by Dana Delamar
“They invited me to join them.”
Rod snorted and Dev looked pole-axed. “To join them? Well I never!”
“I’d have done the same,” Rod said.
“Truly, mate?” Dev asked. “If you found Sky in bed with, say, Mick, you would ask to join them?”
Rod’s face hardened, his lips pressed together.
“Right,” Dev said.
“Well, to be fair,” I said, “I’m kind of the oddball in that community. When I found out about my parents’ open marriage, I didn’t know how to feel. I just knew it wasn’t for me. I’d shared all of this with Blue and Sunshine. Hell, I’d shared everything with them over the years, but I wasn’t going to share Blue. They didn’t understand how I felt. They told me I needed to grow up.” Tears wet my cheeks. “I left that night and never went back.”
Rod scooted over, closer to me. Our shoulders and thighs touched. “I’m sorry they betrayed your trust, love.”
I leaned my head on his shoulder. His heat and comforting touch soothed me. “That means a lot.”
Dev laid his hand on my thigh. “What bothered you most—that they slept together, or that they didn’t include you?”
I looked at him sharply. “How can you ask me that?”
“Isn’t it obvious?”
I glanced at Rod, who seemed equally lost. “No.”
Dev used his hand to indicate the three of us. “I’m not sure what you call what we’re doing, but there are three of us, not two, and it doesn’t seem to bother you.”
His hand returned to my thigh. A flash of annoyance had me stiffening. But that wasn’t right. I relaxed and forced myself to think about his question. “Living in a poly-type situation can be difficult. There can be unexpected jealousies, disappointments, not to mention having to be concerned about multiple people and protecting everyone’s feelings. It’s really a juggling act.” I looked up at Rod, then back at Dev. “We’ve already had a taste of that.”
“I understand. But you didn’t answer my question,” Dev said. “What were you really upset about?”
I nibbled on the nail of my thumb as I tried to put into words exactly what I’d felt seeing Blue and Sunshine in bed together. “I guess… I can’t really say I had objections to being in a threesome… although I’m not really into women. I suppose Sunshine and I could have shared Blue.” What I’d said was the truth, but it wasn’t the crux of the problem, was it? My throat closed. I blew out a breath and pressed my hunched shoulders down. “We’d always done everything together, and… and… they’d left me out of that part of their relationship. I mean, yes, Blue and I had been sleeping together without Sunshine, but she did know about it. Hell, everyone knew about it. What they did behind my back… not telling me… I just couldn’t live with it.”
Dev nodded. “So, you didn’t want to be in a threesome with Sunshine, or you didn’t want an open relationship? Actually”—he bit his lip, an innocent gesture that made him look years younger—“I’m not exactly clear on the difference.”
“Well, I’m open to a threesome, obviously, but not a free-for-all. An open relationship is one where each partner is free to have other partners. Typically, there is no obligation for the partner to know about the others. However, that’s totally dependent on each couple’s agreement. Most people in the community are only open to sharing their partners with others in the community. We all lived and worked together, so generally everyone knew about everyone else’s partners.”
I shuddered, remembering how awkward I’d felt the first time I realized how many of the men and women at the dinner table had slept with my parents.
“It does seem a healthy way to live,” Rod said.
Dev glared at him. “Does it now?”
“Theoretically.” Rod grinned. “Don’t worry, poppet,” he leaned over me to level a smacking kiss on Dev’s mouth. “I only have eyes for the two of you.”
“Poppet?!” Dev choked.
Rod laughed. “Darling, doll, dove, pet, honeysop?”
“Please stop.” Dev groaned and dropped his head onto my shoulder. “What are we going to do with him?”
Rod pulled me into his lap and scooted us both over next to Dev. He reached over Dev’s lap and fisted his cock, then dropped his other hand between my legs. “I can think of a few things.”
The low growl in his voice had me forgetting about my parents, about Blue and Sunshine, about all the fears and questions racing around my mind. I’d have time to think about them tomorrow. Or never.
