Attraction: A MFM Menage Romance

by Maverick, Henley

  “Call me if anything happens,” I told her as I walked her out to the Jeep. I didn’t mean to kick her out, but I didn’t want to chance her running into Sioux or Aleister yet. As soon as she pulled away, I turned back towards the house and saw both Sioux and Aleister hanging out in the entryway.

  “You know…if you’re going to break into the house, at least close the doors behind you,” I said as I closed the distance between us.

  “The cat seemed like it needed some fresh air,” Sioux said innocently. I shook my head at him but couldn’t keep a straight face as he kissed me on the nose.

  “So how was your day out?” Aleister asked, he took my hand and led me to the couch.

  “It was fine, I always enjoy hanging out with my sister and best friend,” I said. “I was thinking about you two all day, though. What did you do while I was gone?” I asked, my curiosity taking over.

  “We pulled the meeting together. The one I was talking about earlier, and we came up with a plan on how to handle the bears. We hope to drive them out without killing any more of them. It’s not something we particularly like doing,” Aleister said as he pulled my legs onto his lap. Sioux took a seat on my other side so that I could rest my back against him. I realized then that they had changed clothes and freshened up. Sioux smelled like fresh soap and shampoo.

  “Well that’s good. Progress is progress,” I said lamely. It was as if we were talking about something benign like the stock market maybe. Aleister laughed at my awkwardness, and I stuck my tongue out at him.

  “We also talked about throwing a party since all the guys are in town. What do you think about going to a bonfire in the woods?” Sioux asked.

  “That sounds fun!” I said excitedly. I hadn’t been to a bonfire party since my undergrad days.

  “Is it going to be like a sexy bonfire, are all the men going to be shirtless there?” I asked, deadpan. Sioux cracked up, and Aleister shook his head slowly, a small smirk on his lips.

  “I can be shirtless for you, Holden. Whatever you want,” Sioux offered.

  “The only sexy one there will be you anyways. Now that I think of it, maybe we should keep you here to ourselves,” Aleister said jokingly. He gave me his brother’s signature wolfish grin and lunged for me, peppering kisses all over my face. I squealed playfully and tried to wiggle out of his grip, but Sioux was right behind me and he, of course, didn’t help. In fact, he helped his brother in getting me held down on the couch while Aleister slid his hands underneath my sweater. As if they had some secret ‘Holden’ switch, my body lit up with arousal. I definitely wanted another taste of my men.

  I was reclined against Sioux’s chest, settled in between his legs while he had his fingers laced with mine up by my head. Aleister was slowly pushing my sweater up as he trailed his lips along in a snaking pattern on my belly. My hips already moved restlessly, and he simply went on his way kissing up along my sternum.

  “Aleister…” I pouted, only making him chuckle. Sioux laughed too and leaned down to mimic me, his voice right in my ear. Sioux let go of my hands to pull my sweater off and undo my bra, while Aleister got with the program and undressed me from the bottom. Neither of them undressed at all, and Sioux went back to keeping hold of my hands.

  “I feel like I’m the subject of an evil plan,” I said, trying to sound suspicious. But my voice came out all breathy. Aleister was looking at me as if I were his next meal.

  “Perhaps…” Sioux said, but I heard the grin in his voice. Aleister slid his hands down along my sides to grip my waist. Then he lowered his head and sucked one of my nipples into his mouth. I wanted to feel the pressure of his body against mine. But he stayed off to the side, curled over me instead. He pinched and rolled my other nipple between his fingers, sending, even more, electricity sizzling to my core. There was already a dull ache in between my legs, and I knew I’d gotten wet as soon as Sioux held me down.

  Aleister kissed his way down to my inner thighs while his hand slid along my waist. I felt as if I’d catch fire simply waiting for him to get where he was going.

  “You’re so impatient,” Sioux said, humor in his voice. I glanced up and stuck my tongue out at him. My squirming had definitely not gone ignored by Sioux, yet Aleister was still taking his sweet time.

  “What are you two doing?” I complained, my tone more of a moan that conversational.

