by Sarina Wilde
Chas’ arm wrapped around her shoulders. “You did great.”
She gazed at him as she leaned her head into Liam’s shoulder. Her partners, her support system. She needed to be with them, show them what they meant to her. “Let’s go home. Let’s make love.”
All Chas could think about traveling back to the house was getting Liam and Greer naked. They had already taken her together, but tonight it would be different. Tonight there were promises of commitment, and he wanted them together. All three of them making love, moving forward into a future that now seemed so much brighter. As they walked to the house, he knew his erection was already tenting his slacks. When Liam opened the door for them and his jacket gaped, Chas saw his too. For Greer. All of it would be for her.
Chas watched Liam lock the door behind him. Their eyes met as Chas drew Greer into his arms. Was Liam going to let him take the lead? Chas brushed his lips across Greer’s forehead, down her cheek to the sensitive indentation below her ear and finally over to her mouth.
“You taste of champagne,” he whispered against her lips. “Come upstairs. Let Liam and me love you together. Are you ready for that again, sweetheart?”
She melted into him. “Yes.” A shiver vibrated through her. “So, so ready. Having you together will be even more beautiful now.”
Liam came up behind her, leaning his head around to kiss Chas on the mouth before nibbling his way down Greer’s neck. “Lead the way,” he growled to Chas. “I’ll carry her.”
They stopped her in the center of the room. While Liam kissed her, Chas slipped the jacket from her shoulders. It was a sign of how comfortable she’d become with them that she allowed it without any hesitation. Once the jacket was gone, he slowly lowered the zipper in the back, kissing the skin he bared as it gaped farther and farther open. When he knelt on the floor behind her, Chas slowly tugged the fabric down and pressed his lips against the small of her back just above the sweet curve of her ass.
Lord, he would never get tired of this view, her heart-shaped derriere making his cock go painfully rigid. Needing some relief, he released his own zipper and pulled his dick free. While it throbbed and jerked, he helped Greer step out of the dress pooling at her ankles, removing the strappy heels as he did so.
He ran his hands up the silky length of one leg to the very top of the stocking, his cock twitching as his fingers brushed against skin even silkier than the sheer material. Greer moaned and shifted, her movement bringing his fingers much closer to the hot core of her. Chas inhaled her arousal, and before he could stop, a low growl erupted from his throat.
“I need to taste you. Want to bury my face right here.” He touched his fingers to her and Greer pressed against them.
“Not yet!” Liam snapped it out as a command. “Put yourself back in your pants and strip for us while I play with her.”
Fuck that was hot. He loved it when Liam pulled shit like this. He obeyed instantly and watched with eyes that felt heavy as Liam sat in the loveseat at the end of the bed and pulled Greer into his lap. Chas couldn’t take his eyes off her pert little breasts and their pebble-hard nipples.
As Liam cupped one of those delicious globes and teased its tip, his other hand dipped beneath the black lace of her boy pants, cupping and rubbing her mound. Chas watched, swallowing as he loosened his tie and slowly drew it from beneath his collar. After casually tossing it aside, he shrugged out of his suit jacket and let it fall to the floor.
“Watch me,” he whispered. Greer’s gaze avidly tracked his fingers slowly and methodically unbuttoning his dress shirt. He let it gape open, but didn’t remove it yet. No, that would come later. With the palm of his right hand, he rubbed down hard over his stiff cock, smiling as Greer moaned and shifted restlessly, pushing against Liam’s caressing fingers.
Liam looked at him. Their gazes locked as they both wordlessly acknowledged how anxious they were to take this woman together, cocks rubbing with only the barest of separations.
Chas toed off his shoes, slowly unbuckled his belt, and slid it from the loops at his waist. With a flick of his fingers, the top of his slacks opened and he slowly eased the zipper down, letting them gape and sag. Greer licked her lips, her fingers gently flicking one of her own nipples while Liam turned her just slightly so he could lick the other.