For now, all I wanted was to enjoy my two men in Tahiti while I still had them.
Chapter 11
DEV
Although I wanted to get to the sex that Rod had initiated in the hot tub, I wanted to make sure we didn’t forget the other part of our girl’s birthday gift. I put my hand over Rod’s on my shaft and squeezed to halt his movements. I looked at him, meeting his eyes and said, “Hold up, mate. Did you forget?”
He gave me a blank look. Rod had a one-track mind when it came to sex, and once he was in that zone, it was nearly impossible to shake him out of it. But I didn’t want to spoil our surprise for Sky. While we weren’t quite ready to debut “No Strings” for her, we had something else we wanted to sing instead. I started humming it, then Rod caught on and began crooning Van Morrison’s “Brown-Eyed Girl” in her ear.
I joined in on the chorus, but of course we changed “my” to “our.”
Sky was our brown-eyed girl. The girl who’d stolen our hearts.
The girl we wanted with us forever.
Tears rose in Sky’s eyes and she wiped at them. I leaned forward to kiss them away as Rod finished singing.
“You okay, love?” he asked.
“I’m just overwhelmed.”
“I think we all are,” I said, leaning in and kissing her. I pulled her off Rod and onto my lap, cuddling her close, Rod kissing the nape of her neck, then pressing kisses all along her throat. He stopped and looked at me, our mouths only inches apart, then I leaned forward and snogged him.
Sky sucked in a breath, and I turned to her and kissed her again, then Rod gripped her chin and took her mouth, the sight stirring something in me.
The three of us together—it just felt right. Like everything I needed. But how much longer could I have it?
She shifted in my lap, her pussy brushing against my stiffening cock, and I wanted inside her. She reached between us, gripping me in her fist.
“What do you boys say we take this to the bed?” she asked.
“No argument here,” Rod said. He rose and offered her a hand out of the hot tub. She stepped out, then reached for me.
“Hurry up, slowpoke,” she teased.
I piled out behind them, and we quickly dried off with the fluffy white towels the resort had stacked next to the tub.
They were both so fucking gorgeous—Sky with her brown skin, her high, full tits calling to me, Rod with his well-muscled narrow-hipped perfection, his long, thick cock jutting upward, begging to be touched, to be sucked.
He took Sky’s hand and ushered her to the bed, throwing me a teasing wink over his shoulder. “Play your cards right, Devkinandan, and you can have us both.”
My cock twitched at the idea. Having them both… Feverish images filled my mind, and I knew what I wanted, and how.
“Get on your back,” I said to Rod.
He raised a brow at me. “Want to be in charge again?”
“Yeah. That a problem?”
He shook his head and looked at Sky. “Love?”
She smiled and shook her head. “Where do you want me?” she asked, looking me up and down, her eyes landing on my rock-hard cock. I palmed it, and heat flared in her gaze.
“I want you on top of Rod, sixty-nine style.”
Rod lay back on the canopy bed, looking tanned against the white drapery of the canopy and the sheets. Sky crawled up next to him on all fours, flashing me her glistening pussy.
“Leave room for me behind you, Sky,” I sai
d, the words low and raspy, betraying my excitement.
She and Rod scooted down the bed, and she straddled his face. “Like this?” she asked.
She looked so sexy, her open legs just inches above Rod’s mouth. He was already caressing her arse, trying to urge her down to his lips.
“Perfect. Now lean forward and take Rod in your mouth,” I said, reaching for the condoms lying on the nightstand. I started rolling one on while watching them. She took his cock in hand, licking all around the head like it was an ice-cream cone, and I thought about joining her. But he’d be getting a different sort of attention from me later.
Instead, she was going to get loved by both of us.
She’d sunk down and let Rod suck on that sweet little cunt, and the sight of her grinding down on his face, the way he ate her, revved me up more than I thought possible.
He added a couple fingers to the mix and she moaned, grinding on him harder. Our beautiful Sky wanted to be fucked, I could tell. I climbed up on the mattress behind her and pressed down on her back, making her spread wider for Rod. “Arch a bit, sweets,” I said.
