She has a way of looking at a man. That look only an innocent can
manage. Only she’s far from innocent. The longing and hunger in her wide,
gorgeous dark eyes is stark, there for all to see, except she manages to only
show it when no one but her prey will notice. A man has enough time to
think about it, realize he’s about to be trapped in a web of lust and need
before he succumbs completely to her considerable charms--namely a
sweetly beautiful face, firm, high breasts, and the most fantastic bubble
butt this side of the Mississippi. From what I can tell, no man has ever left
her arms unsatisfied, though she never goes to the same man twice. Some
say no one can truly satisfy her. I say she just hasn’t met the right man...or
men. Fortunately for all of us, she’s now set her sights on me…and my best
friend.

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Chapter One

“Here she comes,” Justin, my best friend and one of the most uptight people I’d

ever known, warned in a stern voice as he hastily got to his feet. “She’s giving you that

look.”

“And what look is that?” I asked, lazily crossing my arms as I sat back in my chair.

The half-empty glass of beer sweated, making beads of water run down the sides. It was

hard not to imagine how the Lady Viper’s skin would look drenched in perspiration just

like that glass.

“The one that says she’s looking to get some and wants it from you.” That was the

closest I’d ever heard Justin come to using the word “fuck” or the phrase “get laid” in all

the time we’d known each other. Even now, he was slipping into his jacket and

slamming a few bills on the table to cover his meal, expecting to beat a hasty retreat.

“If it’s me she’s after, why are you so hell-bent on getting the fuck out?” Justin’s

face flushed a slight red. It was hard not to laugh openly at his discomfort. The man

definitely needed to get laid by a woman like the Viper.

“Look. Piper ‘The Viper’ Day is not the kind of woman I need to be around. She

makes me…” He rubbed the back of his neck. “…uncomfortable.”

“Which is exactly why you need to be around her. Stretch yourself a little.

Honestly, Justin. When did you become such a pussy? We all used to play together as

kids.”

“Hello, Bennett,” Piper said, addressing me as she approached the table. She

wore jeans that hugged a perfectly rounded ass and a spaghetti-strap tank that showed

her midriff and a little belly ring I wanted to thread my tongue through and see how

long it took before I made her squeal. Her hair was long and loose; the tight curls

cascading down her back made me want to grab a handful as I mounted her from

behind. Directly on the heels of that thought came one that said while she rode the cock

of another man…

I was fucked. Literally. Piper wanted something from me. I could see it in her

eyes. She had a body made for sin while her face was that of an angelic cherub. Men who

didn’t know her were terrified of lusting after her for fear of eternal damnation. It was a

weapon the Viper used to her advantage. It was how she got the nickname to begin with.

She lured men to her lair with that air of sweet innocence before she struck, leaving

them breathless and panting, anticipating more only to toss them aside when she’d had

her fill. I’d heard some name her a whore. “Bitch” was thrown in there liberally as well

when she turned her nose up at a man she’d been with the previous night. Personally, I

saw nothing wrong with it. Men did it all the time. Why not women?

“You’re looking particularly edible tonight, Piper,” I said, flashing her a wicked

grin. Justin nearly choked as he mumbled something before trying to leave. No way that

was happening yet. I snagged his arm before he could scurry off.

Even though her skin was a beautiful shade of coffee and cream, she still

managed the most becomingly innocent blush. The girl was good, that was for sure.

“You’re not looking bad yourself.” She glanced at Justin who, in all his blond, fair-

skinned glory was practically glowing bright red. “Hi, Justin.”

“P-Piper,” he stammered.

She looked at the half-finished meals on the table before asking, “Were you

finished or would you mind if I joined you?”

“I-I was j-just headed out,” Justin managed. It was all I could do not to snort.

“Have a seat,” I said, tugging Justin back to his. “We were nearly finished, but I’ll

be happy to buy you a drink.”

She grinned brightly, her whole face seeming to light up the room. I could see

why men fell for her. A woman with a killer body, an insatiable sex drive, and the

sweetest smile in the world… Who wouldn’t want that?

“I’d love one,” she said as I flagged down the waitress.

“Whatever the lady wants,” I said, flashing her another grin.

“Just ice water with lemon,” she said sweetly.

Again, the image of her body naked and beaded with sweat flashed through my

mind. This had to happen. It would happen if I had anything to say about it. She wasn’t

drinking alcohol so she was definitely looking for something. I’d watched her habits

enough to know she never drank when she was looking to hook up.

