“Kitten, come back, Can you come back to us, honey?” When she pushed up through the fog, the only thought she could manage to hold was to keep her hands above her head. She looked up and saw a beautiful shade of silver. Joshua.
“I’m here,” she whispered. “I’m here,” she sighed.
“Good girl.” She shifted her eyes. Moving her head required too much effort. She saw shades of the forest. Ian.
Then she was floating, and she was lifted on top of Joshua. Nestled against his warm body, she burrowed closer, another sigh. It was Ian’s strength that had lifted her, and now he parted her legs so that they rested on either side of Joshua’s hips, so that the wonderful heat of Joshua’s massive erection pressed against her stomach. All that power and heat pulsed against her, assuring her that she was wanted and desired.
She felt Ian’s tender touch inside the folds of her sex, gathering the overflowing juices that their attentions had called forth and smoothing them upward to the star of her anus. She then felt his warm breath, before his tongue rasped against the slick entrance. Such a strange sensation had her clenching, but as he lapped against her sensitive nerves over and over she felt herself relax, enjoying his ministrations. Then she felt the tip of his tongue pushing through the loosened muscles of her anus, and as she keened out her unease, Joshua tangled his fingers in her hair and brought her down for a languid kiss, distracting her, soothing her.
Joshua’s hands stroked down her back, up and down, as Ian continued his caresses, which stopped feeling strange and began to feel good, began to stir sensations that reverberated throughout her body, and she found herself shivering and pulsing slightly against the strokes of his tongue, and then she felt his fingers join the glide up and push in.
The gentle loving had been extraordinary. That he would want that humbled her. But his fingers inside her, stroking deep, she needed that. She felt two, then three, inside, stretching her, and soon she knew she would feel the mushroom head of his penis penetrating her, and she needed that even more.
She pulled away from Joshua, stroking her fingers across his cheek, smiling down at him as she pushed back against Ian. Joshua smiled back, knowing exactly what Ian was doing.
“Please, Ian,” she begged.
“Yes, I promise,” he said.
“Now, please, I need you now,” she pleaded. Then she felt him and sighed, resting her head against the heat of Joshua’s chest. She relaxed the tight muscle of her ass, letting him in, enveloping him, and bringing him home.
“God, Livvy, you feel so good,” he croaked. Ever so slowly he pulled her up onto her knees, freeing Joshua’s cock from where it had been cushioned against the soft curve of her stomach. She reached down, stroking the velvety heat, needing two hands to surround him.
“Yes, baby, I love your touch,” Joshua said, a strained smile on his face.
Olivia had trouble speaking, the heat and power of Ian filling her, causing her to tremble, but he held still, so she gasped, “I love touching you, Joshua.”
“Guide me in. I need to be inside you.” Both men helped to position her so that Joshua’s cock was at the entrance of her vagina, and Olivia couldn’t stop the shudder that went through her body. She needed this. She needed to have them both inside her, at last. She started to push down, excitement coursing through her, the need. Then she was wincing at the strain on her compressed channel. Joshua, even though he was groaning in pleasure at being clenched so tightly, saw her discomfort, and immediately grabbed her hips and stilled her downward movement.
“Stop,” he commanded. “Stay still for a moment. Let yourself get used to the fullness.” Olivia sucked in a deep shuddering breath, and Ian leaned forward, his chest cradling her back, his hand reaching around to her mound, finding her engorged clit.
“Livvy, I’ve never felt something so soft, so puffy and wet,” he said, as he lightly touched that flange of flesh.
“You should see it, Ian. Her clit is so red and swollen, begging for your touch. Pinch it, she wants you to play.” Ian released the knot of nerves, and Olivia cried out in protest as he took his hand back to suck on his fingers. She could hear what he was doing, and she was so aroused, she pushed down on Joshua’s thick erection, needing more stimulation, needing more of her men. Ian brought his wet fingers back to her needy flesh and swirled around the bud, causing her to lift and then lower. She saw the strain on Joshua’s face, but she was unable to do anything about it because she knew that her face mirrored his. Up and down, until finally their pelvises met, and they both sighed in satisfaction.
Never, ever, had she felt closer to two human beings, so loved, so cherished, so needy, so out of her mind. They just waited, filling her, not moving. The strain on Joshua’s face had grown worse, not better, even though he was completely clasped inside her body. Then she felt that first small slide of Ian’s, causing a tumult within her, because only a thin piece of skin separated the two cocks, and she could feel them rubbing against her passage, against that sensitive, glowing place that lit her from within. When she looked at Joshua she saw that he felt it, too, that just as she felt that rub, he was just as transported.
Then Joshua pushed her up just a miniscule amount and pressed down into the mattress, causing his penis to rub against her insides, lighting her up, causing her to drop her head onto his chest and moan out her pleasure. And just like that, as if a starting gun had gone off, her men started a rhythm that had nothing to do with small and miniscule movements, rather there was plunging and pulling, rubbing and gliding, against her insides, pushing her higher, as they pushed themselves higher, taking them someplace they had never gone before. All three of them were groaning and moaning, soon shouting their pleasure.
“I can’t stop it, I’m going to come,” Olivia shouted.
