Chapter 48

48

Isaac

The fuck are we doing? I just fucked her while she sucked off JJ. She swallowed his cum while I came inside her. And then, I followed his lead and brought her into the shower, where the three of us are now naked.

What happened earlier… I hadn't been able to resist. I needed to be inside her one last time before walking away. But this? I have a choice. I am not going to stand around and fuck her and indulge in a ménage à trios with my old man. Jesus, that's downright wrong. I back away and, as if sensing my retreat, she turns to stare at me over her shoulder.

"Stay." She blinks the water from her eyes. "Don't leave yet."

"So we can both fuck you again? Is that what you want, Lena? You want me and JJ to fuck you at the same time?"

She winces, then squares her shoulders. "And if I do? Are you going to guilt trip me about it? I didn't hear you protesting earlier in the sauna."

"That was" —I shake my head— "a one-time thing."

"So is this." She walks toward me, and I throw up my hands.

"Don't, please," I burst out.

She pauses. The water beats down on her from the sides.

"You felt sorry for me, so you fucked me. I get it. It was goodbye sex, but this?—"

"This is our way of bonding. Of bridging the gulf between us," JJ rumbles.

"Christ, you really are a twisted son of a bitch, aren't you? You couldn't stop yourself form seducing her, and now you want her to have sex with the both of us?"

"It's what I want," she cuts in. "Don't go putting this on JJ. I'm the one who instigated this, and you know it."

"Well, thanks, but your pussy is not so special that it can overcome years of neglect on his part."

She pales, and my heart contracts. "Shit, I'm sorry. I didn't mean that, Lena. I'm just not sure this is a good idea."

JJ steps forward. "You've always been too worried about the world; that's your weakness."

"And you don't give a damn about anyone or anything. You could, at least, take care of her."

"I intend to," JJ retorts.

"I don't need a man to care for me." She raises her chin. "I don't need someone else to take care of me. I've been looking after myself since I was thirteen, and I can do the same without either of you assholes bestowing your charity on me."

She moves forward, then past me. "This was a mistake. Thanks for making me feel dirty over something that I thought was special to all of us."

I grab her wrist. "It was special." I tug and she turns to face us.

"Not with the way you put it. You're already regretting the fact that the three of us were intimate."

I wince. "It's not that I have a problem with threesomes. It's just that it was him."

"It had to be him," she retorts.

"It had to be the three of us," JJ snaps at the same time.

She glances past me at JJ, then back at me. "Can't you forget about the kind of judgment you think people may pass on us and just let this—whatever this is—heal the both of you?"

I swallow. It's true. Whatever resentment I've harbored toward JJ all this time seems to have lessened. I feel lighter, and it's not only because I just had sex… It's because when he impaled her on me, he tacitly gave his consent to her fucking me. It's because he told Lena whatever happened next is her decision. I've never known him to be so open, so amenable. It's like, for the first time, we're communicating. And it's because of her.

Lena slides her fingers down to twine with mine. She slides back and tugs me. I follow. She takes another step back, then another. "I want you to fuck me." She spins around to face JJ. "I want the both of you to fuck me at the same time."

My heart squeezes in my chest. My groin hardens. A flush of heat sluices through my veins. "Are you sure?"

"Very," Lena murmurs without looking at me.

"You won't regret this?" JJ takes her hand in his and brings it to his lips. "You can walk away, right now. Neither of us will be angry. I won't take it out on you, I promise. You no longer need to be my executive assistant. You can choose any job within the company. I'll ensure the salary covers accommodation for you until you have a chance to get back on your feet. It's included in the package anyway." He glances at me over her head "And the same goes for you, Isaac. It's the least I can do to make up for being the shitty parent I was."

I open my mouth to reply, but Lena shakes her head. "That's very generous of you, but I still want this. I want the two of you to fuck me. At the same time."

JJ's chest rises and falls. He peers into her eyes, and whatever he sees there must satisfy him, for he nods. "Let's show our girl how the Kane men can satisfy her every need." He glances up at me. "You up for the challenge?"

The canny asshole. He's phrasing it so I won't back down. The surest way to get me to comply is by pitching it as a competition. He knows how to wind me up, for we're too alike, he and I. I know his intentions, yet I can't stop myself from taking the bait. "Question is, are you? Let's not forget your vastly advanced age."

JJ laughs. I blink. I've never seen him laugh this openly. His features are softer. He seems years younger, like the father he could have been when I was a child.

In two steps, he closes the distance to her. He plants his hands on her hips and lifts up. She yelps, grips his shoulders, then locks her legs around his waist. In one smooth move, he breaches her.

She gasps. Her body shudders. "Jack, oh god. You're filling me up. You're stretching me. It still hurts, Jack."

He instantly freezes. "Do you want me to stop, baby?"

This time it's Lena who laughs. "You walked into that one, didn't you, old man?"

JJ seems taken aback, then his features light up. "You're learning fast, little girl."

The two of them grin at each other, and something passes between them. It's then I realize how well suited they are for each other. Lena brings out the caring, protective, tender side of JJ—a side I've never seen until now. And he, in turn, makes her feel cherished. He treats her like she's his most precious possession, and she positively blooms under his attention. The chemistry between the two of them is unmistakable. But it's more than that. There's companionship and affection, and the kind of connection I'd hoped to forge with Lena but which I understand would not have been possible. Lena and I were never meant to be together—not as soulmates. As friends, maybe. But not as partners. Not as husband and wife.

I take a step back, but as if he senses my thoughts, JJ snaps his gaze on me. "You going to take our girl's arse? You going to make her orgasm so hard and so many times that she'll forget anything else but this moment?"

My guts protest. Everything inside me insists I show him the finger, then turn on my heel and walk off. But I don't. For her. I can't leave, for this is the way forward. To heal wounds of the past. To move ahead with a clarity of purpose I've never had before. This… is right. It may be unconventional, but it works for us. I didn't get to where I was in my art by following rules, after all. And this is the same.

"I'm ready." I step forward and cup her butt cheeks. Goosebumps pop on her skin. The jets of water pelt down on us. Steam swirls, enveloping us once more in a bubble. I glance around, and JJ holds up the conditioner. He tosses it over her shoulder. I catch it, flip open the lid, and pour the liquid down the valley between her butt cheeks.