His fingers dug into my hips as his seed spilt. Rain hammered into me a few more times before pulling out.
When I thought I could take no more, Shotgun slapped my ass, and moments later, his cock was inside my pussy in replacement.
Rain slid down between our legs and began tonguing me. I realised that Rain was also playing with Shotgun’s balls, and I screamed as Shotgun pounded into me and Rain claimed my clit.My second orgasm exploded out of the blue, and Shotgun also came with a shout.
Worn out, I collapsed on the bed, tangled in limbs.
Rain pulled me close, wrapping me up while Shotgun got up and returned with a washcloth. Shotgun cleaned the three of us up and then climbed into bed with us. His strong arms wrapped around Rain and me.
“When can we go again?” I asked sleepily, and both men chuckled.
“Give us a few minutes,” Shotgun replied.
I smiled. I’d never been so spoiled.
???
I thought it would have been strange watching Rain give Shotgun a blow job, but it was anything but. Actually, it was as hot as fuck and hotter when Shotgun took him while Rain once again went down on me. Nothing was weird. I wasn’t sure if that was because of the ease between Shotgun and Rain or because I was their missing piece.
We spent the entire weekend together, and it felt natural to me. Rain and Shotgun were going out of their way to ensure that I didn’t feel pressured, but it was the opposite. Both of them were caring and attentive, not just towards me but to each other. I honestly was lucky to be around them and knew this was something I wanted to continue exploring.
“Are you okay?” Rain asked as I stared out of the window.
“Yes, just thinking,” I replied, and I felt his guard go up.
“Want to share?”
“I’d like to try, but slowly. Let’s date, have days out, sleepovers.”
Shotgun spoke from behind. “Us being in public together could be an issue. Rain likes PDA, for all he can have a stick up his ass.”
Anxiously, I turned on the stool I was sitting on. “Explain.”
“If I’ve got my arm around your waist, Rain might wanna hold your hand. If he’s got an arm around you, I might throw one around his shoulder. People will stare,” Shotgun elaborated.
“Liar,” I whispered, and Shotgun stared.
“Why?”
“Because you two don’t show PDA because neither of you has told your families. You’d both be on guard, wary and alert. You know too many people,” I pointed at Shotgun, “to be comfortable with PDA with Rain in public. And you’re scared because you worked with that asshole. What you’re worried about is if you both hold my hands and someone makes a comment that I’m a slut.”
Rain and Shotgun both cocked their heads and regarded me. Neither of them could deny my words because they knew they were the truth. It was heartbreaking that they felt they had to hide their love. Love wasn’t anything to be ashamed of. It was small-minded people who judged others who desperately needed the very thing they enjoyed shitting on. It was clear those assholes had never experienced real love, or they’d believe as I did. Love should be celebrated whether heterosexual or other in my mind, and I really didn’t care what anyone else thought. Love was to be cherished and nurtured.
“Finished?” Shotgun asked.
“Yup.”
“You’ve not walked in our shoes,” he replied with a scowl.
“No, I haven’t, but you’re asking me to. You’re asking me to make a leap of faith here. Triads aren’t something I’m familiar with. My cousins and grandparents will support me, but others? I don’t imagine they’ll be as supportive. This could cost me jobs,get me blacklisted if someone really takes offence, and I could lose everything. But I’m willing to take a risk. Ask me why.”
Shotgun eyed me, and I couldn’t read his thoughts. Rain, on the other hand, looked like he was second-guessing himself.
“Ask,” I pushed.
“Why?” Rain snapped.
“Because love is worth it. And you two have so much love inside you, I want some. I wanna be part of this and screw the naysayers. I’m willing to risk everything, are you?”