“Come,” they ordered in unison. She felt jets of semen shooting into her, filling her, making her feel warm and satisfied. It felt like they continued for hours, and she reveled in this feeling of fullness, knowing that they would be a part of her.
She was barely awake when they both gently withdrew from her body. She felt herself lifted and then lowered into warm water.
“No,” she said sadly, but it was too late. Ian’s face fell. He had placed her into the tub and Joshua was standing next to him. He looked just as upset at her sad expression.
“Olivia Ann, why are you sad?” he asked anxiously. Ian stroked her hair, trying to comfort her, waiting for her to answer Joshua’s question.
“Why did you want to wash everything away? I wanted to keep you inside me.”
“Oh, baby, it’s okay, we’ll make love again,” Ian promised, kissing her gently as he knelt beside the tub.
“You’re leaving,” she said, her lip trembling. That’s when it all fell into place for the men. They could see that everything had been too much for Olivia, and despite the fact that they truly felt she needed the soothing effects of the warm bath, Ian picked her up, and stood her up. They both patted her dry as she stood with a forlorn look. This time Joshua picked her up and took her back to their bed, and she was held between Joshua and Ian, occasionally dozing off but mostly just luxuriating in the feel of the two of them, and praying it would not be the last time she felt their warm bodies pressed against hers.
Chapter 17
Ian had said good-bye, so Olivia gave him a hug and a kiss and wished him well. Leif left his SUV at the house, and they took Joshua’s Honda, once again agreeing that was the car to leave at SeaTac’s long-term parking.
Prior to Caleb coming to pick them up to take them to the school, Olivia asked Joshua about the strange dynamic she had witnessed on the part of Isabella with Leif and Caleb, as they ate their breakfast at the kitchen island.
“So, Isabella was acting strangely?” Joshua queried.
“Oh, yeah, she insisted on calling the guys Mr. Samuels and Mr. Johansen, even though they said to call them Caleb and Leif. It was pretty weird. She said that she could tell they preferred it that way, no matter what t
hey might have said. As a matter of fact, she seemed pretty deferential.”
Joshua laughed. “Leif and Caleb had to have eaten that up. At least, at first.”
“Okay, explain it to me, because I’m so not getting it,” Olivia said in a frustrated tone.
“They’re Doms,” Joshua said succinctly.
“Huh?”
“Dominants, they are drawn to submissive women.”
“Oh, they’re into bondage and stuff,” Olivia said, nodding her head in understanding. “That still doesn’t explain the thing with Isabella. She was just being extremely polite. I think Caleb and Leif better be looking elsewhere, because she would be the last girl interested in any kind of kinky sex. As a matter of fact, if I had to guess, she’s probably pretty innocent about men,” Olivia stated firmly.
“Like I said, Olivia Ann, they’re drawn to submissive women. Women who act with deference, women who have an innate need to please, and I think that defines Isabella. I’m not saying she isn’t a strong, accomplished woman. She is. But, I think she is also a woman who is more comfortable in life when she is obeying rules and somebody else is taking control.” Olivia took some time to process what Joshua said. It was such a different outlook on life than her own that it took her a while to truly comprehend such a disparate viewpoint.
“Joshua, I’m really having trouble with this one. Maybe it’s because my early childhood was so damn chaotic, but giving up control damn near kills me. I agree with you, when you describe Isabella, and I really look at her, you’re right. She only likes to be in control of her classroom. Other than that, she likes to be told what to do. That’s so damn different from me that I’m having trouble grappling with it. You’re the psych major. Can you explain it?”
“After meeting and seeing Isabella work so effectively with the children, I would say that she doesn’t suffer from a dependent personality disorder, where she’ll please anybody just to get some kind of acceptance. I saw her disagreeing with Shirley when it came to what she thought was correct for the children in her class, so she will definitely stand up for what she thinks is right. I think this is more about a need to surrender some aspects of control in her life, especially in the male-female relationships.”
“I so don’t get that,” Olivia admitted. “Do you know how difficult last night was for me when you and Ian asked me not to touch you?” Olivia asked him.
“We knew that it would be, that’s why it was such a gift. We know that you like to control things, but you also like to give to your partners and you have trouble just receiving. Let me guess, you have four untagged gifts under your Christmas tree, waiting to give to somebody if they come to your house with an unexpected gift?”
“Huh?”
“I mean, if someone comes to your house with a gift for you that you weren’t expecting, you have a box of candy wrapped up, or a bottle of wine wrapped up, ready to hand over, so that you have an equal exchange.” Joshua saw the flush that covered her face and knew that he had guessed correctly.
“See, Olivia, you can’t just receive, it always has to be an equal exchange in your mind. Ian and I want to get you past that point of view. Our relationship won’t survive if we’re always looking at this as some kind of power exchange. This is about three people who love each other, who want to be here for one another. Sometimes one person will really want to give, or someone will really need to receive, and we have to respect that. We can’t be keeping score or that demeans the relationship and one another.”
“We were talking about Isabella,” Olivia protested.
“And now we’re talking about the three of us, which is more important. Do you understand what I’m saying, Olivia?” Joshua asked.
