“There are other ménage towns? I had no idea. But it does bring up a question I’d like answered.”
She wasn’t sure this was the best subject to bring up, but she really needed to understand.
“How did the three of you start sharing women? And why do you want to continue? I’d like to know what’s in it for you. I know what’s in it for me.”
* * * *
Falk wasn’t sure how to answer. Why he, Josh, and Brayden shared was complicated. It wasn’t about one thing. It was about many things. Mostly it was about their deep fears of inadequacy. Each one of them wondered why a woman would fall in love with them for something other than their money, looks, and success. Together, they made one almost normal male. Separately, they were three flawed individuals with emotional bruises.
He pushed his coffee cup away. “We started sharing right after college. I was dating a girl who was attracted to not only me, but the guys, too. She was very adventurous. She introduced us to some pretty wild things. We were young and wanted to try new things. The relationship didn’t work out, but our appetite for sharing went on.”
Josh refilled Ava’s cup. “We liked sharing because…well, we like hanging out together and having fun. If we each date a different woman, then we won’t be having fun together. Eventually, we’ll drift apart and see each other every now and then, talking about the tedium of our daily lives and how our wives won’t fuck us anymore.”
Ava frowned. “So you share so you can have sex and hang out together?”
Falk shook his head. Josh was trying to explain without giving her all the depressing details. Falk grabbed her hand.
“It’s not that we want to hang out, drink beer, and play guitar. We don’t need a woman to do that. It’s that it makes things better when we’re together. What one of us lacks, one of the other has. We’re not really complete unless we’re together, if that makes sense.”
Brayden grabbed her other hand. “What we’re trying to say, and badly, is that we don’t believe that one of us, alone, can make a woman happy. Together, we can. Josh can’t remember a woman’s birthday, but I have an excellent memory for details, so I can help him. He has a much more easygoing personality, so he can make a woman feel comfortable with him. Falk knows all about classic romantic tactics that make a woman feel special. Each one of us makes up for what the other lacks. It works and works well. And yes, the sex is good, too.”
“You don’t mind sharing one woman? Don’t you get jealous?”
Brayden shook his head. “No way. Jealously is not allowed in this relationship. Nor is playing us off one another, if you had any ideas about that. Everyone is equal. Each one of us will want to spend time with you alone. We’ll also spend time with you together. We will not, I repeat, will not, keep score along the way.”
“How can you think that I can make all three of you happy, if you don’t think that one of you can make me happy? There’s only one of me and I’m concerned that I won’t be enough. What if two of you need me at the same time?”
Josh grinned. “If you mean sex, the more the merrier. If you mean talking, then we’ll all be together. We’re as close as brothers, so there are no secrets. If you mean wanting your attention in general, well, ‘first come, first served’ is our motto. The second man will just have to wait for your attention. It is not your responsibility to try and be everything to all of us. Just be you and we’ll be fine. We’re actually extremely low-maintenance guys. You can’t be demanding and share one woman. It wouldn’t work.”
Falk could see the wheels turning in Ava’s mind. They needed to make her understand that she was more than enough for the three of them. She was more than they’d ever thought they would find.
He squeezed her hand. “Frankly, we weren’t sure we would ever find one woman we agreed on that would be attracted to all three of us so, needless to say, we’re pretty happy about the turn of events.”
Brayden started to add something, but his phone began to ring in his pocket. Both he and Falk stiffened and Ava gave them a curious look. After a moment of hesitation, Brayden reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone, glancing at the screen to identify the caller.
Only someone who had been friends with Brayden as long as he and Josh had would recognize the swift tightening of his features. Brayden pressed a button to send the caller to voice mail and tucked the phone back in his pocket.
“They can leave a message. We were answering your questions.”
“It seems like you guys have this all figured out. No doubt about what you want.”
Falk put his arm around her shoulder and let his fingers get wrapped in her long, silky hair.
