Love Slave for Two

Chapter 18

Nevvie awoke sometime in the night feeling comfortably sore and well-fucked.

Wow, what a dream! She stretched and froze when her foot touched someone else. She glanced over her shoulder. Thomas lay behind her. In the darkness she made out Tyler on his side, facing her.

Then she felt something around her neck and reached up, finding the collar.

She sat up. It really happened!

Used to listening for her nightmares, her gasp woke the men.

Tyler touched her arm. “What’s wrong?”

“Did we…?”

He caught her hand and kissed it. “You’re not dreaming.”

Thomas kissed her between the shoulders. “We’re all yours.”

They held her, reassuring her. She started laughing.

“I’m sorry,” she eventually managed.

Tyler kissed her, a real kiss with lips and tongue and teeth and passion. He left her gasping for breath, her heart racing. “Never apologize for showing your emotions. We love you. You can always talk to us.”

Thomas’s lips brushed her neck. When she turned he kissed her, differently, but as passionate as Tyler, his hand gently cupping the back of her head. “We love you, Nevvie. You’ve had us wrapped around your finger forever, it feels like. We’ll do anything to make you happy.”

“Please don’t tell me tomorrow morning this is going to end. Don’t mess with me like that.”

Tyler reached for the bedside lamp and turned it on. He cradled her chin in his hands and met her eyes. “Sweetheart, have we ever lied to you?”

She shook her head.

“Then believe us. We find you sexy and attractive, and we love you.”

Thomas hugged her. “Nevvie, we love you. As in we are in love with you. We want to make love to you. We won’t share you with anyone else.”

Tyler still cupped her chin. “I know it’s an odd little arrangement, but if it doesn’t bother you it certainly doesn’t bother us. Sweetheart, you own our hearts. Thomas and I love you the way he and I love each other.”

Her tears flowed but she smiled and fell forward against him. “I can be with you every night?”

“Hey, we don’t want you only for sex, sugar,” Thomas teased. “Of course, if you’re in the mood for a quickie at work—”

She gently elbowed him and laughed. “I don’t want people thinking I got the job because I’m sleeping with the boss.”

“Hey, you were sleeping with the boss. Just not having sex.”

She looked at Tyler and studied his eyes for a long moment. “This won’t mess up what you two have?”

“No. We didn’t plan to fall in love with you, but everything worked out so perfectly. All we ask is that you’re honest with us, talk to us. We will do the same. There will be times one of us wants you alone for a while. Or we might want to be alone. Or you might want to be alone.”

“No chance of that!”

Both men laughed, but Tyler looked her in the eye again. “Seriously, never hesitate to tell us if you’re not in the mood. Or if you wish to be alone with one of us, or by yourself, feel free to speak up. The only way this will work is if we’re open with each other.”

“I can sleep with you every night?”

“Sleep sleep, or sex sleep?” Thomas asked.

She smiled. “Both.”

Tyler laughed. “Sweetheart, we would love for you to be in our bed every night, if that’s what you want.”

She looked at Thomas. “You’ll still make love to each other, right?”

He winked. “Try to stop us.”

She studied her hands. The men let the silence lay between them until she spoke again. “If you’re sure this won’t mess up you guys…and if you’re not screwing with my head…okay. I never thought this dream would come true.”

They enveloped her with another hug. “Sugar,” Thomas said, “all we ask is honesty. Don’t cheat on us, we won’t cheat on you.”

“You won’t have to worry about that,” she assured them.

Tyler grinned. “I bloody well hope not. If the two of us can’t keep you happy then we’re doing something seriously wrong.”

She leaned forward and kissed him again, deeply, then dropped her voice to a sultry purr. “It would make your little slave happy to be fucked by her masters again.”

Tyler’s eyes widened. He instantly rolled her onto her back, entering her, plunging balls deep inside her wet heat. She wrapped her legs around him and met each thrust, knowing she wouldn’t come this time but happy to feel him inside her after months of fantasies.

Thomas leaned over and swept his tongue across hers, gently massaging her breasts, playing with her nipples and making them hard. “How’s it feel? Tell me how it feels to have him fuck you.”

She met his eyes. “It feels great, Master. He fucks me so good!”

