Liam looks up at me over her shoulder. For a moment, we both pause there, holding her between us, holding each other in this moment. Neither of us turns away.
We both acutely understand the quiet, aching truth of nearly having waited too long.
I start to move again. Not thrusting, sliding. My chest hovers lightly against her back, let her feel me. My hand slides from her belly to her breast, cupping it gently, thumb circling her nipple. She arches slightly in response, a soft gasp slipping from her lips.
Liam kisses the center of her chest. His hands trail along her thighs, her hips, her waist. We touch her like she’s a prayer we never learned properly until now.
I feel her relax between us, the last edge of guardedness dissolving.
“I need this,” she whispers as her pussy relaxes, not in climax, but in trust.
Liam lifts his head and kisses her mouth, emitting a sound I’ve never heard from him before, somewhere between relief and awe. Her hand slides into his hair. I kiss the side of her neck. My hand finds Liam’s and I link our fingers together.
We move again, carefully. My hips roll forward, and Liam’s lift slightly to meet me. Not hurried or forceful. Enough to remind her we’re with her. Choosing her, and each other.
Our cocks glide together inside her, and she whimpers softly. Somehow, we keep the pace languid, not letting the heat override the vow.
“I’m not hidin’ anymore,” I promise.
Liam kisses her again. “Me either.”
“I know.” She nods. “Iknow.”
Liam kisses her collarbone. His face is vulnerable. Beautiful. I don’t think I’ve ever seen him look like this, destroyed and safe at the same time. She’s given us something precious.
Her truth. Her body. Her trust. Her heart.
I thrust again. Her pussy flutters. His cock throbs.
I can tell we’re both close now.
My fingers flex as I try to stay in control, but it’s slipping. She’s pulling it out of me. Out of us both.
“I love you,” Liam rasps.
“I love you both,” she breathes, her hand reaches back to curl around my neck.
“I’m yours,” I say to both of them. “All in. No more hiding.”
Liam’s cock twitches once and he spills into her, thick and hot, coating my cock as I move against him. Her pussy ripples, milking him, keeping us deep.
She breathes out, faint, aching, and I feel her start to tip over with the certainty of what we’re giving her.
Everything.
I thrust once more. The heat builds sharp and sudden. My release takes me before I can prepare for it.
She quivers and cries out with her own climax as I empty into her every ounce of shame, every lie I ever told myself, every moment I kept her in the dark.
After, we hold her.
I bury my face in her neck. “We’re notgoin’ anywhere.”
Our new normal envelopes us.
No more shadows.
No more rules.