She did, and Rod chased her pussy with his tongue. I lined myself up, then slid inside her, making us both groan. I fucked her gently, enjoying the way she moaned for me around Rod’s cock.
I felt a hand on my balls, then a tongue. Rod of course. He was good at improvising, but I wanted Sky to feel us both pleasuring her. I’d have my moment with Rod later.
“Focus on Sky, mate,” I said. “You’ll get your turn.”
“So bossy,” he said, a smile in his voice.
I knew when he went back to her clit because she sucked in a breath and let out a moan. “That feels so…” She seemed a loss, then said, “Fucking awesome.”
“You like it, both of us at the same time this way?” I asked, leaning over to whisper it in her ear.
“I do. I love it,” she said, reaching back and hooking a hand around my neck, pulling me in for a kiss.
She’d risen up and let go of Rod, but he apparently didn’t mind. He lapped at her harder, the sound of him working her, the hitch in her breath making me want to fuck her harder. I pressed her forward again, then upped the pace as she took Rod in her mouth again.
She pressed back against me, and Rod held her hips tight, not letting her move much. I placed my hands over his, squeezing his fingers, and we focused on her, making her shudder and cry out around Rod’s cock.
Her pussy clenched around me, and she convulsed, almost making me tip over the edge myself. I pulled out quickly, not wanting this to be over. I wasn’t done. Far from it.
It was Rod’s turn to be the focus.
I picked up the tube of lube and got off the mattress. I walked down to the end, where Rod’s legs dangled off the edge.
“Put your feet up on the mattress, mate,” I said.
He did as I asked, peering at me around Sky’s hips. “Are you—” he started to ask.
I held up the lube. “I am.”
His eyes lit up. “Be gentle.”
I smacked his flank. “Be gentle?”
He laughed. “You know me too well, Dev.”
Well, actually, I didn’t know this side of him very well. But I could guess, based on the stories he’d told me.
I squirted some lube on my fingers, noting how Sky’s eyes tracked my movements even as she resumed blowing Rod. She must’ve done something particularly nice because his fingers tightened on her hips, and he groaned. “Fuck, love. Slow down a bit until Dev joins the party, or I’m going to be done in.”
She grinned around him and backed off, watching me start fingering Rod’s hole. I circled it, teasing him, and he shifted his hips restlessly, trying to chase me. I finally pressed one finger inside, and he sighed, impaling himself on it.
My cock was eager to get inside him, to finally feel what that would be like, to love Rod the way I’d wanted to for so long. But I didn’t want to hurt him.
I added a second finger. He was so damn tight, but he eventually relaxed a bit, and I pushed my fingers in deeper, then withdrew them, then again, waiting for him to press back against them. When he did, I knew he was ready.
I withdrew my fingers and guided my cock to his hole with a shaking hand. I looked at Sky.
“Let’s blow his mind,” I said to her. She nodded and sank down farther on his cock as I pushed inside him.
So fucking tight.
He groaned and stiffened, and I didn’t dare move until he relaxed again.
“Okay?” I asked.
“You’re fucking big, you know?” he said.
I grinned. “Am I too much for you?”
“Give me a second, you wanker.”
“I’ll give you more than that,” I teased, wiggling my hips a bit.
He laughed and then pressed against me. “Give me all you have,” he said.
I met Sky’s eyes. “Shall we?” I asked.
She licked Rod from root to tip and winked at me. “Let’s.”
Sky descended on him, her pretty lips stretching around his shaft, the sight almost as mind-blowing as being inside my best friend for the first time.
Rod felt fucking amazing. I gripped his hips, holding him in place as I fucked him, my body taking over, knowing what it wanted, my cock driving so deep inside him he’d feel me for days.
Sky’s head bobbed up and down and Rod let go of her, his hands gripping the sheets as he thrust up into her mouth, a strangled moan coming out of him. “Fuck yeah,” he growled.
