by BE Kelly
“I came as soon as I heard,” Glory said, bursting through the door. “I’ve got a wedding to help plan and we don’t have much time. Only one more week until winter sets in.”
“How did she—” Eden began to ask, but Anson quickly silenced her with a kiss. Duff pulled her onto his lap when Anson was done and gave her the same treatment, not caring that Glory was watching them, smiling like a loon.
“Enough of that mushy stuff. You’ll have the rest of your lives for all that. Tonight, we need to start planning a wedding,” Glory insisted. She wedged herself onto the sofa, causing them all to laugh. Anson wasn’t sure how it had happened but he and his brother had finally met their match in Eden Graystone. Their families were going to finally be joined and he had a feeling that was how it was always supposed to be—the three of them together, bonded for all eternity.
Eden
One Week Later:
Their wedding had turned out to be one of the best days of her life. Her father even showed up to give her away, which was a change that she was having a hard time getting used to. There were lots of subtle changes that she was getting used to. Of course, the people around them couldn’t see them. Only she, the guys, and Glory knew of the actual changes between the two realities.
There were little things like the fact that her mother’s hair was blond and not hot pink anymore. Her father was more attentive and when he promised to be there for her, he showed up now. Her mother seemed to be less of a flake. But the biggest change was the fact that her parents seemed to even be friends. Before their trip back to the past, Eden’s parents hated each other. They bad-mouthed each other at every turn, always getting in their little twists and digs. But now, the pair seemed to be the best of friends, and that sort of creeped her out.
Her mother had helped her and Glory plan the small wedding and her father and Mr. Kirkpatrick got the campus ready for their little gathering. The three of them were joined in a ceremony that had joined supernaturals for hundreds of years. It was simple and perfect. She loved the way Anson cried and Duff made fun of him for being a softy. Her two guys were so different and yet so alike. She was completely in love with them and spending the rest of her life with the two wolf shifters felt right.
After the ceremony, they had a small reception with finger foods and a wedding cake that Glory baked. Honestly, there wasn’t anything that woman couldn’t do. And when it was time for the three of them to leave for their honeymoon, they said their goodbyes and headed back to the townhouse that she had moved into with Duff and Anson, earlier in the week. With classes already begun, they couldn’t have a proper honeymoon, but they agreed to stay locked away in the townhome until they all had to be back on campus on Monday.
“Are you happy, Mrs. Kirkpatrick?” Duff asked. She was extremely happy and once they got her out of her dress, she had a feeling she’d be that happiest girl alive.
“Very happy,” she breathed. Duff had insisted on carrying her into their home and once they crossed the threshold, he handed her off to Anson who carried her up to their bedroom. “Two thresholds?” she asked.
“We’re not taking any chances,” Duff said. “We don’t want to jinx things and Glory said that carrying the bride over the threshold is good luck.”
“We figured since there are two of us, there should be two thresholds,” Anson added.
“Well, you two are nothing if not thorough,” she teased.
“You have no idea,” Duff growled. “We plan on being very thorough with you the next few days.” He bobbed his eyebrows at her, making her laugh.
“We have a little wedding gift for you, Baby,” Anson said. He sat her on the bed that the three of them shared and reached into his pocket, pulling out a small black velvet bag. “Hold out your hand,” he ordered. Eden did as he asked, smiling up at the both of them. Whatever they were about to give her was going to be good, judging by the way they were watching her. She could almost feel their need for her as if it was tangible.
Anson dropped three heavy silver bullet-shaped items into her palm, each one a different size. “What are these?” she asked, turning the cold metal over in her hands. The end of each item had a pretty red stone in it, to match the engagement ring that they had given her just a week before. She loved rubies and the guys got her a beautiful cushion cut ruby ring.
“Well,” Duff said, choosing the smallest one and holding it up for her to inspect. “These are to train your ass. We want to take you at the same time and these will allow us to do that, eventually,” Duff said.