  “Learning you,” Aleister said, his breath tickled the lips of my sex. My clit started to throb with need, and I circled my hips with impatience.

  “Well, learn faster,” I said. Aleister chuckled, his mouth hovering over where I needed him to be. He finally spread my legs open a bit more and kissed my inner thigh. He spread open my folds and first slid his fingers into me. I moaned a bit in relief, but mostly satisfaction. Then, he flicked his tongue against the sensitive nub of my clit; his tongue moved slowly as if he were savoring me.

  Sioux moved his hips a little restlessly, and my eyes flitted to his. I wanted him just as much as I knew he wanted me. I could feel the bulge of his erection pressed against my back. I moved my hips with Aleister’s fingers and tongue, remembering the feeling of them inside me. My limbs started to tremble with the threat of an orgasm. I welcomed the warm sensational rush that suffused seemingly every part of me. When I looked down at Aleister, I knew from the electricity in his gaze that we were far from done.

  6

  “Will there be food at the party? I think we need to replenish calories.” I said as Sioux drove my truck to some trail they were both vague about. Apparently, it would lead straight to where the party was being held.

  “Don’t worry, there will be plenty of food and drinks,” Aleister grinned. He smacked a wet kiss to my neck, and I giggled. We’d pretty much spent the rest of the day having relay sex. There was hardly a part of my body that went untasted by the twins. That, and I had my share of exploring them as well.

  “Is it like…I don’t know bad luck to celebrate before the bear problem is actually taken care of?” I asked, the question just popped into my head and out of my mouth without a filter.

  “We still have people patrolling, and everyone is on rotation. So, hunting groups will cycle in and out of the party tonight.” Aleister assured me.

  “So, is the party like…deep in the woods?” I asked curiously.

  “Somewhat, but does that scare you?” Sioux asked, his gaze briefly touched mine through the rear-view mirror.

  “No…” I lied. I couldn’t help the feeling of uneasiness I had about being in the woods at night. Even if I was arguably highly protected by Aleister and Sioux and their friends. I felt Aleister’s gaze on me and glanced over at him; he didn’t say anything, though.

  When we pulled into the Fir Point trail parking lot, I wondered if the party was being held in my dad’s old neighborhood. Well, it wasn’t as much a neighborhood, more like a few homes dotted near the trails and hidden from the rest of town.

  “Where are we going?” I asked, wanting to know exactly. I could stand the vagueness from them anymore.

  “We’re going to the party,” Aleister chuckled. I sighed heavily and got out of the truck with them. It was late afternoon, and the sun was barely hanging onto the sky anymore. I did feel a little tightness in my chest as we walked up to the trail.

  “Holden, we’re right here you know? You don’t have to feel anxious,” Sioux said, and I realized I was dragging behind a little.

  “I’m sorry…it’s just that I can’t help it. What with how my dad died and…everything,” I said, taking a huge breath afterward.

  “You won’t be able to be yourself again if you can’t push past your fear,” Aleister said, sliding his hand in mine and pulled me forward. After a bit of reluctance, I kept up with them on the trail. We walked in comfortable quiet for a while; I focused on my contact with Aleister and Sioux’s confident stride just a little bit ahead of us.

  I recognized the section of the trail as it was so close to my dad’s house. But right before we got to the littl
e path that led off to the cabin, I heard laughter and a bunch of voices. Then, the fire came into sight as well as the smell of food and the sources of the voices. There were several wooden logs strewn around the fire as makeshift benches. Then, there was a cooking station over a separate fire pit, and people were grouped all around and in between. The area wasn’t exactly a clearing, but the trees were widely spaced enough to be the perfect setting for a party. Not to mentions they worked as great posts for the outdoor lights strewn between them.

  “Wow…this is amazing,” I said excitedly.

  “I got the music!” Someone yelled as he ran with a huge speaker and set it up near the main fire. Soon the area was saturated with nineties rap, of all things. I could definitely hang out with that crowd.

  “Hey, that’s my dad’s house!” I pointed to an incline in the ground; it led right up to the side of his old place. A strong sense of nostalgia, melancholy, and something like longing just rushed through my chest.

