Secret Desires Pt. 08bymadam_noe©
"It turns out there's a file on Mingham," Aiden said by way of greeting when she opened the door.
"Okay." Shannon closed the door and set down her purse on the entry table.
Nick was seated in one of the swivel chairs at the small table and across one of the beds were papers and folders strewn about. They had beers open and the window was cracked, an ashtray on the sill with a smoking butt in it.
"Suzie was here. The woman from the desk will send up the video but she was here, asking for Mingham." She didn't add the last part as they stared at her.
"That's...why?" Nick said.
"Let's wait for the video, but Shannon, at least we know she's okay. Suzie is many things, but first and foremost a survivor. I have police out, canvassing now."
A little voice told her they'd find nothing. Suzie was scared, gone to ground, but why was she looking for Mingham? "What file are we talking about?"
"Mingham hit town the same time as the Piementes. There was some trail evidence they helped finance his company, but it went cold after the start-up." Aiden swiped a hand through his hair and looked at her expectantly.
Shannon sat on the bed closest to the door and looked around him to Nick.
"It means we may have found the Piemente godfather, cher," he translated. "Only if we share dis with de FBI, de'll take dis case away from us."
"No!" she stood and fished out her phone. "I saw Suzie, I mean, I think I saw her, and she was here. Look!" She called up the picture and showed Aiden as Nick uncurled to his feet to join them.
"Cher, dat's a hard picture."
"I called the local police. They're searching Royal Street right now and they'll handle it discreetly. We have to find Mingham though." Aiden handed her back her phone and sat on the far bed, papers crumpling beneath him.
"It fits, cher. If Suzie and Parker think dis Belladonna Killer is after dem, she'd want to talk to Mingham, get it called off."
"We have to tell the cops, they have to find him! That must be why Parker and Suzie ran! What if they knew Mingham was the head of the Piemente family and he's after them? They're hiding and he's looking, they've gone to ground. He'll be easier to find!"
"Calm down, cher," Nick said, leaning against the dresser. "I got dis. Ran down dose numbers, lots of old contacts for de Piementes. I called into da local police, dey lookin' for Mingham now."
"So what? We just wait? Suzie is out there, scared, and we just wait?"
"Suzie and Parker will run twice as fast if they see any of us, Shannon. Nick's sheriff, I'm bureau, and you...she might get scared you could be hurt."
Nick read the tension in Shannon. "We don' have to wait, cher. Come on, homme, let's go pound de pavement. We just narrow down the search, but we don' approach Suzie or Parker, all right?" Shannon nodded, wringing her hands, and he turned back to the chair and grabbed his gun, Aiden pulling his and his holster from the nightstand.
"I'd feel better if I had a gun," Shannon grumbled.
Nick laughed and leaned down kissing the top of her head. "I seen you shoot, cher, I feel safer if you ain't armed."
Her eyes slid to Aiden who just smiled at them, no jealousy visible. "Nick's right. I'm sorry, sweetheart. You need to keep busy, so all right, let's go."
They walked and agreed Shannon should be with one of them and not go off alone. Nick admitted his style was clear-cut intimidation, refusing to pull off good ol' boy charm, so Shannon went with Aiden and they each took one side of the street. In every bar, restaurant, open shop they gave Suzie's description and showed the cell phone picture. Aiden had a grainy black and white of Mingham, showing a rangy older man, slightly soft in the middle, black hair gone to salt and pepper.
They went down cross streets a block in and up Royal a mile. No one remembered seeing either but they all promised to keep their eyes peeled. A few even meant it.
After two hours they quit, dejected, waiting for Nick who was working a bit more slowly. At a little café they stopped for iced tea and sat, resting their feet.
"You know, you always were strangely skittish," he said after a pregnant pause.
"Look, what we had was solid and real. Nick...he felt the same way. You know when you walked out on me all those years ago you crushed my heart. More than that, you broke Charlotte's heart, Lucy's, even Suzie's. Worst of all, you broke Nick's heart."
She slammed her drink down and sat up. "Now? You think now is the time to discuss this? My cousin is hiding from a very dangerous man with his own personal hit man at his beck and call, and now you decide it's time to make me feel like shit?"
"We're close, awful close. When we find Suzie and Parker and Mingham Nick and I are going to be very busy. We have unfinished business and limited time. If not now, when? When we find Suzie and you go running back north?"
