Alexander had carried everything over and he handed her a plate while sitting across from her. “We realized we didn’t know any of your favorites. If you wouldn’t mind making us a list, we’ll make sure you have everything you want on hand.”
“Thank you.” A light quiver shook her chin. “This is…I never expected all this.”
“This is just the beginning. We’ve never had the chance to spoil you. We do now, and we plan on taking full advantage.” I sat beside her and spooned eggs onto my plate.
Harper built a plate with a bit of everything and we all tucked in to the meal with our usual gusto.
Halfway through her eggs, Harper looked up at the intricate grandfather clock in the foyer and gasped. “Aren’t you going in to work today? It’s after nine.”
“Not today.” I set my fork on the edge of my plate and faced her. “We’re staying with you today. We’ve spent two agonizing months without you.”
“We’re not going anywhere until we’ve made up for lost time and made sure you have everything you need.” Julian propped his forearms on the edge of the table and leaned his weight forward. “We won’t be letting you out of our sight. I hope you enjoyed your few minutes alone in the shower, because I’ve missed seeing you, and I’m not about to leave the room you’re in.”
Her cheeks turned that delicate shade of pink I’d learned meant she might be a bit embarrassed but also turned on. She shifted in her seat and wiped her mouth with the linen napkin I’d pulled from the depths of a drawer. “You’ve already done so much for me. You’re not obligated to stay with me or prepare my breakfast.”
“We want to.” The iron in Alexander’s voice and the enthusiasm in his expression stopped Harper from saying more.
She thought about it. The tiny little crease between her eyes gave her away, but after a moment of hesitation, she gave in with a nod. “It’s nice to be taken care of, but I want to be able to give back to you too. I already feel like you give so much more than me. What do I have to offer you?”
“Yourself.” Julian met her gaze, his playful smirk disappearing. “We love you, Harper. You and only you. There is no greater gift than to hear you say you love us too. No one else has ever given us that. Not individually and definitely not as a set.”
“You’ve already given us everything. All this, the food, the penthouse, it’s dressing. A show we’ve put on to give you a visual representation of how we feel. The love we share for you, that’s deeper. There is no physical object or thing we could do for you to show you that.” Alexander tossed his napkin down beside his plate.
“But we can try.” I draped my arm across the back of Harper’s chair. “We’ve had sex with you multiple times, Harper, but we’ve never made love. We never let ourselves consider the possibility that you might return our feelings, so we did our best to keep things base and carnal. I’d like to change that.”
“So…no whips and handcuffs and blindfolds?” She twisted her hands in her lap.
Julian grinned. “You almost sound disappointed. Do you think we can’t please you just as well, maybe even better, when we open our hearts and let love lead?”
“No. It’s not that. It’s just…” She trailed off again in that adorably embarrassed way of hers.
I brushed her hair over her shoulder and kissed the side of her neck. “Use your words, darling. You can tell us anything. There will be no judgment or laughter.”
Her lips parted when I kissed the soft spot below her ear. “I like when you use all those things.”
“And we will again. I promise. But not today. Let us love you in a different way today.” I stood and held out my hand. “Do you trust me?”
“Always.” Her smooth hand slid into mine, and I pulled her to her feet.
“Don’t forget that next time.”
We made our way to my bedroom, and the three of us worked to remove Harper’s clothes, stopping to kiss every inch of exposed flesh. She shivered and held on to us, gripping my shoulder when I knelt to remove her socks and pants, and digging her hands into Julian’s hair when he kissed the valley between her breasts. We move slowly, carefully, worshiping her in a way we had avoided.
She reached for my pants, and I shook my head. “Not yet. This is all for you. We want to show you how much we’ve missed you.”
“I’ve missed you too. I want to make up for it.” She tried a second time to unfasten my pants, and I locked my hands around her wrists, guiding her hands to the side. Her lips quirked. “Sure you want to keep things PG? I could go for a little roughhousing.”
God this woman was going to unravel every part of me. I kissed the corner of her mouth and nibbled on her earlobe while brushing my cock over her lower belly. “Trust me, this will be just as good. You’ll still scream for me.”
Her breathing hitched, and she arched her spine, pressing closer to my body until any hint of space disappeared.
I walked her backward to the bed, nudging her until she sat then reclined on her elbows.
Julian and Alexander sat on either side of her, paying careful attention as they stroked and teased her body with soft kisses.
I ran my hands up her thighs and over her stomach. “You’re so beautiful. The thought of you carrying our child is the most incredible gift. I never want you to think you have to hide anything from us.” Her gaze met mine. “We belong to you.”
“I am yours.” She bit her bottom lip when I stroked her inner thighs and inched her legs apart.
