TARIK FEARED HE was about to wake up from the most incredible dream he'd ever had. He was tempted to pinch himself to prove that this was real. That the smooth, silky feel of Mia's skin against his palm wasn't just a figment of his overstimulated imagination. That Phoenix truly had given in to them right there in the kitchen, despite the fact that he was clearly worried that Mia was going to freak out because Tarik was touching him.

It had been a gamble to touch Phoenix in the first place, he knew. But he hadn't been able to help himself. His theory had been that if Mia couldn't handle it, she wasn't the right woman. Phoenix may have believed otherwise, but Tarik had taken the decision from him.

After all the months that he'd yearned for Phoenix, praying the man would come to terms with whatever he was fighting where Tarik was concerned, he hadn't wanted to give up the ground that they'd gained in recent weeks.

His surprise had come when he had peered over Phoenix's shoulder to see Mia watching him. The arousal flooding her crystal-blue gaze had been so potent Tarik had nearly been knocked off his feet. The gamble had paid off, and here they were, the three of them on Phoenix's bed, a place no other woman - or man - had ever been.

Hence, the reason he thought he was dreaming.

Except Mia's lips were too perfect, her hands too smooth, her skin too soft. There was no way this wasn't real. And the growl that escaped Phoenix was certainly real.

Pulling his mouth from Mia's, he watched as she turned her head to meet Phoenix's, the two of them melding their lips together in a sensual dance that had Tarik's dick throbbing painfully. He knew he had to rein it in, to keep from losing control, because this was the moment he'd been waiting so long for. He wanted to give Mia as much pleasure as possible and, at the same time, show Phoenix what he'd been missing all this time.

While Mia and Phoenix kissed, Tarik slid his hand up Mia's torso, pushing her shirt higher, revealing a simple yet incredibly sexy white lace bra. He could see her dusky pink nipples through the sheer material, and he longed to wrap his lips around them, tease them into hard points. Apparently Phoenix had the same intention, because he pulled back, and Tarik felt his gaze on him. Tarik reached for the front clasp of Mia's bra while meeting her gaze, waiting for her approval. A slight nod of her head was all she gave him, and with deft fingers, he released the clasp, and the cups fell away, revealing the succulent creamy mounds.

She bowed her back when Tarik cupped one breast, leaning down and blowing lightly against her nipple. Phoenix didn't move, he just watched, and Tarik had never wanted an audience more than he did right then. He wanted to pleasure Mia while Phoenix paid close attention, letting his anticipation grow, his eagerness for them both to multiply. Tarik traced her areola with his tongue, softly making circles over her skin.

"Tarik," Mia moaned, and the way she said his name had him wanting to thrust into her, to possess her, to claim her.

But he didn't do any of that. Not yet.

For now, he needed to savor her, the salty taste of her skin, the sweet scent of her arousal, the soft feel of her fingers as they twined in his hair, urging him closer to her breast.

"More," she pleaded softly.

Giving her what she asked for, Tarik sucked her nipple into his mouth, teasing the tip with his tongue. When Phoenix leaned down and did the same to her other breast, Mia cried out in ecstasy.

He wondered how long it'd been since she'd been with a man, but he wasn't going to ask. All that mattered was that she was there with them.

Fingers gripped the back of his head, sending a thrilling shard of pain shooting down his spine. Mia was so damn responsive, pleading for more.

Releasing her nipple from his mouth, Tarik lifted her shirt, and Phoenix pulled back, realizing what he was trying to do. He managed to free her from her shirt and bra, but he didn't move to unbutton her jeans. Not just yet.

Phoenix had other plans, though, because he climbed off the bed and removed her shoes and socks, leaving her clad in only the denim that encased her hips and her sexy, trim legs. Tarik longed to see her naked. He wanted to lick her from head to toe, and he didn't even care which end he started from, because she was his dessert tonight.

"You okay?" Tarik asked softly, brushing his lips against hers.

"Better than okay," she answered breathlessly, her hands cupping his face and pulling him toward her.

She backed up her words when she thrust her tongue into his mouth, luring him in. When he met her halfway and then forced his tongue into her mouth, she wrapped her lips around his tongue and sucked, sending a bolt of lightning shooting straight to his balls. He imagined her mouth on him, sucking his cock into the molten hot recesses of her mouth.