He sat up straight as well, drawing close, and in his hard gaze she glimpsed that iron core he always hid behind an easy smile and innocent looks. "That's what it was. Running away when you were seventeen...I get that. You had a bright future and Belle Trouver is a little slimy hole in the wall that has a way of suffocating dreams. But you could have come back after college. You could have said goodbye. There was no need to run away like a thief in the night.
"The problem is that you're still running. Last night I thought we had something, and today you're running scared again."
Anger welled up in her. "Something special? I fucked Nick last night too, when we went shooting." She waited for his reaction but nothing came. Smoothing her hair back she glared. "Is that special?"
"I knew, and I didn't care. Don't care."
"What is this!?!"
"He's my best friend, I'm closer to him than my own family. He loved you like I did. He's never looked at another girl or woman in the same way. I want him to be happy, I want you to be happy. And the two of us could make you very happy." His voice took on a sensual edge and she found herself blushing furiously. There was desire there, more than a promise, something dark and tempting and strange.
"Don't make this more than it is. I am going back to Chicago, back to my life as soon as I know Suzie is safe."
"So? We're all adults. Why can't we agree to have a good time and leave it at that?"
Her blush darkened. "I ran that night because I knew-" That she could never leave them both. That even then Nick had a piece of her heart she held back, and if she gave it away there was a firm anchor in them both that would never let her leave, but Shannon couldn't bring herself to say any of this.
"How could you want that? You said you loved me, and let's be honest, there is always a part of love that is jealous. Yet you offered to...share me. How could you do that?"
He sat back, drinking a long sip, Adam's apple flexing. "Shannon, that's a complex question. I'm going to try to answer it as best as I can, but it's not easy. Hear me out. On one hand I don't feel it's sharing. I love Nick, and I...felt strongly about you. I knew you felt the same way about me, and I saw there were feelings between you two. Neither of you acted because of me, and that meant a lot. I wanted you two to be happy."
He took a deep breath. "And it's a fantasy. A dark fantasy. The thought of driving you out of your mind and...it's something I've always thought about."
She looked away from the intense heat of his gaze. "And you and Nick have discussed this?"
She saw him nod out of the corner of her eye. "We agreed not to push you, but damn it, I'm pushing you."
She scooted back and stood. "I'm heading back. I'll be careful, but I need some time to think."
His gaze shuttered carefully into the perfect, impassive cop look. "We're going to find Suzie soon. Think fast."
It took everything she had not to run.
Nick was a block away and caught her in her furious storming. "Cher," he said, looking into her eyes. "He's a good man. When we scared, we feel powerless. When we angry, we feel in control. It's an illusion, but every now an' then, we need the illusion."
"I- he- damn it!" She shook him off. "Then you try talking to him!"
If she'd heard it right in Aiden's voice, his desire wasn't just for her. It was for Nick as well. What angered her most was that for the life of her, she couldn't understand just why that turned her on so damn much.
Shannon found herself at the pool again. At first there were other guests, mostly swimming laps, two couples in the hot tub, but when it cleared she pulled her phone and noted there was enough of a charge for a call.
"Hello?" Lucy said breathily after the third ring.
"Oh, I'm sorry, did I interrupt anything?"
"Just doing my workout. It's called Insanity for a reason. I need the break. What's the news?"
Sitting on a chaise Shannon told her everything. The case, the sex, everything. The sex got some cheers, one cringe as Nick and Lucy were related, and finally a sigh when Shannon recapped the conversation with Aiden.
"I'll tell Charlotte you're close. The M.E. digs up Taylor tomorrow and we'll have some results by dinner, a few days for the full report. That old lady at the home is flattered by having a guard, even called the paper down there. The city had to file an injunction to keep her quiet."
"Well it's probably the most excitement she's ever had."
"So why are you talking to me? Why aren't you downstairs doing to double horizontal mambo?"
"You don't understand. If I keep this compartmentalized, I'm safe. I can go back home and..."
"Eat Chinese food, deal with snow in winter, and buy cats? Look, let's forget the insanity of trying to escape your home. What is going to blow up if you go through with this?"
"I open up feelings that have been dormant for a long time. And then what? Move down here? The three of us shack up in Nick's place?"
"And what would be wrong with that?"
