The Crime of Protection

by Gloria Martin

  She clearly had too many overwhelming sensations flooding through her body and she almost couldn’t cope. Her arched back almost buckled as she panted, losing herself in the moment. I felt like she wanted to cry out in bliss, but that she couldn’t quite get her breath for long enough to do so.

  Jace’s hand kept straying dangerously close to my cock in all of the action, and I was becoming increasingly desperate for him to feel me, until I felt like I was going to burst.

  “Go on.” I panted, nodding towards him. “Go on.”

  I knew that he was desperate to explore Liv fully too, but he was afraid that I would be mad. I needed him to understand that I wanted him to. I wanted to watch him have sex with my girlfriend, and I wanted him to touch me too.

  I only hoped that he would get my hidden message. He shot me a look, trying to confirm what I was saying to him, and I sent him a simple nod, and a meaningful look with my eyes.

  *****

  Jace

  Max was offering me everything that I’d ever wanted, and it almost felt too much for me to handle. But I didn’t want to hesitate, I didn’t want to wait to give him the opportunity for him to change his mind, so I slid inside Olivia, enjoying the way she gasped out and arched her back in surprise and pleasure.

  “Oh, fuck.” She called, using a curse word in front of me for the very first time; it turned me on in all kinds of ways.

  I felt her hands grip onto my thighs tightly as she got used to the feel of me. I ran my hands over her breasts, locking eyes with Max as I did. His expression was so filled with a passion that I came dangerously close to falling apart. I could see in that moment that he wanted me as much as he wanted Olivia, and that information was almost too much for me to handle.

  Once Olivia and I settled into a rhythm that suited us both, I did exactly what my hand had been craving for the last few minutes, and grabbed hold of Max, feeling up and down his length. He buckled under my touch, groaning loudly with ecstasy, which made me feel phenomenal. As I experimented with his shaft in my hand, I realized that this was the most right I’d ever felt, that sex had never been better. I’d only been with women before, and that had been fine at the time, but now that I’d experienced this, I wasn’t sure if I could ever go back. I wasn’t sure if it would ever get me going as much as all of this did.

  After a few moments, Max’s mouth found Olivia’s nipples once more, and her fingers started to play with his body too, we were all connected in the most sensual way possible. I found that I enjoyed watching them as much as I enjoying being with them. It was a surprising revelation about myself that I enjoyed learning…

  And that was how we stayed into the early hours of the morning, playing, experimenting, learning everything there was to know about one another’s bodies. We got all that we could out of the experience, orgasm after orgasm, until we all collapsed into an exhausted slumber, unable to take anymore.

  As I drifted into sleep, I felt on top of the world. I wasn’t sure that anyone or anything could shake me off this high.

  *****

  Olivia

  The next morning I woke up first thing, as soon as the sunlight started to stream through the bedroom window. I was still worn out, exhausted from the crazy night of activity, but I felt like I needed a time out, to try and digest what had happened. I was all a little too insane to just accept without taking a silent moment to myself.

  I felt amazing, I’d never been so satisfied, but I wasn’t sure where we would go next, and that scared me. There was so much at stake here, and I needed a nice hot shower to clarify my thoughts. If I could make some decisions before the guys woke up, then I would have some sensible things to say when the inevitable conversation came around.

  As the steaming jets of water raced over my head, I remembered what it was like to have two gorgeous guys to play with. They were both so different, so sexy and I’d had the most intense night of my life. It had felt better than anything I’d ever been through before; it was easily the best sex ever, but because we were all close, we needed to tread carefully. We needed to decide what we were going to do with careful consideration.

  I had so many questions, that there was no way I could answer by myself.

  Would it create jealousy and confusion? Would it destroy Max and me from this inside out? Would Jace regret what we’d done? There was just no way of knowing, and that terrified me.

  *****

  Max

  I woke up feeling invigorated, feeling happier than I ever had before. That was the best fucking sex I’d ever had, and having such an open girlfriend in Liv had made it even better. I wasn’t sure why I’d been so desperate to hide my true self from her—she was amazing. The most open minded, fun loving girl ever, and I was lucky to have her. I should have known that as soon as she’d discovered the truth, she would be willing to participate in whatever I wanted. But it had seemed like a lot more than that, it seemed like she had wanted it too—and that had made it all the more sexy. Of course, there had definitely been something there between her and Jace beforehand—that much was obvious—but the fact that she’d been happy to be with both of us at the same time… that was something else!

  As I turned to look at Jace’s sleeping body in the bed, I couldn’t help but wonder where his head was at. This was different for him; he was a straight guy who might have just been experimenting. It may have been a one-time thing for him, an experience never to be repeated. That left me feeling gutted. Sure, I was grateful that he’d gone to that level with us, but if I’d found it hard to be around him before, after this it was going to be damn near impossible.

  Especially if I found out that he wanted nothing to do with me ever again…

  That prospect filled me with dread. So much so that my heart began to ice over. I wanted more, I wanted to do it again, I didn’t want this to end. But what if that was all it was for the other two? One random drunken night of fun? How would I cope? Now that I’d been able to explore my sexuality all at once, I wondered if I would ever be able to leave that kind of sex behind forever.

