by Chloe Gunter
“I love you.” His words were soft near my ear. As he used his legs to spread me open wider, one hand teased my hip before making its way to where I needed him the most.
“I love you too, Gav.” My words almost a whine as I bucked my hips up to meet his hand.
His fingers ran the length of my slit, already slick from his administrations in the mirror. He dipped two fingers inside me before slowly dragging them up to circle my clit.
“I love the way you give of yourself to others, your compassion and generosity,” he said as he increased the pressure on my clit slightly. Pleasure rocked through me with every small circle he made, setting me on edge in no time.
“I love the unbreakable bond that we have, how you love me for me.” Shakes racked my body as he worked me over, touching me exactly the way I needed.
“I can’t hold out—” I moaned, desperately trying not to tip over the edge.
“I love the sounds you make when I touch you.” He moved his fingers off my clit and shoved them deep inside me, the sudden motion causing me to arch against him.
“Fuck!” I screamed at the sudden fullness, coming all over his hand.
He didn’t stop, slowly fucking me with his fingers as I rode out my orgasm, building me right back up. Bracing my feet on the bed I ground back into him, the head of his cock leaking precum as it nestled against my ass.
“I love your gorgeous brain, and how you read a room,” Gavin said before placing a kiss on my head. His fingers steadily stroked me, leaving me on edge again. Leaning my head back against him, Gavin’s lips pressed to the side of my neck, pulling back in a self-satisfied smile.
Sweat slicked my skin as the sound of our heartbeats filled my ears, my hips trying to ride his hand to no avail.
“More,” I rasped between breaths. “Please.”
“You know what else I love about you Charlie?” His fingers picked up speed. “How big your heart is.” His palm ground into my clit as he curled his fingers inside me, making my mouth fall open in a silent scream. “How you aren’t afraid to ask for more.”
As if his words were a signal, the door opened revealing Gage. His dark stare locked with mine as I came undone, his twin making me gush as he continued finger fucking me, not bothering to pause at the new addition.
They planned this.
“You said you wanted more, cara. Your two lovers sharing you at the same time...giving you more of everything. Is that something you want to try?”
My eyes were still fixed on Gage as he waited in the door in nothing but his black boxer briefs. His eyes were devouring every inch of my exposed skin, and I shivered in Gavin’s arms. They were obviously both okay with it, they wouldn’t have set this up otherwise. My pulse sped up at the possibilities as my desire swelled.
“Yes, I want you both.”
No sooner were the words out of my mouth then Gage joined us on the bed, crawling between our outstretched legs before grasping my jaw and claiming my lips in a searing kiss. He abruptly broke away before giving me a mischievous grin.
“My little Bird, all tied up like a pretty present,” Gage said as his tongue caressed his bottom lip. “Exceptional work, brother.”
Fuck me.
The reminder that they were brothers, twins, got me even hotter, my breasts rising and falling quicker with each breath.
Without any other preamble, Gage braced his hands on my thighs and dove in, eating me out like I was his last meal. His tongue was firm against me as he swiped his tongue the length of me before zeroing in on my clit, sucking the tender bud into his mouth and making me arch once again into Gavin.
Gavin’s lips were at my neck while his hands were wrapped around my breasts, rolling and tugging at my nipples until their combined attention made my thighs start to shake again.
No doubt knowing I was close, Gage reached a hand up, grabbing the rope harness just below my breasts, while moving his tongue down to my entrance.
With every tug on the rope, he fucked me on his tongue. Gavin’s cock dragged against my ass as he pulled me down again and again.
I came so hard I saw stars, Gage’s mouth continuing to feast on me as he devoured every drop. My legs twitched from the phantom pleasure still coursing through me, and I drew in a quick breath as my body turned to jello. My arms ached from the strain, and I let out a hiss of discomfort from the locked position of them before Gavin was there, as always, pulling my arms from behind his head and rubbing the tender muscles.
Gage mimicked his movements, rubbing my thighs before he drew me up on my knees, his hands moving to my hips as he leaned down to kiss me, his face glistening in the light. Tasting myself on his tongue, I moaned, trailing my cuffed hands down his torso to where his erection was straining against his underwear.
“Nu-uh, little Bird. First you need to say thank you to Gavin for arranging all this and sharing you.”
He looked over my shoulder at his brother, and Gage swallowed harshly, his eyes showing some unspoken emotion. Hands found my hips as he lifted me and turned me to face Gavin, settling me over his lap.
Gavin searched my eyes before leaning in to kiss me, the motion making his cock drag against my soaked slit. Letting out a groan, he pulled back, his eyes filled with love and lust.
“You taste delicious, cara. Ready for more?”
“If that means I get more of you both, then yes, always.” My words were rough, my throat already slightly sore from all of the screaming I’d been doing. Gavin leaned over, grabbing a water bottle and gave me a few sips before placing it back.
Gage’s front lightly pressed against my back as he lifted my arms and placed them over Gavin’s head again, then his mouth began trailing kisses down my spine.
“Relax, Bird. We’ve got you,” Gage said, lifting my hips once again to settle me over Gavin. I slowly sank down on him, the slight curve to his cock dragging against my walls until he was fully seated inside me.
