Page 36 of Cross Point

So much for their truce, Jackson thought, and was only seconds behind Maxwell as he dove into the water.

Maxwell was amused that they swam the short distance almost side by side, both pushing to match the other’s speed. During the quiet of the swim, he gave careful consideration to everything that had happened earlier. Now, he was even more determined to make sure that they made this work.

He had been serious when he’d said that he couldn’t lose Trinity. She had come into his life like a bolt of lightning and changed everything.

And he never wanted to go back.

When the water was shallow enough, he stood and walked naked onto the beach, hiding his smile as the lieutenant paused to ensure they were alone on the beach before following. He stood over Trinity’s prone form, drinking in her beauty as the sun warmed his bare skin. He waited for the punch to the gut as her eyes opened.

Yes, she was already his.

He felt it in his soul.

“You’re blocking my sun, blue eyes.”

Maxwell settled himself next to her on the sand. “My apologies, love.”

Trinity glanced over at Jackson when he stalked over and his nude body cast her in his shadow. He looked like a sea god come to life, with his tattoos and cut, muscular body. Her eyes followed a particular droplet of water that cascaded down his bare chest, changing direction as it slid down the angles and planes of his rock-hard abs. She wanted to follow the water droplets dripping down his golden skin with her tongue.

Looking lower, her breath sucked in harshly as she took in the thick erection straining from his groin. She wanted to reach out and trace the hard lines of his pelvic bones with her hands as she licked the water off of his cock like an ice cream cone, but she refused to move.

It was weird seeing Jackson standing before her naked while Maxwell lay next to her, gently playing with strands of her hair. This ménage shit was going to take a lot more work to adjust to than she originally thought.

She had been lying there soaking in the warmth from the sun, fantasizing about what it would be like to have two men in her life. The sex would be amazing. There was no doubt about that. It wasn’t the sexual nature of the relationship she was worried about, though.

It was everything else.

Jackson slowly lowered himself over her, his knees bracketing the outside of hers. She kept her curious eyes on his as he leaned down and placed a soft, gentle kiss on her lips. She felt the shiver race through her body and loved the way her nipples puckered the instant his chilled flesh came into contact with hers. She wanted to deepen the kiss, but it was over before she could.

She sighed as Jackson lifted off of her and moved to the side.

But she wasn’t disappointed for long.

Her mind went blank as Maxwell’s mouth came down on hers in a heated kiss as soon as Jackson moved away. This was not the light, gentle kiss that Jackson had given her.

This was a scorching kiss meant to heat her blood.

She moaned into Maxwell’s mouth and arched her back as she felt Jackson’s hand slowly stroked between her thighs, parting them so his fingers could trace circles over her distended clit. She pulled her mouth away and gasped for breath.

“We…we’re supposed to be thinking about this.”

Maxwell’s lips trailed down to her breasts, licking at the water droplets on them as Jackson leaned in closer so he could look into her eyes. “You can think all you want, baby. But Max and I have come to an understanding.”

Her eyes narrowed.

This should be interesting.

She wanted to ask questions, but she was having a hard time concentrating as Maxwell’s mouth closed over one of her breasts, sucking hard on her nipple, while Jackson’s finger slid into her wet pussy, testing, teasing.

“Shit!” she moaned. “Can’t think when you do that.”

“Good. Then, you can just listen for now. Max and I have decided that we aren’t going to make you choose between us. You want both of us, and we both want you. So, we’ll make this work. Together we’ll make this work.”

“Wait, Max,” Trinity said as she pulled lightly at his hair so he was no longer touching her. “Are you serious?”

He smiled. “Yes, love. We want to make this work.”

“There are obviously going to need to be some rules put in place,” Jackson said seriously, his finger stilling inside her. “Relationships like this take work…lots of work.”