“Wait—you’re going to stick that in my ass?” she squeaked. Sex was still so new to her; she wasn’t sure that the guys had even begun to introduce her to their world of sharing her. They were dominant and in charge of her body completely when they were together, and she wouldn’t want them any other way. But taking them both, at the same time, wasn’t something she had even considered.
“Yep,” Anson said. “You don’t seem very happy about our wedding present,” he teased.
“Oh sure,” she breathed. “I’ve always dreamed of my husband, well, in this case, husbands, putting one of those things in my ass on my wedding night.”
“It’s not a thing—it’s a butt plug,” Duff offered. “We’re not asking you to do anything you don’t want to do, Baby. You don’t like it; just say the word and we stop.”
“We just both want to take you at the same time,” Anson said.
“Can’t you do that without having to use these?” Eden asked.
“No,” Duff breathed into her ear. He was kissing his way up her neck and she was finding it hard to concentrate on their words. “It would hurt you and that’s not what we want. If we do this, we want to be sure that you’ll enjoy every second of it. Tell us that you’ll give this a try,” he begged. She wasn’t sure that she would like what they were asking her for, but she liked everything that they had asked for so far. She wanted to try—if not for herself then for her new husbands.
“I’ll do it,” she whispered. Anson backed her down onto their bed as he helped her out of her dress. He flipped her to her stomach and unzipped the back, pulling it down her body, exposing her bare flesh. She was ordered by her new husbands to forgo undergarments, and she had done as commanded. She loved the way Anson’s breath hitched as he ran his big hand over her bare ass.
“You did as we asked?” Anson said. He sounded more like he was asking her a question and Eden looked over her shoulder and smiled back at him.
“I did,” she whispered. “You like?” she asked.
“Very much,” Duff agreed. He climbed onto the bed next to her and ran his hands over her ass like Anson had. She loved the way they wanted her, even seemed to need her, constantly.
“Let's get you out of this dress so that we can have our way with you, Wife,” Anson said. He helped her up from the bed and pulled the dress the rest of the way down her body.
“Beautiful,” Duff whispered. He pulled her against his body and kissed her, turning her to face Anson so he could give her the same attention.
“You two are wearing too many clothes,” she said, flashing them her pout that usually made them laugh.
“Well,” Duff chuckled. “I think we can do something about that.” She sat back down onto the bed and watched her two sexy wolf shifter husbands strip in front of her. By the time they finished, she was panting with need and very wet.
“Fuck,” Anson growled. “You’re so turned on I can smell you, Baby.” She loved the way they both talked dirty to her. The things they said used to make her blush, but now, they just turned her inside out with need.
Duff grabbed her ankles and pulled her to the end of the bed. “You’re going to ride me while Anson puts the plug in your ass, Honey,” he said. “You good with that?”
“Yes,” she breathed. “I need you in me now, Duff,” she moaned. He got onto the bed and she felt it dip with his weight.
“Come here, Wife,” he ordered. She smiled and crawled across the bed and cli
mbed onto his body. Eden shamelessly rubbed her wet folds over his cock and he groaned, seemingly done with her teasing. He lifted her and lowered her onto his cock, letting her feel every sinful inch of him. When she was completely seated on his shaft, he pulled her down over his chest.
“Anson’s going to work the plug into that sweet ass of yours and then you’re going to give him a blow job to thank him,” Duff commanded.
“I want that, too,” Eden agreed, smiling back at Anson. “You taste so good, Anson,” she whispered.
Anson groaned and spread her cheeks. “I’m going to lube your ass and work this in quickly,” Anson promised. “I need in your sassy mouth.”
She looked over her shoulder at him and smiled. “Hurry,” she said. Eden felt his lubed up fingers slide down the seam of her ass and she hissed out her breath, squirming against Duff’s cock. She needed more and having Anson’s finger playing with her virgin hole made her crazy with need. She gasped when he slipped first one then a second finger into her ass, pushing past the tight ring.
