by K. Bromberg
"Baby," he sighed. "You are trying to compartmentalize this situation. It's not black and white; it's not right or wrong. It's not even fifty-fifty because everyone's different, just as everyone's needs are different."
He relaxed his grip on me a bit, and pulled me down next to him as he sat down on my bed.
"I knew from the time that I was in junior high school that I was attracted to both sexes, but it's not like you think—like most people think. I'm attracted to the individual first; the gender is secondary to that. People automatically assume that bisexuals are simply people who want both genders sexually and cannot be monogamous to either. That's just not true."
"So then why did Cain refer to you being a 'closet' bisexual? I mean, that suggests that you have an overall preference…to the male gender."
He nodded his head, and clasped his hands together under his chin, taking a moment.
"I'm not sure what all Maddox told you," he said, and I realized I probably shouldn't have blurted out what I had. "But the truth is that I fell in love with an exchange student from Sweden my senior year of high school. Her name was Greta. I'd prefer not going into the details with you right now, but suffice it to say, I was in love with her. She hurt me deeply, and after that, I made a conscious choice to focus on the male gender only for future relationships. It worked out well until I met…Darcy."
What?
"What?" I gasped. I felt my eyes widen in surprise.
He nodded, his eyes caressing my face and I could tell this just might be the first time that he'd shared this with anyone.
"It's true," he said, wistfully. "I didn't set out for that to happen, but I kinda fell in love with her. And, I mean, it was the hardest thing that I've ever had to control," he said with a laugh. "But, control it I did because the simple truth was that I had no faith in my ability to sustain a relationship with a female…after Greta, that is."
"But Eli," I said, taking his hand, "You mean that Darcy never knew?"
"That's right," he said, "Oh hell, I knew the morning after she'd first slept with Easton that she was gone. And that was fine because the beautiful thing was that I had met Maddox that same night. I knew that Darce would always be in my life, and I'm satisfied with that. Just like I know that Maddox will always be in my life. But you," he said solemnly, "You, I'm not sure of and I don't want to lose you because of my fear that I can't sustain a relationship with another female…after Greta."
I swallowed nervously. This was all new information for me. I never suspected that Eli had been drawn to me in that way…at all. I just knew that, at this moment in time, he had opened himself up to me in a way that even Cain had never done, and that made me love him so much differently.
"Oh my God," I breathed, turning to face him. "All of this time, I’ve loved you because I saw how much you loved Cain. So much, that you were willing to share him with me because of that love for him. And… you know, Cain tried to tell me that it was different than that, but I swear to God, Eli, you've never acted on…any sort of attraction towards me, I mean…"
He interrupted, pulling me closer to him on the bed. "Baby," he said softly. "It's because I see that chemistry going back and forth between you and Maddox…and, I guess I'm just not sure if there's enough of that same chemistry—in you—left over for me. Because I know that there's plenty in me left for you—if you want it, I mean."
And I think he might've just blushed right then, like a guy that was wearing his heart on his sleeve—just putting it right out there and so worried that it might not be enough.
But it was enough.
It was more than enough.
"Oh Eli," I sighed, "I can't believe you've told me all of this, but I am so fucking glad that you have."
Our eyes met and locked. In that moment, everything that Cain had assured me of since we'd given in to our feelings was coming true.
I leaned over and brushed my lips softly against his, waiting for him to snake his arms around me and pull me against him.
I didn't wait long until that was exactly what he did.
We kissed and it was unfamiliar, but it was sweet. And every second, it became sweeter. I felt myself warm to his touch; my belly tingled with anticipation of where he might touch me next and I wanted him to touch me in different places.
He turned and pulled me into his lap, his fingers tilted my chin back so that his eyes could study mine and I saw the warmth fill them.
"God, baby. We're going to do this."
He lifted me up into his strong arms, carried me to their room, and gently deposited me on their bed. The same bed that I had shared with Cain, I was now going to share with Eli and I wanted it. I wanted it more than I thought I ever could.
