She nodded and Aiden stared as she looked up into Wren’s face with such adoration and love. It was powerful and beautiful and he could watch their connection forever. He so desperately wanted to.
“So Aiden will have a future there,” she said. “But what about you, Wren?”
“I’m sure I could build new connections there. Transitions of the kind the royal family in Athawick is trying to enact are always fraught with troubles. I’m sure they’d also welcome an experienced investigator to assist with thorny troubles. And if they wouldn’t? Then I’ll find something else to do. I’ll become a fisherman or a shopkeep or…or a vicar.”
At that, Emilia laughed. “A bit too wicked for that, aren’t you?”
Wren grinned. “Perhaps.”
“Emilia, I swear to you,” Aiden said, finally stepping closer and joining their circle of devotion and love. He drew his fingers into her hair and placed his opposite hand on Wren’s hip. “I swear to you that the future together will be so much better than any future apart.”
She seemed to ponder that a moment. “Hux said something to me on the terrace this afternoon. He said that I might not be able to guess that you would resent me for drawing you away from your lives. But I can’t forget that there would also be resentment if I took away what we could be to each other.”
“I would never resent you, no matter what decisions you made,” Aiden said. “But we’ve lost too much time together due to fear. I don’t want to lose another moment.”
“Please, Emilia,” Wren whispered before he bent his head and kissed her. When she relaxed against him, he drew back and turned her toward Aiden so he could do the same. He tucked her closer to him, loving how her body molded to his so perfectly, reveling in her flavor, the way her tongue swirled with his in a dance of pleasure.
He drew back with difficulty. Now was the time to ask her for what he and Wren wanted. One last time, and pray it would be enough. “Please, please my love. Chooseus.”
* * *
Emilia
Emilia was shaking as she stared into the eyes of the two men she loved, standing there together, arms around each other, waiting for her to decide what their futures would hold. Her fears remained, but they had been softened considerably by her conversation earlier in the day with Hux and this one tonight. What had definitely become stronger was her hope.
She had hope for what they could share and be together in the new life they could make in Athawick. She had hope to be happy again, as she hadn’t truly been until they had been reunited.
The hope won. She nodded slowly. “Yes,” she said, her voice breaking and her eyes stinging with tears of joy. “Yes. I want a life together. I always have. And if you two are brave enough to risk it, I must be too.”
They moved on her together, Wren’s mouth finding hers, Aiden’s arms gripping around them both. What started as a happy embrace of love, though, swiftly shifted to something more heated. Wren turned his face toward Aiden and their mouths met, too, as Emilia began to unbutton Wren’s jacket. She needed these men, both of these men. She needed to stake the final claim on the future they would build.
She needed pleasure after this day of worry and fear and, at last, surrender.
They were wordless as they touched and kissed and undressed each other. After so many days and nights this way, it was all soeasy. Aiden unbuttoned her gown as she shoved Wren’s jacket away and tugged the buttons of his shirt so he could pull it over his head. Immediately she put her mouth on his skin, sucking a path down his chest while she pushed her dress away. As she dropped to her knees to unfasten his trousers, Wren undressed Aiden and the two men kissed above her.
She pulled Wren’s cock to her lips. She stroked the sensitive head against her cheek before she licked him and finally took him into her throat.
He made a garbled sound of pleasure and Aiden’s husky laugh made her pussy clench with need. She glanced up at Wren, smiling at him from around his cock. He shook his head.
“You two will be the death of me,” he said, but he didn’t pull away. Instead he unfastened Aiden’s fall front and lowered the placard.
Emilia groaned around his cock and slid him free from her lips, instead stroking him with her hand as she turned her attention to Aiden. She swirled her tongue around his length and sucked him gently. Back and forth she pleasured them with her mouth, loving how they surged for her, needy and panting between their own sweet, passionate kisses.
“Please,” she panted at last as she got back to her feet. “I need you both. Now!”
She didn’t have to ask twice. They staggered toward the bed together, hands stroking and mouths seeking. Wren leaned against the high edge and caught her by the hips, lifting her up as she let out a squeal of surprise. He positioned her carefully and Aiden reached between them to help Wren take her in one wet stroke. She ground against him, wild with passion. Already her sensitive body trembled, pleasure inching up with every relentless thrust.
Aiden had stepped away, but now she felt him at her back again. He kissed her shoulders, licked her neck as she moaned and then his fingers trailed down her spine and into the globes of her arse.
Wren slowed his thrusts as Aiden prepared her for his cock. She whimpered at how he teased the rosette of her bottom, then stretched her deliciously with his fingers. When she was so close to the edge that she feared she’d fall without him, he pressed his cock to her and glided forward.
She came at once with the fullness of them, the feel of them rubbing together inside of her. She bucked between them as they worked her back and forth, their hands gripping at each other, their mouths sucking her skin.
“Fuck,” Wren groaned as he came hot and heavy inside of her.
She whimpered as she kissed him, sucking his tongue gently before she drew back and smiled at him. “Play with him,” she whispered. “I want him to lose control.”
Wren’s eyes lit up and he nodded as he slipped from beneath her, leaving her to bend over the edge of the bed as Aiden continued to slowly fuck her arse. She looked over her shoulder, watching him track Wren as he moved around behind Aiden. She could tell when he’d begun to finger him by the way Aiden’s thrusts increased.