“That’s a good girl,” Anson praised. “She let me right in,” he told Duff.
“She’s so tight with your fingers inside of her ass,” Duff said. His voice sounded strained with need. Eden could tell that he was holding back with her—waiting for the go-ahead to fuck her from Anson.
“I’m going to put the plug in,” Anson said. He pulled his fingers free from her ass and quickly replaced it with the heavy metal plug. She was so lubed up that the plug slipped right into her ass, leaving her feeling heavy and full.
“Be back in a tick,” Anson whispered in her ear. He left for the bathroom and Duff pulled her down to kiss her.
“Move,” he breathed. “You’re so tight—I need you to move for me.” She did as he asked, sliding up and down on his shaft, giving him as much as she was taking from him. She was so lost in Duff; she almost didn’t notice that Anson had come back into the room. He got back onto the bed with them and knelt next to Eden.
“I missed you,” she whispered. She grabbed his cock and stroked her small hand up and down his thick shaft. As soon as she opened her mouth, he shoved into the back of her throat, nearly making her gag.
“That’s it, Baby,” Anson growled. “Take all of me.” He worked in and out of her mouth and she felt so full, so desired, so loved. They worked together, the three of them setting a fast pace that had them all falling over the edge in no time. And when they collapsed together onto the bed, her world felt as if it was finally complete. She was their wife and they were her husbands, her past and her future all rolled up in two very sexy packages. She wasn’t sure how she had gotten so lucky, but she wasn’t going to question it. They were hers and she was finally home between the two of them.
The End
I hope you loved Eden, Anson, and Duff’s story! Now, buckle up and get ready for another Graystone Academy—Violet’s Surrender Book 2, coming in July 2021 from BE Kelly!
Gabriel
Gabriel Quick wasn’t looking forward to his first day of teaching at Graystone Academy. His best friend, Zander Kendry, stopped by his townhome earlier to wish him a good first day and handed him a six-pack of his favorite craft beer. He wished he could drink them all but that wouldn’t prove to his fellow professors that he was ready for the task of being the new Professor of Magic. He only had four classes, all of them with fourth-year students, and he was thankful for that. The last thing he wanted to do was babysit first-year supernaturals. But he wasn’t stupid, he knew that he got lucky because of who his uncle was. He was a legacy of a generous benefactor of the academy.
Zander had stayed for a couple of hours and they ended up ordering a pizza and watching some football. Gabriel loved that they were able to hang out more now that he was back in town and at the academy. Zander taught English at Graystone and he had been a professor there for five years now. He was one of the major reasons why Gabriel wanted to become a professor and why he agreed to take the position at the academy—to be closer to Zan.
They met when they were both first-year students at Graystone and God, Gabe fell completely in love with Zan that year. They were roommates from their second through fourth years and every time he thought about opening up and telling Zan how he felt, he found an excuse not to. They were both wolf shifters and even joined the same pack while they were at Graystone. Zander became his best friend, his brother, his world—and telling him that he was in love with him would end it all. Gabe had gotten good at hiding his feelings and accepting that Zan would never be more than just his friend. He could live with that because the alternative wasn’t something he even wanted to think about.
Coming back to Graystone was a dangerous game that he was playing. He wasn’t sure if he’d be able to keep up the ruse but staying away from Zander wasn’t something he could do anymore. He wanted to be close to him again and now that he was back, things felt like old times between the two of them. Sure, they were older and had more responsibilities than they had when they were young kids attending Graystone, but they were still the same guys. Hanging out, watching the game, eating pizza, and drinking beer was in their wheelhouse, and the normalcy that hanging out with Zan brought him was needed.