"Get undressed," he ordered, "We'll do the sensual shit another time, but for right this second, I need to be inside of you and claim you as mine, too."
God, his words made me wet and yeah, that surprised the hell out of me as well. I scrambled to do as he ordered, shedding my clothes quickly; leaving my thong on so that he would be the one to relieve me of it when it was time…
He was standing there naked and he was every bit as beautiful as Cain. His body was well-muscled and his belly flat. He had a lighter complexion than Cain, but God he was beautiful in a "golden-boy" sort of way. I felt myself getting wet just in anticipation of what would happen next.
He opened the bedside table drawer, and pulled out a handful of condoms.
Holy shit.
He pushed me back against the pillows on the bed, his eyes taking in all of my nakedness with a hunger. He straddled me with his strong, muscular thighs, leaning forward to capture my lips with his.
I laced my arms around his strong neck, pulling him in closer. I felt his fingertips lightly caressing my breasts, slowly and methodically tugging at my nipples until they grew hard for him. He moved his mouth to one, his tongue circling the soft peaks, and his fingers gently kneading my breast so that he could begin suckling.
I drew in a sharp breath as he took the nipple into his mouth and sucked hard on it, my pussy now fairly soaked in anticipation. I needed him inside of me every bit as much as he wanted to be there.
I rolled to my side so that I could feel his warmth, my tongue tracing his lips as he moved his mouth back up to mine, and pulled me against his nakedness.
Damn.
And suddenly, there were another pair of hands in the mix. I hadn't heard Cain come in, but he was there and he was intent upon joining us.
I felt his calloused fingertips gently rubbing my lower back and smoothing over my hips, where his thumbs hooked into the elastic band of my thong, and he slowly lowered it down, where it pooled around my feet on the bed.
Eli's mouth moved from mine, and I watched as Cain, already stripped down to his tee shirt and boxers, leaned in and captured Eli's lips with his, their tongues swirling together in a frenzied and familiar passion.
I watched, totally mesmerized by their rhythm and cadence, caught between them, and feeling the heat of their love wrapped around me like a cozy blanket.
I felt Eli lift me from the bed, my feet shrugged out of the thong that had pooled there, and I gazed at Cain as he quickly discarded his tee shirt and bottoms.
His cock sprang free; it was thick and bold, as it slapped against his abdomen. His eyes were hooded with lust, but he was in and that made me so fucking happy.
He leaned over and his tongue traced the outside of my lips. "I need to taste you again, Paige."
Sweet Jesus.
I wanted him—I wanted both of them—to do anything and everything that they desired.
He smiled, and nodded to Eli, who was standing beside the bed now, totally hard. Cain reclined back on the bed, shifting himself so that he was on his back in the middle. I watched as his hand gripped his cock, stroking it up and down a few times, which made me want to slide my pussy over it.
They had something else in mind.
I felt Eli wrap his strong arms around my waist, and lift me so
that I was directly over Cain's face.
"Spread your legs apart, baby," he instructed, as he gently lowered me so that my thighs were now framed on either side of Cain's head.
I felt Cain's hands brace the back of each thigh, as I straddled him. I leaned forward, and rested my weight onto each of my elbows, tilting my ass upward as his warm mouth met the wetness of my pussy.
Eli took his place at the end of the bed, parting Cain's thighs, and wrapping his hand around Cain's rigid cock, running it up and down with firm stroking.
I was dizzy with pleasure as I felt Cain's tongue run up and down my slit, licking and lapping my juices as I moaned and shuddered.
His fingers plied apart the soft folds, swirling his tongue around and around each one; gently nipping until I thought I would scream, and then plunging his tongue in and out of my core. My hips were swiveling to meet his thrusting tongue as he totally fucked me with his mouth.
"Oh God," I whimpered as I felt myself dissolving into him.