“What’s on your mind?” I asked boldly. I half expected her to play coy. Most

women would have, but that wasn’t her way.

“You know my game,” she said, never taking those incredible eyes from me. “Just

as long as you know I never go for seconds. One night only.” Next to me, Justin coughed

and spluttered as he choked on his own water.

“I know your game,” I replied, kicking Justin under the table, warning him to be

silent. “But I’m willing to bet you enjoy yourself so much you come back for more.”

One delicately arched eyebrow rose. “You’re not the first man to say that,

Bennett. I see no reason why you should be any different than every other man.” How

the fuck did she still look so sweet and innocent while discussing sex? It was her eyes.

Had to be. They were large and dark, wide and so pure with emotion I could almost feel

her need. If her responses seemed innocent, her words told the true story. “There’s a

reason I never go back to the same man twice. I don’t give second chances. And I’ve not

been with as many men as everyone thinks, but it suits me to give everyone that

impression.”

“A woman who knows what she wants and isn’t afraid to take it,” I answered,

holding her gaze. “I like that.”

“So, how do you propose to convince me you’re the man for me?”

And that was when the inspiration hit me. “Because you don’t need a man.

Perhaps you just need to…” I glanced at Justin, unable to suppress the grin trying to

split my face. “…stretch yourself a little.”

Chapter Two

It took me a moment to realize what Bennett was proposing. Then it took me

another couple of moments to realize he wasn’t joking. With that knowledge, my face

flooded with heat, and I was certain I’d pass out from mortification. Bennett Gray knew

there was no way I could do this. He’d been my best friend my entire life, knew I’d rarely

ever even kissed a girl, and any sexual experiences I’d had were...well, forgettable. Was I

proud of that? No. But it was surely a sign Ben was getting me in over my head. The

bastard was probably giggling with glee on the inside.

“Ben--” I began, but he cut me off.

“You give us one night. We’ll show you more pleasure than any one woman has

ever experienced.” How could Ben sound so confident knowing there was no way I could

please a woman like her? Was this all some ploy to get Piper to sleep with him? Because

it sounded like she’d already made up her mind to do it anyway. What did he need me

for?

“The two of you?” Did her eyes widen? Oh, God! She was excited! “Together?”

“I thought you might like that,” Ben said smoothly. What I wouldn’t give for even

a quarter of Ben’s smoothness with women. Not because I wanted to get laid or anything

so crude. I’d just like to be able to carry on a conversation with a female without

blushing to the roots of my blond hair.

Piper glanced at me, a shy smile gracing her features. God, the woman was

beautiful! What man wouldn’t be beguiled by her air of sweet innocence? Certainly not

me. The three of us had grown up together, though Piper had been a couple years

younger than me and Ben. Hell, I’d watched her for years, secretly wondering what it

would be like to kiss her sweet lips, her lush body. She was my own personal walking,

talking, wet dream come true. Besides that, she was funny. Quick. And she’d always

intimidated the hell out of me.

But what if…

“I confess, I never thought I’d have this opportunity. For one, there aren’t many

men I’d trust enough for sex with multiple partners.” Piper spoke softly, but confidently.

They could have been discussing the weather. That is until I realized she was trembling

slightly.

“You’ve known us for years,” Ben countered. “We all grew up together.”

“But we went our separate ways after high school. You both went away to college.

I did my studies here.”

Ben gave her a look of impatience, as if he knew her objections were token at

best. “I think you know we’d never do anything to hurt you.” He gave her a wicked smile

before adding, “Unless you begged us to.”

God! The thought of her begging me to fuck her, to take her until I’d spent myself,

popped into my head and stuck. I could see her kneeling before me, those impossibly

large chocolate eyes looking up at me with lust and need as she stroked my cock before

guiding me into her mouth. It was an image I’d not soon be rid of. I had known her all

my life and had never once thought of her like this. Well, at least not until after we’d

come home from college. Still, I’d never been uncomfortable around her until her

reputation as the Lady Viper became so legendary. Why was I so tongue-tied around

Piper now?

Because this was sex! The girl I’d known had grown into the most gorgeous

woman I’d ever seen, and I had no idea how to deal with it. But, Lord help me, I wanted

her like no other woman.

Piper nodded slowly, an innocent yet somehow seductive smile gracing her

perfect mouth. “Yes.”