  “We didn’t mean to make you sad…” Sioux said, noticing my expression change before Aleister did. Sioux pulled me into a tight hug, and I took a few deep breaths to try and ease the rush of emotions.

  “I know, it’s okay…” I murmured against his chest.

  “We wanted to honor his memory, you know? Since everyone is here, we thought this would be a cool way to remember him. Mark used to hang out with us like this all the time,” Aleister said, I felt his hand on my back, and he was almost pressed right up against Sioux and me.

  Sioux let me move back a fraction, and I nodded. I hadn’t realized tears sprang to my eyes until Aleister wiped at them.

  “Guys, you’re babying me,” I chuckled.

  “So, what? We get to baby you,” Sioux said.

  “Let’s get you a drink, yeah?” Aleister said and pulled me towards the food area.

  “Our fearless leaders!” a huge guy bellowed his greeting through the trees when we walked up to the grouping of tables. There was one dedicated to drinks and another to food.

  “Easy, Copeland,” Aleister chuckled. “Holden, this is Cope. He leads one of our hunting packs,” Aleister introduced me to Cope. He seemed to be the cook, manning the grill over the pit.

  “Holden, it’s an honor to meet you. I’m truly sorry about your father. Mark was a great man,” Cope said sincerely. I tried my hardest not to cry and gave him a soft, ‘thanks’ and ‘nice to meet you too.’

  “Here you go, Holden,” Sioux handed me an ice cold beer and I took a healthy drink. I recognized it immediately. It was my dad’s beer of choice, which was actually a lager. Yuengling was my favorite as well. Obviously, I was influenced by my dad’s tastes.

  “So, I’ve got just about grilled everything. From seafood to steak, the selection is impressive if I do say so myself,” Cope told me, a silly grin on his traditionally handsome features. He was basically Paul Bunyan in size and beard; he had warm brown eyes and a goofy demeanor that was hard not to warm up to.

  “You guys eat a lot of meat, huh?” I joked.

  “Holden, you have no idea,” Aleister said as a matter of fact. He already had a plate piled high with skirt steak and what looked like fajita veggies. I laughed at him, and he gave me an affectionate kiss on the neck before excusing himself.

  “Aleister’s scatterbrained when he’s around us. I’ll be your proper escort tonight,” Sioux said proudly.

  “Why thank you, Sioux, you might be my favorite tonight,” I said cheekily.

  “Really?” He got all excited, and I almost didn’t want to pop his bubble. But then again, I didn’t want to start playing sides even if unintentional. I had equal amounts of affection for both Aleister and Sioux. I wasn’t going to even deny that I wanted and maybe…needed them both.

  “No, both of you are my favorite,” I said, and leaned into him for a kiss.

  “You know what, that’s totally okay with me,” he grinned and pressed his lips against mine once more. My stomach started protesting loudly enough that I paid attention to the food. I went with grilled shrimp tacos. There seemed to be a sort of Mexican theme going; it was either tacos or fajitas.

  “So, where do you guys live? I feel like we’ve known each other years and I don’t even have your cell phone number,” I chuckled.

  “If you haven’t noticed, we input our numbers to your phone the night we first had sex. And we live in a remote part of the woods; it’s really our parents’ cabin. But Aleister and I have our own guest house just off the main one.” Sioux said.

  “Your parents are still…?” he nodded.

  “Oh yeah, our father retired early. They actually own the country club,” he said, dropping that small bomb on me.

  “Holy shit!” I exclaimed, making him laugh. “So, you’re like…”

  “Well off? I guess so,” Sioux said with a small shrug.

  “The country club is like the town’s watering hole,” I said, making him laugh again.

  “It is. My dad loves that place. Maybe after Aleister and I have a couple of heirs, we’ll start getting more involved with the business,” Sioux said, grinning at me completely unashamed. I almost choked on my shrimp.

  “You plan…um, kids?” I stuttered.

  “Well yeah, one day. Doesn’t have to be soon, by any means.” Sioux said, completely unbothered. I wish I were as secure in the future as he was. Then again, he did say I was stuck with him and Aleister. That wasn’t a bad thing at all…but I hadn’t necessarily imagined having kids with them. What kind of crazy dynamic would that be?

