“Always.” I answered for the both of us, urging Goldie to take the lead.
“I think,” Goldie went on, laying wet, sensual kisses down Rhea’s body, stopping at each nipple, sucking on them in a way that made my cock weep for relief. “I think that you’re afraid someone won’t be there to catch you or everything that you carry, if you give in.” My smart golden lover spoke the words I had been thinking for weeks now. “I think you’ve picked up every single burden in life, juggling it in your hands and on your shoulders, because then you could control it all that way. And you wouldn’t be disappointed by someone else dropping them ifyou never gave them the chance to. But now you don’t know how to—stop.”
“You need to stop.” Rhea said, a haunting tone to her voice as she stared up at the ceiling, eyes focusing on anything but one of us.
“I think you’re tired too.” I added, leaning down to press kisses to the inside of her thigh, and she bucked her hips trying to get the relief she so desperately longed for. “I think you wanted to submit, so you could give it all up.”
“I can’t—” She huffed, dropping her hips to the bed in frustration. “If I give it up—control—I’ll never get it back. I can’t give it up.”
“Tanner isn’t going to take your control away from you, Rhea.” Goldie reassured her, brushing her fingers into her sweaty hair. “He’s just offering you a place to set the burden of it down for a while. We both are.”
Rhea’s shoulders shook as she closed her eyes, breaking through that brick wall that held her head so fucking high and proud most days. “I want to give it up for a minute, but not have it used against me later. And I don’t know how?—”.
“Trust us.” Goldie urged, palming Rhea’s cheek and forcing her to turn toward her. Rhea wouldn’t open her eyes, but Goldie pressed her forehead against hers anyway, grounding them together. “Rest, Rhea. Just set it all down, and let us take care of you.”
“I’m tired.” Rhea cried hoarsely, “I’m tired of being the strongest person in the room.”
“So don’t be.” I stepped in and leaned over her body, pressing my cock against her pussy, rocking forward and rubbing her clit until she moaned, turning to look up at me. “Don’t be the strongest person in the room. Not this room. This room is ours. We’re here. And you’re safe. In this room, let us take care of you.”
Sobs wracked her body as she crashed through the emotional blockage she hid behind with everyone else, and I rewarded her, giving her what she had been deprived of until she gave in.
Pleasure.
Comfort.
Care.
Her guttural groan electrified my body as I sank back into her body, no longer holding back or pushing her to the edge, instead I gave her what she deserved.
“Yes,” she cried, kissing me as I fucked her toward the pleasure she craved. “Please, Tanner.” She begged.
“Good girl.” I crooned, wrapping my arms under her back and gripping the top of her shoulders, holding her where I wanted her as I pounded into her. “That’s my good fucking girl, Rhea. So good. So honest. So trusting. Show us how much you trust us and let us take care of you.”
“Yes!” Rhea bit my lip and then shattered, coming all over my cock as I fucked her through it and down the other side. “More.” She gasped, opening her eyes and staring up at me with tears in her eyes. “I want more.”
“We’ve got all the time in the world, Hotshot.” I grinned but pulled out of her, winking at Goldie as Rhea sputtered, thinking I was walking away again.
Wrong.
Untying her cuffs, Goldie and I worked the blood flow back into her limbs and orgasms back into her system until she never doubted our ability to take her worries and make them disappear within the four walls of that very bedroom again.
The world was a shitty place sometimes, and I knew orgasms weren’t the answer to fix all the problems we’d face, but it was a decent place to show her we weren’t afraid of the job.
“When the mayday went out,I knew I was in trouble.” I said, staring at the candle burning on the coffee table. It was early evening, the sun was setting outside, but the three of us had just gotten out of bed a little while ago.
There was something so incredibly peaceful about the dynamic forming between Tanner, Goldie, and me. It flowed so naturally with an ease I had never experienced before. And I wasquickly becoming obsessed with the high it gave me to simply exist in their presence.
Goldie sat down on the arm of the chair across from the couch, wiping her hands on a towel from the kitchen where she was making dinner, refusing to let us help. Tanner kept his large, warm hands wrapped around my foot in his lap, slowly working the tension out of the arch with his calloused fingertips.
But neither of them spoke as I re-opened the conversation to the fire again. All day long, I’d worked hard to avoid it, using their bodies and their peace to shelter myself within, hiding from reality for just a little while longer. That time had passed, though, and they deserved to be let into my mind.
That was what adults in relationships did with their partners, right?
“I’ve never had anyone to worry about if I didn’t make it home at the end of a call.” I pushed on, glancing up at Goldie. Her bright blue eyes were wide with emotion as she listened. “But Martinez was lying there, unconscious, and my ears were ringing so loud from the blast I couldn’t even think straight. All I saw was you.” Her lips pressed together tightly as she wrung her hands in the towel, staying silent so I would keep going. I closed my eyes and turned to Tanner, forcing them open to look at him. “I saw you both. And for the first time, I worried how it would affect you if I didn’t make it out. And then I worried what everyone would say if I did. If I had made it out alone without my team. In a split second, I knew I couldn’t leave him there, or they’d doubt me and my commitment. It was either get him out or die trying. And I hated myself because I knew I chose my own wants over yours. And that was fucking selfish.”
“That’s not selfish,” Goldie said gently.
I forced a deep breath into my lungs and played with a frayed string on the blanket covering my legs, pushing on. “I was paralyzed with fear the whole time.”