Ben reached out to take her hand, putting it to his mouth to kiss her fingers. My

best friend closed his eyes in bliss at the touch, making me ache to do the same. Before I

realized it, I covered her other hand with my own, giving it a squeeze. A veil of

impossibly long lashes closed as Piper seemed to revel in the sensations of our simple

touches as though she were already naked and in our arms. That was the moment I

knew this was really going to happen. Bennett and I were going to have Piper Day

writhing between us in a lust-filled mass of raw nerves and desire.

Instead of anticipating the moment as I should, I found myself more nervous

than I had been the first time I’d been with a woman. I had no idea why. I mean, The

Viper never came back to the same man. It was likely a one-time thing no matter what.

But, damn, I wanted it to be more!

“Maybe this isn’t such a good idea,” I said, even as I brought her fingers to my

own mouth the same way Ben had. Her skin smelled wonderful, making me want to

nibble my way up her arm to her shoulder. What would her lips taste like?

“Of course it is,” Piper said, her voice steadier than mine. “In fact, I think I’ll have

to insist. Of course, Ben flashed her a wicked grin. As much as I wanted this--craved

this--I knew I was in over my head. One taste of Piper and I knew I’d be lost. I’d never be

able to willingly let her go.

Chapter Three

As I sped toward Bennett’s apartment, I had to laugh. Piper, the Viper’s hands

were actually sweating with nerves. I’d had my share of lovers, but always, every single

one of them, I’d imagined it was either Bennett or Justin who made love to me. I had

never been able to decide which of them I wanted more. Now, I didn’t have to choose.

Which was both good and bad. Good because I was getting what I wanted. Bad

because I couldn’t keep them. Worse, would they think me a freak or some kind of

pervert for doing this? It wasn’t something I wanted them to think of me, but there was

no way I was passing up this opportunity.

I pulled into the driveway behind Bennett. A moment later, Justin pulled in

beside me, obviously careful not to block me in. Ben opened my door, offering a hand to

help me out of the car. Instead of simply walking me to the house with my hand in his,

he pulled me into his arms until my body was pressed tightly to his larger, harder one.

“Tell me you want this. Not like you wanted any other encounter with a man. Tell

me you want us.”

The breath left my body in a rush. Did he know my secret obsession with the two

of them? Did he have a clue how badly I’d wanted them both from the time I was a

teenager?

“I do want this,” I answered, not elaborating.

Swearing, he kept hold of my hand as he headed to the house. He had the door

open in a flash and pushed me inside. Justin followed closely behind, shutting and

locking the door.

“You know what I mean,” Ben growled before taking my lips with his. His kiss

was more than a little desperate. Could he be as hungry for me as I was for him? And

what about Justin…

As if thinking his name brought him to me, Justin was behind me, hands on my

hips, sliding up my ribcage to cup my breasts. Were his hands trembling? “God,” Justin

breathed, his words feathering over my neck as he spoke. “You smell good…”

There were so many dynamics going on I had no hope of keeping up. Justin, the

shy boy from school, was boldly caressing my breasts while Bennett, the super jock, was

trying to demand something from me he knew I wouldn’t give. Only, I wanted to give it

to them both! And not just the sex, either. I wanted my fairytale. I wanted both men for

more than just sex.

While Bennett kissed me so dominantly, Justin bunched my shirt in his fists and

whipped it off me. Ben and I had to break contact, but it was worth it to be free of the

confining material. My bra soon followed, and I stood between them naked from the

waist up. I fumbled with the buttons to Ben’s shirt only to have him bat my hands away

as he yanked it off impatiently. Buttons went flying in all directions. More rustling of

clothing followed by a hard, warm chest pressed into my back told me Justin had gotten

rid of his shirt as well.

There was no way I could suppress a groan of pleasure. Both men were

wonderfully muscled. Justin was smaller and leaner, but I could feel the muscles of his

chest where they rested against me and the steel in his arms as they slid around under

my breasts. Justin’s lips found my neck even as Ben kissed me with that frantic taking of

my mouth.

“Get her to the fucking bed, Ben,” Justin growled. It was very un-Justin like.

Strange it should excite me to know the calm, always-in-control Justin was that far

gone. Ben lifted his head, breaking our kiss, and I felt more than a little bereft. I must

have whimpered because Justin whirled me around to face him. I expected him to take

my lips in a fierce kiss, but he framed my face with his hands. “We’re going to give you

so much pleasure, Piper.” The little line between his brows deepened, and he looked

nearly pained.

“I have no doubt of that, Justin,” I managed to get out, though my throat was

suddenly dry. I needed more from these two, and I needed it now.