  “I freaked you out, didn’t I? I’m sorry, we don’t have to think about kids at all. It was just a thing…” Sioux said, backtracking a little. I waved away his concern.

  “It’s fine, it just caught me by surprise,” I said while taking a bite of my shrimp taco. That Copeland was a good cook.

  “What caught you by surprise? That Sioux is hogging you?” Aleister bounded out of nowhere and sat on my other side on the log we were seated on.

  “We’re eating, unlike yourself. We aren’t barbarians who eat standing up,” Sioux told Aleister in all fondness.

  “Hey, it helps the digestion,” Aleister said. “Are you almost done, Holden? I want you to meet the rest of the guys,” he said excitedly.

  “Almost,” I giggled at his excitement. Usually, he was the more collected of the two. Aleister literally fed me the rest of my food and took me around the party, introducing me to the guys and some of their ladies. I recognized a lot of people from town. One of them even worked at the nearby gas station I always went to. What really shocked me was when I spotted my own neighbor, Gretchen. She was with one of the others and gave me a huge hug.

  “I’m so glad someone in the neighborhood is a part of this community now! You can come over whenever you like you know that. I’ll finally have someone to talk to about these guys’ antics,” she laughed. Gretchen was definitely drunk, but it was good to know she was in the loop. After meeting a few more people, I went off to find Sioux. I didn’t want him to feel neglected.

  Before I could look around, Sioux pulled me close from behind, and I spun around, delighted to find that he was actually a good dancer. He wasn’t awkward at all and moved with ease to the music. I enjoyed dancing with Sioux so much that I lost track of time. Only until Aleister joined us on a more upbeat song. By that time, everyone from the party had enough drinks in them to start dancing. It was really fun, and I felt like maybe my dad was watching from the sky somewhere, smiling fondly on us all.

  * * *

  “So, how’d you like it?” Aleister asked me as we walked back to my truck.

  “It was fun, the pack is really great,” I said. “Especially Copeland, that guy is a character,” I laughed.

  “He’s the life of any given day. I swear he was born with enough energy to last him centuries,” Sioux laughed.

  “So, did I meet everyone?” I asked curiously.

  “Nah, just about two-thirds. The guys you didn’t meet live in town, though, so you’ve
most likely heard of them,” Aleister said.

  “Anyone special?” I joked. “I mean up until tonight I had no idea your family owned the club,” I said as Sioux helped me into the truck. Aleister took the wheel, laughing.

  “Yeah, our primary concern is you and the guys, though. Then we can think about going into running the club,” Aleister said.

  “Or not. We can simply leave it to the manager and the board,” Sioux said excitedly.

  “That is…also a possibility,” Aleister chuckled, and he shrugged. “Nothing is set in stone that’s for sure,” he added.

  “What do you mean?” I asked.

  “Like with you, neither of us even imagined that we’d both fall for you. At all,” he said.

  “Fall for me?” I glanced at Sioux, who nodded sagely and then at Aleister. He gave me a sheepish grin.

  “We can’t help it. You’re pretty awesome, Holden.”

  7

  When we got home, I found I had a bunch of texts from Scout. She was freaking out over Isaac.

  “Everything okay?” Aleister asked as he passed me into the house. I slowly walked into the living room while going through Scout’s messages.

  “Well…my sister had sex. But she’s overanalyzing everything,” I said with a sigh. I figured I’d just give her time to relax, and I’d call her come morning.

  “The guy must be special if she’d obsessing…” Sioux waggled his eyebrows at me, and I smiled.

  “Yeah, it’s Isaac Thompson,” I sighed. Aleister and Sioux both glanced at each other, then cracked up. “What…do you know him?” I asked.

  “He’s a friend of ours,” Aleister chuckled. “That explains why he didn’t come to the party.”

  “Well then, I’m going to go shower…and put on some pajamas.” I took a deep breath and plugged my phone in to be charged near the breakfast bar.

  “You’re going to the shower?” Sioux perked up, an eager grin already on his face.