“We’ve given this a great deal of thought. Moving here wasn’t a whim. We weighed all our options. We already love Plenty and we were attracted to you the first time we saw you in the coffee shop.”
Ava’s cheeks turned a becoming shade of pink. “I remember that day. I couldn’t believe one store had so many handsome men. Heck, I can’t believe one town has this many gorgeous men. If women knew, they’d be flocking here like birds heading south.”
Falk laughed. “We’re glad you think we’re handsome because we think you’re beautiful and sexy. I’m not sure how I feel about you thinking other men are handsome, though. Maybe I should try and make you think only of us.”
Ava turned to him and their faces were very close. He could smell the flowery shampoo of her hair and feel the warmth of her body. He responded instantly, his cock hardening in his jeans.
“How do you plan to do that?” Ava’s smile was teasing.
Falk shortened the distance between their lips to mere centimeters. “I have a plan, beautiful. I’m putting it into action now.”
* * * *
Falk was going to kiss her. She’d been thinking about this moment for months and it was happening now. Her eyelids drifted shut as his mouth came down on hers. His kiss was gentle, but not tentative, coaxing an answering response from her. Arousal curled in her belly, sending heat straight to her pussy. Her panties were already damp from her kiss with Josh in the rain. Now they were soaked. She couldn’t help herself. These men were that sexy.
He tilted her head, his kiss becoming more passionate and demanding. His tongue boldly stroked hers while his hands pulled her closer to his body. She let her fingers dive into his thick, brown locks, loving the way the silky strands slipped through her fingers. When he lifted his head, she ran her hand across his slightly stubbled jaw and then to touch his lips, wet from their kiss. He smiled and nipped at her fingers.
“You kiss like an angel, beautiful. I could kiss you, and do other fun things, all night, but I bet Brayden would like his chance, too.”
She turned to see Brayden watching them. His eyes had darkened to a silvery black, his expression almost feral. All of these men were alpha, but Brayden was alpha to the alphas. He oozed testosterone from every pore and she licked her lips in anticipation of his kiss. His gaze immediately zoomed in on her mouth. He reached for her and tugged her from Falk’s arms, pulling her close to his hard, muscular body. She shivered in reaction. It didn’t go unnoticed. His eyes narrowed and his nostrils flared, his primitive instincts engaged. Ava was feeling primitive herself. She reached up, standing on her toes, and wrapped her arms around his neck to pull his lips down to hers.
He anchored his arms around her and lifted her up so she could sit on the counter. She was now looking him in the eye without having to tip her head back. She leaned forward and licked his lower lip, letting her hands run over his wide shoulders and down his chest. Every inch of him felt firm, not an ounce of spare flesh anywhere.
Brayden wrapped her long hair around his hand pulled her closer to him with a growl. She felt a gush of cream from her pussy at his display of dominance. Her nipples pushed against her bra, tightening painfully. She was a mass of lustful thoughts, the feel and scents of these men sending her somewhere she’d never been. Hadn’t even dreamed of.
His mouth came d
own on hers. The kiss was like Brayden himself. Hot, intense, dominant. He owned her mouth, taking every bit of her breath away. His tongue fucked her mouth, muffling her moan of pleasure. Her cunt was pressed close to his cock and she could feel it, rock hard, rubbing against her. Her pussy clenched, empty and wanting.
She felt dizzy and breathless when the kiss ended. These men turned her carefully ordered world topsy-turvy. She wasn’t sure it was a good thing, but she couldn’t push them away to save her life. The chemistry was too potent and too pleasurable.
She’d worked hard to start a new life here in Plenty, standing on her own two feet. Her divorce and her slimy, cheating ex had made her question her own judgment. It was a feeling she didn’t find pleasant. She had run from her attraction to these men like they were a burning building. In one night and with three kisses, they had swept her defenses away. She felt shaken and vulnerable, and she needed to pull herself together. Now.
