Though my men still worked, they were working less hours. Part of that was we alternated joining Koh to learn what we could about Silence and accompanying Tem so that he wasn’t alone in the middle of nowhere, tempting fate to take him away while no one was there to witness it. And also, we were spending as much time together as we could. Even doing little things, like sitting in the steam room not talking.
I’d set up an easel outback and was getting ready to paint when Neph and Tem joined me.
“Painting the yard?” Tem asked as he stopped at my side and kissed my head.
Shrugging, I glanced around with a critical eye. I’ve already painted the yard several times, so I certainly wasn’t opposed to something new. In fact, I’d love something new. I could focus on the clouds hovering and drowning out the sun. That was new, in regards to my landscapes.
“Nothing in particular,” I told them. “Painting puts me at ease, so thought I’d welcome some peace, you know?”
“Do you ever paint people?” Neph asked.
“Meh. I’m not great at faces, though bodies aren’t too difficult.”
“Really?” Neph asked.
Tem shook his head. “Oh no.”
I glanced between them as Neph’s smile turned wicked. He joined Tem next to me, wrapping his arm around my waist. “Want to paint us?”
Tilting my head, I was trying to figure out why the mischievous smile. It seemed like an innocent enough question. “Okay,” I answered.
His smile shifted to show his teeth. “Naked?”
“There it is,” Tem said.
I laughed, feeling my face heat. “I haven’t actually painted nude models before.”
“Good,” Tem answered, pulling his shirt over his head. “This should be reserved for your husbands anyway.”
Without hesitation, Tempest pulled off the rest of his clothing and stood a few feet beyond the easel. “How do you want me, princess?”
“That’s a loaded question,” Neph mumbled, not taking his shirt off.
“Well.” I looked around before glancing at the house. “Think we can find an elegant lounge chair or something?”
“Yep, I know just the one. You decide where you want us,” Tem said as he walked back toward the house, grabbing Neph on the way by. “You’re taking your clothes off, Nephele. I want to see her paint our cocks.”
My face burned at his words, and I turned to walk away from my canvas to find the right location. There was a little spot that was hidden within a small cluster of trees that I waved them to put down the chaise for. We spent a few minutes adjusting it and then bringing my easel and paints out.
When Neph still hadn’t taken his clothes off, Tem rolled his eyes and pulled Neph’s shirt over his head. “Stop being shy. She’s seen your dick, hot stuff.”
Neph rolled his eyes in return, letting Tem strip him down until he was bare in front of me, too. Tem turned back to me with another gleam in his eyes. “While I’d like to see you paint our dicks in all sorts of aroused states, how about our first one is while we’re hard, hm?”
Nephele’s eyes widened. “How quickly do you paint?”
I laughed. “A landscape can be done relatively quickly because I’m practiced at it. This… not so much.”
He grumbled, setting a glare on Tem. “I’m not in the mood for torture.”
“A little pain will do you some good.” Tem winked at him. “Besides, I think we can enjoy our wife right after. Put our aching cocks to good use and fill our woman.”
Heat raced along my spine as Neph looked at me, waiting for my answer. I nodded. Always ready for one of my men. Two of them? Yes, please.
In response, Neph licked his lips, watching me with dark eyes. “Alright, fine. How do you want me?”
He’d been right. That was a loaded question. And the answer was sooo many ways! But deciding that this was a fun idea and I didn’t want to pass it up, I moved around my canvas to my naked men, enjoying how their dicks were thickening and lengthening before my eyes with every step closer I got.
Talk about the feeling of power in that. I gestured for them both to sit and lean back comfortably. Close. Neph sat on the left, a leg bent and foot on the edge, his arm around his shin. Tem sat on the right under Neph’s arm, which was thrown over the back of the chaise. Tem’s hand on Neph’s thigh, his legs situated slightly bent, resting on a stump close in front of him.
