“Hmm…” He let it go for now. “Something smells delicious. What’s for dinner?”
I beamed at him. “I made lasagna.”
“That sounds amazing, thank you for doing that.” He frowned as he listened to the absolute silence in the house. “Is Mia napping? Where’s Sammy?”
I turned to walk toward the kitchen so he couldn’t see the look on my face. “Sam’s friend Carter is having a birthday slumber party, remember? And Mia is next door with the neighbor. I thought we deserved an adult night, just the three of us.” Myvoice had risen in pitch, and I cleared my throat. “Why don’t you have a seat at the table. Jerry should be down in just a minute.”
While I got the lasagna out of the oven, I heard Jerry come downstairs, and the two of them conversed in quiet voices in the dining room. They encouraged me to be brave, to tell them what I wanted, so that was exactly what I was going to do.
We all sat down around the table, and they both poured on the praise. “This is incredible,” Jerry said, moaning erotically around his first mouthful. I was still getting used to the way they doted on me, and I often walked around with a permanent blush.
“You really went to a lot of trouble. What’s the occasion?” Lazlo asked.
I folded my hands in my lap, looked him right in the eye, and said, “I had a doctor’s appointment today. He said I’m fully healed and ready for sex.”
Jer choked on his water—I probably should’ve waited until he swallowed.
Lazlo’s jaw dropped, but he was frowning. “What doctor? I thoughtIwas your doctor.”
“I went to see Doctor Follett at the hospital and—”
“Cedric? You went to see Cedric instead of me?” He looked devastated that I would see someone else.
I reached across the table and took his hand in mine, then took Jerry’s in the other. “I know how much you care about me and my health, and you would never risk hurting me. Doctor Follett could give me an unbiased opinion.”
Lazlo’s lower lip stuck out in an adorable pout. “I can be unbiased…” he lied in a tiny, defensive voice. Jerry had to cover his laugh. We both knew he had a tendency to be overly cautious when it came to me.
“Can we get back on topic?” I asked, trying to remain strong. It was sweet that they wanted to protect me, but this was getting ridiculous. I refused to be coddled anymore. I wanted to getdicked, and I wanted it now. I drew in a deep breath and said patiently, “Do you remember when you told me that I could have anything I wanted?”
Lazlo’s eyes flicked to Jerry’s. “Yeeees,” he drawled slowly.
“Well, I appreciate how you’ve both been very patient, making sure that I don’t feel pressured in any way, but there’s no need. I want you both to fuck me now. Please,” I tacked on for good measure.
Jerry ran his hand down his face, smooth from a fresh shave. “Well, I’m game,” he offered, winking at me. “Come on, Laz, you heard the man.”
Lazlo, though, still looked unsure. I didn’t get it. I woke up to his dick poking me almost every morning, so it wasn’t physical. “Don’t you want me?” I asked, trying to pull my hand back, but he immediately gripped tighter.
“Trust me, that isnotthe problem.” He sighed, nudging his plate aside. “If anything, I want you too much. This whole time I’ve been waiting for you to slip away. I’m terrified. This is all just too good to be true. I’ve always wanted a husband, a family, and almost overnight, it was all just dropped into my lap, ready-made. I didn’t even have to work for it. It’s like winning the lottery. But until now, I’ve never managed to find a single guy who was willing to commit to me for longer than a night or two, and now I’m supposed to believe I get both of you? It feels a bit like double the heartbreak to me.”
Jerry smirked. “You’re looking at this all wrong. Have you ever considered that no one man could ever give you what you needed? Maybe the two of us are just what you need.” He pushed back from the table and crouched down beside Lazlo’s chair. “We don’t want to hurt you, Laz. We want tokeepyou.” He reached up and cupped his jaw, turning his face toward him. “I love you both, and I can’t imagine a life without the three of us together.”
“Really?” he asked, his vulnerability surprising me. This whole time I thought they’d been the brave ones, but they’d been holding on to just as much fear as I was.
“Me too!” I wiggled on my chair, slick making these pants more than a little clingy. “I love you both too!” I stood up from the table, my food still untouched. There were more important things to do than eat right now. “And you know what would make me love you more?”
Lazlo laughed, rubbing at his watery eyes. “Is it sex?”
“Yes!” I paused. “Wait, I’m not pressuring you now, am I? Shit. Should I take it back? I didn’t mean it. We can wait if you still want.”
“You’d better not take it back. I’ve been hard pretty much nonstop for the past two months, and turning back now might cause permanent injury.”
“Oh, thank fuck!” Jerry moaned, standing to his full height, giving us a clear view of his erection trying its best to tear through his pants. He palmed the bulge, pressing the heel of his hand over it in an attempt to tame it. “If you aren’t in that bedroom in the next 30 seconds, I will take you wherever I happen to catch you. I recommend a mattress.”
Lazlo and I locked eyes, and then with a burst of laughter, we ran for the stairs. The entire way, I fumbled with my clothes, leaving an easy-to-follow path, just in case Jerry was tempted to get lost on his way to the bedroom. With my shirt over my face, though, I stumbled. Thankfully, Lazlo was there to catch me, and he helped me to finish undressing.
We tumbled into the bedroom, Lazlo hopping on one foot to remove his own clothes. There was no graceful way to remove skinny jeans. “How long do you think he’ll make us wait?” he began to ask, but just then, Jerry’s shadow filled the doorway.
“Not long.” Our alpha’s voice was tight with the tension visible in his entire body, in this moment a predator, stalking its prey.“Stand beside the bed,” he commanded, and we rushed to obey. Poor Lazlo still had one sock on, but he wasn’t about to risk insubordination to remove it.
