They joined Jack on the couch, flanking him. Pete, looking much less uncomfortable than upon his arrival, sat in one of the chairs. Pete offered Tim and Gwen a mild smile. “Thanks for this. I appreciate it.”
Jack reached to either side and took Tim and Gwen’s hands. “I don’t think I stand a chance against these two. Oh, hold on a minute.” Jack stood and disappeared into the back of the house, to their bedroom, she imagined. He returned a few minutes later carrying two photo albums.
Pete’s eyes misted over. “Oh, man. You kept them.”
Jack smiled, but she didn’t miss the sadness lining it. “Yeah. Of course I did. Haven’t looked at them in years, though. I couldn’t bear to.” He returned to the couch and sat between Tim and Gwen again as he laid the albums on the coffee table and opened the first one. Pete left his chair and sat on the floor by the coffee table so he could see them.
They spent an hour going through the albums, Jack and Pete even laughing a few times over some memories, both men shedding plenty more tears. Liam joined them, commenting on Gwen’s resemblance to Melodie. “It’s spooky.”
Jack looked at her and smiled. “But it’s a good kind of spooky.”
Close to midnight, Pete glanced at the time. “I’m sorry I kept you all so late. I need to head home.”
Jack readily embraced him, the two men silently holding each other for a long, melancholy moment. Jack whispered something to him, too low for Gwen and Tim to hear.
Pete nodded, looking close to tears again, and whispered back. Jack walked him out to his car while Gwen and Tim remained in the living room.
Tim pulled her into his lap. “See? This is good.”
Exhausted mentally and emotionally, she nodded as she let him hold her close. “Yeah.”
When Jack returned a few minutes later, he gathered up the photo albums with a wistful look on his face. Instead of returning them to wherever he’d stored them, he made room for them on a shelf holding other photo albums.
Then he turned to them. “You were right,” he admitted to her. “Part of me does still love him. I miss him and I love him, but you two are my life. I quit being ‘in love’ with Pete a long time ago. Even though I know the full story now, that doesn’t change the fact that I love Tim, and I love you. Pete was part of my past. You two are my future.”
Tim kissed her. “See? I told you so.”
Gwen led the way to the bedroom.
Their bedroom.
Jack stood in front of her as Tim pressed against her back. “I love you, babe,” Jack said. “For who you are.”
She smiled. “I know. I believe you.”
“Oh, good. Does that mean I don’t have to flatten the tires on the RV?” Tim teased.
“Touch that RV, and I’ll beat you,” she joked back.
“Don’t worry,” Jack assured him. “I promise I won’t screw up like that again.”
She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him. “And I promise I won’t screw up like that again, either.”
They quickly ended up in bed. Jack stared into her eyes, melting her soul in the process. She did believe him. She was willing to put herself out there and trust him the way she trusted Tim. To be honest, she’d known Tim longer than she’d known Jack. It was natural for her to have that easier relationship with him.
Jack was more than worth it, in her mind. “I think I need a good fucking from you, Detective Kelly,” she joked.
“Mmm. I think you do, too.” He crushed her lips with his. Heat flared deep within her as her world shrunk to encompass nothing outside the feeling of his hot flesh pressed against hers and Tim curled next to both of them, kissing any available flesh he could get his lips on.
“I second that motion,” Tim said, handing Jack a condom.
Jack smiled, further incinerating any remaining doubts. During one of their talks, Tim had confided in her that Jack had never looked as happy as he did when the three of them were together. Now, she could clearly see that. His smile held an easy, happy feeling.
She felt moisture pooling inside her pussy. Her clit throbbed, wanting to feel his hot shaft stroking inside her.
He pressed the head of his cock against her cunt. “You want me, baby?”
She dug her nails into his ass and greedily fucked her hips up toward him. “Does that answer your question?”
“Damn, girl.” He kissed her as he fucked her, hard and fast. “You’re ours, do you understand? I won’t let you get away again. If you really want to leave, say so, but our lives have been miserable since we lost you.”
His words more than his talented fucking were what drove her over. The sincerity in his husky tone.
The tears in his eyes.
“I love you both. I don’t want to get away. Just don’t push us away, Jack.”
He threw his head back and let out a loud cry as his orgasm hit. His cock rammed deep inside her, triggering her own climax. Tim leaned in and flicked her nipple with his tongue. “That’s it, baby,” he encouraged. “Come for him. Come for us.”
It wasn’t as strong as some of the orgasms they’d given her in the past, but it felt better than any of them because she knew exactly where she belonged.
Jack collapsed on her, taking her with him as they rolled to their sides. He clung to her. “I missed you so much.”
“Me too,” she agreed.
“Ahem,” Tim said, clearing his throat. “What about me?”
They looked at him and laughed as they held their arms open to him. “We wouldn’t be the same without you, Tim,” Jack said. “Who would take care of us and keep us in line?”
Tim moved in close and kissed Jack, then Gwen. “You two would be lost without me.”
“Absolutely,” she agreed.
Jack pushed Tim back and knelt over him. “I owe you a little special treatment too, I do believe,” Jack said. He bent down and sucked Tim’s cock into his mouth.
Gwen gasped, turned on beyond belief at the sight. “Holy crap,” she whispered in an awed tone.
“There’s room for two,” Tim said.
She giggled. Jack slid over, and she helped Jack work over Tim’s cock and balls with her tongue. Only when he was squirming on the bed and begging for relief did Jack sheath his lover in a condom and motion for her to climb on.
Jack knelt behind her, holding her as she rode Tim. Tim’s sweet blue gaze melted her. “Jesus, you’re so beautiful, babe.”
She felt beautiful. The men always made her feel hot and sexy.
He cupped her breasts in his hands as Jack reached around her and found her clit. She moaned, her pussy contracting around Tim’s cock as Jack chuckled.
“That’s the magic spot, isn’t it, baby?”
“Uh-huh!”
Tim’s thumbs brushed against her nipples, hardening them into taut peaks. “You like knowing we’re always panting after you, don’t you, baby?”
She ground her hips against Tim, enjoying the way he bottomed out inside her. “Yeah!”
Jack growled into her ear, “You belong to us, baby. Forever.” He nibbled on her neck and that was all it took to send her over the edge. Sobbing from the sheer relief of having both her men back, she collapsed against him as Tim grabbed her hips and pistoned his cock up into her until he exploded with a cry.
Tired and sated, the three of them collapsed onto the bed. Tim and Jack both wrapped their arms around her, creating a secure cocoon of love. “Sweet dreams, baby,” Jack whispered as he kissed the back of her neck.
She wiggled her ass against him. “I will, believe me.”
Tim kissed her lips. “Dream about us,” he said.
“Absolutely.” She pulled their arms tightly around her. “Forever.”
Chapter Seventeen