Gabe had tried to find someone, he dated both men and women, trying to forget the way Zander made him feel, but nothing really worked. He found fault with each and every person he went out with—usually the fact that they weren’t Zander was their biggest downfall. He was almost thirty and all Gabe could think about lately was finding the right person and settling down to raise a family. He just worried that the right person had just left his house and telling Zan that he was in love with him probably wouldn’t go over well. Besides, Zander was seeing a pretty young undergrad at the academy. A young witch named Violet Channing. She was smart as hell and sexy to boot with her purple hair and curves in all the right places. Gabe had to admit—a lot of his late-night fantasies involved the three of them tangled up in his sheets together. He liked to give Zander shit about dating a woman so much younger than they were, but he had to admit—he saw the appeal. Besides, she was twenty-four and old enough to know what she was getting herself into with Zan.
He was about to turn in for the night when his cell phone rang. “Hello,” he answered.
“Hey man,” Zander said. “I left my jacket over at your place,” he said.
“You need it now, or do you want me to bring it with me to campus tomorrow?” he asked.
“My wallet is in the pocket, so I guess I need it. Otherwise, I’ll have to make my morning coffee here and miss out on meeting Violet at our favorite coffee place tomorrow,” Zander said.
“You two have been dating for all of two months and you already have a favorite coffee place?” Gabe asked. “What’s next? You two picking out china patterns and shit?” He knew he was giving Zan a hard time and honestly, it was because he was so jealous he couldn’t quite see straight.
“Ha, ha,” Zander drawled. “You up still? Can I drop by and grab my jacket?” he asked.
“Sure,” Gabe offered. “I was just about to head up to bed, but I can hold off.”
“Thanks, man. I’ll be there in ten minutes.” He ended the call and Gabe realized his heart was racing. Every time he knew he was going to see Zander, he acted like a damn schoolgirl. He needed to calm the fuck down or his friend was going to start thinking that he lost his damn mind. Maybe he had—hoping for something that would never happen, but everything else had failed. Maybe it was time to come clean and tell Zander that he was in love with him and let the chips fall where they may. What did he have to lose? Oh yeah—just his best friend in the whole world.
Zander
Zander pulled into the open parking spot in front of Gabriel’s townhome. He was going to run in, pick-up his jacket and get the hell out of there. He had a plan that foolishly involved leaving his jacket at Gabe’s new place and then casually calling to tell him that he “accidentally” left it there. He even threw in the lie about leaving his wallet
in the jacket pocket when Gabe questioned him about needing the jacket tonight, but he needed an excuse to see him again. He was going to double back and finally tell Gabe that he wanted him. He wanted Gabriel Quick for as long as he could remember and not admitting it was starting to take a toll on their friendship.
After they graduated from Graystone Academy, they went their separate ways. It was for the best. Gabe hadn’t decided what he wanted to do with his life and Zander knew that pining for a man he’d never have was foolish. He stayed at Graystone and started teaching English, and for the most part, he loved it. The job came with some nice perks—namely the sexy grad students that he ran through like he was on a speed dating show.
Being bi, he always hoped that he would end up in a poly relationship and if he was really letting himself dream, that relationship would include Gabe. He wasn’t naïve; he knew his friend was bisexual too. He had caught Gabe out with a guy here and there, but he never asked questions. It wasn’t his business and he didn’t want to know the details. That would mean that he’d have to hear about the man he wanted going out with other guys. He was a chicken for not telling Gabe how he felt and when his friend moved home to teach at Graystone, he promised himself that he’d finally come clean with Gabe. He had been back home for almost two months now and Zander had chickened out at every turn.
Tonight, he planned on going back to Gabe’s townhouse to tell him how he felt. Zander wanted to spend the evening convincing Gabe that they could work if they just accepted the possibility of a threesome. Zander had been with Violet for almost two months now, and they had talked about adding a third. She knew how he felt about Gabe—somehow it was easier to tell her about his feelings than it was to tell his best friend, and she was on board for adding Gabe to the mix. All he had to do was persuade Gabriel to give the three of them a chance and then, he’d finally have everything that he ever dreamed of.