“I - no, we - need to know if what Enzo and I did was okay with you. I won’t step in between the two of you like that. Even though I absolutely adore you.”
“You…really?” At my words, Emery’s eyes softened, as if he couldn’t believe what I just said.
“Yes.” More than adore, but one day at a time.
“But you didn’t kiss me when I tried. You kissed him. Gave him what he wanted.”
“Oh, sugar.” I swiped his lip with the tip of my thumb. “Enzo and you are so different. You surprised me, then he came out before I could do anything else. And then things went a bit too far. I never meant for it to happen.”
“I could have stopped it,” Enzo said as he knelt in front of us. “Ryker would have stopped.”
I certainly would have.
“Do you not want me that way?” Emery’s small voice was full of all the insecurity he carried around with him, nearly bringing tears to my own eyes.
I didn't stop to think as I pressed my lips to his. If words couldn’t be spoken, then maybe my actions would show just how much I wanted this man on my lap. How much I wanted both of them.
Emery was surprised for a moment, before his eyes slid closed and he melted into the kiss. It was sweet, innocent. Exactly who he was.
I let him take control the moment his tongue poked against my lips, seeking entrance.
A moan was stuck in my throat as Emery threw everything he could into making love with his mouth to me. My arms wrapped around him, pulling him even tighter against my chest.
Another moan came forth as Enzo nibbled on my ear.
“He may like sweet and loving,” he paused to bite down a bit harder, “but he loves dirty talk.”
Pulling back, mostly to catch my breath, I rested my head on Emery’s shoulder.
“You’re both going to kill me.”
Emery
The next few days went by as smoothly as they could. Scarlett showed up right on time to do our sessions.
She did give us advice on keeping all communication open between the three of us. There was some concern about us being in a relationship—her words, not mine. But really, no one could ever stop their heart from loving someone. Or more than one person.
Each night, I still went to bed with Enzo, only to end up in bed with Ryker. Like clockwork, he’d be waiting for me to join him before we’d both fall asleep after kissing for what seemed like hours. Sometimes, Enzo would be there in the mornings. Other times, I was left to wake alone.
I liked waking up to both of them still in bed. Those were my favorite mornings. Even though I was left wanting more in terms of physical needs.
I knew there had been a couple more times when Ryker and Enzo took things further than kissing, but I never drew attention to it. Of course, Enzo always made sure I wasn’t forgotten later on when he’d help me with my...uh, issues. It didn’t help that I wasn’t sure how to go about having Ryker do anything.
Was he scared to push me? Did he really not want me that way?
Enzo said differently.
It didn’t help my self-esteem, which was what Scarlett really wanted me to work hard on.
I was prepared to hate myself more than enough for the entire world. For the rest of my life.
Letting my breath whoosh out, I stared blankly up at the ceiling. Sleep wasn’t finding me tonight, even in Ryker’s bed.
“Sugar?”
I held my breath as Ryker’s arm laid over my torso. A moment later, the rest of his body scooted closer to me.
“You aren't sleeping.” His voice was raspy. It did things to me, too.