Thomas kissed her possessively, exploring and tasting. Then he sat up and leaned in to Tyler. “Tell me how she feels.” He caressed Tyler’s backside and Tyler gasped.

“Oh, love, she’s amazing! She’s snug and wet and beautiful.”

Thomas kissed him and nipped his earlobe. “Then come for me. Show me how good she feels.”

With a cry Tyler plunged deeper still and she felt him coming. She wrapped her arms around him, stroking his back as he shuddered inside her. She pulled him to her chest as he gasped for breath while Thomas wrapped an arm around him, cradling both of them.

Tyler lifted his head and kissed Nevvie, then Thomas, and pushed his weight off her. “Are you all right, love?”

She smiled. “I’m fine, Master.”

Tyler chuckled. “Sweetheart, you don’t have to play that if you don’t wish to.”

“But I do wish to.” She looked at Thomas. “I think my other Master should fuck me, too.”

Thomas grinned and pounced, easily slipping inside her. He took his time, long, sensuous strokes, kissing her breasts and neck. Tyler curled next to her, her head resting on his arm.

“How’s he feel?”

She gasped. “Amazing, Master.”

Tyler tenderly kissed her, his lips nibbling hers. “Do you think you could come again for your masters, sweetheart?”

“Maybe in the morning.”

“Did we wear you out?” Tyler asked.

“A little.” She smiled. “But it feels great to be fucked like this.”

Thomas leaned forward and gently suckled one breast, then the other. “It feels great to fuck you like this.”

Tyler wrapped an arm around Thomas. “Tell me, love.”

Thomas closed his eyes. “Damn, she’s so tight. If I go too fast, I’ll explode.”

Tyler sat up and reached under Thomas and massaged his balls. “You like that, don’t you?”

Thomas picked up speed. “Yeah, don’t stop. God that’s fantastic!”

Tyler looked at Nevvie and held her eyes with his. Then he winked.

“Come for me, Thomas,” he said, his gaze never wavering from Nevvie. “Fuck our beautiful, sweet angel—”

“Oh, God!” Thomas thrust, moaning, and Tyler held him as he came. She stroked his arms then pulled him to her when he finished, cradling him like she’d held Tyler.

Tyler kissed Thomas then curled beside them, his arm still across Tom’s back.

Thomas finally extricated himself from their embrace. “Doesn’t seem fair you didn’t get to come that time, sugar.”

“Considering I fell asleep on you before, don’t worry.” She snuggled against Thomas and pulled Tyler to her, his head resting on her breasts. “Someone turn out the light so I can get back to that wonderful dream I’m stuck in. What time is it, anyway?”

Thomas reached for the lamp. “Almost five.”

She sighed, content. “Will my masters let me spend the day in bed with them?”

“Damn straight,” Thomas said.

They awoke around seven. Tyler put his robe on and went to make the coffee and get the paper. Nevvie went to freshen up. When Tyler returned to the bedroom, Thomas had Nevvie on top of him, his hands wrapped around her hips, bouncing her up and down on his shaft.

“Starting without me, are we?” Tyler smiled.

“I’m just warming her up.”

Tyler dropped his robe and climbed in bed behind Nevvie, massaging her breasts. She moaned and relaxed, kissing him while Thomas reached between her legs and found her clit. Between the two men she started trembling, and in a few minutes Thomas moaned as she came.

“Jesus, Tyler! God she’s squeezing my cock!”

“Then fuck her well, my love.” She leaned forward. Thomas rolled her onto her back, burying his cock deep inside her, the bed shaking as he thrust.

Tyler bent down behind Thomas and wrapped his lips around his balls.

“Ah, fuck!” With a last, gasping cry he thrust into her, shaking at the force of his climax before falling on his side, gasping.

Tyler patted him on the ass. “I take it you liked that.”

Thomas laughed and rolled onto his back. “Holy crap, that was amazing!” He kissed Nevvie. “You’re a dream come true, sugar.”

“So I please my masters?”

Both men grinned. “Hell yes!”

Thomas excused himself as Tyler stretched out next to her. “How do you feel?”

She smiled and rolled on top of him. “Horny.”

She enjoyed watching his face as she slowly sank his full length into her, so deep it felt like he almost slid inside her womb. Even though Thomas was larger, Tyler fit her differently, able to go deeper.

