put his hand on the back of Killian’s neck, and pulled his head down until they were barely a breath apart. “You know what I think? I think you’re scared of how intimate tonight was. You’re afraid of getting too close.” Killian reared back trying to break free of the intimate hold, but Doug wasn’t having it. “I may not be a Dom, but I know fear when I see it. You pushed our boundaries tonight, Sir ,” he spat out the title as an insult instead of a designation of respect, with an angry growl, “so I think turnabout’s fair play. You’re going to get into the bed, and provide the aftercare she needs. I may not know much, but I do know that you wouldn’t have taken me…or Alana, if you weren’t invested emotionally. Don’t run now.”
Killian looked from the door to Doug, to Alana, and back to the door. “I don’t know how to do relationships, and you two have been married for an eternity…”
“Fifteen years is not an eternity.” Alana said with a small laugh.
“It is when the longest relationship you ever had was a six-month affair in London with a woman who turned out to be married. We had a wild, wicked night; let it go at that.”
Doug dropped his hand, and shrugged, “Fine, if you want it that way. I’ll have the lawyers draw up the paperwork in the morning.”
“What?” Killian’s mouth gaped in shock and it felt like his heart stopped beating in his chest. Doug couldn’t possibly mean what he said. “For what?”
“To separate our joint business ventures.” Doug responded matter-of-factly.
Everything inside of Killian unraveled. He might not be able to be part of their marriage, but he wasn’t ready to give up being part of their lives. “Why the hell would we do that?”
A sad smile spread across Doug’s face, “Because I only do business with people I can trust not to betray me, and if you walk out that door right now, we’re at the end of our friendship.”
“Don’t say that, Doug. You and Alana mean the world to me. Do you think I normally join threesomes with random married couples? Of course you mean something to me, but I’m not content with being the third wheel on this bicycle, and I’ll be damned if I’ll be some sort of sex toy that stays in the bedside table and only comes out once a month.” Snapping his lips shut, Killian let out a growl of aggravation as he began to pace the room. They were quiet, but he could have sworn they were having a conversation. After a few moments, he stopped pacing and turned back to face them. They sat now, side by side on the bed, watching him evenly. Alana’s lips curved up in a small, sexy smile, but Doug’s face was absolutely emotionless.
When he spoke, his words were steady, but Doug’s eyes told a different story. Every emotion possible shifted through them as he said something that nearly brought Killian to his knees. “In all my years I’ve never even been attracted to another man. Never been tempted to touch one, or taste one, and I sure as hell wouldn’t have let any other man fuck me.”
Killian flushed, and grimaced under Doug’s frank attack. “I forced you.”
“Maybe, but between Alana and I, I could have stopped you if I didn’t want what you were giving me. Stop running, and step out of your comfort zone, Killian.”
“Step out of my comfort zone, and what?”
Alana held out her hand, “And join us. For tonight, for tomorrow, for however long this arrangement makes all three of us happy.”
He shook his head, but he was unable to keep from taking a step toward her. “I don’t know how to do this.”
“Come back to bed, and watch how it’s done. We’ll take care of you.” Now Doug held his hand out. They wanted him. Not Killian the Dom, but Killian the man.
He stared at those two upturned hands for what seemed like hours, but could only have been moments. Alana’s tiny pale white one with its petal soft skin was the complete opposite of Doug’s larger callused palm, but they
Killian looked from the door to Doug, to Alana, and back to the door. “I don’t know how to do relationships, and you two have been married for an eternity…”
“Fifteen years is not an eternity.” Alana said with a small laugh.
“It is when the longest relationship you ever had was a six-month affair in London with a woman who turned out to be married. We had a wild, wicked night; let it go at that.”
Doug dropped his hand, and shrugged, “Fine, if you want it that way. I’ll have the lawyers draw up the paperwork in the morning.”
“What?” Killian’s mouth gaped in shock and it felt like his heart stopped beating in his chest. Doug couldn’t possibly mean what he said. “For what?”
“To separate our joint business ventures.” Doug responded matter-of-factly.
Everything inside of Killian unraveled. He might not be able to be part of their marriage, but he wasn’t ready to give up being part of their lives. “Why the hell would we do that?”
A sad smile spread across Doug’s face, “Because I only do business with people I can trust not to betray me, and if you walk out that door right now, we’re at the end of our friendship.”
“Don’t say that, Doug. You and Alana mean the world to me. Do you think I normally join threesomes with random married couples? Of course you mean something to me, but I’m not content with being the third wheel on this bicycle, and I’ll be damned if I’ll be some sort of sex toy that stays in the bedside table and only comes out once a month.” Snapping his lips shut, Killian let out a growl of aggravation as he began to pace the room. They were quiet, but he could have sworn they were having a conversation. After a few moments, he stopped pacing and turned back to face them. They sat now, side by side on the bed, watching him evenly. Alana’s lips curved up in a small, sexy smile, but Doug’s face was absolutely emotionless.
When he spoke, his words were steady, but Doug’s eyes told a different story. Every emotion possible shifted through them as he said something that nearly brought Killian to his knees. “In all my years I’ve never even been attracted to another man. Never been tempted to touch one, or taste one, and I sure as hell wouldn’t have let any other man fuck me.”
Killian flushed, and grimaced under Doug’s frank attack. “I forced you.”
“Maybe, but between Alana and I, I could have stopped you if I didn’t want what you were giving me. Stop running, and step out of your comfort zone, Killian.”
“Step out of my comfort zone, and what?”
Alana held out her hand, “And join us. For tonight, for tomorrow, for however long this arrangement makes all three of us happy.”
He shook his head, but he was unable to keep from taking a step toward her. “I don’t know how to do this.”
“Come back to bed, and watch how it’s done. We’ll take care of you.” Now Doug held his hand out. They wanted him. Not Killian the Dom, but Killian the man.
He stared at those two upturned hands for what seemed like hours, but could only have been moments. Alana’s tiny pale white one with its petal soft skin was the complete opposite of Doug’s larger callused palm, but they
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