"Lucy, I didn't tell you it all. I- um, I think that- ah," damn it this was hard, she realized. "I think Aiden wants a threesome in the true sense. I think Nick wants it too, but he doesn't realize it. And I think I want it so much it scares me."
"I'm going to find floss for my brain when we hang up, but what's so wrong about that?"
"Look, Lucy, it's a small town. Until Suzie took up the reigns, they still talked about my mom, years after she left. This is a hellacious scandal, but when it dies down everyone will wonder about the three perverts in the old house."
"We're a small town and we take care of our own. Do you want to live your life by what other people think? I think you're just scared this will make you into your mother. I'm going to tell you something only a friend could ever be honest enough to say: your parents were morons. Your mother always was a fool and you're nothing like her. She chased around every man thinking they were her ticket out. You got out on your own, got your education and now you can do whatever you want. You already surpassed her, hell you did when you were seventeen."
Shocked into silence Shannon could form no reply.
"Now you quit being a baby, quit overanalyzing every damn thing, and listen to your heart! Go down there and do what comes naturally! Quit waiting for them to decide your fate and lead them by the fucking nose if you have to! I'm hanging up now, good luck!" The phone clicked and the call ended.
Shannon stared at it, smiling slightly at the echo of the desk clerk's words.
She loved them both, she realized. She always had. Loving someone meant wanting them to be happy, and if Nick and Aiden truly felt what she thought, they were miserable.
Suzie could be dead at any moment. She could worry about it, or take her mind off it, knowing the police were doing everything possible. If she was going to figure this out, there was limited time. Perhaps she could help them to realize what they felt for one another, and still leave. It would be a gift she could give them.
Now or never, she thought. Time to shove her fears aside and take advantage of the situation. A forbidden fantasy she'd denied for years was in her grasp, all she had to do was grab it.
She wrapped the towel around her and rode the elevator down to the room. Inside it was dark, and she almost laughed. They were in bed, both asleep. It was late, but it figured. She finally had found the courage to give into temptation and they were asleep. In the bed they slept on their sides, Nick's knee touching the back of Aiden's under the sheets. She imagined them touching, imagined herself between them, and turned away, flushed.
Starting up the shower with a sigh, she set her phone onto its charger. She left the door open, wondering what would happen if they woke to her showering. Hanging her suit up, she stepped under the hot water and closed her eyes, letting it sluice over her. The fantasy came quickly. Nick, dark and lean would open the curtain, that knowing smile on his face. His hair would be loose for once, flowing around his face. He'd kiss her with hunger, and Aiden would slip in quietly behind her, his hands palming her small breasts as he kissed her neck. This first time, the three of them, they'd be too nervous to push too far, and the excitement of it would thrill them all.
Her own hands caressed her breasts, smaller and thinner, but the echo of sensation was enough to inflame her senses. She imagined tasting them, one after another, four hands on her body, her breasts teased and caressed and her pussy filled with their fingers.
She stroked her clit, running in the water so the spray hit her front, teasing her breasts. She cupped and plucked, teased as she feathered her fingertips over her clit. The pleasure built as she imagined Aiden's mouth on her pussy, sucking and licking, and Nick's clever fingers on her breasts, teeth along her neck.
She cried out, biting her lip, Shannon's body jerking with the fast and furious peak.
After several beats of her heart she opened her eyes, expecting to find them standing there, sleepy and aroused. She was alone. With a sigh she shampooed her hair, conditioned, soaped off, and was still alone. She closed the door to dry her hair and wrapped a robe around her. Emerging, she saw they were asleep. Still.
She had decided it was time, but she couldn't bring herself to wake them and start something. What Aiden had said rang in her mind, sending a shiver of arousal through her. It was a fantasy of power, with her focused, submissive to their passion, they key to something deeper even he was scared to explore. With that thought she dropped the robe and slid naked between the cool sheets.
Shockingly for all the day had brought her, sleep claimed her quickly.
She was warm, but shivering. Her world was pure colors, no sights, and then she felt lips on hers. Shannon woke to find Aiden kissing her, and sleepily she wrestled her arms from under the sheet, brushing something on the other side.
Her hands tangled in his short blond hair, and suddenly she felt lips on her neck. It was Nick, and she gasped. Aiden slid his tongue in as Nick toyed with the top of the sheets, covering her breasts.
