Page 49 of Amber: Deja Brew

Chapter 19

Amber

“We’re having sex. I want to have sex!” I whine as my guys and I walk into the apartment. I can’t believe I’m actually telling them that. But it’s like my mouth and my thoughts have ganged up on me, and now they’re spewing everything into the world.

“We’re not having sex,” Wes says. “We’re going to touch you and make you come. That’s what we agreed on.”

“What do you mean, you agreed on?” I ask.

“The three of us made a pact,” Julian says helpfully. “That’s why I couldn’t make love to you last night, even though I wanted to.”

“Why would you make a pact? Whose idea was this?”

“His.” Chase points at Wes.

“Definitely his.” Julian nods.

“Yeah, it was mine, and it was the right thing to do,” Wes says. “We’re not going to hurt you while you’re still sore, Ambear. Oral sex is fine, and we can finger you. But we’re keeping our cocks in our pants.”

“I'm not sore. And this conversation is so strange.”

“You won’t think it’s strange when we have you naked,” Wes says. “Hell, I wasn’t planning to say any of that. I just can’t seem to keep my mouth shut.”

“It’s the spell,” Julian says.

“And it’s keeping us from having sex,” I cry. “I've been wanting it for two days!”

“I told you she wanted my carrot,” Chase tells Wes, then turns to me. “I didn’t actually tell Wes that, but you do want it. Don’t you, sweetheart?”

“Of course I want your carrot. I want all your carrots! And I’m not sore. I’m fine. I’m under a truth spell, so if I was sore, you’d know it.”

“Thank god,” Julian cries. “My cock hurts because I want to fuck you so bad.”

I gasp, and wetness pools between my thighs at his unexpected words.

“Oh shit, I didn’t mean to say that, Bean.” Julian covers his mouth with his hands so the rest of his words are muffled, “It’s just that all I can think about is tearing your clothes off.”

“I want to watch you fuck her again,” Chase tells Julian. “And then I want to stick my carrot... oh hell, I’m even thinking of it as a carrot now!”

“What do you usually call it? I call mine Warrior,” Wes says, and then he covers his mouth with both hands, too.

“Mine’s Big Boy. Fuck!” Julian cries.

“You actually call it that?” I start to laugh. “Sorry, I’m not making fun of you, or your Big Boy. I swear I’m not. Now you’ll never want to have sex with me again, will you?”

“If I had it my way, I’d be fucking you right now,” Julian says, easing that worry.

“With your Big Boy.” Chase snorts.

“Says the man with the carrot.” Julian snaps.

“Glad no one’s making fun of my Warrior,” Wes adds, and we all turn to look at him. “And we don’t have to worry about Ambear being sore. We’ll probably talk her out of having sex before we can get her naked.”

“I bet I could get her naked first.” Chase starts stalking toward me. My pulse accelerates, and I look from him to Julian to Wes, who follow.

All three of my guys have their eyes locked on me, like I’m a tasty treat they want to devour. They’re like predators getting ready to pounce, and my heart pounds loudly in my ears.

“I’m nervous about being with all three of you at the same time,” I blurt out the thought seconds before it crosses my mind.