She leaned forward and kissed him while he put his hands on her hips, gently gripping her. She took long, languorous strokes, enjoying the way he stretched her.

She brushed the hair from his eyes and felt their connection take hold.

“Are you okay with this?” she asked.

She noted his split-second of hesitation before he nodded.

She froze, looking into his eyes. “Tyler,” she whispered, “are you really okay with this?”

He caressed her face. “If I can have the two people I love most on the face of this planet by my side all the time, then I could never ask for anything more.”

“That’s not answering my question.”

He smiled. “You and I are alike in many ways, you know that?”

“That’s why I know you haven’t answered my question.”

He crooked his finger and she leaned forward. He wrapped his arms tightly around her and whispered in her ear, “You and Thomas are my world. I would never do anything to hurt either of you. As long as I never lose the two of you then yes, I am really okay with this.”

“I love both of you, but differently. Does that make sense?”

“You meet needs in us that the other cannot. You enjoy things with him that I don’t, and you complete me in a way he cannot. You have made us whole in a way that we never knew we were incomplete before. I’d be a bloody idiot to give this up.”

She kissed him. “The brain and the biker.”

He laughed and laced his fingers through hers, prompting her to sit up. “Yes, my sweet. Lace and leather, as it were.”

She slowly rolled her hips and he looked into her eyes. “I love you, Nevvie,” he whispered. “I love you so much. Please don’t ever leave me—us.”

“As a wise man once said, I’d be a bloody idiot to give this up.”

He squeezed her hands and as she stared into his eyes she glimpsed a part of his soul that she normally didn’t see, without his defenses and snark, without his humor and safeguards to keep others out. She knew he already gave her access others, including Thomas, didn’t have, but now she felt she was a part of him. She also confirmed what she’d long suspected. Tom might be younger and defer to him in many ways, but Tyler was the more fragile of the two, emotionally and spiritually.

Thomas laughed from the bathroom doorway. “That’s a gorgeous sight.”

Tyler’s eyes never left hers. “Why don’t you come get a closer look, lover?”

The fire in those two deep, blue pools took her breath away. She squeezed his hands tightly, enjoying it when he squeezed back.

She felt the bed dip as Thomas rejoined them. He knelt behind her and cradled her against his chest, one hand alternately tweaking her nipples and the other sliding between her damp folds, caressing her. While his touch jump-started her climb toward release, Tyler’s eyes held her and carried her there.

“Come for me,” Tyler whispered while Thomas kissed the back of her neck. “Come for me, my beautiful angel.”

She didn’t want to look away but as the men brought her over again she closed her eyes and rested her head against Thomas’ shoulder. Tyler groaned as her muscles squeezed him, and his hands tightened on hers.

“That’s it, sweetheart,” he encouraged. “Ride it out.”

His voice finished her. She let out a primal moan of passion and pleasure. She caught her breath and leaned forward, kissing him, then started bucking her hips as she recaptured his eyes.

“Come for me, Master,” she whispered. “Come for your little slave.”

“Oh, God!” Tyler grabbed her hips and thrust hard. She felt something brush her backside and realized Thomas had reached between Tyler’s legs and stroked his sac, sending him into orbit.

She touched Tyler’s cheek, waiting for his eyes to open and settle on hers. He pulled her to him, kissing her.

“My sweet, sweet angel,” he whispered in her ear.

Thomas stretched out next to them. “We keep this up, I won’t be able to walk tomorrow.”

“You’re complaining?” Nevvie asked with a smile.

“No, not complaining. Tyler, she might even manage to wear you out.”

Tyler caressed her thigh. “I think I’m there. I’m totally shattered. This beats back rubs for a wake-up.”

“I think I need coffee and a shower. And a nap,” she added.

“We just got up, sugar.” Thomas grinned. “You need a nap?”

“I had a hard night.”

“Not any harder than us two blokes,” Tyler said with a laugh. “I could have cut diamonds most of the night. Jesus, you were so sexy. Did you have fun?”

“I had a lot of fun, Master.”

Thomas groaned. “Christ, I’m hard again. Nevvie, you can’t use that voice in the office or I’ll be screwing you on the conference table every day.”

Nevvie gave him a sultry wink. “That’s a bad thing?”