Tarik felt a firm grip on his ankles and realized that Phoenix was attempting to remove Tarik's boots. Since he was lying on his side, leaning over Mia, the position was a little awkward. Wanting to encourage Phoenix to finish what he'd started, Tarik reached for Mia, pulling her until she was on top of him, straddling his hips.

She was looking down at him, a smile on her lips and hunger in her gaze.

"Lean forward," he told her as he pulled her hips forward, easing her body upward. When she complied, he lifted his head and trailed his tongue over her nipple once again. When she realized what he was going to do, she pressed more insistently against his mouth. He laved her nipple, sucked her breast, nipped her skin gently while Phoenix managed to remove his boots. Mia was moaning by the time Phoenix joined them on the bed once more.

When Phoenix straddled Tarik, his thighs on each side of Tarik's, the hard ridge of his cock grinding against Tarik's, it was evident what he was doing. He leaned over Mia, his hands resting on either side of Tarik's head, nearly crushing her between them. Tarik didn't stop teasing her nipples, loving the way she moaned his name, begging him for more.

"Do you like that?" Phoenix asked her. "His mouth on you? Licking you?"

"Yes," she said on a breathless moan.

"Think about what it'll feel like when our tongues are on your pussy, teasing your clit, thrusting inside you. Do you want that, Mia?"

"Oh, God."

One of Phoenix's hands disappeared from beside Tarik's head, and he realized that Phoenix was holding Mia up. Tarik kneaded her breasts with his hands, pinching her nipples ever so slightly, then a little harder as she continued to moan.

"You're sensitive," Phoenix said.

"Yes."

"Can you come from Tarik teasing your nipples?"

Tarik heard the challenge, and he pulled her nipple into his mouth, sucking firmly while pinching the other between his thumb and forefinger. He alternated, dividing his attention between both of her luscious breasts until she was grinding down on him. His cock was rock hard, a steel rod rubbing against his jeans, pressed firmly against Phoenix's hard length. He wished they had no barrier between them. The idea of his cock sliding against Phoenix's, skin to skin, made his body burn hotter.

"That's it, Mia," Phoenix encouraged. "Let go, baby."

Tarik used his teeth to worry her nipple, pinching her more firmly with his fingers until she cried out again, her body stiffening, her climax thundering through her.

It was the sexiest fucking thing he'd ever seen.

WATCHING MIA COME from Tarik teasing her nipples was better than any fantasy he'd ever had. The way she gave herself over to the pleasure, moaning and crying out in ecstasy... It had taken a tremendous amount of willpower to remain where he was, but somehow Phoenix managed.

His bare chest was pressed up against her warm, smooth back, the sweet scent of her overwhelming his senses while he watched Tarik take pleasure in giving her pleasure.

But they weren't through with her yet. Not by a long shot.

Tarik eased her back to the bed, but Phoenix remained where he was, still straddling Tarik's legs.

When the other man's eyes met his, Phoenix grinned knowingly. This was what they'd been dancing around for years. What Phoenix had tried to convince himself he didn't want. Had it not been for Tarik's daring move in the kitchen, he wasn't sure he would've given in. Not like this, anyway.

But here they were, and Mia was completely on board, something he honestly hadn't expected. Glancing over at her, he met her hooded gaze. She was watching him, a sexy smirk teasing the corner of her kiss-swollen lips.

"Touch him," she whispered, easing onto her side and reaching for the hem of Tarik's shirt. Within seconds, Tarik had removed it, relaxing back on the bed as he continued to watch Phoenix intently.

Memories of the night Phoenix had given Tarik a blow job in the hallway flooded his mind, and he licked his lips, eager to taste him once more. Since that night, he'd kept his distance from Tarik, worried that Tarik wanted more than Phoenix could handle. With each passing day, he had expected the desire to fade, but that hadn't been the case. If anything, it had intensified tenfold. He wanted Tarik, every single inch of him.

Sliding his hands over the rigid contours of Tarik's sculpted abs, Phoenix took his time touching him, noting the differences between Tarik and Mia. Tarik's skin was more rigid and firm, the muscle beneath hard as steel. Mia's skin was soft, her rounded curves a significant contrast to the hard planes and angles of Tarik's body.

"Touch me," Tarik urged, a hint of desperation in his gruff voice.

