Page 70 of Adoring Fletcher
Not that I was in a hurry, but it would tick a box off on my bucket list to get fucked by two Alphas at once. Ever since I’d seen a porn clip of two guys railing a twink, I’d fantasized about what it would be like to be manhandled by two men, to have two thick cocks inside of me, stretching me wide open…
Hot.
Adam wrapped his arm around me, snugging me close to his chest. Tossing the naughty thoughts aside, I nuzzled in, breathing in his cedar and citrus scent. We fell asleep in each other’s arms, content to be in love.
45
FLETCHER
We wereat the nightclub again.
It’d become a frequent haunt these past couple of weeks, on Friday and Saturday nights. The place—Candyland—was an upscale club in the city about forty-five minutes south from us, but it was well worth the trip.
I’d been burning off steam, and my frustrations at life, on the dance floor…while also, admittedly, pushing the limits a little. Seeing how much I could get away with before Adam reined me back in.
I didn’t want to cheat on Adam, but I kind of liked it when my Alpha got all growly and possessive whenever I danced with other men. I loved the way he marched over and snatched me away from my “flavor of the night” when I had no intentions of doing anything more than a little grinding.
And then he showed me exactly who I belonged to.
Adam. Adam. Adam.
Still, the thought of my someday-threesome had me hoping that one day, one of these guys would pan out into something tangible. Something more than a little bump and grind on the pink-tiled dance floor.
Tonight, I was dancing with a gorgeous Alpha bear shifter. He was sleek, tanned and blond, a total surfer type, and I was really feeling the vibe. As his hands came down to cup my waist, guiding me along to the beat, my heart skipped in my chest.
Could this be the one? What would Adam think?
I bit the side of my lip and rocked back against the bear. I could feel his erection bumping against the cleft of my ass as I did so, which told me he was feeling me too. I leaned my head back against his chest and smiled up at him.
“What’s your name?” I shouted over the music.
“Noel,” he called back. “You?”
“Fletcher. Come here a sec.” I grabbed his hand and led him off the dance floor, away from the chaos of the techno music. I turned to him, sweat making my clothes cling to my skin. “Sorry if this is forward, but you wouldn’t happen to be interested in a threesome with me and my Alpha, would you?”
Noel’s gaze slid down the front of me, his blue eyes lingering on my assets before a slow smirk spread across his face. “I’m game. You’re hot as fuck, you know that?”
I felt my cheeks tingle with warmth. Years later, and I still wasn’t used to being told I was attractive, even though Adam told me I was beautiful almost every day. Old wounds might’ve healed, but their scars lingered on.
“Yeah? Thanks. You aren’t too bad yourself,” I teased him. “If you think I’m hot, my boyfriend is twice as sexy. C’mon, let’s go find him.” I grabbed his hand and led him after me, in search of Adam, who had no idea what I was planning.
I found him at the bar, chatting with a red-headed woman I recognized as one of his co-workers. Ironic that they’d meet at Candyland, of all places.
I waved at Adam, who turned to look at me—and then froze when he saw my fingers ensnaring the much-bigger hand of the other Alpha.
“Hey, Adammm,” I singsonged, letting go of Noel’s hand to sidle up to my mate. I pecked him on the lips, leaning up to whisper in his ear, “I think I found the guy.”
He stiffened and looked past me, to Noel, who cocked his head. Adam’s gaze was a laser beam, cutting straight through the man. Judging him, no doubt trying to pick apart his flaws. That, or figure out what it was about him that drew me in like a moth to a flame.
As a low, rumbling growl escaped Adam’s throat, Noel raised both hands in front of himself and took a hesitant step back. “Hey, man, easy. He propositioned me! I’m just here for a good time. If you’re not game, no prob. I’m gone.”
I turned my best puppy-dog eyes on Adam. “You said we needed to explore new horizons,” I reminded him, glancing back at Noel. I offered the bear a smile, and Noel grinned back, toothy and charming as hell. Damn. How could Adam not see that?
“Please?”
Adam groaned softly. “You’re trying to kill me, kitten,” he murmured, but leaned in for a kiss, which I happily gave. “Alright. One night. Why not?” He offered a hand to Noel. “I’m Adam.”
Noel’s grin brightened about ten watts. “Hell yeah. I’m Noel! Nice to meet’cha.” He glanced around the low-lit nightclub, then raised a brow. “So, do you wanna dance, or…”