“‘Scuse me, Ty, stay right where you are.” Thomas knelt behind her, straddling Tyler’s legs, pushing her onto his chest. She met Tyler’s eyes and laid her head on his shoulder and kissed him.

“Sugar, you have the most beautiful ass on you.” Thomas caressed her backside and lifted her hips where he wanted them. “I’m sorry, darlin, but I’m dying to fuck you like this.” He wasn’t kidding. He was hard.

For a second she worried he meant something else, but his cockhead pressed against her freshly-fucked entrance and she relaxed as he grabbed her hips and slowly sank into her. He stroked her cheeks, massaging them with his strong hands.

“How’s that feel?”

“Mmm hmm,” she murmured, while Tyler caressed her back with feather light strokes. “Wonderful, Master.”

“Damn!” He fucked her, slowly at first but then picking up speed, each stroke harder than the last. “Baby, you are so hot and wet and tight, ah!” She felt his last stroke, harder and deeper than the rest.

The whole time, Tyler stroked her back and murmured in her ear, “Fuck him, baby. Take him, my beautiful sweetheart.”

Tom’s hands tightened on her hips, pulling her against him as he emptied into her. He kissed her shoulder. “I’m sorry.”

She looked at him. “Why?”

“Because you didn’t come that time.”

She laughed and pushed off of Tyler. “Hot news flash, you guys have set a new personal record for me.”

“Times in one night?” Thomas joked.

“Times in one year, not counting using my own hand. Don’t feel bad if I don’t make it every time.” She dropped her voice. “Sometimes my masters will need to use their little slave for their satisfaction.”

Both men groaned.

“Darling,” Tyler said, “you’re positively sinister with that voice. Give us a short rest, right?”

“Yeah, Nev,” Thomas agreed. “Holy hell, you’re a dangerous weapon.”

Something surged inside her. These two men wanted her, needed her. She could seduce them with her voice, not even counting what she could do with her body.

Damn, that felt real good.

She kissed Tyler, then Thomas. “All right, I’ll play nice.” She paused. “Until my masters are ready to take me again,” she purred.

“Incorrigible!” Tyler squeezed her hand. “You like that game, I take it?”

“Only because it’s the two of you.”

“We can play any time you like. For now, you can take that off.” He pointed to the collar.

“Don’t you like it?” She’d actually grown accustomed to it.

“Oh, I love it,” Tyler said. “But I damn near chipped a tooth on it.”

“Yeah, rhinestones seemed like a good idea at the time, huh, Ty?” Thomas quipped.

She tipped her head so Thomas could reach the buckle. He removed it, kissing her neck and eliciting another pleasant shiver. “Besides, sugar, you don’t need this to play that game with us. You already know how to get us in the mood.”

She smiled. “I sure do…Master.”

Both men moaned.

They took a short nap, then all three regrouped in the shower. Nevvie enjoyed the feel of their hands on her, soaping her skin, fingers sliding between her legs and over her breasts. They somehow managed to get out of the shower without making love again, although she noticed both men’s members enticingly twitching.

They cooked breakfast together. Nevvie donned one of Tyler’s chambray shirts, unbuttoned, while the boys wore boxers. Standing between them in the kitchen she turned and punched Thomas in the arm.

“Ow! What was that for?” He rubbed his bicep where she slugged him.

Tyler grinned then she punched his arm, too. “Sweetheart, what’d we do?”

“That’s for keeping me fucking horny all these months. Why the hell didn’t you say anything sooner?”

Tyler quit rubbing his arm and pulled her to him. “Darling, we knew the only way this would work was if you wanted us. Together. After last weekend, and then what happened on the bike trip, the party seemed the perfect opportunity. That way if you didn’t want to take things further, you wouldn’t feel awkward refusing us or changing your mind. Or if it didn’t work out for some reason you could blame the mood of the party. We didn’t want you to be uncomfortable.”

She couldn’t resist his damn eyes, recalling all his statements that now made perfect sense. “You’ve felt this for a while.”

Thomas enveloped them in his arms. “Sugar, Tyler and I love each other. We weren’t willing to risk what we had if you didn’t want us. We knew you wanted him, but we weren’t sure you wanted me.”

A wave of guilt washed over her. She assumed Thomas knew how she felt from all the time he’d spent with her.

