“Are you going to come for us again, sweetheart,” he asks, holding my hips tight as he pumps in and out.
“Yes.”
“Good girl.”
That sends me over the edge and I let out a scream as Eli pushes into me and comes and Dominic bites one of my nipples.
We’re all spent and I feel like I may pass out. Eli helps me up and takes me to the bathroom.
“You can’t leave him like that,” I say looking back at Dominic.
“He needs to cool off.”
“He’s going to kill you.”
“No he won’t,” he smirks. “Wash up, sweetheart, then come to bed.”
He leaves me alone and closes the door over. I guess if they’re going to fight he doesn’t want me to see. I’m too out of it to care. Actually, I don’t want them to fight. I pull the door back and see them standing facing each other.
“Well that’s a sight,” I bite my lip. They’re both naked. “Should I getsome Jell-o?”
Eli laughs and Dominic shakes his head then walks over to the bathroom. He takes great pleasure in flipping Eli off and closing the bathroom door on him. We can hear Eli laughing as he drags me to the shower.
“Are you really mad?” I ask, noticing the red welts on his wrists where he was fighting the cuffs. “Oh shit.”
“I’ll get him back,” he mutters.
“Will I be involved?” I ask with a saucy grin.
“If you behave.”
I laugh and we get into the shower together. I’m too sore for any more fucking and he understands that. Eli worked me over pretty hard. Not that I’m complaining. If they keep doing things like that, I can forgive them for this.
Back in the bedroom, Eli is under the covers, one hand behind his head.
“Uh, what are you doing?” Dominic asks.
“It’s big enough for the three of us,” he says and flicks off the lamp so the room goes dark. I have no idea what time it is. Hell, at this point, I’m not even sure what my name is.
Dominic lets out a deep breath and guides me to the bed. Eli was right, the bed is big, but they’re both huge and it wasn’t really designed for two men of their sizeandanother person.
I rest my head on Dominic’s chest as Eli pushes up behind me, wrapping an arm around my waist.
No one speaks, but we all understand the deeper meaning here. Up until now, we’ve fucked and separated.
This is different. This is acceptance. Begrudging or not, Dominic is staying, and he cups my hand, holding it over his heart.
Maybe I can forgive them for kidnapping me and thinking they can swoop in and take over my life.
Not happening.
For now, I can bask in this feeling, burrowing into the warmth of two men who are getting under my skin. In the morning, they’re going to remember who they’re dealing with.
I wake up alone and more than a little disappointed, then I remember what I have to do today and steel myself. It takes a lot to drag myself out of bed, I can still smell them, feel the warmth in the sheets left behind by their bodies. And if I keep my eyes closed, I can still feel them wrapped around me.
Enough of that, it’s time to show them who is the boss. I take a shower, dress in my clothes from yesterday, minus the underwear Eli tore in half and head downstairs.
“Do you own a suit?” I walk into the kitchen, deciding to take the bull by the horns.