  I needed to feel better, and I knew there was only one way to do that. I could already hear Liv in the shower, so I decided on a whim to go and join her. She always knew how to make bad feelings go away…

  “Hey, I’m in here…” She turned to face me as she heard me sneaking in beside her. “Oh!” She cried out in surprise as she realized that I intended to join her, and that I was already naked and prepared for this moment.

  I didn’t speak, I didn’t want a word to exchange between us, so I simply pushed her back against the cold tiles and kissed her with all the frustrated passion that was coursing through my veins.

  At first, she seemed stunned, but she soon began to lose herself in my body, so I took the opportunity to slide inside of her. She gasped noisily, which riled me up, but as I thrust vigorously against her, I already felt different. I already felt odd that we didn’t have Jace with us—especially when he was so nearby. But I couldn’t say that out loud when I didn’t know where Liv’s head was at, so I attempted to push any thoughts of Jace to one side as I concentrated on my gorgeous, busty, voluptuous girlfriend.

  “You feel so good.” She panted, as the water streamed over her face. “Max—you’re amazing.”

  But something about her words felt a little false. It felt a little like she was compensating for something, so I pulled back to have a look at her.

  “Is something wrong?” I asked, tucking her hair behind her ear.

  “I don’t know.” She blushed bright red. “I just… I don’t quite feel…”

  “It’s weird without him, isn’t it?” Relief crashed through my body as I realized that she was noticing his apparent absence too. If she liked him as much as I did, then surely we could work something out? I wasn’t sure how we could work things, what we could even do, but watching Liv’s face contort in confusion it was obvious that it would make us both happier if we included Jace in our relationship somehow.

  “Why
don’t we go and speak to him?” I asked her, lifting her chin up gently with my finger. “If we can see where Jace’s head is at, then we can make some decisions.”

  “Yeah?” She asked, looking to me for answers. She was normally such a strong, independent woman that this vulnerability was bizarre to see, and it warmed my heart considerably.

  “Yeah, come on. We can only ask him, right?”

  The smile she gave me, made me feel like I was on a crazy emotional rollercoaster, with no idea what was going to happen next.

  *****

  Jace

  The first thing I heard when I finally woke up was Olivia and Max having noisy sex in the shower. Instantly an irrational shot of jealousy raced through me. I thought the night before had changed things, but now it was becoming clear that I was just a toy in their sex games. I’d read too much into it, had my expectations way too high, and now I was being crushed.

  If I really thought about it, I realized that I didn’t actually know anything about their relationship—I’d just made assumptions all on my own. For all I knew, this could be the sort of thing that they did all the time. They could involve a third party a lot, and I could have just been another notch on their threesome bed post.

  That idea made me feel sick. The thought that this threesome wasn’t something new for all of us, that I was just another member in their revolving door system, was horrific, almost unbearable. I’d given a part of myself to Max and Olivia that I’d never given to anyone before, and I was utterly petrified that I was about to have it thrown back in my face. I was terrified that I’d trusted this couple with something that I really shouldn’t have.

  All the positivity that I’d been feeling from the amazing night of sex, ebbed away as I listened to them at it without me. I wanted to be there, to be a part of it, but I couldn’t get involved when I hadn’t been invited. They were together, not me. I was just someone that they’d brought in to spice things up a bit. Just because I’d allowed myself to get swept up in the fantasy, didn’t mean that anything was going to come of it.

  Humiliation crept up my body as I envisioned the awkward conversation that was to come. They were going to thank me, to say that it had been fun, then they were going to send me on my way while they continued to have all kinds of fun. I was going to be left lonely once more; too sad to even touch myself in the shower over the memory of what happened.

  This was going to be one of those things that they’d gotten out of their systems. They would move on from me, leaving me heartbroken and ashamed. I didn’t even know how I was going to be around them anymore; never mind how I was going to face that terrible chat.

  I began to panic, glancing around the room in a frantic manner, wondering how I was going to escape all of this. I quickly realized that I had three choices…

  Face it, fight it, or flee.

  So I did the only thing I could and slipped my clothes on so that I could slide away silently.

  *****

  Olivia

  Nothing had been the same since that night, and not in the fun loving, secret sharing way, but in the awkward avoiding each other kind of way. It was horrible and I hated every single second of it. It was affecting every aspect of my life—my relationship, my job, my dancing… I just didn’t know how to cope with all of this unsaid tension floating around the people I cared most about.

  After that awkward moment in the shower, where Max and I realized that we much preferred having sex with Jace too, I’d been excited to have that conversation, to see what he was thinking about it too, but as soon as we’d gotten out, we’d quickly seen that he was gone.

  It had been horrible and humiliating, and now he wouldn’t even talk to us. Clearly he regretted the entire thing, and that burned me deep inside. I’d thought the feelings had been mutual, and I hated to discover how wrong I had been about it all.