We worked him between us, and he twisted in my grip. I firmed my hold on him, pressing into him, listening to his breathing, the way he was starting to shudder, his back arching, and I knew he was going over. I snapped my hips harder, faster, and came hard myself, Sky’s gorgeous throat working as she swallowed Rod’s release.
God, I loved them. I loved them both.
I pulled out and cleaned up in the bathroom. When I came back, they were snuggled together on the bed, and Rod patted the mattress beside him when he saw me.
I lay down next to him, taking him in my arms and leaning over to kiss Sky.
“Fuck, mate,” Rod said, snuggling into my arms. “That was incredible. I thought I’d had my mind blown before, but that was something else.”
I grinned and kissed his cheek. “Well, now I know what to get you for Christmas.” I stroked his well-trimmed beard. “I love you.”
He smiled at me. “Love you too.” Then he looked at Sky. “We have you, our lovely brown-eyed girl, to thank for all of this.”
She smiled at us and shrugged. “All in a day’s work.”
We laughed and nestled together. After a moment she asked, “So, how did the songwriting go?”
“It was fucking brilliant,” Rod said. “We have you to thank for that too. We’ll have some great songs to play for the gig.”
“I’m glad,” she said, playing with the sparse hair on Rod’s chest.
Then why didn’t she seem glad?
“Sweets?” I asked. “Something wrong?”
She shook her head. “Just tired out. You two take a lot out of a girl.” She smiled at me, and it almost looked real.
I reached over for her hand and squeezed it. “I love you, Sky.”
She nodded. “I suppose you do.”
“But?” Rod asked.
She shrugged. “Don’t mind me. It’s been hell of a night.”
“You’re not getting off that easy, love.”
She sighed. “I need a little time to digest all of this, okay?”
Rod touched her cheek. “We’re not Blue and Sunshine. Or Rainbow. Or whatever the fuck their names were.”
“I know,” she whispered. “Just give me a chance to catch up, okay?”
I hoped that was all it was, just her needing to adjust. To accept that she was ours, and we were hers.
SKY
Night was falling as I made my way through the grounds of the Hideaway Resort. My birthday bonfire was already burning on the beach; I could see
it flickering through the trees. Vanessa and Daniel had taken over the birthday planning, and that was a good thing.
I hardly felt like celebrating. Sure, Rod and Dev had worked things out. They even seemed to want me with them. But was what they felt truly real? Was it more than just lust mixed with gratitude?
And would it be strong enough to allow them to forgive me?
I hadn’t wanted to ruin last night by telling them, but I’d chickened out for the last time. I had to come clean with them about the partnership with TI. And Dev still had no clue about the bonus.
Daniel was right; I had been unethical, using my body to fix this situation, to bring Rod and Dev together. Mixing business with pleasure… and losing my head and my heart in the process.
How could Dev and Rod ever trust me again after that? How could they trust that my feelings for them were genuine? Was that why I didn’t trust theirs? Because I wasn’t sure myself why I’d done all this, what part the money and the partnership had played in getting me here, what part my own heart had played?
I did love them; I knew that. But would I have come here if the bonus hadn’t been dangling in front of me? If Daniel had said no to the partnership idea?
Or were those the convenient excuses I’d used to get myself to go, to risk my battered heart once again?
I was almost to the beach, my heart in my throat, hoping they’d understand what I’d done better than I did. Knowing they might not. But the words had to be said.
I couldn’t let myself love them unless they knew the truth. Unless they forgave what I’d done.
Two familiar voices called out my name behind me, and I whirled around, not quite believing my eyes as I made out the dim figures coming my way. “Mom? Dad? What are you doing here?” I asked as they hurried toward me, arms outstretched, Vanessa behind them, grinning from ear to ear.
I wrapped my arms around Mom, and Dad put his arms around us both, enveloping us in a bear hug. I hadn’t seen them in weeks, and tears rose to my eyes.
Mom kissed my cheek. “Happy birthday, honey.”
Dad kissed me on the other side. “Surprise!”
I wiped my eyes and started laughing. God, it was great to see them. “I still don’t understand?”