They’re on the balcony when I come in, two tall silhouettes locked in an embrace and kissing in the dark.I don’t interrupt.
I slip into the bathroom and let the shower take the day off me, warm water chasing away grease and grit and the sticky arousal that’s been dripping between my legs since Jag’s visit.
When I step back into the bedroom, I don’t bother with clothes.
Jag stands near the bed, and Wolf sits on the edge, both wearing tight briefs and nothing else.
They watch me approach, their expressions unreadable.
Meanwhile, I unravel with every step I erase between us.The fire inside me isn’t just hunger.Affection dances in the blaze along with the certainty that I’m wanted exactly as I am.
My pulse lifts.My smile comes easy.I cross the room feeling happier and hornier than I’ve ever been.Love does this to me.It makes me giddy and wanton.
“We need your consent, Dovey.”Wolf reaches for my hand.
“You have it.”
“You don’t even know what you’re consenting to.”Jag shifts his weight, subtly adjusting the bulge in his briefs.
“I’m consenting to sex with both of you, for now and forever, in all the positions.Anal, DP, every hole, two in one hole… If it fits, I want it.”I glance between them.“Keeping up with the libidos of two virile men may prove challenging.But that’s the beauty in having boyfriends who are boyfriends.You can fuck each other ten times a day and still keep me satisfied.Right?”
“Hell’s balls.”Wolf grips himself and lets out a deep, guttural groan.
“Pull it together.”Jag swats him on the back of the head.“Or you won’t last the night.”
“Right.”Wolf composes himself and stands, bending his knees until his eyes are level with mine.“Jag’s going to fuck you.I’ll be right here.But when he’s inside you, it’s just you and him.”
“You guys have this all planned out?”
“Yes, with our dicks in our hands.”He kisses me, climbs to the top of the bed, and sits with his back against the headboard.
“Tonight, we leave the past behind.”Jag folds his arms over his bare chest, drawing my attention to all the defined ridges decorating his abdomen.“Look at me, Dove.”
“I’m looking.”At the muscular masterpiece on display before me.
“My eyes.”
Wolf chews on his smile, staring at Jag’s body, too.
I meet Jag’s stern gaze.
“Tonight, you’ll find nothing here but the future.A future that includes the three of us, living together, fucking together, and making decisions together.”He searches my eyes.“Any hesitation?”
“Been hesitating for seventeen years, Jag.No more running or waiting.I’m not your ward or your little sister or a promise you made when you were sixteen.I want you to fuck me and spend your life with me because I’m the woman you fell in love with and decided to keep.”
“Fuck, I love you.Never letting you go.”He grabs my face and kisses me fiercely.
I rise on tiptoes and meet his passion until we’re both gasping for air.He sucks on my Medusa piercing and forces himself to calm, his mouth softening without losing the edge.He draws it out, a slow provocation, lips skimming and tongue pressing in until my balance tips, and I’m leaning into him, melting.
Kissing him is never just lips.It’s the cut of his jaw as it tightens, the line of his neck as he angles closer, the sweep of his hungry tongue, all the masculine angles that pull me in.
Once I’m wobbly and breathless, he scoops me up.My arms go slack around his neck, sensation taking over everything else.
The room blurs as he sets me on the bed, my pulse galloping and every muscle in my body vibrating and clenching.
He removes his underwear and stands near my feet, dragging his gaze over my shivering flesh.
“Be a good little bird and spread your legs.”He takes himself in hand, stroking lazily.
