Take Three

by Mia Masters

  Still, though, I don’t care one bit. What Blake is doing to my nipples feels so amazing that I can’t help but moan and beg for more.

  “Oh, yeah, you like that?” Clifton asks, taking one of my nipples into his mouth, as if competing with Blake, who quickly takes the one he was touching into his own mouth as well.

  “Yeah,” I admit, letting myself moan even more loudly.

  It feels good to let myself go with two guys at once, to let them do what they want to my body, and to enjoy myself with them. It feels particularly amazing to have both guys sucking on my nipples.

  “You naughty little nympho,” Blake says, spanking me on one of my ass cheeks.

  He leaves his hands there, cupping my ass, while they both keep tasting my nipples.

  “I love your curvy ass,” he says.

  “And I love your big tits,” Clifton says, as his hand moves down to my clit.

  He rubs my pussy while their mouths eagerly suck at my nipples. Blake continues to spank me, and each time, I jump and say, “ouch,” but then I find myself saying, “Do it again. Yeah. Please.”

  “I love to touch your hard little clit,” Clifton says, as I get wetter and wetter for them, which I didn’t even know was possible.

  Then, he asks, “You good… doctor-wise?”

  I know he’s talking about the check ups we get through the Actors’ union. They test us for STDs regularly, as part of overall physicals.

  I nod, and Clifton says, “Us too. I’m glad we don’t have anything to worry about.”

  I start to think about pregnancy, and I think that his question was meant to include birth control, too. I’m not on any, since it made my hormones wacky in the past.

  I quickly count the days since my last period in my head, realizing that it had been less than a week since I’d had it, I think. I had practiced “natural family planning” in college with my boyfriend, and it had always worked. I figure I’m fine now too, and so I nod my head back at Clifton, without saying anything.

  He picks me up as if I weigh nothing, which is kind of funny, since I’m a plus sized actress – but he’s so strong that he makes it seem so easy – and lays me down on the bed. He starts going down on me, his tongue circling my clit and then poking into my pussy hole.

  “Hey, let me get in on this action,” Blake says, his big, hard cock in his hand.

  I can’t help but watch as he strokes it. I love knowing that I’m the reason he’s so turned on.

  He straddles me and puts it in my mouth. I eagerly take it, grateful for the chance to pay him back for already making me feel so good.

  While Blake is in my mouth, Clifton puts his big cock in my pussy, slowly sliding it in, inch by inch, until it’s stuffing me full. I run my tongue up and down Blake’s shaft and then suck on the head of it.

  “Fuck yeah,” he says, stuffing it even further down into my throat after that. “This feels so great. I want to cum but not until I stuff your pussy full of my cock, after Clifton’s done with it.”

  “I’m giving her the ride of her life,” Clifton says. “So, Blake, I don’t know if you can top this.”

  “I bet I can,” Blake shoots right back at him. “And there’s only way to find out – we’ll have to ask Mallory.”

  “There’s no need to fight, boys,” I tell them, although I know they also love the competitive nature of it.

  Blake is watching Clifton’s cock going in and out of my pussy, and I can tell he likes what he sees. He slides his cock out of my mouth, probably so that he doesn’t cum yet, but he keeps a hand wrapped around it while he’s focused on Clifton’s big cock fucking me.

  I feel an orgasm coming on just as Clifton’s cock starts to throb and pulse, letting me know he’s about to cum.

  “Yes, fuck, yes,” he says, as he shoots his load into me.

  We cum together, gasping for breath.

  “My turn,” Blake says, hurrying around to take Clifton’s place.

  Now, I can’t help but notice that Clifton watches with interest as Blake puts his cock into my pussy hole, where his own just was. I swear these two have a thing for each other. And it’s kind of hot to watch. Two strong, handsome, rich, successful men, pleasuring each other as well as me, would be my dream come true, but I’m sure they’d balk at the suggestion if I was to bring it up.

  Blake’s cock is just as huge as Clifton’s was, and I’m glad my aching, wet pussy hole isn’t empty too long, since Blake is quick to slide inside it. Stuffing me full, he thrusts in and out of me, as Clifton starts playing with my ass hole.

  It’s not something I’m used to, but I surprise myself by liking it.

  “Fuck yeah,” Clifton says, as his fingers stretch my asshole open while Blake is fucking my pussy hole. “I love to play with all your holes.”

  He’s looking down at me in a way that makes me think he really, really loves it. Is it because he’d like to play with Blake’s asshole like that? Or is it because he’s really into me?

  I decide I don’t really care; I’m just living in the moment. Plus, I don’t have time to think about it because I’m overcome with excitement as I begin to orgasm again.

  “Mmm, yeah,” I say, letting it be known how much I like this.

  “You’re sliding all over my big cock as you cum on it,” Blake says. “That’s so fucking hot. It’s going to make me cum.”

  Soon, he’s panting and groaning, cumming in me while I finish cumming myself. Afterwards, they surprise me by spooning me in the bed, letting me nuzzle my head on their strong, broad, tattooed chests.