“You’ll always have us both, cara. We love you, and no one and nothing is ever going to come between us,” Gavin promised.
They worked together, Gage grabbing my ass and lifting me up as Gavin dragged me down, thrusting inside me over and over again. Pleasure speared through me with each thrust, the push and pull making that coil of pleasure inside me grow until it became too much to bear.
“I want both of you to finish with me,” I pleaded, knowing I was nearing my limit for the night.
The bed shift behind me and the sound of Gage moving around caught my ear. The bed dipped again before a hand on my jaw tilted my head to the side. I opened my eyes to find Gage standing on the bed, his leaking cock hovering near my lips.
I licked my lips as I opened my mouth, the first taste of his sweet precum hit my tongue as he guided himself inside. Gage let out a long groan as he began to fuck my mouth, the sound seeming to set off Gavin as he began to pick up the pace.
They worked me in tandem, Gage withdrawing as Gavin pulled me down roughly onto him, only to thrust back into my mouth every time I rose up. It wasn’t long before I reached my peak, and my vision went blurry as my pussy clamped down around Gavin. I moaned around Gage’s cock, the vibration and onslaught of pleasure making both of them let out affirmative shouts.
Gavin slammed me down fully, his hands branding my hips as he ground himself up into me, his warm release filling me up. Gage’s hands wound in my hair at the base of my neck as I swallowed him down, his head thrown back as he came down my throat.
Gage withdrew only to sink to the bed and throw his arms around Gavin and I, who were still intertwined. He placed a gentle kiss on my lips before resting his forehead on my arm. The sound of our mingled breaths filled the air as we sat wrapped in each other.
“I love you, both of you,” I said, once I caught my breath.
“I love both of you too,” Gavin said lightly, his tone full of joy and satisfaction.
Gage’s arms tighten around us both, before pressing another kiss to my slick skin. “I love you, Bird. You to
o, brother.” His voice was uncharacteristically quiet.
It was the first time we had all been together like this, and it seemed I wasn’t the only one who knew how pivotal this was.
A short time later I was clean and snuggled between them, both of them showing their own brand of affection and care as they rubbed lotion into my skin, taking care of the tender marks left behind from the rope. And while we had all shared a bed before, it had never felt more right then that night.
The next morning, I found myself in a conference room being briefed with an extensive list of intel and files I needed to read and master. After Christmas, my schedule had changed dramatically. Change just seemed to be a main component of my life now, one that I planned on embracing fully. It was past time to start owning my circumstances and doing the work that needed to be done.
My mornings were now mostly filled with intelligence meetings. Now that I had finished my initial GRAVITAS training, I was finally beginning to work cases again. The work was good for me, it made me refocus and think about all the reasons I had come here in the first place.
Since my area of expertise didn’t require me to travel extensively, unless I was needed to interrogate someone, I also looked forward to my diverse afternoons. Sometimes I was in a seminar, sometimes I was training. More often than not, I brought my glass tablet wherever I went and tried to work on my cases. Either way, I was constantly busy, and I loved it.
I wasn’t sure how Ethos was going to fit into all of this, but I was sure I’d find out soon. I knew the only reason I hadn’t been summoned back to the chambers was because someone was probably vouching for me. But, my time was up.
I wasn’t someone who walked away from a challenge, and whatever life-altering thing they threw at me next, I was going to take it with grace and make it my bitch.
Scanning through the files on my glass tablet, I began briefly reviewing the summary pages as the lead agent, Williams, began pointing out territories on the digital screen in the front of the conference room.
Apparently, there was a web of cells all fragilely linked back to the same organization. An organization who, judging by the intel, made the Bratva, hardcore Russian mobsters, look like boys.
The door to the conference room opened and in walked none other than Assistant Director Wyatt Ridley.
A man who had consistently supported me, and in turn, I had accused him of things he had no part in. A man who I should have trusted, and who I owed an apology to.
His eyes swept the room as he motioned for Williams to join him in the hall, pausing on mine only briefly before completely dismissing me.
I deserved that, and I would need to deal with it sooner rather than later.
The rest of the morning passed rather quickly, and before I knew it, it was already lunchtime.
Making my way towards the quad, I saw that Gavin was already settled on our bench, to-go containers next to him.
“How was your morning?” I asked, greeting him with a peck as I took a seat next to him.
“Gage and I spent all morning with the infiltration and extraction teams going over the ins and outs of when and where, plus all the switches,” he said with a sigh.
“Sounds exhausting.”
“Yes, Gage is actually taking a nap right now. He’s still adjusting to being awake during the daytime,” he said with a laugh. “I suppose because we are… advanced and know there are more efficient ways, I’m a bit restless. But they agreed that it was best we handle this situation the old fashioned way until we can really assess what's going on.”
“I’m hoping they put me on your intelligence team for the op. I don’t know how many days we’ll have left like this before you go.”
“We’ll make the most of them,” he promised with a smile as we dug into our food.
“You seem relatively well adjusted considering you’ve only been doing this advanced stuff for four more months,” I said, hoping he would know what I was asking.