“Oh, Tommy, I’m sorry.” She hugged him. “I thought you knew. I never meant to make you feel—”

“It’s okay. Obviously you have the hots for me. It’s nice to know for sure.”

She kissed her way down his chest, down his abs, dropping to her knees and pulling his shorts off. He moaned and stepped out of them, leaning against the counter, his hands on her shoulders.

“Let me show you how much I love you, Master, so you know for sure.” He’d been semi-stiff. At her words and tone his cock turned rock hard, and she wrapped her fingers around him, licking the tip of his shaft.

Tyler knelt behind her, holding her hair away from her face. “He loves that. Wrap your lips around the head and swirl your tongue, stroke the ridge with it.”

Tyler’s soft voice in her ear and the feel of his body electrified her. When he wasn’t coaching her he kissed her neck, his other hand gently teasing her nipples, turning them into hard pebbles.

“That’s wonderful, sweetheart,” Tyler cooed as she licked Thomas’ shaft. Thomas moaned, apparently enjoying it. “Cup his balls in your hand. He likes them played with.”

She did, and Tyler’s free hand drifted between her legs, dipping into her to gather moister and play with her now swollen nub.

Nevvie moaned around Thomas’ cock. He groaned. “Jesus, Ty, I’m gonna explode here in a minute.”

“That’s the point, lover.” Tyler returned his attention to Nevvie. “You’re going to swallow every sweet drop, aren’t you, darling?”

She couldn’t talk but took Thomas deeper in her mouth, coaxing more sensual sounds from him. Tyler now had three fingers in her, stroking her, feeling how ready she was. His own cock throbbed as he watched her suck Thomas.

“You’ll feel when he’s about to come because he’ll start making these wonderful new noises, and he’ll usually grab the back of your head.”

“Jesus!” Thomas grabbed her and pistoned his hips, emptying inside her mouth as she sucked every last drop from him.

Nevvie pulled him to her and tried to hump Tyler’s hand while Tyler held her. When he knew Thomas had finished, Tyler pushed her to the floor on her back and slid in, thrusting, his own climax close.

Thomas sank to his knees, reaching between her legs and gently tweaking her swollen clit. “Come for us, sugar,” he growled. “Be a good girl.”

“Ah!” She closed her eyes and arched her back. With one last thrust Tyler finished with her. Panting, sweating, they curled on the cool tile to catch their breath.

Nevvie found her voice first. “You realize we’re going to starve to death like this, right?”

Tyler laughed. “What do you mean, love?”

“We still haven’t eaten breakfast.”

They spent the day in bed reading, watching TV, and making love. By dinner Nevvie was pleasantly sore and exhausted. It was one of the rare times they ordered a pizza. They ate in bed, naked. As they curled up together before falling into a deep sleep, Nevvie enticingly wiggled her backside against Tyler.

He gently tweaked her breast. “No fair, sweet,” he mumbled. “Give a bloke a chance to recover, right?”

Thomas nuzzled her forehead. “I think you and I might call in tomorrow.”

“I don’t know,” she said, mustering a sleepy smile. “My boss is a hard man.”

“Jesus Christ, Nev. How the hell am I ever gonna get any work done now?”

Monday morning, Tyler awoke to the pleasant sensation of a mouth swallowing his cock. Without opening his eyes he reached down and found Nevvie between his legs.

She lifted her head from where she’d been having fun. “I wondered how long you’d sleep through it.” She returned to her ministrations.

“Not bloody long…mmm.”

Thomas stretched out against him, kissing him. “Good morning.”

“Mmm.”

“Think you can handle having Nevvie and me around all day today?”

“Mmm hmm.”

Thomas kissed his way down Tyler’s body, taking a few long moments to gently suckle his nipples, then kissed Nevvie’s neck. “Keep doing what you’re doing, sugar. Don’t stop.”

She didn’t, more than happy to oblige.

He continued his journey down the bed to kneel behind her, nudging her hips into position. She started to look back but Tyler tangled his fingers in her hair.

“Please don’t stop love. That’s fantastic.”

His words ignited a fire deep within her. She relaxed, stroking Tyler’s cock with her tongue and lips. He tasted different than Thomas but equally scrumptious. Months of fantasies hadn’t disappointed.

