Like mostly, I was like a kid before Christmas, bouncing up and down in anticipation of an excess of new toys, but a small part wondered if I should be going there.

Gay clubs where men got to really let their hair down often didn’t admit straight people, not wanting tourists gawping at them and people saying stupid or just plain homophobic shit in a safe space created just for them.

“We’ll protect you. Sanctuary will protect you,” Shaun insisted as I turned around to face him.

He stroked my hair back from my face. “You’re so fucking beautiful when you take your pleasure.

I want to see that, be there for that.” He leant in and kissed me slowly, thoroughly, until I lost track of what I was thinking.

“I said I’d help you through your heat, keep you satisfied, get you whatever the hell you wanted until it breaks. Let me do that.”

One part of me got irritated immediately, thinking he wanted to control things, to corral me and hem me in, but that was soon proved wrong.

“Like your boy there, who’s sitting there so quietly.

” I followed his gaze, turning back to see Ethan there on his side of the car, dressed now in a loose tank top and some flimsy shorts that seemed to only accentuate his muscular body rather than hide it.

“You’ve worked shit out with Axel, but what about him?

You want him with Axel? With other blokes?

With other women?” I tensed immediately at that idea.

“Not that then. So what do you want to do with him? He’s waiting, looking for a cue, an indication of when or if he can unleash everything that’s simmering there on you. ”

“Yeah?” Shaun painted such pretty pictures.

I scanned Ethan closely, seeing the tension in his body but not realising that had anything to do with me.

I pulled free of Shaun to the sound of his chuckle.

“Is that what’s happening?” I asked Ethan, not Shaun, and his eyes flashed green for a second, especially when he flicked a pissed look over my head at Shaun. “Have you been waiting for me?”

“Feels like for fucking ever,” Ethan ground out, softening his words with a smile, but when it faded, something hot and desperate rose in his eyes.

He watched me move closer, unable to focus on anything else, his intent stare only softening when I placed a hand on his shoulder, big, muscular, tense.

He didn’t pay too much attention to that, his eyes roaming over every inch of me. “The things I’d fucking do…”

“What would you fucking do, when we get to this club? What would you want?”

He snorted, like the idea wasn’t even worth considering, but when my gaze and my expectation of a reply persisted, he straightened up.

I watched his throat work, his eyes become intent, his hand straying to his crotch, and mine stopped it.

For a minute, there was just tension, as he resisted my grip, as he resisted my question, so I pulled his hand away and then reached over and stroked mine over the hard lump of his cock.

His body instantly tightened, his hips thrusting up into my palm, the rest of him straining to hold himself back.

“What would you do, Ethan?” I asked, pulling away slowly, the incentive to talk obvious. He stared at me as he answered, anger, frustration, need, all warring in his eyes.

“Me? I’d strip you down naked as soon as we got you inside, leave you with nothing but a sign around your wrist to say what could be done to you.

” As he looked at me, I got the feeling he was seeing just what that would be like.

“I’d parade you past everyone, make them see what I get to come home to, for a few days at least, and make them wish to fuck they were as lucky as me.

You’d be naked, so you wouldn’t be able to mask any of your natural reactions.

I’d take you from room to room, seeing what makes your nipples pebble, makes your cunt weep, and then I’d know. I’d have you then.”

This came out much more sinister, so why was I getting as wet as hell?

“I’d know what made you tick, what got you hot, all your secret little desires.

After that, Axel and me, we’d perform every fucking one of those acts until you were half out of your mind with need.

Then I’d fall to my knees, covered in his cum and mine, and beg to lick every drop of slick from your sweet little pussy, while I stroke my cock, dying to be the one to bury it inside you. ”

“That…” I breathed. “I want that.”

“Well played,” Axel said with a groan from the front seat. “Now I’m fucking rigid.”

“So am I,” Ethan shot back, grabbing my hand and squeezing it around his length.

Fuck, he was thick. I didn’t really need his direction, his mouth falling open and his eyes going wide as I took over the job, tracing the head and shaft through the thin fabric, then peeling it back to reveal him in the flesh.

“That’s really what you want?” Shaun asked, having unclipped his seatbelt, and pressed his body against mine. His hands slid around, teasing my nipples, sending sharp bolts of electricity straight into my clit. “We’ll make it happen if you do, but fuck…”

He was asking me relevant, important questions, but I couldn’t seem to register them right now.

“Oh fuck, don’t do that,” Ethan panted out as I licked my lips, staring down at his cock.

Big cocks like Axel’s, there was something exciting about them.

Kinda the way Edmund Hillary felt when he was about to climb Everest. Like, you were about to attempt something miraculous but weren’t too sure about the end result.