Chas stared at Liam’s hand, still busy beneath the lace of her panties. Even several feet away, he felt her heat, inhaled her aroma. He spun around, giving them his back as he let his slacks fall. Still facing away, he reached into his boxers and cupped his testicles in one hand while he slowly pumped his cock in his other. Throwing his head back, Chas moaned as he imagined Liam’s fingers sliding in and out of her slick pussy. He wanted her ass tonight, while Liam fucked her pussy.
He dropped his shorts, the only thing still on him was the dress shirt with a tail long enough to cover his butt cheeks. Slowly, as slowly as he could, he drew it off his shoulders, baring the back he knew Liam loved to bite, and finally letting the shirt drop to give them a full view of his ass. Eyes closed, Chas went back to slowly pumping his dick while he pulled on his sac with his other hand. God, he probably should have put on a cock ring so he could last longer, but it was a little late now.
“Turn around,” Liam growled. “Show us what you’re playing with, Chas.”
He glanced over his shoulder, saw Liam’s hand rubbing faster and faster beneath the lace, while Greer had her head thrown back against his shoulder, her eyes bare slits and her cheeks flushed as she tossed her head back and forth.
“Pump your cock, Chas, while I make her come. Isn’t she pretty? Our woman. Our fiancée.”
Chas speeded up, concentrating his efforts on the plum, already slick with pre-cum. He was panting. He couldn’t help it. It was just so fucking hot to stand there naked in front of them, jerking off while Liam was still fully clothed, even his tie still neatly knotted, and Greer sprawled on his lap wearing only silk thigh-high stockings and lacy panties, her body already flushing in the first throes of orgasm.
“Step over here and come for us, Chas.” Liam’s smile was dark and aroused, his voice no more than a growl of desire.
“Fuck yeah.” He stepped between Liam’s legs, right up between Greer’s splayed thighs while his hand moved faster and faster along his shaft. As she arched against Liam’s hand and cried out, Chas fisted his dick, pointing it at that black lace and groaning as he shot cum over her and Liam’s hand. It splashed onto the sleeve of his suit coat, but Liam just smiled and laughed.
“Yeah. Now you sit with her while I get out of my clothes. You get a breather before round two.”
Liam didn’t tease as he stripped like Chas had, but he did stop to touch himself as his gaze fell on her and Chas. Greer stroked her hands over Chas’ pecs, circling his nipples with her fingers until they stood out, hard as little diamonds. As her hand drifted across the ridged muscles of his stomach to his reawakening cock, she saw Liam mimic her motion, his hand slipping beneath the waistband of his slacks. His dark eyes drifted shut, his lips parting slightly, and Greer felt the ache of arousal start all over again at the sight.
“Strip, Liam,” she murmured. “Let us suck you.”
He groaned, toed off his shoes and nearly ripped the rest of his clothing from his body. Eyes now bright with passion, he strode over to them, stopping with his feet braced in front of the loveseat. Chas was the first to take him between his lips, gliding along Liam’s shaft. Greer took just a moment to watch. Both these men were hers, and the knowledge they wanted each other as much as they wanted her was the most incredible turn-on.
As soon as Chas came up for air, Greer replaced him, loving the silky feel of Liam’s shaft, the warm, clean taste of him. His fingers combed through her hair and she continued working him with her mouth and tongue.
Now Chas touched her, sliding the stockings from her legs, lifting her hips so he could strip the boy pants from her. Greer moaned around Liam’s cock when Chas dropped to the floor, parted her legs, and started
tonguing her clit, licking all the way to the tight pucker of her asshole.
“That is so damn hot,” Liam growled, “watching you with your mouth on me while Chas has his face buried in your sweet little pussy.”
And it was hot. Chas worked his fingers in and out of her while he teased her clit into an aching mass of nerves. Liam held her head steady while he thrust gently between her lips. Greer tried to concentrate on pleasing him, but her thoughts scattered before the sensations Chas created with his nibbling and sucking. Her pussy wept for him, his fingers gliding in and out. His rhythm changed, one finger sliding around her anus before pushing in.
“Have her straddle your lap, Chas,” Liam growled from somewhere over her head. “Keep loosening her with your fingers, and we’ll love her together.”
