It felt like she’d always loved them, from day one. Maybe she had. Nothing felt more right than being with them, loving them and letting them love her.
Nevvie closed her eyes and savored the feel of smooth skin sliding between her lips and over her tongue, enjoying his unique, tangy taste. The searing heat of Thomas’ body held her in place, his shaft taking possession of her very soul, his fingers carefully stroking her.
Thomas kissed the back of her neck, lightly brushing his lips over her skin, a wave of gooseflesh in reply as she shivered with pleasure. “Please come for me,” he whispered. “Let me feel you come for me, baby girl.”
Giving herself to them was no difficult task. They could have every last ounce of her being if they wanted. With a gasping, hitching breath she let go and moaned again as her orgasm hit, deep-throating Tyler and pushing her hips back against Thomas.
“That’s it, sugar,” Thomas urged, his fingers stroking her faster. “Give it to me.”
Tyler gently thrust his cock into her mouth. “Take her, Thomas,” he gasped. “I’m almost there.”
Thomas grasped her hips with both hands and took long, deep strokes as the last vibrations of her climax squeezed him. “Don’t hold back, Ty,” he moaned. “I’m close.”
Nevvie met Tyler’s gaze. “Get ready, sweetheart,” he whispered and she clutched his hips, holding him tightly as Thomas stroked into her. Then both men came. She felt Tyler first, tasting him and not losing a drop. Thomas groaned and took a last, deep thrust before holding himself inside her, dropping his head to her back and kissing her shoulders.
She waited until Tyler’s grip relaxed in her hair to finally release him, nestling her cheek along his abs, closing her eyes and savoring the musky scent of their lovemaking. His fingers gently stroked her hair, maintaining contact with her.
Thomas didn’t move except to hold himself up with his arms, keeping his weight off her.
They were all quiet for a moment. Thomas trailed kisses down her back. Tyler closed his eyes and relaxed but didn’t release her.
Nevvie didn’t want to move, didn’t want the moment to end. Her dreams never came true, ever. Now it seemed her biggest one had.
Thomas finally rolled to the side, taking her with him. Tyler put his arm around them, kissing Thomas and then her.
“Are you all right, sweetheart?” he asked her.
She nodded, her eyes firmly closed. Better than all right. Way better.
Thomas released her, letting Tyler hold her. “This is real. We’re not going anywhere. You have us for life.”
She felt Thomas’ hand gently rest on the small of her back. “We’re all yours, Nevvie,” Tom said, kissing her neck. “Forever.”
“I love you guys so much,” she whispered. “Please, don’t ever leave me.”
Thomas crowded close behind her and his strong arms encircled them both. “Never, sugar,” he promised. “We’ll never leave you. Ever.”
Tyler kissed her forehead and she opened her eyes to meet his gaze. “You own our souls.”
She reached behind her, found Thomas’ head, and turned to kiss him. “My boys,” she smiled.
He grinned. “That’s right, sugar, we’re all yours. Only yours.”
She looked at Tyler.
“And you’re our girl,” he said.
She nodded. “Only yours.”
He kissed her, long and sweet. “Only ours,” he whispered.
They dozed until mid-morning, with Nevvie securely nestled between them. After a long group shower they cooked brunch and retreated to their bedroom, Nevvie dozing between the men as they quietly read the newspaper.
At one point Tyler looked into her peaceful face, then at Thomas.
This time, Thomas wasn’t painfully ignorant of his lover’s thoughts. He smiled. “You did it,” he silently mouthed.
Tyler shook his head. “We,” he mouthed in reply.
Thomas leaned over and kissed him, touching his forehead to Tyler’s. “I love you,” he whispered in his lover’s ear.
“I love you, too.”
Thomas had to go into the office Tuesday morning. He carefully extricated himself from Nevvie, gently rolling her over to face Tyler.
Tyler awoke. “Hey.”
Thomas leaned over and kissed him. “Hey,” he whispered. “You two sleep in. I have meetings today I can’t get out of.”
Tyler glanced at Nevvie’s sleeping face, then back to Thomas and crooked a finger at him.
Thomas leaned in close, his ear next to Tyler’s mouth. “Can you get it today?” Tyler breathed.
Thomas looked at him. “The ring?” he silently mouthed.
Tyler smiled and nodded.
Thomas grinned and flashed him an okay sign.
Tyler mimed writing. Thomas handed him a notepad and pen from the bedside table. Tyler quickly scribbled something and handed it back. Thomas read it and ripped off the page, tucking it into his wallet so Nevvie wouldn’t see. They wanted it to be a surprise.
He started coffee, showered and dressed. Nevvie still slept. Going in alone, he’d take the Ridgeline and hit a drive-thru for breakfast. He kissed Tyler goodbye and leaned over to kiss Nevvie.
She stirred, stretched, and opened her eyes. “Are you leaving?”
He sat on the bed, brushing the hair out of her face. “You stay here today, get some rest. Just save me a little energy.”
She smiled and kissed his hand. “Yes, Master.”
Both men groaned.
Tyler was going to get up when Nevvie snuggled close and drifted back to sleep. He curled around her and closed his eyes. His dream come true, his angel safe in his arms.
She awoke an hour later and stretched. “Good morning.”
He kissed her. “How did you sleep?”
“Wonderful. I keep getting stuck in this great dream that the three of us are making love. Like right now, I’m dreaming I’m naked in bed with you lying next to me.”
He laughed and rolled on top of her, kissing her deeply. “Funny, I’m having the same exact dream.”
She put her arms around his neck and stared into his eyes, rolling her hips against him. “Then let’s not waste it.”
His breath caught in his throat. He nudged her legs apart, instantly hard, slipping inside her.
He dropped his head to her shoulder and took long, slow strokes. “I love you so much, sweetheart,” he whispered. “I’m sorry I couldn’t tell you sooner.”
She stroked his back. “I’m an idiot for not seeing it sooner.”
He stopped, pushing up to look at her. “Nevvie, look at me.” She did. “Never, and I repeat, never call yourself that. You are a brilliant woman, darling. Truly.”
“I’m sorry Thomas and I almost…in Ft.Myers…”
He kissed her, lovingly, deeply. “Nevvie, had it happened, well, it would have been all right. My fear was you wouldn’t respond to him the way you did to me. I desperately wanted to confess to you that morning when we kissed. But I love him, Nevvie. I can’t lose him any more than I can lose you. It would break my heart. I couldn’t risk that you wouldn’t have the same feelings for him that you do for me.”
He took a few more slow strokes, smiling. “Now I can freely love you the way I wished I could from the start. We both can.”
“He won’t be jealous?”
“No, love. Just like I won’t be jealous of time he spends with you.”
“Not that I’m complaining, but I still don’t understand how you two can share me.”
“Because we love each other, and we love you. I told you, we don’t keep secrets from each other, so there’s nothing to be jealous of. You complete us.” He kissed her again. “And I’m sure he’ll want to sleep in over the weekend, affording him plenty of time to catch-up on his alone time with you. We won’t be like this every morning.” He smiled. “We’d all starve to death, as you said.”