"Trust me, I plan to." All in due time.

Sliding the backs of his fingers down Tarik's sides, Phoenix eased his fingertips beneath the denim and then skimmed them toward the button on Tarik's jeans. He pulled the button free and then slowly lowered the zipper as he continued to watch every expression that moved across Tarik's handsome, chiseled features.

Phoenix felt Mia's gaze as it slid over him, then down to Tarik. She seemed as enthralled as Tarik, and that spurred Phoenix on. This was the moment of truth. Either Mia was going to go all in or she was going to walk away. He prayed it wasn't the latter, but if he had to guess, other than possibly watching porn, she'd never been part of something this erotic.

It helped immensely that she was eager.

Phoenix went up on his knees, silently encouraging Tarik to lift his hips. The man did one better. He lifted his ass off the bed and pushed his jeans and boxers down to his thighs.

Mia climbed off the bed, and Phoenix's heart skipped a beat, a sliver of panic racing through his bloodstream until he saw that she was merely removing Tarik's jeans, pulling them down his legs and leaving them in a heap on the floor.

Tarik was completely naked and laid out before them. A feast for the eyes with the hard lines of his muscular body. Phoenix's mouth watered as he trailed his gaze down Tarik's chest, past his rippling abs, and stopping on the thick, heavy erection protruding from between his legs.

Mia returned to the bed, this time kneeling beside Phoenix. He glanced over at her briefly and then did a double take when he realized she'd shed her jeans as well.

"Holy fuck," he growled as he took her in. The generous swell of her breasts tipped with dusky pink nipples, the gentle dip of her waist, the slight flare of her hips, and the... Lord have mercy. Her pussy was bare; the skin appeared just as soft and smooth as the rest of her.

She was, in a word ... "Beautiful." A soft pink tinged her cheeks when he said the word aloud.

She leaned over and placed a kiss to Phoenix's bicep, her hand sliding down his forearm to his hand, where she linked their fingers together, her hand covering his. As she had earlier with Tarik, she guided Phoenix's hand.

When his fingers encountered the hot, smooth skin of Tarik's long, thick cock, he slid his eyes to Tarik's. He was watching them, his eyes glued to their hands as Phoenix began to stroke him, Tarik's heavy, throbbing cock filling Phoenix's palm.

Mia eased closer to Phoenix's side, one hand sliding over his back while they both focused on Tarik.

Tarik hissed in a breath, drawing Phoenix's eyes up to his once again.

"It's too much," Tarik groaned.

"Not nearly enough," Phoenix replied as he teased the swollen tip. "We're just getting started."

Phoenix gripped Tarik's cock more firmly, slowing the motion of their hands, swiping his thumb over the engorged head, wiping the bead of pre-cum that had formed there.

When he paused completely, Mia leaned around Phoenix and slid her tongue over the head of Tarik's cock.

"Shit." Tarik's hips lunged upward, nearly knocking Phoenix off of him. "Oh, God, Mia. Don't stop. Please don't stop."

Phoenix crawled off Tarik's legs and settled on the bed beside them while Mia took control, her small hand wrapping around the base of Tarik's cock while she hesitantly sucked and licked the head of his cock, her eyes on him.

"That's it, baby," Tarik encouraged. "Just like that. Wrap your lips around my dick. Tease the head. Fuck yeah."

While Mia explored, Phoenix removed the rest of his clothes and returned to the bed, this time behind Mia. Tarik had slid his hands into her silky blonde hair, gently guiding her as she took him into her mouth. Her soft, subtle moans made Phoenix's skin tingle.

Kneeling behind her, Phoenix spread his knees and once again molded himself against her back, his cock sliding against the crack of her ass, his hand slipping around her and then down between her legs.

"Are you wet, Mia?" he whispered in her ear, his lips brushing the outer shell.

She didn't respond, but her answering moan when he drew the tip of his finger through her slick folds was all he needed.

"Mia, oh, God, baby. Your mouth is so good. I can't take much more," Tarik growled.

Phoenix knew Tarik wouldn't want to come yet, and he didn't blame him one bit.