“Please,” she whispered, looking into Chas’ blue, blue eyes. “I need you inside, need both of you there.”
He smiled, touching her cheek with his fingertips, and kissed her softly before saying, “Put me inside her, Liam, then you come too.”
Liam nuzzled her neck, leaned around her to kiss Chas, their tongues tangling, then he withdrew ever so slightly, but his hands were there, stroking along the inside of her thighs until she shivered with anticipation. His fingers parted her and she felt Chas’ cock shift and move, the blunt head now stroking her wet folds.
“Push into her, Chas. Bury yourself.” Liam’s hot breath brushed across her back, then his tongue slid down her spine and along the cleft of her ass before probing in the same place Chas was now fucking her. Oh merciful heaven! He was tonguing them both while Chas thrust in and out.
She heard the flip top on the lube, a squeeze, and Liam’s fingers were working around the sensitive ring between her butt cheeks. When he pushed two fingers past the outer muscles, Greer tightened on Chas.
“God, Liam,” Chas ground out. “I can feel your fingers next to my cock. Sweet heaven, Greer, can we both do your pussy at the same time?”
She had wondered that herself. How wonderful would that be? To have them both inside her at once? “I don’t know,” she said with a gasp. “We can try.”
“Get your dick in there man,” Chas murmured. “Let’s try this. Let us feel you.”
“You okay with that, Greer?” Liam purred next to her ear. “You want me to fuck you at the same time Chas does?”
“Yes, yes. I need to feel you both.” She was desperate. When Liam began probing with his fingers, Chas stopped what he was doing. Time stood still as he gazed into her eyes. There was so much love there, and she knew Liam would look the same. Both of them would take care of her, make sure this was good for her. Liam kissed from her shoulder along her neck until his mouth was next to her ear.
“I’m going to ease in now, baby. If you need me to stop, you tell me.”
She turned her head slightly until she could see his profile. “Do it, Liam. I want to feel you, feel Chas, feel both of you loving me completely, all of us together.”
He bit her shoulder with the gentlest of touches, the blunt head of his cock pushing alongside Chas. The pressure was intense, but not painful. When he popped in beside Chas and slid alongside him, Greer gasped.
Both men were incredibly still, their bodies thrumming with tension.
“You good, Greer?” It was Chas this time. His hands held her hips tilted so Liam could slide deeper inside. As he did, she heard Chas moan. “God, Liam. I feel the ridge of your cock sliding along my shaft. It’s incredible. Greer, honey?”
“It’s wonderful,” she panted. “So full.”
After a moment, Liam moved, slowly withdrawing then plunging forward again as Chas pulled out. In no time at all, they’d established a rhythm, their cocks pumping alternately back and forth. She bit her lip as pleasure shot through her, then Chas’ mouth and tongue were there, locking her into a deeply intimate kiss while both of them rode her.
For several minutes, all she was conscious of was that incredible fullness in her pussy, the sounds of their breathing and the smack of skin against skin. Liam had never come in her pussy, and she wondered if both of them would tonight. She hoped so. She needed them to know that.
“Come inside me,” she told them. “I want it to be both of you.”
“Are you sure?” Chas met her gaze, his eyes bright.
“More sure than I’ve ever been of anything.”
Liam’s mouth was on her neck again. “I love you,” he groaned.
He reached around, grabbing Chas by the hair and pulling his head to the side for a tongue-diving kiss. She turned her head and joined, her breath now coming in little panting sobs. So much pleasure. She never imagined, never thought it could be this way, so beautiful, so complete she wanted to cry from the sheer joy of it.
Someone’s hand, she wasn’t quite sure whose, had worked between their bodies to rub against her clit. The tug on that sensitive nub, along with the feeling of two cocks fucking her at the same time, was too much for her self-control. She arched and cried out. Chas licked her throat and Liam growled.
Their movements speeded up, urgency in every thrust. As their hips slapped against her belly and her butt, she held onto Chas’ broad shoulders for dear life. She was being rocked on waves of pleasure, theirs and hers, until Liam shouted. She felt his cock jerk, shooting his cum deep inside her. As his thrusts slowed and stopped, Chas’ accelerated. Greer watched him, loving the intense look of concentration on his face as he grasped her hips and thrust one, two, three more times before crying out and coming, pumping hot and thick inside her.