Without another word, Ben scooped me up and carried me down the hall to his

bedroom. The intense look of determination on his face nearly made me weep with

need. So much for being the infamous Lady Viper. These two men had me nearly in

tears with wanting them, not the other way around.

I expected Ben to toss me onto the bed, but he set me on my feet carefully, his

gaze on my face. “Tell me what you want, Piper.” He lowered his lips to my face, kissing

along my cheek to my ear where he nipped at the lobe. “Tell…me…”

How the fuck was I supposed to answer when he was playing with me like this? I

heard Justin removing his jeans before he unfastened mine and slid them down my legs

along with my panties. He caressed every inch of my legs with his rough palms. Funny

that. I thought his hands would be softer. But I should have known. Justin was every

inch a man or I wouldn’t have been attracted to him. It went without saying that Bennett

was all masculine muscle but feeling them, seeing them… God! How could one woman

be so lucky as to make love to both of them?

Justin’s lips now followed his hands, kissing, licking, and nipping my skin. I know

I squealed when he nipped the underside of my ass, but there was no way to stop it. Or

the rush of moisture that wept from my cunt.

Instinctively, I widened my stance to give Justin better access to me. If he

wanted, I was more than happy to give. Ben dipped his dark head to my breast, kissing

and licking my nipple until there was absolutely no way to form a coherent thought. Not

when both men were playing my body so expertly.

Ben let go of me long enough to work on his jeans, but Justin stood, turning me

in his arms and lifting me until I simply wrapped my legs around his waist. Which

brought his cock in direct contact with my exposed and weeping cunt.

“Ah!” I wasn’t sure if it was me or Justin who cried out. Possibly both. But Ben

was right there, lying on the bed and pulling me on top of him, my back to his chest.

“Oh, yes, my little Piper.” Ben’s voice was rough, gravelly in his lust. “I think you

want us far more than you’re willing to let on. In fact,” he continued, “I’m willing to bet

you already want more from us than one night.”

How could he know? And what would he do with that knowledge?

“I…” I wanted to deny it, but the lie burned in my throat.

“Tell me,” he insisted, his cock now nudging at my entrance. Ben was so close to

being inside me, but he held himself still, waiting my answer.

“Not going to say it? Well, maybe we can coax you into it.”

I felt him nod, and Justin settled between Ben’s legs, pushing mine apart where I

lay on my back on top of Ben, lifting my thighs so my lower legs were on the outside of

Bennett’s legs. With a groan nearly as desperate as I felt, Justin lowered his head to my

cunt and made a long, slow swipe from my pussy to my clit. There was no way to stifle

my cry of pure erotic pleasure. I felt Ben’s cock jump against me, but still he remained

unmoving.

“Again,” Ben said before Justin dove in again. This time, he licked all around my

sex, stopping to suck in my clit from time to time. My flesh was swollen from his

suckling, slick from the sensual torment they both dished out to me. “She’s trembling,

Justin,” Ben continued. “Can you feel the delicious tremors flowing through her body

from what we’re doing to her?”

“She tastes good,” Justin said, his voice just as gruff as Ben’s. “Her cunt’s wet

with need.”

“We’ll give her what she wants,” Ben said. “All she has to do is tell us what that

might be.”

“Oh, God!” I cried out, nearly beyond caring if they knew how much I needed

this. “Please.” I’d never begged for sex. But then I’d never felt this desperate before,

either.

“Tell me.” Ben whispered his command in my ear, a breath of sweet seduction.

“You,” I forced out, my voice wavering. “Both of you.”

“For how long?”

“I--tonight.” It was a lie. I knew it. I had the feeling Ben knew it as well.

“Really,” he said, adjusting his cock so that the head slipped inside me, but no

more. I cried out when he didn’t move, sweat erupting over my skin to make my body

slick against his. “Because that doesn’t sound like the cry of a woman in it for the

moment.”

“No!” I cried the denial. But denial of what? “I want it all!” The moment the

words left my mouth, I felt as if a weight was lifted from my chest. This was an attraction

I had denied far too long. One I couldn’t deny any longer.

Chapter Four

The instant the admission left Piper’s lips, I surged forward. She had been too

long away from me, from Justin. No longer. When I’d first suggested this among the

three of us, it had seemed like an impulse. One to get Piper to stay with me long enough

to earn her affection. Now, I realized it was fate. She needed something only both of us

could give her, and we both needed her like we needed to breathe. I could see it in

Justin’s eyes when he looked at her. He hadn’t wanted to admit it because he was afraid

she was out of his league, but now, I doubted he’d give her up so easily. I knew I

wouldn’t.

