Atlas said, “Babygirl, we don’t just want to breed you and move on. We want you to be our forever.”
Phoenix said, “We want to raise a family with you.”
Everest drew my attention last. “So what do you say?”
“You learned bookgami for me?” Oh geez, that wasn’t the right thing to focus on, but I already planned on making a shelf to display their beautiful, heartfelt work on. “I mean, yes, I’ll marry you.” I still couldn’t move.
Thankfully the three of them got up, set their books on the table, and joined me for a hug that nearly suffocated me. So much man in so little space. But it was perfect. We were perfect.
And now I had an easy solution for what to call them… mine.
Chapter Twenty-One
Penny
Phoenix took my hand, and the other two made way for him to lead me to the black leather bench. Atlas and Everest didn’t go far. All three sets of hands helped me onto the kneeling pad, then leaned me onto the padded table section.
They ensured my comfort as they continued to gently touch and caress my bare skin. The question over how I would feel about all three of them touching me was answered with a resoundingso far so good.
“Are you sure you want us to use the restraints?” Everest asked.
Thankfully, I’d thought about it a lot before they’d gotten here. Bent over with my butt in the air was not the most conducive position for rational decision making. “On my wrists but nowhere else.”
“If you change your mind or get uncomfortable just tell us, babygirl.” Atlas stroked his fingers over my chin, which would have been more calming if his erection didn’t loom so close to my face.
“Yes, Daddy. And can you please get a blindfold out of the armoire?”
“You don’t want to see or touch us?” Hurt tinged Atlas’ words.
“I suppose that sounds weird, but it will keep me in the moment so I don’t overthink any of it.”
“Anything you want, sweetness,” Phoenix said. “Do you want us to tell you who’s doing what?”
This was already treading dangerously close to encouraging me to overthink. I kept my answer short. “No.”
Everest knelt in front of me, offering a reminder of my position. If we didn’t get this going soon, would I chicken out? “Is there anywhere we shouldn’t touch… with our hands, mouths or otherwise?”
“I have my safe words if I need them.”
Atlas knelt next to Everest and looked a little worried. Their intensive caring made the situation feel all the more right, although maybe we should have negotiated before I was on the bench.
But witnessing their concern empowered me.
“You can trust me, Daddy. Your babygirl knows she can tell you anything, even to stop.”
“Okay, then…” Everest kissed me then headed to the armoire, retrieved a satin blindfold, and tied it over my eyes.
Phoenix and Atlas kissed me in turn then strapped my hands in place.
“You’re ours now, sweetness.” The use of the nickname helped me understand Phoenix was talking even more than the sound of his voice. I was surprised how much I didn’t recognize without seeing him.
My cheeks flushed and the room got really hot as somebody’s fingers trailed through my hair, along my jaw, and then onto my lips, tugging my lower lip down before releasing it. His lips gently pressed onto mine. Phoenix?
I reminded myself not to think even though I had a pretty good idea of who could reach what based on where they had been standing.
Somebody else’s lips touched the top of my head and somebody else’s gently brushed over my shoulder.
Then the shuffling of footsteps told me they’d switched positions.