With more self-control than Phoenix would've had, Tarik succeeded in pulling his cock from her lush mouth, and with more ease than a big man like Tarik should possess, he managed to maneuver them so that Mia was on her back. Tarik slid off the bed and stood on the floor between her legs. Stroking himself slowly, Phoenix watched as Tarik took control, something he did so smoothly, so effortlessly, Phoenix hardly realized he'd given over his own control to him.

With a firm grip on her ankles, Tarik pulled her closer to the edge of the bed, in a perfect position so Tarik could lean down and press his lips to her smooth, hairless pussy, which he did, eliciting a startled cry from Mia's lips. Phoenix dropped to the bed beside her, pressed up against her side, and kissed her. Hard.

She reached for him, holding him to her as their tongues dueled, his hand groping her breast while she moaned into his mouth. He explored her mouth while he ground his cock against her hip, the friction making his breath stutter in his chest. He pulled away when her soft hand curled around his dick. He was hovering on the brink, unsure whether or not he would be able to hold out much longer. Her urgent yet gentle touch was more than he could bear, pushing him closer and closer to release, something he refused to do until he was inside her.

Pulling out of her grip, Phoenix rested on his forearm and turned his attention to Tarik, who was eating Mia's pussy like a starving man, his tongue flicking over her clit, his fingers slipping inside her and retreating slowly.

"Tarik. Yes. Please. More," Mia begged.

Tarik continued his sensual assault on her pussy while Phoenix watched. He was desperate to get his mouth on her, but at the moment, he was strung so tight he feared he might break if he even moved.

Then Tarik pulled his fingers from inside Mia and reached for him, gripping his dick firmly, his fingers wet with Mia's juices. Phoenix tried not to focus on how fucking good it felt as Tarik stroked him while he continued to lick Mia, her hips thrusting up against his face.

"Tarik!" Mia's scream shattered the otherwise silence of the room as her orgasm gripped her. Phoenix slammed his mouth to hers once more, inhaling her cries as she came in his arms, fighting the urge to give in to the exquisite sensation of Tarik's hand still firmly stroking his dick.

Chapter Twenty-Three.

IN ALL HER life, Mia had never had an orgasm like the one that had just ripped through her. She hadn't even known it was possible, and she wasn't sure whether she was merely a sad, sad case or if she'd just been with the wrong man. Whatever the reason, her body had taken flight, soaring higher and higher while Tarik teased her clit and thrust his fingers inside of her. When he'd curled them, touching a spot deep inside her, she'd been unable to control the torrent of sensation that rocketed through her until she shattered into a million tiny pieces.

She was boneless, nearly too exhausted to move, yet there was an ache between her thighs that yearned to be soothed. She wasn't sure she could orgasm again, but she knew without a doubt that she needed one of them inside her.

"Phoenix," she whispered, sliding her hand over his cheek as she stared into his turbulent green eyes. "I need to feel one of you. Inside me."

She saw his Adam's apple move in his throat as he swallowed hard, a glimmer of pure fire adding to the intensity of his gaze.

The next thing she knew, he was off the bed and moving across the room to a large armoire. He returned with a strip of condoms, and after tearing one off, he tossed the rest onto the bed beside Tarik.

"Put it on me," Phoenix instructed Tarik, the commanding tone in his voice returning after having been absent since they'd started this.

Mia watched as Tarik did as instructed, opening the package and then rolling the latex over Phoenix's long, hard length, but not before Tarik leaned in and melded his lips to Phoenix's, kissing him with a passion Mia could practically feel.

Once Tarik got his fill, he released Phoenix and took a step back.

Without another word, Phoenix joined Mia on the bed once again, positioning himself between her thighs before leaning over and pressing his lips to hers. And just like that, the electricity began to spark beneath her skin, like an adrenaline shot that targeted every single nerve ending. Her body hummed to life, and she wrapped one leg around Phoenix's hip, urging him closer, wanting to feel him, needing to be filled by one of them.

He continued to plunder her mouth as he guided himself to her entrance. He teased her briefly, the head of his cock sliding up and down her slit. She continued to grind against him, silently begging him to enter her, to give her what she needed. And then he lined up once again and pressed forward, the head of his cock breaching her entrance. The flash of pain that sparked surprised her, and she pulled back, staring up at him as she sucked in air, trying to ignore the pain.

It'd been a really long time, and he was much bigger than... He was big, that was the gist of it. She worried momentarily that she wouldn't be able to take him.