“Can you deny it?” Rip asked him. “Can you honestly deny this?”
Mars looked to Rip, then back to me. He shook his head softly, then rubbed his hand over his face. “I can’t deny anything,” he said.
Rip kissed me first. I’ll always remember that. He placed one hand on the back of Mars’s head, then turned to me and pressed his lips against mine. Unlike the first time, the kiss wasn’t raw and greedy. It wasn’t fast, and we didn’t bite down on each other’s lips and tug each other’s hair. We just brushed our lips together softly and tasted each other with the tips of our tongues.
We just kissed.
Mars stepped closer, and as I gasped, all of our bodies met. Hands trailed down my back and tangled in my hair, and as I turned my head, my lips tasted both Mars and Rip. I inhaled their musky scents and leaned against their solid frames, letting them hold my weight for me. I grabbed at Rip’s shoulders and let my fingers dig into Mar’s hips. I whimpered and moaned, and the lines between the three of us dissolved.
We were together, and in an instant, I felt like we had always been together.
“Fuck,” Rip gasped. “I want you both. I want you both right now.”
“Fuck yeah,” Mars groaned as he gyrated his hips against us. “I want this so bad.”
For weeks, I’d been trying to stop myself from imagining the two of them together. I’d been too scared to think about what they might do in bed, or how their bodies would look, naked and pressed together. But now that they were in front of me, now that our hands were on each other, I didn’t have to imagine any longer.
But that didn’t mean I was ready.
My breath caught in my throat, and my hands fell by my sides. “Rip,” I said softly. “I haven’t… done this before.”
Rip shook his head quickly, then brushed his thumb across my cheek. “It’s okay,” he said. “We’re here.”
“We’ll teach you,” Mars added. “Whatever you’re ready for, we’ll teach you.”
Tears burned behind my eyes, and I nearly choked when I opened my mouth to speak again. “Show me,” I said. “Show me what this is.”
Mars threw his arms over my shoulders, then pulled me into a deep kiss. I moaned again under his touch, and when our lips parted, Rip lifted me in the air. A surprised laugh escaped my lips as he tucked an arm under my knees and another behind my shoulders, then turned toward his bedroom. “Whatever you want,” he said. “Whatever you need.”
You, I thought.Both of you.
Rip dropped me on the bed, and I rolled onto my back. In the dim gray light of the bedroom and with my hands pressed against the cotton sheets of Rip’s bed, it was like I was in a dream. I had been scared to let myself even fantasize about this, but I was no longer willing to pretend.
“You two,” I said. “I want to see you together.”
Mars turned to Rip, and I felt like I was seeing every night they had shared over the years. Mars bit down on his bottom lip, and Rip growled in response. He pressed his palms against Mars’s chest and rubbed his pecs. Then Mars traced his lips across Rip’s mouth. As I watched, Mars fell backward onto the bed, and Rip pulled his shirt over his head, revealing the dark hair that grew across his chest and the rippled ridges of his abs.
My lips quivered. It was like I could feel Rip’s hand, stroking Mars’s side, and Mars’s lips, trailing a circle around Rip’s hard nipple. It was like I was already there, held between them.
Mars turned to me and extended his hand. I grabbed it and squeezed, and an electric charge shot across my body.
“Are you ready?” he asked. “Are you ready for this?”
“Yes,” I gasped. “I’m ready.”
“Good,” Mars growled. “Because I can’t wait another fucking second.”
Mars pulled his shirt over his head, and they both turned to me at once. I felt like they were going to carry me away, like I was going to disappear in their arms. They began to rub their hands on my body and trail their fingers up beneath my shirt. Rip kissed my neck, making me tremble as Mars grabbed my hips and rubbed his hands down my thigh.
“What do you want?” Rip asked, whispering in my ear.
I wanted to taste them each at the same time, but I wasn’t sure how to ask. I wrapped my hands around Rip’s neck to support myself, still surprised that I could find such comfort and stability from a man I had always feared. “I’ve never given a blowjob before,” I whispered. My cheeks burned with the embarrassment of saying it, but I forced the words out anyway.
“It’s easy,” Mars said. “Just watch.”
He dived forward and planted a fast kiss on my lips, then pulled himself up to kiss Rip, just as quickly. Sprawled out on my back with one guy on either side, I watched as Mars tugged open Rip’s workpants, then rubbed his palm up the length of his cock, hard against his worn black boxer briefs. Rip tightened his hand in Mars’s hair and growled, then turned down to me.
“Watch my guy,” he growled. “He’ll blow your fucking mind.”