It seemed like a dream, and part of her hoped it was, another hoped this was real. Her heart thundered like a scared rabbit in her chest as she broke from Aiden to clutch at Nick. His dark hair loose, it spilled onto her skin coolly, but his lips were hot.
Cool air hit her breasts and then she was covered by their hands. Aiden teased her, stroking her nipple with his fingertips, and Nick was forceful, cupping her, his thumb dragging across the peak. The mingling of their styles, so different, yet answering equally her aching need, propelled her higher.
She opened her eyes and they drew down, long dark hair spilling across one breast, Aiden's honey skin capping the other. When they suckled Shannon nearly reared off the bed in stunning ecstasy, moaning, lost to the wondrous new sensation.
After that she was lost. Warm, rough hands were everywhere, teasing her. Skimming across her hips, stroking her thighs, trailing over her arms, cupping her breasts while those hot mouths worked, she felt every nerve ending come alive.
Clutching now at their bodies she marveled at the difference, awash in sensation. Aiden was so broad, almost bulky, still streamlined and hard, and Nick was sleekly muscled, lithe and flexing with every movement under her hand.
She buried her hands in heir hair, almost curly and straight, delighting in the contrasts. Her fogged mind reached a plane of existence she had never dreamed of, luxuriating in every moment. Than a thick finger slid into her and she felt the shocking contrast of a slimmer one rasp at her clit. They moved with different rhythms and her mind gave over to pure driving instinct.
The climax built up inside her, an immense force, and it broke in shimmering waves. Every single inch of her body felt like it was on fire as she writhed beneath their hands and mouths, drawing every last drop of pleasure from her with unrelenting force. The climax broke on her wail and while she lay there panting, Shannon felt them move.
Aiden was gloriously naked and grinned at her sleepy smile of approval. Forcing the sheets down and free of her legs Nick left it to Aiden to arrange her. Neither spoke and she suppressed a still-sleepy yawn as they turned her.
His hands covering her breasts, Aiden kissed down her spine as Nick hunched over, claiming her mouth. She found his hard cock with her hand, delighting in the shivers that coursed through him. She felt her legs part and a glorious mouth covered her as Nick pulled away, taking his own length in hand, and pressing it to her lips.
Eagerly she sucked him in but he kept his hand there, teasing himself by letting her only lick the tip. Aiden fused to her, suckling, flicking her clit and she gasped around Nick's cock. He drew his hand back and eagerly gripped his hips. He pumped, setting the pace, and she followed, delighting in the control, letting her mind focus on his sighs of pleasure and the feel of Aiden between her legs.
Nick's free hand found her breast and teased the nipple forcefully, plucking, and when he pinched it clashed with Aiden's gentle force, exploding her into climax again. She cried out around Nick's cock and he thrust in now, and only Aiden's hand kept her pinned in place.
Before the shivers left her they moved again, leaving her bereft. Aiden lay back against the pillows as Nick drew her to her knees, and she eagerly took her old lover's cock into her mouth. With a wicked gleam in her eye she licked the drop of wetness from the tip and his hands sunk into her hair. Unlike Nick, Aiden let her set the pace, and behind her she heard Nick moving. The bed dipped and his hard cock probed her sensitive folds. With leashed violence he sank into her with a single thrust and she cried out around Aiden's cock.
Immediately Nick pistoned, thrusting deep, sending hot and cold shivers through her. His hand sank between her legs, burying into her folds to stroke her clit. It was madness then, they were all lost to the pleasure. Nick teased her and himself, slowing just when she was close, making her grunt and moan. Then Aiden forced her to move, making the sweetest sounds of need and surrender.
She gripped his cock firmly, sucking and licking every inch, determined to enjoy this one facet of power. Just as that delight washed over her, Nick began to fuck her furiously and she caught the tail of orgasm, far more distant then before. Clinging to it in her mind she increased the temp of her mouth and hands, determined they would all tumble off the edge together.
Nick grunted, making sounds she knew meant he was close, and on that thought she exploded. The orgasm claimed every nerve ending, ringing through her, her cunt so perfectly filled, Aiden so tempting beneath her. Nick shouted with her and then Aiden joined them. Greedily she drank it in as they moved together, sweaty and desperate, moving until their muscles gave out.