I began a hard, driving rhythm from underneath Piper as Justin continued to lick

and flick her clit. Piper’s breasts bounced with every surge forward I made. My hands

were at her waist, but I slid them up her sides to her arms. Urging her arms up around

my neck I settled my hands on her breasts, catching the nipples between my fingers as I

fucked her.

“Ben,” she gasped. “Justin…”

Her crying of his name, as if there were something she needed of him, prompted

Justin to crawl up her body. He nipped one nipple between my fingers as he settled

himself between her thighs.

“If we’re going to do this,” I said to him, “take care. Do not hurt her.”

Justin’s look of annoyance masked his first response of offense that I felt the need

to remind him to be careful. If there was one thing I knew about Justin it was that he’d

never, ever hurt a woman. Even during sex play.

The lubricant and condoms were in the drawer next to the bed. It took Justin only

a couple of seconds to snag it and flip open the top. A couple more seconds to sheathe

and grease both of us liberally before once again assuming his position between Piper’s

legs as I sought the haven of her body once more.

“Do you want me inside you too, baby?” Justin asked even as he positioned

himself at her entrance alongside my own cock. I had a fleeting thought that I should I

should be a little more concerned that my best friend was about to slide his cock inside

Piper’s cunt along with mine. Our cocks would be mashed together very intimately.

Normally, I might have at least flinched, but not now.

Piper whimpered in my arms, her hips working my cock even as she looked

straight at Justin. “I do,” she said, her voice husky and sexy. “Please, Justin. I need it so

much!”

I could tell Justin moved carefully, seeking entrance as he moved his cock around

the rim of her cunt until he slipped inside. We all groaned. The sensations pressing

against my dick were unlike anything I’d ever known. I had to grit my teeth to keep from

plunging inside her in a frenzy of lust. But Piper had to be stretched full.

“Talk to me, Piper,” I said. “We don’t want to accidentally hurt you.”

“You’re not,” she moaned. “Oh, God, you’re not hurting me! More!”

Who were we to disappoint?

It took several minutes to get it right, but the learning was part of the fun. Piper’s

body accommodated us beautifully. She responded beautifully as well.

When Piper screamed, I stopped abruptly, fearing we’d hurt her, but then I felt

her cunt gripping and milking my own as she came.

“Fuck me!” I gasped as I surged inside her once more. My heart swelled with the

knowledge Justin and I had made her come. Swelled even more that she clung to both of

us, one of her arms still around my neck, the other hand clutching Justin’s muscled

shoulder like a lifeline.

“Ah, God!” she screamed again. “I’m coming again!”

When her cunt squeezed us once again, there was no hope of holding back my

own orgasm. I looked directly into Justin’s eyes as my orgasm crashed over me. Judging

by the pulsing of his cock, Justin came right along with us. We held gazes until we’d

both spent ourselves.

When the storm had past, Justin and I rolled to our sides, taking Piper with us,

sandwiching her between our bodies. No one spoke for several moments, content to

simply hold each other.

“I don’t want to leave,” she finally confessed quietly. “I do want more.”

“I know,” I said, smiling into her hair. “You belong with us and us with you.”

“How long have you known?”

“Well…” I nipped her shoulder before licking the same spot to ease any ache I

might have caused. “I knew I wanted you. I just didn’t realize how much Justin needed

you too.”

“I can’t let either of you go,” she said, looking back at me, something like pleading

in her beautiful chocolate eyes.

“You don’t have to, baby,” I said, leaning in to kiss the tip of her nose.

“Never,” Justin confirmed. “We can work this out together.”

She turned to look at Justin before smiling. “So much for me being the Viper. I

think the two of you struck before I even realized you were on me.”

Justin snorted. “I’m not sure about that, but you’ve had me under your spell since

high school.”

“As long as the result is the same, I don’t care which of us is the viper.” I

chuckled. “Though Lady Viper is kinda sexy.”

She wiggled her bottom, making my cock twitch in interest. “Clean up, and I’ll

show you just how sexy,” she teased, again arching her backside against me.

“I’m in,” Justin said, giving her a quick, hard kiss before jumping up and heading

for the bathroom.

“The Viper’s coming back for seconds?” I raised a teasing eyebrow.

“And thirds,” she responded instantly. “And fourths, and fifths, and…”

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