Stop getting ahead of yourself.
There was no reason to ponder the future like that.
After a couple of bites, Ezra said, “This is good.” His eyes flicked to Willow. “Usually he’s trying to make me eat eels or frogs.”
She tipped her head at Ryker, and he had the decency to look embarrassed. “Okay, I’ve played some jokes, but look at him! It’s so fucking easy!”
Her foot found Ezra’s under the table, and she offered a delicate stroke. Obviously, intimacy wasn’t a secret anymore, but she wanted to keep it between them.
A subtle turn revealed Ezra was staring. That move had made an impression.
The looks continued as they ate, and she had to really turn her attention elsewhere as the meal went on because they were both so focused on her.
After the last dish was cleared, they settled in on the couch. Ezra popped in a DVD and switched on the TV. He took the spot to her right and Ryker her left. The woodstove crackled away, making the room unbelievably cozy. It was no wonder Ezra had such fond memories here.
“What did you pick?” she asked, afraid of the answer. The collection hadn’t been too promising.
“Some war movie.”
Willow scrunched up her face. “Oh.”
Ryker draped an arm around her shoulders. “You can pick the next one. Lay across us so we can get comfortable.”
A giddiness swooped through her stomach. She was eager to touch both of them again, and maybe she could just fall asleep since she didn’t think she would be into the movie anyway.
Ezra lifted his arm so she could rest her legs on his while she nestled her head into Ryker’s lap. Ezra pushed up the leg of her pajamas and gently stroked her calf. His big, warm hand eased the tension from their “exercise” in the woods.
Ryker’s fingers also went to work, brushing her hair away from her face as she watched the opening credits. It was probably from the early 2000s, judging by the cinematography and who was playing the roles.
The movie kept her interest, even with their ministrations and the warmth from the fire. Probably because there was actually a female character fighting, too. There was also some romantic tension between the characters—two men vying for her affection. Too bad she couldn’t have them both.
It switched to a scene in the barracks, and she felt Ezra’s grip tighten on her calf. He shifted to resituate his pants. In a moment, she could see why. The woman had snuck in to be with one of the men and was now having very expressive, but silent sex, in a room surrounded by other people.
Ryker smirked. “Why is this the first time I’ve seen this movie?”
The hand on her leg moved upwards until settling on her thigh. Warmth spread through her core as he began to gently knead her flesh.
“How long is this scene?” she asked, letting out a soft huff. They were really going at it, and the actress was extremely expressive.
Ezra’s hand ventured further up, and she sucked in a breath through her teeth as the pads of his fingers found the edge of her panties.
Ryker’s head snapped to what was going on right under his nose. “How wet is our girl, Ez?”
She shifted to give him better access, allowing his fingertips to dip inside her. A low moan escaped as he inserted another. “Oh, she’s really liking this movie.”
“Maybe I’m just thinking of you two.”
Ryker hummed thoughtfully and lifted her shirt and bra to expose her. He bit his lip as he toyed with the barbells in her nipples. She liked being their plaything.
“Were we too rough on you earlier, sweetheart?” Ezra purred, finding her clit with his thumb and offering light circular strokes. Every brush against the piercing was driving her crazy. “I bet you’re sore.”
“I’m okay,” she replied, grinding into his touch as Ryker continued to toy with her breasts. The sex scene in the movie was over now, and the rest of the story had lost its importance.
“You sure?” Ryker said. His hand moved up toward her bad shoulder and pressed into the sore joint.
“Yeah,” she replied, breathless as Ezra began to shimmy her pants off. “Maybe don’t go so crazy this time.” But she would want them to in the future.
If there is a future with them.
