“Enough from you. I’ll get some more out of a bag. If you want another bite though, you just need to ask,” Elias replied.
“I’ll keep that in mind,” I said throatily. I turned to Anthony. “More.”
He laughed at my demand. “Yes ma’am. Do you feel like rolling over?”
“Onto my knees?”
He nodded.
“Heck, yes. Help me out here.” He helped me sit up and turn so I was belly down. Elias leaned forward and rubbed my backside, stuck up in the air, then gave it a little slap. We’d been together often enough since October that I wasn’t squeamish in any position around them. They loved to see me naked, loved to feel me, kiss me, bite me. I loved it right back and loved to see the same from them.
I scooted over to perch over top of Elias. Partly so I could kiss him and look into his eyes, and partly so he could help hold me up.
“I love you, Riley,” he whispered as Anthony took me.
“Bite me,” I said to Elias, lying under me and watching my face.
“With pleasure,” Anthony said above me, misunderstanding who I was talking to.
I didn’t mind. Elias grinned wickedly as Anthony bit into my shoulder. The combined pleasure took me over the edge, and I came with my eyes glued to Elias’s. I wanted to close them and scream, but I forced them to stay open. I knew how much he loved to watch my face as I came apart.
Anthony wasn’t far behind me, having the same trouble as Eli–no stimulation for so long.
As he finished, I whispered three words I knew they could both hear. “I love you.”
We collapsed in a heap of limbs and napped for a while until hunger woke me. The sun was setting, turning the ocean a myriad of yellows, oranges, and reds. It was breathtaking, and I wanted my guys to see it too. “Wake up, lazybones,” I called. I was on the left side of the bed, and they spooned each other on the right. It wasn’t unusual for that to happen, as they both liked to cuddle in their sleep, and I didn’t. They’d stopped being weirded out by it a couple of weeks into us all three sharing a bed.
I made my way to the window. “Watch the sunset with me.”
They rustled some clothes on and joined me, naked as the day I was born. “This is a private beach, right?” I asked.
“Yes, but didn’t you notice the windows when we walked in? They’re reflective on this floor. Nobody can see in.”
I hadn’t noticed at all. I shrugged. “Well, that’s nice. I didn’t give it a moment’s thought earlier. It’s nice to know we didn’t have an audience.”
“Do you still want to swim?” Anthony asked.
“Yes, but after I eat. I’m starved, and Ididnotice the refrigerator was fully stocked.” I walked to my suitcase, which had been moved to the floor. “I didn’t even notice you move this. Which one of you did it?”
Anthony smiled. “I did. You were distracted.”
I looked down at the suitcase and sighed. I couldn’t reach it. “Thanks for moving it then, but could you move it back now? I don’t feel like battling my belly to reach it and get my undies out.”
Elias hugged me from behind while Anthony put it back on the bed. “Get what you need, for now, Coya, and I’ll unpack the rest while you eat. I’m not hungry.” They walked out and I heard them laughing as they went down the stairs.
Smiling, I found my bikini—the only bathing suit I owned that fit me. I managed to get it on without having to ask for help and made my way downstairs. Anthony was sliding a grilled cheese sandwich out of a Panini press and Elias sipped a glass of blood.
Anthony set the plate of grilled cheese and carrot sticks in front of me and headed back toward the stairs. “Thank you!” I called.
He blew me a kiss.
“Do you feel better after getting your belly full?” I asked Elias.
“Much.” He eyeballed my meal. “Humans eat weird.”
I arched an eyebrow. “What’s wrong with grilled cheese and carrot sticks?”
“Well, I know he used the cheapest processed cheese available because that’s what you like. We’ve always argued about that.”