I had a lot to catch up on from the past two weeks, and I was going to try and use every moment I could to learn as much as possible until I was on an advanced level.
“Let’s just say that Gage and I are legacies. Our parents met while on assignment, and it wasn’t something that was necessarily hidden around our house. Half the battle after initiation is a mental game, with yourself, and with the possibilities that are now available. I didn’t have the struggle that most people had, that and the fact that Gage is my twin, is the only reason I was able to sponsor him the following cycle. It’s definitely not a common practice to sponsor someone immediately after, since we aren’t at our strongest after the initiation transfer. Most people wait years or even decades before choosing someone.”
“Wait, if you and Gage went into this knowing what the outcome was, then why was he just as affected as me?” I asked, trying to wrap my head around the situation.
“When agreeing to sign on with GRAVITAS, both Gage and I talked it over with our family, we knew that we wanted to join our family business one day, and we weren’t sure how this new path would play into that. What we didn’t know is that before we left that day, mom and dad put memory blockers in our drinks. By the time I had received my first anonymous black letter, I didn’t know what was going on. It wasn’t until after my initiation and I integrated that the blocker dissolved.”
“And it was the same for Gage? Until a couple weeks ago he had no recollection of the family business?”
“None,” he confirmed. “They want to meet you, by the way. Maybe after this assignment we’ll be able to steal a long weekend or something and visit them.”
The bite of the sandwich I was eating was suddenly dry and I reached for my water to take a drink, giving me a second to process everything.
“They know about me?” I already knew the answer, given his statement, but hell, it's not everyday you tell your parents ‘Mom, Dad, this is my girlfriend, the one I share with Gage.’ I’m sure that went over well.
“Well technically, they’ve already seen you,” he said, wincing slightly. “They came to witness Gage’s initiation, and therefore yours. You were overwhelmed already and I thought it best to wait and not spring too many new things on you at one time.”
“So naturally, they probably already know about us, and everything that happened during the Rites.” He nodded his head at me, giving me a moment to come to terms with that.
Under no circumstances would that be anyone’s ideal experience for meeting the parents, especially when it was with partners that I saw myself spending my life with. I could only hope that they saw how genuine our connection was. I mean, they were fucking Atlanteans, surely they had seen their fair share over the years.
“I guess it will be nice to have a set of parents we can talk freely with and can give us advice along the way,” I offered. Watching Gavin’s face light up made whatever awkward moment I may have to endure in the future worth it. A blinding smile overtook his face as he grabbed my hand.
“Wait until you see the archives!” he said excitedly. “The amount of history and changes we’ve undergone is insane. We’re constantly evolving and adding new things from different cultures in the stores to be preserved. It’s one of the reasons we use such a blend of languages in the Rites and the organization as a whole.”
“I’d love to see them,” I said before I leaned over and stole a kiss, unable to help myself. I loved seeing Gavin passionate about his work, and when it came to culture and languages, that was his niche.
The rest of our lunch was refreshing, and it reminded me of the ones we had when I had first arrived at GRAVITAS. So much had changed since then, including me. But as I sat beside the man I loved, talking about our exciting future, I knew that this next chapter would be my greatest one yet.
Later that night, I found myself walking into my apartment with a six-pack in one hand and determination in my stride. My self-imposed vacation was over, and despite whatever lingering feelings I had over Reed’s hand in the matter,
he was the one who had the rest of the answers I needed. Our friendship may be strained, but I knew that he would continue his duty as my sponsor and do what needed to be done.
A sense of deja vu hit me as I saw Reed stirring the pot of chili on the stove, humming and bopping his head around to the pop rock song that played in the background. Fond nostalgia filled me as I took in the scene, making me hopeful that we would figure things out.
“Hey, Char,” Reed said, propelling me forward to place the beer in the fridge, grabbing two out for us and setting them on the counter. “Come taste this for me, please.”
He held the wooden spoon out to my lips and I blew slightly, watching the steam lift before sampling it. Flavor exploded over my tongue and I let out a little groan before going back for one more taste.
“Delicious,” I complemented, reaching for my drink. “Between your cooking and Gavin’s, I swear I’ve been ruined from my former nights of microwave meals.”
Taking a long drink from my bottle, my eyes found Reed’s. His pupils were dilated, and I noticed that his knuckles were turning white on the wooden spoon he still held in his hand.
I knew what that meant, it was non-verbal communication 101, and I wasn’t touching that with a ten-foot pole. I had Gavin and Gage, and he had Ramsey. There was no way anything was going to ever happen between Reed and I, even if we were attracted to one another. So I finished my drink, gave him a close lipped smile, and ignored it completely.
“Anything else you need help with?” I asked. He shook his head, before turning back to the pot.
“If you want to grab our drinks and the sour cream and cheese, I’ll dish this up for us and grab the cornbread.”
We worked in sync, like we always had, before we found ourselves sitting at the dining room table with a spread before us.
“Thanks again for making dinner,” I said, digging in.
“Thanks for agreeing to sit down and talk to me,” he said, stirring his chili around in his bowl but not taking a bite. “We have a lot to go over and we need to get you integrated and up to speed.”