Liam withdrew and rolled over until he sprawled next to Chas on the loveseat. The two men looked at each other then leaned in to kiss. “Christ, man,” Liam murmured hoarsely, “That was the most beautiful thing I’ve ever done.”
He eased her sideways so she lay partially against him while Chas’ softening penis slipped from between the swollen folds of her pussy. They stroked her and petted her. She dozed, stirring only enough to realize they’d moved her to the bed. One of them, she wasn’t sure who, gently wiped her off, and they both cradled her between them until she again slept.
Liam turned off the bedside lamp. In the dark, he found Chas’ cheek and rested his palm against it. “I hope we made her pregnant. I want her to grow big with our child.”
Chas shifted his head and pressed his lips against Liam’s palm. “I know you’ve been trying to make sure I was the one to always come in her, but I’m glad you did too, Liam. If she gets pregnant, it will be our child. All of us. Logically, I know only one of us will be the biological father, but it will be like we all had a part.” He paused.
Liam wished he could see his face because he felt like there was so much more behind Chas’ words. Finally, his lover said, “I need that now. Need to know we’re all in this together.”
“We are, baby. All of us.” Liam stroked Chas’ cheek. “The miracle is she loves us both, just as much as we love her and love each other. That is a miracle.”
* * * * *
Greer finished cleaning the upstairs, smiling at the pleasant ache between her legs. In the two days since their proposal, they’d made sure she felt well-used and well-loved. Liam and Chas were insatiable. She giggled as she started down the steps. Her men. She looked at her bare finger. Liam had taken the ring to get it sized the day after their proposal. He’d gone to pick it up today and Chas was at the hospital. She frowned. He’d been so tense with everything going on there, so she was really hoping dinner tonight with her parents wouldn’t add to it.
Her father could be intimidating. She supposed it was the attorney in him, but tonight at least, she hoped he would turn those skills to helping Chas with his current situation. Of course, he wasn’t the only one a little tense this week. Liam was also feeling the pressure since the Children’s Museum sculpture was supposed to be unveiled Saturday night. They were all planning to attend. It would really be their first social event together in public.
Greer felt a faint flutter of butterflies, but she pu
t it away. First things first. She needed to get through dinner tonight. She shut the lid on the washer, pressed the start button and stepped back into the kitchen just in time to hear two cars crunching along the gravel drive. She glanced out the window, seeing both Liam’s truck and Chas’ BMW. Greer frowned. Liam she’d expected, but Chas being home this early might not be a good sign.
She watched the two men get out of their vehicles. They stood between them talking. All she could see was Chas’ back, but the expression on Liam’s face was thunderous. He took a step forward and pulled Chas into a tight hug. When they simply stood that way for what seemed like forever, Greer’s butterflies eased. Somehow, the sight of the two of them told her, more than anything else, the three of them was the right arrangement. They all brought something to the mix.
It was tempting to go out, but she wouldn’t intrude. Liam had a calming effect on Chas. Maybe it was feeling that he could lay off the burdens of a demanding career when he was around Liam. With him, it was okay to be something other than the alpha male in charge. She thought of the handcuffs in Chas’ study, the way he seemed to enjoy Liam directing their lovemaking. For a moment, a picture of herself in that role, telling both of them what to do, filled her mind.
She glanced out the window again, saw they were walking to the house, Liam’s arm slung around Chas’ shoulder. Greer smiled as they came in, then concentrated on Chas.
“Everything okay?” she asked quietly.
Chas shook his head. “Not really. I told Liam already, but you should know too. A formal complaint wasn’t the end of everything. Samantha Marlowe’s filed a suit. The hospital wants to settle.”
Greer moved over and wrapped her arms around his waist. “And you don’t.”
“No. To me, it’s like admitting I did something wrong.” Chas sighed. “I just can’t help feeling it will follow me, you know.”