But these? I leaned back, wrapping my hand around the base of Ethan’s cock and giving it a stroke, then with the other hand, doing the same to Shaun.

Afterwards, I liked to tell myself that this was just the heat, but really, that state was just giving me permission to do whatever the hell I wanted, to stroke those two thick cocks, listening to their rough pants of breath as I did so.

Axel abruptly pulled the car over, then he turned around in his seat and grinned when he saw what I was up to.

“What a fucking queen…” he said in a tone that damn near smacked of reverence.

“Working those boys over, making them pant for you.” His smile grew and grew.

“You’re gonna stalk in there and own the fucking place, put half the club on their knees for you.

Get them hard, so fucking hard, right to the point of wanting to come, and then stop. ”

“Fuck, I’m almost there already,” Ethan hissed, grabbing my wrist and stopping me, then unclipping his seatbelt and surging forward. He grabbed my chin with strong fingers, slamming his lips down on mine.

For a minute, that was all there was, his hard, nipping mouth, wanting entry and demanding it, his tongue snaking out to capture mine with a nimbleness that made me wonder what it would be like if he kissed me somewhere else.

“Keep going,” Ethan whispered when he pulled back, me just staring blankly at him, then his eyes slid to where my hand was still wrapped around Shaun’s cock. Ethan watched it move, swivelling slowly up and down Shaun’s length, the man himself clawing at the car seat.

“Maybe not. Getting close,” Shaun ground out.

“Keep going,” Ethan insisted, a cruel edge to his smile.

My focus shifted back to Shaun, and I saw the tension thrumming in his body, but he didn’t push my hand away.

As if in reward for my persistence, fingers slid to the hem of my shorts, already pushed up by our contortions on the backseat.

When my eyes locked with Ethan’s, there was a question there waiting.

“You want to do this for real, you don’t want to let your head get in the way of what you need.

You need to centre here” —a finger slid across my cloth covered seam— “just until your heat is over. Let your body do the talking for just one night.” Ethan’s hand crawled over to my bare thigh, edging under my shorts.

“Tomorrow, you can come back to yourself, but tonight?” He waited until I nodded, sliding his fingers up and under the garment, over my hot skin, then pushed his whole hand in, cupping my mound.

A finger slid out, tracing the very edge of the lips there, just a little featherlight touch.

“Drive him mad and I’ll do the same to you, then we’ll walk into that club and make everyone in it feel the damn same. ”

“I’m too close,” Shaun ground out as I turned to him, but his eyes took in the way my lips fell open as soon as Ethan pushed his fingers inside me.

Oh. Fuck. Yes. But to relieve Shaun’s tension, my grip loosened, my fingers just trailing along his cock rather than jacking it.

“Not helping…” he growled, and it wasn’t.

His cock was diamond hard, starting to twitch a little, something Axel noted as well.

“Just a couple more strokes,” Axel coaxed.

“Fuck, you sound juicy, love.” He referred to the lewd sounds coming from where Ethan’s fingers were buried, curling up now and pressing hard on my G-spot.

“That’s it.” My thighs spread wider, wanting Ethan harder, deeper, something Shaun knew all about, if his rapid pants were anything to go by.

“Just until I count to five,” Axel insisted. “One, two, three…”

My eyes met Shaun’s, and I could see a pleasure-pain in his eyes that had to be echoed within my own, the time Axel took to count down feeling like an age. We were caught on a knife’s edge, wanting for it to slice down and knowing what would happen if it did.

“Five,” Axel said finally and when Ethan’s hand jerked free of me, mine did from Shaun. For a second, he just panted, mastering himself before grabbing me and dragging me upwards and on top of him, kissing me with everything he had.

“Fucking hell,” Shaun ground out. “I need in you tonight. I’ll fuck you in front of the whole town, all those blokes stroking their cocks, if that’s what it takes. I need you, Bec. Seriously need you.”

I stopped, pulled away slightly, and just stared for a second, taking in all the way his body communicated what he’d just said even more eloquently.

“And I needed to hear that,” I replied, stroking my hand down his face. “You’ve been amazing, supporting me through all this, but that…I want to hear that.”

“Yeah?” Something messy, something real, broke through all that calm Shaun usually displayed, quickly followed by a smile.

His arm tightened around me. “Well, you’re about to hear a whole lot more about it then.

” He ran his nose down my neck, then released me.

“Now, we’re here. You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to. ”

“But if you do, greedy girl, we’ll be with you every step of the way,” Axel chimed in.

I looked out the windshield of the car, saw a nondescript building with a couple of shirtless guys at the front door, acting as bouncers, and then nodded.

“Let’s do this thing.”