My eyes were locked on Eli, watching as he leaned over, and took Cain's cock into his mouth, his other hand now stroking his own very impressive erection. Eli's blue eyes were locked on me, and in that moment, it felt like we had reached the same peak of pleasure and had somehow shared it.
"You ready to come, baby?"
The words that Cain spoke against the lips of my pussy took me to the edge.
"That's it baby," he said softly against me, "Just let it happen. I need to taste it."
Oh…God!
His tongue plunged into my depths as my orgasm released around me; my muscles clenched as I moaned, unable to hold the release back one more second, not that I wanted to. I heard him moan against me as Eli brought him to climax with his mouth, the sound of wet sucking and the feel of Cain pumping against Eli's mouth made my orgasm electrifying.
I moaned and shuddered as the last of it wound down, my heart beating so fast I could barely catch my breath.
Cain suddenly clenched his jaw; his body became rigid as he emptied his climax into Eli's mouth. They both moaned in manly pleasure which totally, fucking rocked.
Afterwards, when I felt as if I could move again, I pulled my legs up and over and fell on my back next to Cain. His hand moved to my head, turning my face towards his and his lips and tongue found mine, kissing me sweetly and softly, moving his tongue inside of my mouth so that I could taste my orgasm.
Eli stretched out on the other side of me, his erection bold against my backside, his lips tracing a pattern on the back of my neck as I continued kissing Cain.
"My turn," he whispered huskily, pulling me against him, his hands now gently massaging my breasts.
"You ready to share, Maddox?" he asked, a hint of pure amusement and lots of happiness now evident in his voice.
"No, but I will," Cain said, as his lips moved from mine. "Let's see what you can do."
Cain moved aside, grabbing two condoms from their nightstand drawer, along with some lube.
Two?
He tossed a condom to Eli, who quickly ripped open the foil packet, and rolled it onto his thick and very-erect shaft.
Eli was on his knees now, hovering above me, but only for a moment, before he leaned in and captured my mouth with his. I wrapped my arms around his strong neck, bringing him in closer, wanting to taste him once again. Because he was mine, too.
I felt his fingers gently massaging the soft peaks of my breasts, twirling a nipple between his thumb and index finger, giving it a gentle pinch. His mouth moved downward, sucking the soft mounds; and his tongue teased the rosy peaks as my back arched upward, wanting to feel his bold erection against my slit.
"Somebody's greedy, Maddox," he said, and I caught a glimpse of Cain, hovering behind Eli, stroking his own sheathed cock which was fully erect once again.
I watched in total fascination as Cain rubbed lube onto his shaft, and then onto his fingers. His hands moved out of sight, but I could tell by Eli's sharp intake of breath where they had gone.
"Are you ready for me, baby?" Eli asked, his eyes hooded with pleasure as Cain continued to stroke him from behind.
"Yes, Eli," I whispered, gazing up into his pale blue eyes.
He shifted his position a bit, arching his back so that his ass tilted upward a bit to allow Cain access; while he guided his very erect cock into my pussy with a slow and deliberate thrust.
"Mmm," I moaned, feeling his fullness inside of me.
I wrapped my legs around his torso, my feet locked together as Eli began to rock in and out of me.
He paused momentarily, and I could tell that Cain had entered him from behind, but my vision was blocked by Eli's body, moving in and out of me.
"Fuck," he growled. "Maddox, take it slower or I'm gonna lose it right now and I need to feel more of her pussy. Been a while, dude."
I heard a soft chuckle from Cain, but Eli was intent on fucking me and I was glad because I needed to feel him and know that it was him and that I loved him, too.
"That's it," I breathed as he pumped into me again and again.
"God Paige, your pussy is squeezing my dick like a mother-fucker," he rasped. I could once again feel his rhythm change as Cain was thrusting into him.
The cadence of our fucking had changed and the only way I could describe it was that it was truly a team effort. Cain rocked into Eli, who rocked into me, and I bucked my hips back in the same rhythm, which was quickly causing a sexual frenzy for all of us.
Eli ravaged my lips with his as the pleasure elevated into a crescendo of raw passion and fury.