  It was eating me and Max up from the inside out, but not in the way that I’d been expecting. We weren’t jealous of one another, we weren’t upset that we’d been with someone else; it was that we needed Jace. We wanted him to be a part of us too; it just wasn’t the same without him. But since he wouldn’t answer any of our calls, and he spent his time with the Bandits actively avoiding us both, it was becoming impossible to make him understand that.

  We’d even half-heartedly discussed inviting another man into bed with us, but we knew that it wouldn’t be the same either. It had to be Jace, we both knew him, we were both attracted to him, he was perfect for us. There was no one else in the whole world that could fill that role—and that fact was devastating.

  We kept trying to move on, to not talk about it any longer, but I could already sense the end coming. I could already see the dissatisfaction killing us slowly.

  I knew that Max could feel it too. It had been hanging over us like a black cloud.

  “That’s it.” Max finally slammed his beer down on the bar one night—a week or so later, making me jump. I was working a barmaid shift, but we were surprisingly quiet, so me and Max had been sitting glumly shooting glances at Jace all night. “I’m going over there, I’m gunna make him talk to me. I don’t even care if the other guys suspect, they know about my sexuality anyway. I can’t stand another moment of this.”

  And then he was gone, leaving me with a fluttering heart and butterflies in my stomach. I watched him stalk with all the confidence of a man who had nothing left to lose, and I realized that was probably true. If this didn’t work out, if Jace outright rejected him… reject us both, I feared that would be the end.

  I hopped from foot to foot, biting my nails tentatively as the guys held my future in their hands.

  *****

  Max

  That was it. I couldn’t take another damn second of all of this awkward tension. I knew Jace wanted this as much as I did… at least, I thought I did. I figured if we could just get this difficult conversation out of the way, then all would be fine.

  And if I was wrong, if he told me that the night had been a mistake… well, I would just have to cross that bridge when I came to it.

  “Jace, can I talk to you a moment buddy?” I interrupted his conversation with Bry but I didn’t care. Luckily, our fearless leader didn’t even bat an eyelid; he simply slid from the table and went back to the bar for another drink. If he suspected something, he certainly wasn’t bothered about it. It was likely that he did know something had gone on—he was surprisingly perceptive for a man that appeared to care more about his motorbike than people.

  “What is it Max?” Jace eyed me wearily as I sat opposite him. It was likely that he could feel the nerves emanating from me, but he didn’t comment on it. He just sat there, expectantly, waiting for me to speak.

  “Why are you ignoring me?” I snapped, sounding angrier than I intended. I’d wanted to come across as cool, calm and collected, but unfortunately that was already out of the window.

  “I just…” He sighed deeply. “I just feel a bit weird. I feel a bit like you and Olivia used me for a sex game. When I woke up and you two were in the shower…”

  “Wait, what?” Is that all it was? We could have overcome that obstacle right away if we’d just discussed it! “Me and Liv like you loads. We want you to be a part of us; we want you to be with us all the time.” I rubbed my hands together, trying to figure out the best way to explain this. “Look, I got up that morning and joined Liv in the shower because I was feeling insecure that you would bolt at the first opportunity, but while we were in there, we realized how much better it is with you. We realized that we don’t want to be us without you anymore.” As soon as I spoke those words aloud, I realized how true they were. I didn’t think there was any way back for me and Liv now—not without Jace.

  I watched his face turn pale with shock, as he tried to register my words. “What are you saying?” He practically whispered.

  “Look, bro. I don’t know where your head is at, but if you’re interested, me and Liv want you. We want you to be with us…”

  “
Like a couple?” There was an anxious tremble in his voice now as he spoke, which I hoped was a really good sign.

  I couldn’t help but laugh loudly at that concept. I guessed that was what I was asking of him. “Yes, I suppose so. Like a couple, but three of us.”

  “But… how will that work?” He was clearly protecting his own heart, and I had to respect that.

  “Honestly, I don’t know. This is all a bit new to me. I guess we’ll figure it out as we go along. Liv’s smart, I’m sure she’ll come up with some ground rules or whatever.” I waved my hand dismissively, trying to disguise the fact that my heart was racing, desperate to know what his answer was going to be.

  A range of expressions crossed his face, but when he finally broke out into a massive grin, I knew that everything was going to be okay. I knew that we were all going to get exactly as we wanted after all.

  “Alright.” He conceded, looking happier than I’d seen him in a very long time. “Let’s go to the bar now, tell Olivia the good news. Maybe she can get started on that rule book…”

  *****

  Jace

  As time passed, we managed to settle into a comfortable relationship. There had been a lot to navigate at first, it had been confusing as to where the lines should be, but we’d gotten there in the end.

  Now, we were effectively a three way relationship, and it was absolutely amazing. Our sex life was fantastic—sometimes it was all three of us, sometimes it was me and Olivia, sometimes me and Max… I was sure that sometimes Olivia and Max got together without me too, but it wasn’t behind my back, it was just the way we worked. It was perfect for us, and I couldn’t see it ending anytime soon.

  I no longer felt like the third wheel. In fact, now it was difficult to recall a time when I hadn’t been a part of the relationship—we were all equal and that was great. It was built on a mutual trust and respect, and because of that it just worked.