  I can’t believe how lucky I am to have fucked these two bad boy Hollywood studs at the same time. And from the way they’re looking lovingly at me and running their hands through my hair while kissing me softly on my lips and neck, it seems they feel pretty lucky, too.

  But don’t be thinking this is any more than a quick fling, I remind myself.

  I’m sure they do this all the time.

  And I will never do it again.

  Plus, they have that weird energy between them, as if they’d like to get with each other, in addition to me.

  It’s strange, as if they’re looking for an excuse to hook up together but can’t really go allt he way, so, instead, they just add a woman to the mix. Although, I’m not going to lie – it felt like both of them were really into me.

  So, I would have to guess they’re not gay, per se, but bisexual.

  Yet it’s probably hard for them to realize this or come out under these circumstances of having been raised together like brothers, and being Hollywood actors who have to continue to play a certain role even in public.

  I tell myself I don’t have to figure it all out because I’ll never see them again.

  As they both start to drift off to sleep, I tell myself I need to get out of here and hopes this never gets out to the press. It would completely ruin my career.

  It was fun while it lasted but it’s over, I tell myself, as I get out of the bed and start putting my clothes on.

  The two best friends are sound asleep, and they don’t notice as I slip out of the room and then out of the house, certain that this will be the end of this crazy threesome we just had.

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  One night of double the fun leads to a lifetime of changes.

  Blake and Clifton are Hollywood bad boys known for their charming grins, big muscles... and the fact that they like to have threesomes and share women. They always insist it's only all about her pleasure, and it is, until they share Mallory.

  During the mind-blowing night they spend together, Mallory gives herself over and enjoys every moment of them sharing her curves. But she also notices that the childhood friends' love-hate relationship might be more love than they're letting on, whether either of them realizes it or not.

  She tells herself it's not her mess to untangle. This was just one night of forbidden fun at a party they were hosting. But she can
't stop thinking about it. Their hands and skilled tongues had taken her body to heights she never even imagined.

  And there's definitely no forgetting when a little pink line appears on her pregnancy test a month later. As they reunite and their emotional bond fans the flames of the physical, she begins to wonder how she'll tell them she's pregnant and how they'll take the news. Which one is the father and how will that affect their blossoming relationship? And can she help them recognize and deal with the fact that they're as much in love with each other as they are with her?

  Will the surprise of a secret baby lead to even more revelations?

  And can these three deal together with parenting, coming out in Hollywood, and whatever else life throws their way, forever?

  Take Two is a full length standalone secret baby, Father's Day, coming out, MMF bisexual ménage novel of approximately 70,000 words. No cheating. No cliffhangers. Originally published in 2019 as 2 Celebrity Daddies by R. Ryan, this is a fully revised and expanded edition in which R. Ryan has partnered with Mia Masters, master of MMF ménage romance, to bring you steamy bisexual goodness!

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  Chapter One

  Tamara

  “This just in!”

  Usually, I liked having the TV on while I worked, but not today.

  I turned around from sorting the pile of papers that consisted of our resort’s client records. The Blissful Isle Resort liked to do things old-school. Despite having computers and the Internet for most of the guest rooms, all records of who visited and when were on paper. My bosses assured me that the wealthy clients liked it that way. Paper wasn’t hackable.

  Next to my desk, a small ten-inch tablet was playing the only local channel on our tiny little island. The news anchor looked tired. With a face that pale and bags under his eyes, he appeared wrung out and grave, as though he’d been dreading this news as much as the people he was about to deliver it to. I knew I certainly did not want to hear it.

  “Cases on the mainland are spreading! Despite predictions by the politicians that the situation is under control, it seems that the science and medical community was correct! With the main country needing to close its borders, everyone is advised, if they are in outlying territories, to return immediately. There is only a small window before those left on the outside will be issued a shelter-in-place order!”

  I could barely breathe as the News went on. Holy shit! I mean, I knew coronavirus was no joke, but this is absolutely insane! I took a moment to try to slow my breathing, or rather, to get myself to breathe normally at all. I sat down in a nearby office chair, trying to remind myself that panic never solved anything. It makes the immune system worse, Tamara. Relax. Yes, the cases are spreading, but that’s what viruses do. It has to run itself out eventually. I knew that much for a fact.

  While I had taken up this job at the resort on a temporary basis initially, before that, I’d been studying to become a nurse. An ER nurse, to be exact. I’d had to put my studies on hold because of low cash flow. That had been over a year ago, and right now, as I sat in that office chair, I felt a bit of terrible relief. If I kept up with my studies, I might well be on the frontlines of this thing right now.

  And then I’d really have a reason to worry.

  I put my head in my hands, feeling like a terrible human being. Goddammit, Tamara. How can you think like that at a time like this? As it was, I still had friends in that line of work. They had been the ones to start sounding the alarm, but no, it was only now that people were beginning to listen. God, I hope they make it. They didn’t know they were signing up for a war, but currently, they’re being drafted as our first line of defense!

  The newscast continued unimpeded, but I was no longer paying attention to it.