"Oh God," I moaned as I felt my muscles constrict around him, my core had a pulse as the contractions milked him fluidly.
"Fuucck," he growled loudly, as his cock throbbed like a heartbeat and his climax emptied inside of me.
From somewhere in the sensual fog of our orgasms, I heard Cain moan deeply, and felt Eli shudder as our trifecta was brought perfectly to fruition.
I had never felt anything quite as intense or as magical as what I'd just felt with these men.
And it totally rocked.
chapter 20
(Cain)
I awoke realizing that I was all tangled up in Eli, which wasn't all that unusual, but I could've fucking sworn that Paige had fallen asleep between us last night. We'd all fallen asleep tangled up in one another's limbs, butt naked and exhausted but fulfilled—all of us. That much I knew for certain.
I've got to say that I was fucking surprised when I'd walked into our room yesterday afternoon and saw what was starting to happen with Eli and Paige. I was not only surprised, I was pleased as fuck. It had been a tough week for all of us, but my instincts had been right.
I hadn't been sure just how comfortable my partner was going to be taking a walk back over to the other side. I mean, hell, it wasn't as if he hadn't been there plenty of times before, but something about his high school romance, and brief marriage to Greta, an exchange student from Sweden, that he'd knocked up during their senior year in high school, had changed all of that.
It wasn't as if Greta had even been his first.
Hell, he'd shared with our counselor that he'd fucked the whole varsity cheer squad during his junior year in high school; a couple of them at the same time he'd even bragged.
But Eli came from good people. He and his brothers were cowboys for Chrissake—growing up on a horse ranch in Wyoming. The only difference between Eli and his brothers was that Eli's boots had to be designer. That was just how my man rolled.
He had told me that, even in junior high school, he'd been attracted to both sexes, but he'd decided he was only going to pursue chicks. And pursue he had.
But when Greta got knocked up, the dude wanted to do the right thing, and he said at that point, he knew any desires he had for the male gender had to be retired permanently, because he planned on making a life with her and their kid.
So, both of them being eighteen years of age had taken off to find a JP and they had eloped.
Of course
, as soon as Greta's sponsor, Youth for Understanding, found out about the situation, her knocked-up ass was put on a plane back to Sweden. It was something about her violating the terms of her student visa, and she was put on home country restriction, meaning she couldn't apply for a U.S. residency visa for another two years.
I guess Eli had e-mailed her like crazy, but her e-mail account had been closed. He tried writing to her as well, but the letters were returned to him unopened.
The marriage was annulled and he had never heard a thing from her again. It bugged him, knowing that somewhere on the planet, he had a kid that he'd never see or know. He had some trust issues after that where females were concerned.
But last night, it was apparent that Paige and Eli were down with each other. Like nothing I'd ever fucking imagined. It'd been pretty intense, but intense was good, right? I was just bothered by the fact that she'd left our bed sometime during the night.
I was worried that she was having second thoughts, and I knew that I couldn't handle losing her, especially since she was under my skin to stay.
I quietly extricated myself from Eli and grabbed my boxers from the floor, shrugging them on.
I went to her room and fuck if the door wasn't shut. That didn't stop me from opening it and letting myself in. Her bed was empty, but she'd slept in it, I could tell.
"What? You don't knock?" I heard her ask, coming out of her bathroom wearing a towel around her body, and her hair wrapped in another. She was sporting a sexy little grin, so I knew that she wasn't really pissed at me.
"Why knock?" I asked her with a shrug. "I've memorized every inch of your body, so there's really nothing to hide from me, is there?" I didn't give her a chance to respond. "What I'd like to know is why you're in here instead of with us in our room."
She turned from me and walked the few feet over to her dresser, grabbing a comb from it. "I just wanted to take a shower, that's all," she replied.
"Looks like you did more than that," I said, nodding towards her unmade bed as she turned to face me. "Do we need to get a bigger bed in our room? Or is it something else?"