Thomas’ skilled fingers gently explored her, adding to the heat already building inside her body. She spread her legs further and enticingly wiggled her hips.

His deep, rumbling chuckle stoked her passion. “Ah, you know what I like, don’t you, baby girl?”

She gently stroked Tyler’s sac, eliciting another happy moan from him. She loved the feeling of his fingers tangled in her hair, tenderly encouraging her.

Thomas caressed her hips and slid his stiff cock along her slick cleft, eventually pushing home with a satisfied grunt.

“Oh, sugar, damn you’re fantastic!” He carefully stroked his full length into her. He curled his firm body around hers, one arm propping himself up, the other circling her waist and teasing her swollen clit.

“That’s it, take him deep in your throat,” Thomas murmured. “Jesus, that’s so sexy.”

Nevvie closed her eyes, lost in the sensations. The heat from Thomas’ skin radiated through her. Being held between the two men she loved—more importantly, who loved her—started her climb to orgasm.

She moaned around Tyler’s shaft and his fingers pleasantly tightened in her hair.

“That’s right,” he whispered. “There’s my good girl. You know how to take care of me, don’t you?”

Her eyes flicked up, meeting his. Those damn, sweet, spooky blue eyes that turned her insides out in a good way. She was their girl.

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.”

She tangled her fingers in his hair, loving the silky-soft texture. “Can I watch the two of you make love to each other?” she softly asked.

“Of course.” He nuzzled her neck, gently nipping and kissing her as he took several slow strokes. “It certainly won’t bother us if it doesn’t bother you.”

Her lower lip caught under her teeth. “Maybe one day I’ll want…that…too.”

He nodded and gently kissed her, tracing her lips. “If, when, that’s up to you, sweetheart. I promise we’ll never, ever force you to do anything. We’ll never hurt you.”

Nevvie touched his cheek. “Thank you,” she whispered.

“For what?”

“For saving me. For loving me.”

He stopped again, meeting her eyes, his heart breaking for her. “You never have to thank us for loving you, angel. We are the ones who should be thanking you for allowing us to be a part of your life. Simply let us love you. Let us take care of you. All the thanks we need is for you to be a part of our lives.”

He rolled to his side with her cradled in his arms, murmuring to her, understanding her emotions. To live her entire life not feeling truly wanted—worse, unwanted—then to have their unconditional love must be overwhelming.

His stiff member was still inside her and after a few minutes she gently rolled her hips against him. He touched his forehead to hers and carefully reached between them, gently stroking her.

“Let me love you, my sweet, beautiful angel,” he whispered. “Let me show you how you make me feel.”

Drawing slow, sensuous circles around her swollen nub, he held her with his other arm, his lips pressed to her forehead. “Just let me love you, angel. It’s all I want to do.”

Her breath quickened, gasping. Her other arm tightened around him and he felt her muscles contract as she cried out, burying her head against his shoulder.

“That’s it, darling,” he said. “Let me love you.”

When he knew she’d finished he carefully rolled them over and took long, slow strokes into her. He propped himself on his elbows and looked into her green eyes while her hands traced aimless circles across his back. She wrapped her legs around his waist, keeping him there.

“I love you, Tyler,” she said. “I don’t know how to explain why it’s different from what I feel about Tommy.”

“You don’t have to.” He kissed her, never closing his eyes, not wanting to miss a second. “It’s the same way I feel about you and Thomas. The same way he feels about us.” His climax built. He slowed, trying to prolong it, wanting to savor having her alone for as long as possible. He could let Thomas have her first because he knew he would be able to spend more time alone with her like this over their many years together.

“You know my soul,” she whispered.

He kissed her and couldn’t contain himself. With several long, deep thrusts he came, calling her name. He lowered himself to her chest, breathing hard, his skin damp with sweat while she clung tightly to him.

They eventually made it to the shower. Without talking they held each other under the spray, months of built-up emotions freed. They dressed without speaking, content to frequently kiss or simply meet the other’s gaze. This was what neither had with Thomas, that unspoken bond.

Before he went to his office to try to work she put her arms around him and kissed him, smiling, finally breaking their comfortable silence. “Let me know if you need your muse to come in and inspire you.”

He laughed. “Sweetheart, I won’t hesitate, believe me.”