Sweetest Sin||BookOne

What Is This

Kylen

That. Fucking. Shithead.

I seethe to myself as I storm down the stairs to my rental. If I were a worse person, I'd get in this rental and leave, but I'm better than that. That woman up there, Madison is her name from what I've learned, doesn't deserve to be neglected because she's fucking two gorgeous men who I'd prefer to be sandwich between after every one of my hospital shifts.

My mind races as I sort through all the emotions I'm feeling right now. Jameson always gave me the cold shoulder when I brought the fact I knew he had a high school crush on me. God, to this day I remember how he use to look at me with lust filled eyes while sitting in the pulpit with his father. I remember the small, timid, and down right beautiful smiles he use to show off when I was in his presence. My whole world came crashing down when he told me that he could never fuck me. He could go against his beliefs but not to that extent.

Yeah, fuck that. The asshole had no issue offing people when they pissed him or his father off.

I grab my medical bag and rush back into the house--my training kicking in. When I step back inside, the husband of the woman I'm about to see after is standing at the end of the stairs. His cheeks tint pink almost immediately when he sees me. I give him a small smile that he returns. We stand there for a beat too long, a throat clears. Reece and I snap our head to the top of the stairs where Jameson stands with his arms folded over his broad chest.

"If you two are done with your staring contest, Madison needs you." He gives me a pointed look, and I sigh.

"Yes sir," Reece damn near squeaks and I furrow my eyebrows when he timidly walks up the stairs to Jameson. The large asshole leans over and whispers harshly in Reece's ear while cupping the back of his neck.  I roll my neck before heading up the stairs to them. They both lead me to Madison's room which ends up being the master bedroom. When the door opens the smell of peppermint hits me hard. I must make a face because Reece is speaking to me seconds later.

"She said it helps her breath better." I nod and when Reece moves so that I can see his wife, my fucking heart stops.

Jesus.

I know she's sick but this woman is...she's truly...fucking beautiful. She has big eyes with an upward slant to them. Her nose is a perfect button with a little wideness to it, and her lips are so damn full, but still have an obvious pout. I can tell if she wasn't pale as a ghost, her beautiful brown skin would damn near glow.

Blinking rapidly, I get myself together without looking at Jameson who is burning a hole through my skull with his eyes.

"Hello Madison, I'm Dr. Trace, but you can call me Kylen."

"Doctor?" Jameson says in a confuse tone, but I ignore him as I walk over to sit on the side of the bed. Madison doesn't say anything for a moment, but she looks me dead in the eyes. Her tongue comes out to wet her dry lips before a slow, weak smile graces her face.

"I don't think my fever is the reason I'm hot right now." The gorgeous woman boldly says and my jaw drops. "Oh, now it's a harm." She continues with a girlish giggle. My gaze snaps to where Jameson and his lover boy stand side by side. Reece blushes profusely while Jameson rolls his shoulders before clearing his throat.

"I can tell who's the joker of the group," I say in a light tone.

"Oh, one thing you'll learn about me quickly, doc, is that I don't joke about anything." Madison croaks as she reaches up and pushes one of my stray hairs behind my ear. "Now please make me feel better." She all but purrs and I am surprised as hell when my dick begins to stir. I've never been with a woman before. Never had the desire to and never thought I would. I've known I was gay since I was ten years old. No woman has ever changed that. My gaze flickers to the two men who have moved to the foot of the bed to sit down.

With a blush that burns my cheeks, I begin my work.

Thirty minutes later Madison is resting and Jameson has excused himself. He said he had things to take care of, which is code for "I have new information I need to see after." I've learned all his slang over the years.

"You're wife is quite the woman." I say as Reece leads me to the room I'll be sleeping in. It's down the first flight of stairs on the second floor, and it's just as spacious as the large master bedroom above me.

"She is," Reece say softly as he help me with my bags. "But she usually means every word she says." I stop to look at Reece who stares intently at me. My eyes roam over his body and fuck, he's fine ass hell too. All lean muscle like mine, but yet, there's a softness to him. His eyes seem to always have that hooded look in them and he appears to always be in a submissive state. Like, if I were to tell him to drop to his knees right now, he would. The thought puts me off since I'm not usually that type of person in the relationship.

"What are you getting at?"

"My wife and I talked about adding a third to our relationship. After a while of searching, we gave up and then Jameson happen." At the mention of the man I've wanted my whole life, I feel my face harden, my jaw clenching.

"Okay?" I snap and Reece's submissive vibe evaporates. He furrows his eyebrows at me, his lips turning up in annoyance.

"I saw the way you looked at Jameson. You two have history, that's for sure, and you ended up with the broken heart."

"Shut the fuck up, lover boy. You don't have a fucking clue what you're talking about." I sneer.

"I probably don't." Reece says as he heads toward the door to the room with shrug. "But I do know that my wife has mention a reverse-harem before, and not in a joking way. No, it wasn't a fantasy from some book she read. My wife doesn't read fantasy, but she wants what she wants and I'm here to tell you this... Madison get what she desires, and I for one am on board with the idea."

I'm stunned stupid when Reece leaves the room after saying that, making sure to slam the door in his wake.

Reece

I run into a hard chest as soon as I slam Kylen's door closed. Stumbling slightly, I look up to see Jameson staring at me. He looks like there's a lot he needs to say, but doesn't know how to. So, I cup the back of his neck and peck his lips light.

"A reverse-harem," Jameson says the word tightly. He begins to walk and I know to follow him. We end up in front of the master bedroom door.

"Don't you dare go into this room and start something with our sick woman." I say as I grip Jameson's forearm.

"I came into this believing that it would only be me, and the two of you--never a harem." Jameson states in a hard tone, but I can hear the frustration, pain, and confusion in it. "I can share the two of you with each other, but with another man? I don't know. I'm possessive, Im needy, I'll fucking kill someone if they tried to touch either of you, now you're both suddenly hinting at a reverse-harem."

"Well it may seem sudden for you, Jay, but not me. When I married Madison, I knew all of her deepest, darkest, filthiest fantasies, and I was down for them all. That woman has always spoke on having three men at her beck and call. The only difference is, she would have wanted them all to be submissive. So you have but one single option and that is to accept it, because you know as well as I do that Madison is not going to change her mind about a single fucking thing. And don't try to play me like a fool. I saw the way Kylen looked at you, and how you seemed tense around him. You two have either fucked or wanted to. Do it, then come to me. Then, we will get Madison well and discuss where to go next."

"Are you demanding I go downstairs and fuck my high school crush?" Jameson blurts before letting in a sharp intake of breath. I grin like a fucking fool before slipping my hand into his pants, and gripping his soft cock in my hands. Licking my lips, I begin to stroke him while peppering his neck with with kisses. When he's good and hard, I release him, step into the room and look back at him.

"You're not allowed in this room until you cum is in his ass." I close the door in his face and lock it with a soft click.