She pushed her long hair back from her face and steadied her breath. She would project a calm and controlled facade no matter how jumbled her insides felt. She couldn’t let them know how much they had gotten to her.
From the look on their faces, she wasn’t fooling anyone. Their expressions were both triumphant and aroused. She wondered for the fiftieth time why they thought she could even begin to satisfy them. She hopped down from the counter and her knees were like jelly. She would have fallen at their feet if Brayden’s strong arm hadn’t caught her, steadying her until she could stand on her own.
“Easy there, baby. Hold on to me.”
His arm held her tight, but she pushed away so she was standing slightly outside the three of them. She straightened her spine and smoothed down her dress.
“Well, um, that was nice.”
The men’s lips twitched, and finally Falk grinned. “Nice, huh? You’re going to give us inflated egos with all that praise, beautiful.”
She pressed her lips together at his mocking tone. These men knew they were gorgeous, dammit. They didn’t need her damn praise to have a big ego.
“That’s right. Nice. The kisses were…adequate, I suppose. More than adequate, really.”
Brayden straightened up from where he was leaning on the counter. “Glad we could oblige. When we finally make love, I’m sure you’ll be telling us how…adequate we are, baby.”
She was relieved the men hadn’t called her on the blatant lie. All four of them knew how hot the kisses were and how she had responded to them. Josh threw his arm around her shoulder.
“Brayden’s just teasing you, Ava. He has a wicked sense of humor. If he gets out of hand, just slug him. He responds well to physical reprimand.”
Ava laughed. The thought of punching someone as big as Brayden was pretty funny. He could easily control her with one hand tied behind his back.
“Violence is never the answer, Josh. I’d put him in timeout instead.”
All three of them grinned and Brayden tapped her on the nose. “Better behave, baby. I do believe in physical punishment for bad behavior. You just might find yourself over my knee with a red bottom. And your spanking will be much more than adequate.”
The breath whooshed out of Ava’s lungs. The picture of herself draped over Brayden’s knee with her bare ass in the air was a powerful one. Her entire body responded, dripping cream from her cunt, her skin flushing. She’d fantasized about a dominant man in her bed, but had never been lucky enough to meet one.
Falk laughed. “I think she really likes the idea, Brayden. Do you want us to give you a spanking, beautiful? We have some fun toys to pleasure and torture you with, too. We’re going to love showing you what sex with the three of us can be like.”
Ava shook her head. She was getting too deep, too fast. “We need to slow down,” she blurted.
Her blunt statement seemed to get their attention, their expressions turning sober and tense. She needed to get control of the situation quickly or she was going to end up in bed with these men. Tonight. Josh hugged her closer.
“You’re right. We just got carried away. You’re very fun to tease. Why don’t we sit and enjoy our cake and coffee.”
Ave nodded. “Okay. I do need to be getting home soon. I have an early morning at the clinic tomorrow, even if it is only a half day.”
Brayden steered her into the main part of the coffee shop. “We’ll talk about neutral subjects and I promise not to tease. Maybe Falk can tell you about the date he has planned for both of you.”
Ava sat down on a leather-covered couch only half listening to Falk’s plans. She was preoccupied with her overwhelming response to them. She desperately needed to slow the relationship down. Her need to control her feelings was strong, but not as strong as the feelings these men stirred up in her. She could only hope by the second date she would have a handle on her wayward emotions.
She looked at Falk’s handsome, male-model face and knew she was in big trouble. Her control was slipping through her fingers little by little. They weren’t going to let up until it was all gone.
Chapter Four
“Chicken fried steak. I love chicken fried steak.” Becca sighed. “If you tell Mark and Travis what I’m eating tonight…”
Ava chuckled. “My lips are sealed. You’re among friends here. Have some dessert, too.”
The ladies were having their regular Monday night at the diner while the men played poker.
Becca smiled. “I will, dammit. Dr. Health Nut keeps wanting me to eat healthy, and I really try, but sometimes I just really need something fried or covered in chocolate.”