  Instead, sounds of laughter and joking had begun to filter in on the light breeze from one of the large, sprawling outdoor patios. Those same patios stretched all the way down along the sand toward the glistening, warm, blue water. I recognized the happy-go-lucky voices immediately: they belonged to my bosses, Jason and Derek. Or as I liked to call them, the sexiest two men alive.

  The sound of their flip-flop clad footsteps came closer by the minute, and before long, I heard the bosses talking about how the beach and the water were super nice this hot spring day. They continued to say that if they didn’t have to spend too much time organizing the menus and activities for guests, they would find some ways to enjoy it.

  “Making up the menus is my favorite part of the day, though,” hummed Derek, the dark-haired Adonis, with his large hands gesturing wildly. “Cooking is overrated, however. I’m glad we have a chef to do it…”

  Jason, with his sandy blonde hair, laughed. “Yeah, man, ‘cause we all know you would just throw everything in one pot and boil the shit out of it.”

  “Hey, now!” Derek griped, pushing Jason on the shoulder like they were little kids. Jason shoved him back.

  I watched as they were scuffling, shoving each other on the sand where it met the patio. They were so playful, and I loved to observe my bosses as they pretended to fight. Especially since I knew that none of it was serious.

  “That’s an oversimplification, Jason. I would put in some spices before boiling the shit out of everything.” Derek made a sound of mock hurt. “I can’t believe you would boil down my cooking methods to such an extent. And when you’ve said how much you enjoy what I make.”

  The tall man’s full lips practically wobbled as he pretended to whine. The theatrics just made me want to stare at his handsome features more, like the sharp line of his almost pointed chin, and the deep brown of his eyes that were one shade lighter than black. Derek really looked like a Greek god, a very sexy, very playful Greek god.

  Jason was just as tall as Derek, but my second boss had lighter coloring. With sandy-blonde hair that just brushed his shoulders, lightly tanned skin, and green eyes so bright they mimicked an Irish field, Jason was the stereotypical surfer. He was the boy next door if you grew up near the California coast. Jason was the kind of guy who acted in all my fantasies as a young woman, relaxed, sure of himself, and with just a touch of bad boy.

  I smiled flushing.

  Derek and Jason, from what I had seen of them over the last year, had a much more intimate connection than just being co-bosses. They spent time together, and when they did, they were always laughing and playing around.

  “Yeah, I do enjoy what you make. Though I still don’t understand how you make something so gross looking taste so good,” added Jason, running a hand through his longish locks.

  Derek just laughed as he opened the sliding screen doors that separated my workspace from the outdoor parts of the resort. “Hey, it’s a talent. What can I say?”

  As they stepped inside, I saw the flush in their cheeks and the sparkle in their eyes as they looked at each other. The way my two bosses didn’t hesitate to press up against each other when they squeezed past one another to enter the room, that made me even hotter and more bothered. With both of them having nothing on but a pair of swim trunks and sandals, their taut muscles were on full display for me, and for each other.

  And they seemed to like what they saw.

  I bit my lip, quickly turning off the broadcast.

  I wonder if they’re gay? I’m pretty sure Jason swings that way, but I’m not sure about Derek. He seems sweet and shy, but I don’t think he knows what to do with himself or with his feelings, though I’m pretty sure he’s feeling them.

  As it was, Derek’s cheeks were bright and rosy, and not just from the sun.

  Jason, on the other hand, looked cool as a cucumber by comparison. However, the way his intense eyes flirted with a Derek from behind his mop of wavy hair, that couldn’t be ignored. No regular guy l
ooked at another guy like that unless he had a thing for them.

  I don’t know if Jason will ever make a move on Derek, though.

  Briefly, in my head, I imagined that he did. That Jason and Derek got close the way they were now, but instead of moving past each other, they started kissing. Hands and arms moved to fondle and stroke each other’s hard bodies, before having to sexily decide who was going to take off their pants first, so the other could suck his cock till he came all over his face.

  And then they would switch, and I’d be able to hear how good Jason and Derek made each other feel, and then I’d be able to have a little fun. I’d Crouch down behind my desk and touch myself to all those sexy noises. Already, I was fucking wet, and even though it was just a fantasy, I couldn’t help but hope it might come true someday.

  Samuel from HR, our expert in everything for staff and customer affairs, exploded into my part of the front office. Derek and Jason stopped what they were doing and gave Sam all of their attention.

  “Gentlemen,” he said, looking as stressed as the news anchor, “they are locking down the mainland for quarantine. All guests have been told to board the next flight out of here. It’s the last one before the airlines close down to the public in response to the virus.” He wiped at his forehead, but the shine of sweat only increased. “The rest of the staff has been given permission to leave immediately. However, there needs to be at least three people who work for the resort to stay behind.”

  “Of course, I’ll stay,” said Jason, stepping forward. “Tamara, you should go home. Be with your family before they have everyone quarantining separately.” I looked at him, unable to speak initially. He nodded, taking my silence for assent and continued. “I’ll stay and watch everything around here. Someone’s got to do it, and since Blissful Isle Resort my baby, it’s only fair that I watch over it in this crisis.”