"I love you," Wren whispered. The words settled over all three of them. Buck closed his eyes briefly, and Ghost felt his chest tighten—not from pain, but from hope. It was the kind he had stopped believing in years ago.
"I love you too," Buck said quietly.
Ghost smiled. "Yeah, sweetheart. Me too." Wren laughed through her tears as she looked between them, as though she was seeing the future sitting right in front of her. Not just her and Buck, or her and Ghost, but all three of them—together.
Buck brushed a strand of hair behind her ear, and Ghost squeezed her hand. For the first time, none of them pulled away from what they felt. Wren leaned in to kiss Buck first and then Ghost. All three of them found themselves laughing softly at how awkward and perfect it felt. Ghost knew that there would be no more hiding or pretending that this wasn’t real. It was love and the promise of something worth fighting for.
Ghost watched as Wren climbed onto Buck’s lap, straddling him, while wearing only his T-shirt, and he was pretty sure that it was the hottest thing he’d ever seen. He had been with men and women before. Hell, he had been a part of many threesomes before, but this felt different. This felt like it was something real—something worth holding onto with both hands.
Wren smiled back at him, and he knew that she was going to give him trouble. She climbed across the bed, straddling his big body as she leaned over to kiss him. “Fuck,” Buck cursed. “That’s so hot.”
Ghost looked over at him and smiled as he wrapped his arms around Wren, holding her down against his body. She felt right there, and he knew that letting her go was going to be impossiblenow. They had crossed the line of no return. He just hoped like hell that Wren and Buck felt the same way.
“We doing this?” he asked.
Buck rolled his eyes and smiled down at him. “You have such a way with sweet-talking, Ghost,” he teased.
“Yeah, you should know me well enough by now to know that I don’t fool around with that bullshit. I’m a cut-to-the-chase kind of guy.”
He saw a flash of concern cross Buck’s face, and he knew what he was going to ask him next. “You feel okay?” Buck asked. “Are you sure that you’re up for this?” he asked.
He knew better than to complain about the throbbing pain in his shoulder because he’d end up with blue balls if he did. “I’m sure,” he lied. Wren looked almost giddy when Buck leaned down to kiss Ghost’s lips.
“You’re a horrible fucking liar,” Buck said.
Ghost couldn’t help his smile. “How did you know?”
“Your fucking shoulder must be screaming at you, but if you’re sure about this—” Buck said.
“I want this,” Ghost said, if you two are on board.”
“I am,” Wren almost squealed. “But I’m not sure how this is going to work.”
“Well, it works however we want it to work, sweetheart,” Ghost said.
“I want to watch you both—you know, together,” she squeaked. Buck smiled and pulled her from Ghost to sit back on his lap. Ghost wanted to protest, but knew that sharing was going to have to be something that he got used to if this was going to work between the three of them.
“I think that we can give you quite a show, baby,” Buck promised. He pulled her down for a hard, crushing kiss, and she wrapped her arms around his neck, grinding herself on his lap.God, Ghost felt like he was going to combust just watching the two of them together.
“But we’re going to have to be careful with our guy,” Buck said after he broke the kiss with Wren. He leaned over, putting Wren between their bodies, and kissed Ghost. Buck took his time with him, and when he finally turned his attention back to Wren, Ghost felt way too warm and completely turned on.
He wrapped his hand in Wren’s long hair and tugged lightly as she leaned down to kiss him. “You’re so fucking beautiful,” he mumbled against her lips.
Wren framed his face with her hands. “You are too, Ghost.” No one had ever said anything like that to him before, and hearing her say those words to him nearly undid him.
Buck trapped her between the two of them and grabbed Ghost’s face with his big hand. “She’s right,” Buck said. “You are pretty.” Ghost chuckled as he pulled Buck down to kiss him.
“You’re an ass,” Ghost grumbled.
“But I’m your ass,” Buck countered.
“Yeah,” Ghost said, not able to rid himself of the grin on his face. “Let’s get our woman naked and make her shout out our names a few times,” he said.
Wren gifted them with her shy smile as they slid the t-shirt up over her head and let it fall to the bed beside them. She was completely bare and so fucking beautiful.
“I’m afraid that I’m not going to be much use,” Ghost said, nodding to his shoulder.
“I think we can work around that,” Buck said. “Slide up his body, honey, and sit on his fucking face. Let him eat your pussy.”