“Fine, if you really want to talk about this, we’ll talk about this,” Olivia said, her voice rising. “Haven’t you noticed that since this ‘relationship’ has started, I’ve been the one doing all the receiving?” she said, using air quotes around the word “relationship.”
“Hell, even when it was just the two of us, I was injured,” Olivia continued. “Then when you and Ian showed up in Boston, I was sick with migraines. Next, I was shot, and now we think somebody is trying to fucking kill me and you two have to protect my ass. Just where in the fucking hell do you get off, judging that I’m not willing to receive in this goddamn relationship?” she asked incredulously.
Blindsided, Joshua just looked at her, and Olivia was pleased to see that he was having trouble coming up with a response. Finally he said, “Olivia Ann, all of those things have been out of your control. Honey, not one of them could you have stopped from happening. You had no choice.” He reached over their plates of food and brushed his knuckles over her flushed cheek.
“But don’t you see, Joshua. It doesn’t matter if it was within my control or out of my control, I have still had to lean on you both for almost the entire time that I’ve known you. How do I know that you’re even going to like me when you see the normal me?” she asked quietly.
“You mean the woman who runs American Humanity Connections like she was born and groomed for it? That woman?”
“Yes, that woman. You haven’t really met her.”
“Jesus, Olivia, I got so damn hard listening to you taking down to Paul and Kathy Stevens via teleconference, I was afraid I was going to disgrace myself! Before we brought you back to Fate Harbor, before you were shot, Ian and I watched you doing AHC business. We watched you take command, we saw you up on that stage. You were phenomenal. I saw Ian’s expression, he was blown away, and all I could think of was, I get to take that woman home to my bed. When this is all over, I’m not buying you a French maid’s costume. I’m buying you a dominatrix costume!”
Olivia giggled. “Do you really think we’re going to have giving and receiving problems in this relationship?” she asked seriously.
“Yeah, I do,” Joshua answered just as seriously. “I think because of our work as cops and firefighters, Ian and I have learned that we have to lean on others and trust others to be there for us. We know that we can’t do everything for ourselves, and if we try to do that, we could end up getting ourselves killed or someone else killed. I think you’re so used to relying on no one but yourself that giving up any kind of control is going to be extremely difficult for you.”
“So that’s what last night was about?”
“Partly. Plus, it made the sex really hot,” he said, with a masculine grin. “Are you done with your food? Caleb’s going to be here any moment.” Olivia handed over her plate with a thoughtful expression. Joshua had made a good point about him and Ian being better at knowing when to lean on others, and asking for help. Hell, who knew it would be the men who would good at that?
They heard the truck pull up and left for the last day at the school in Snoqualt.
* * * *
“Miss Livias, where’s Christopher?” Jaden asked.
“He’s with a new family right now,” Olivia explained to the little boy.
“Is that because his mom and dad didn’t tell him his last name?” another girl asked.
“That’s a very good question, Edith.” Olivia had the entire class stop their various projects and assignments to join her in the reading circle. She sat down cross-legged as if she were going to read a story.
“One of the little boys in our kindergarten class won’t be joining us anymore. His name is Christopher, and he went to live with a new family, like I did when I was a little girl. Somebody at his house was hurting him, so he told me. I didn’t want him to be hurt at his house anymore, so I got him taken away to a safer place, and he was happy. Christopher is going to go to a new school. Edith and Jaden, does that answer your questions?” she asked the two young children.
“Yes,” Edith replied.
“Was it his dad who hurt him?” Jaden asked.
“Yes, it was,” Olivia answered calmly.
“Oh,” Jaden said, not saying anything else.
“Does anybody else have any questions?” she asked the gr
oup of children. One little girl in the back raised her hand.
“What happens if you aren’t here anymore, who do we tell then?” she asked.
“You tell Miss Isabella, Miss Bethany, Miss Shirley, or Miss Belinda when she returns, all four of them will help you. If you are at home and it is bad, you can always call 9-1-1. Do you know how to do that?” Joshua was impressed with the way Olivia treated this like any other lesson she was teaching the class. She made it very matter-of-fact and practical, which took away any stigma for the kids.
After teaching them how to call 9-1-1, it was time for recess. The kids were surprised to find that the basketball court was finished, and they could now play. Caleb acted as recess monitor, while Joshua acted as an impromptu referee. He found himself having to allow different kinds of offenses depending on the age of the offender, and it got quite complicated. He had kindergartners running down the court holding the ball, while he was blowing the whistle on older children for running with the ball. Olivia stood on the sidelines rooting for the children on both sides, but he knew she was mostly laughing at his expense. He didn’t care. Whatever kept her mind off of Ian was fine by him.
Eventually the day came to an end, and almost all of the children in the class gave Olivia a hug as they got onto their bus to be returned to their various temporary homes. After Bethany and Isabella left for their homes, Olivia and Shirley went into Shirley’s office for an hour, where Shirley went over the books with Olivia. Shirley had realized early on that Olivia ran AHC, and she wanted to pick her brain for any tips she might be able to provide in running a charity. Caleb and Joshua worked on putting up the remaining playground equipment that had been purchased.
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