Triad

Chapter One

“Do you really think I can’t see what’s happening?”

“Uh?” I looked up from my book. I was sitting against the headboard, Noah sprawled at the end of the bed as he played some kind of video game. “What?”

His eyes never leaving the plasma screen in front of him, he said, “I see the way he looks at you.”

“I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

“Don’t lie to me, baby. I know you better than anyone else on this tour.”

“Considering we were together for six months, I sure hope so,” I commented before focusing on my book once again.

“I won’t hold it against you.”

That was it. I sighed and dropped the book onto the bedspread next to me. “What the hell does that mean?”

He pressed ‘pause’ on his joystick and turned around to face me. “If you want to fuck him,” he licked his lips and added, “I won’t mind.”

I gasped but remained silent for a moment, unable to find a suitable response.

“You’re joking, right?”

He shook his head. “Nope. I can see he wants you. And we’re not together anymore after all.”

“You wouldn’t mind if I had sex with Kade?” I was past incredulous.

“Nope. It’s your life.”

I looked at him, taking in the boy I’d come to love and hate. He appeared unfazed, making me realize he’d obviously thought about this. “I don’t get it.” I really didn’t.

“What’s not to get? You want him, right?” He didn’t even wait for my approval before he added, “Why don’t you go see if he’s in his room?”

“Now?”

“Sure.” He looked at what I was wearing. “Just change your clothes first. Wear something sexy. And put on some make-up-he likes make-up.”

I blinked. This was just too weird. Why was Noah pushing me into his friend’s bed all of a sudden? And why in hell wasn’t he at least a little bit jealous? “You don’t seem to mind.”

He shrugged. “I told you. We’re over. You can do whatever you want with whomever you want.”

“Even Kade.”

“Yup.”

That’s when I realized something else. If I slept with Kade, Noah would be able to sleep with whomever he wanted too.

Of course.

God, I really was stupid.

He just wanted to be free to screw a groupie or two with no guilt.

And just because I wanted to make his life difficult, I’d ignored his advice and gone back to my book. He’d growled a few times, made a few scathing remarks but I’d kept on ignoring him and he’d grown bored of it after a while.

I’d turned the lights off an hour or so later and climbed into bed. He’d joined me some time during the night, his body nearly touching mine.

I knew what he wanted. After that fateful day, when he’d decided we were over, we’d tried going cold turkey. Except that doing nothing after so many months making love several times a day had proved too much-for the both of us.

So here I was, still hanging on. Still in his bed.

It was torture being with Noah like this. Because a part of me still loved him. The part he hadn’t crushed when he’d told me all those things. How I wasn’t enough. That it wasn’t fun anymore. That he wanted something else from his life.

I had yelled and screamed and cried. It had changed nothing.

So why was I still here?

I turned around and snuggled against his side. His hand drifted under my shirt and palmed my breast. My back arched and I moaned when his fingers pulled on a hardened nipple. I just wasn’t sure anymore if it was a good thing or not that he knew me so well, knew what to do to arouse me with just a few caresses.

Fingers slid down my stomach and I opened my legs, eager to feel his touch. I was already wet, partly because I’d been waiting for this, partly because of the book I’d just read. Everyone kept making fun of my taste in books but I needed a little romance in my life. Okay, so the love scenes were great too.

His thumb pressed against my clit, my hips jerking up at the sudden caress.

“Noah!”

He chuckled, one long finger drifting further down until it entered me. He pumped it a few times, the thrusts too shallow to make me come but they were enough to make me start panting.

I turned so I was on my back and felt him move on top of me. He was already naked, his knee stretching my thighs apart.

And then he was there. He brushed the head of his cock against me, gathering moisture, covering himself with my own juices before he entered me in one long thrust.

My hands automatically wrapped around his biceps. My eyes closed even though the room was dark. I held on and opened myself to the pleasure he was giving me.

It was still good. He still took care of me and my needs. He just never kissed me.

Oh, he kissed my breasts from time to time, even the rest of my body. But his lips never met mine for one of his intense kisses.

And I missed those.

I really did.

So when Kade leaned above me the next day, I simply closed my eyes and let him kiss me.

It wasn’t bad. It was actually pretty good, but it felt weird to feel another man’s body against mine. I’d been in Noah’s arms only hours before after all.

“Did I read you wrong?”

I stepped back. “What?”

“I thought you wanted this.”

“I…did, I guess.”

“You guess?”

I shrugged and turned away. His hand clasped my shoulder and he forced me to face him once again. “I talked to Noah. He said you were okay with this.”

That’s when I felt my eyes pop out of my face. “Okay?”

He nodded. “Yeah. He said you’d discussed it last night. That you wanted me too so it was fine if we-” He stopped talking, his face hardening. “He lied to me, didn’t he?”

“Not exactly.” I ran my left hand through my hair, my very shaky hand. “He mentioned that you wanted to, ah, have sex with me, but I never agreed.”

“Fuck!” He erupted. His fist reached the nearest wall, making me jump. “I’m going to kill him! I’m going to-”

I shouted, “KADE!”

He took a deep breath and stared back at me. “Yes?”

“We’ve got twenty minutes before the sound check, right?”

He nodded.

“Let’s go then.” I grabbed his hand and tugged him out of the dressing room.

“Where are we going?”

“What do you think?”

I heard him gulp behind me but didn’t turn around. I was on a mission. Noah wanted me to fuck his friend, no problem. He said he was fine with it, that I was fine with it.

Well, FINE!

I pushed Kade against the wall of a dirty closet then dropped to my knees. Thank god I’d decided to wear jeans that morning, I told myself as I saw the state of the tiled floor. Yuck.

“What are you doing?”

“What do you think?” I repeated, earning myself a growl. Looking up at his blank face, I forced myself to calm down. “You want this or not?” Considering my hands were already busying themselves with his belt, I was pretty sure of his answer.

“Yeah but I hadn’t expected our first time to be like this,” he replied, eyeing our surroundings with apparent disgust.

That was sweet.

“It’ll have to do.” I pushed down his trousers and stared at his cock. I should have known he’d go commando. I’d heard enough about this thing of his over the past few months. Damned man was predictable after all.

And huge.

I never thought I’d see someone bigger than Noah. Well, there ya go. Two in the same band. What were the odds?

“Nice.” I grinned as I took him in my hand.

He moaned and his head thumped against the wall. Ouch, that must have hurt.

Didn’t seem to bother him though as his fingers raked through my hair. I bent down and licked his slit until pre-cum rolled over my tongue. Spurred by his obvious enthusiasm, I sucked in his head, my right hand moving up until it was cupping his balls. He growled, a loud noise that nearly made me look up in shock but his hands had tightened around the back of my head.

So I went back to what I’d been doing-giving Kade pleasure. I was going to make him come so loud everyone standing backstage would hear.

I wasn’t happy and I guess it showed. But it didn’t matter as long as the man looming above me left sated and happy.

And guess what? He did.

“Where were you?” Noah welcomed me back into the dressing room with a murderous glare.

I smiled, licked my lips and replied, “Sucking Kade off. What about you?” I watched as his mouth opened then shut. I grinned widely and sauntered back out of the room.

I’m pretty sure I won that round.