Jillian laughed as she perused the menu. “We all do from time to time. Is my brother driving you crazy?”
Becca shook her head. “Not really. Well, maybe a little. They just don’t understand the cravings. I’ve never experienced anything like this before. They’re overwhelming at this point.”
Cassie nodded sympathetically. “It doesn’t seem fair. The first few months you were puking your guts up and now you have strong food cravings. I’ve decided that’s not going to happen to me.”
Ava was shocked. Cassie and her men were actively trying to get pregnant.
“You’ve changed your mind about getting pregnant? This is news.”
“Oh, I haven’t changed my mind. We’re still trying. I’m just not going to get any of the symptoms. I read up on it and I know how to avoid it. You use the power of the mind.”
Jillian practically choked on her iced tea. “Mind over matter? You have to be fucking kidding.”
Cassie shook her head. “I read about it. It’s a form of mild self-hypnosis.”
Ava was dubious. “I’ve seen hypnosis used for pain management but never to avoid morning sickness. I guess it could work. Maybe. What if it doesn’t?”
“I’m not going to think that way. If I doubt it, then it won’t work, will it?”
Becca smirked. “More power to you. But remember these words. Babies have a mind of their own and they don’t much care what havoc they wreak in your life. Believe me, I know. They just do whatever they want.”
Jillian set the menu down with a grin. “Just like men. And speaking of men, how did your date go on Friday night? Spill it. We want all the dirty details.”
Ava felt herself grow very warm as she thought about Friday night and the hottest kisses she had ever experienced. She’d tossed and turned every night since then, her dreams filled with naughty images of the four of them with little to no clothing. She would wake up sweaty and frustrated, tangled in her sheets. She wondered if the men were having the same trouble.
Nothing in her dull, uptight, middle-class upbringing had prepared her for dating three men. Her mother’s idea of a sex talk was to tell her men wanted one thing and when she was married she would just need to endure it. Close her eyes and decorate the living room or some sort of nonsense. Ava had rejected that philosophy in college. She wanted to embrace her sexuality. Unfortunately, she’d never found a man open to doing that. Her ex had only wanted one position an
d when she had suggested some variety, maybe some toys or bondage, he’d been shocked. She could still hear his voice telling her she was his wife not a whore.
Did wanting three men make her a whore? Did wanting to explore the passion she felt for them make her a whore? People outside of Plenty probably would think she was. But here, she was simply living her life the way she wanted. She tossed the menu aside.
“There aren’t many dirty details to tell. We went to a football game and to Charlie’s for pizza. At the end of the evening, we ended up at the coffee shop and Falk and Brayden were there, too. They were telling me a little about themselves. They all went to Harvard and majored in math. Oh, and they have a band and like to play classic rock.”
Jillian quirked an eyebrow. “And? I can tell you aren’t telling us something. Did you sleep with them? It’s not a shameful thing to do, you know.”
“I didn’t sleep with them! We kissed. I kissed Josh in the rain outside the football game. It was incredibly romantic. I kissed Falk and Brayden at the coffee shop. It was hot. They all three kiss like experts. I literally went weak in the knees. I thought it was just a saying, but it actually happened.”
Cassie whistled. “Nice. Kissing in the rain. Very…Gene Kelly–ish. Just kissing, huh?”
“Just kissing. It was our first date. I want to get to know them. Although, I admit I was tempted. They are sexy as hell.” Ava leaned forward. “They talked about spanking me.”
The other three women fell into gales of laughter and Ava felt the heat rise in her cheeks and cursed her fair skin. Jillian stopped laughing long enough to speak.
“There must be something in the water here in Plenty. We all get spanked on a pretty regular basis. You’ll love it. Trust us.”
Ava was already sure she would. She’d been fantasizing about it all weekend.
“I’m open to trying new things. They seem like men who enjoy adventure. That’s how they learned about sharing, actually. One of their girlfriends suggested it.”
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