A Perfect Trifecta: Delta Heat, Book 3 Read Online Free Page B

let everything progress naturally, with a little nudge from her every now and then to keep things moving along.
    The teams faced off again, players bent, bodies tensing as the firehouse quarterback took the snap and shuffled back, his arm raised. The ball spiraled toward Sorensen, who gave a little leap and cuddled it against his chest a second before Gus reached out and snagged the flag, then gave him a deliberate shove. Aiden, who’d blocked Gus, then trailed Craig’s agile run for the QB, didn’t bother stopping when Gus caught the flag. Once again he slammed into Craig, more gently than before but still taking him down.
    Jenn smiled as the men gasped for breath, facing each other. She could already imagine how they’d look together naked. Could already sense how intense the sex would be. She only hoped she wouldn’t be a bystander as the two men succumbed to their powerful attraction.
    They drew apart, and again Aiden reached down a hand to help Craig to his feet. Craig weaved for a second. Aiden cupped his shoulder to steady him before he turned away. Aiden’s glance rose and met hers for a long moment. A small, satisfied smile curved his firm mouth.
    Jenn released a deep sigh, already imagining how he would reward her for her gift. She raised her hand and blew him a kiss. He gave her an answering wink, no amusement gleaming in his eyes, just a hot, dark promise. She ambled toward Craig’s team bench to wait, and to issue an invitation.

Chapter Three
    Butterflies in his belly, Craig approached the room Jenn had reserved for the night. The main salon was hopping. Music blaring, three scenes going at the same time on the corner stages. He didn’t so much as glance up to see what was happening. He didn’t want to be distracted.
    His body ached. Livid bruises stretched and bunched with his movements as he strolled down the hallway. Each twinge sent heat soaring through his veins. Aiden had worked him over good on the football field that morning. Considering all the action around them, it was quite a feat that Aiden had managed to deliver dull blows to different parts of Craig’s body. Both buttocks throbbed. One shoulder wore a pretty yellow and purple flare. Craig had thought he only loved the sharp sting of leather or the stretch of his balls, but Aiden had given him something better than the superficial marks. Something deeper. He’d left the park this morning aching from head to toe, pleasure searing his cheeks.
    Mondo had stopped beside his vehicle before he’d left and given him a look—one that took in every grass stain, every rip in the fabric of his sweats. Craig had met Mondo’s gaze with a direct one of his own.
    “Aiden’s good,” Mondo had said in that voice of his, flavored with Spanish and his own brand of male sensuality.
    Craig wasn’t immune to the hypnotic pull of that simmering voice. “A good player, yeah,” he’d said, not sure if he should acknowledge more.
    “Play by the rules. He’ll lead.”
    Craig ducked his head to sever the intense stare. “Jenn asked if I wanted to play.”
    Mondo nodded. “Don’t worry about what we’ll think.”
    Craig shrugged. “I’m not worried. It’s not like I haven’t had a man’s dick in my mouth before,” he said with a quick, wry smile.
    “But you were playing at subbing. This is more.”
    Craig raised his face. “Mondo…” He inhaled, pausing as he chose his words. “I don’t understand what’s happening. Why I’m…”
    “Attracted to him?” Mondo’s mouth curved. “Some of us aren’t hardwired to want a particular thing. It’s not about sex. But about what we need. You, my friend, love the ladies, but you’ve never loved just one. Why is that? You like the way they smell, the way they feel. You like women. Deep down. But you need something that doesn’t have a thing to do with gender. Don’t get so hung up on what that something is. Be free to explore.”
    Craig hadn’t known he needed that reassurance until it was