Triple Play by B. J. Wane Page B

pinned against it. “You ought to be. You had a very active night,” Mac drawled.
    Ella tried, but she couldn’t prevent the longing his deep voice caused or the way their nearness made her nipples pucker and her pussy dampen. Dammit, she thought. They’re just too tempting. She tried to maintain her coolness, but she feared her voice came out as breathless as she was feeling.
    “Exactly. Again, what did you want?”
    “For starters, this.” Sam’s head swooped down and took her mouth in a deep, wet, hard kiss. He had no sooner pulled back than Mac took his place, kissing her with just as much intensity.
    With a low moan, she latched on to them, her hands gripping them each at the waist as Sam’s mouth moved down her neck and Mac’s kept plundering her mouth. The sound of a siren approaching the emergency room entrance startled her back to awareness.
    “Please,” she gasped, pulling back. “My work, remember?”
    “Sorry,” Sam smiled, not sounding the least apologetic.
    “It’s not our fault we can’t keep our hands off you,” Mac grumbled with a scowl.
    “If you didn’t sound so disgruntled, I’d take that as a compliment,” Ella snapped, irritated but elated at the same time.
    “Don’t mind him, he always sounds that way, especially when he’s horny.”
    “Horny?!” she squeaked. “We just…” she looked around to make sure no one was near enough to hear them, leaving time for Mac to interrupt.
    “That? That was just a teaser, a prelude to what we have in mind for you,” Mac stated.
    “If the times I’ve been with each of you were only preludes to the main attraction, I may have gotten in over my head.” She looked from one handsome face to the other. “I’m not sure I can keep up with you two.”
    “You won’t know until you try and see. We’ll be at you’re place Tuesday evening, about six. That’s your night off, isn’t it?” Sam asked.
    “How’d you know that?”
    Sam tugged her braided hair playfully. “We’re detectives, Blondie. We have our ways.”
    “What are we doing Tuesday?” She didn’t really care what they were doing, she would agree to practically anything to get to be with them again.
    “We’ll be doing whatever we want with you. You’ll be doing whatever we tell you. See you Tuesday.” Mac said cryptically.
    With that parting shot, they both walked away, leaving her trembling with unfulfilled desire and lustful anticipation. How the hell was she supposed to get through the next few days?

Chapter Nine
    Ella woke earlier than usual Tuesday afternoon, lustful anticipation having kept her awake. She hadn’t heard from Mac or Sam since Sunday, so she assumed they were still on for tonight. The past two days had been busy with work and visiting with Melanie. Melanie was still upset over having no recollection of what had happened that night or in the past two weeks. Between Ella, Mandy, and her family, they were constantly reassuring her that she would be fine and that the police would keep her safe.
    The blow up from Mandy that morning had not helped matters any. Mandy’s job as a restaurant manager was demanding and had allowed for little time for her to spend with Mel since she woke up. She had just arrived when two policemen showed up at the hospital this morning to escort Melanie to her house to gather her things before taking her to the safe house. Mandy had pitched a fit, again, about not being allowed to know where she was going or given a number to reach her. Ella had tried to placate Mandy only to have her take her frustration out on her. Not in the mood for her childish insecurities, Ella told Melanie good bye and left rather abruptly. By the look on Melanie’s face, Ella wouldn’t be surprised if they split up before this whole thing was over.
    Now that Melanie was out of a coma and safely ensconced away from this maniac, Ella could relax more and enjoy her time with Mac and Sam. Although, she thought ruefully as she stepped into her