“This pony is out of commission,” he mumbled, focusing on the drawing.
“Whatcha doin?” she asked, leaning over to look at the graph pad.
“Thinking of a way to connect this room to the master bedroom and make it a walk-in closet. If we’re gonna move in we need more closet space.” He looked back at Bleu. “You need more closet space, rather. You have, like, a thousand pairs of underwear. We’re gonna need a closet for your underwear alone.”
“You went through my underwear, too?”
“I don’t know why she bothers wearing underwear,” Alex said, sitting cross-legged next to them on the floor. “We’re just going to rip it off her anyway.”
“Every time you rip my underwear, I buy three more pairs. I’m the underwear hydra.”
“So,” Alex said, tapping the graph paper. “We have one small discussion about you two moving in here and you’re already redesigning my house?”
“Well, it’s nice and all but it can use improvements,” Colton mumbled, adding some more lines to the paper.
“Don’t touch those French doors,” Bleu demanded, rubbing her hands up and down Colt’s back. “That’s all I care about.”
“Oh no, those are a great selling point. They’re staying,” Colt agreed, matter-of-factly.
“Selling?” Alex laughed. “Now we’re selling my house?”
“Well…no.” Colton spared a second to look up at Alex, slightly chagrined. “Not right this second.”
“Do you guys think this is all happening a little fast?” At Bleu’s question Colt rolled to a sitting position, dislodging and tossing her to the floor.
“Oh, sorry.” Colt helped her up and settled her in his lap. “Do you think we’re moving too fast?” he asked.
She twirled the end of her braid around her fingers. “Well, we’ve only been doing this thing for a week.”
“I think by thing she means monogamous relationship,” Alex said in a mock whisper to Colton with a sarcastically horrified expression marring his features.
“As monogamous as we can get at least.”
“Guys, please.” She huffed and Alex could see the genuine confusion and frustration she felt. Alexis kept forgetting that while, yes, he may have had a rough childhood, he still had a wonderful adolescence, growing up with his Aunt Anna. Bleu never had that. She had a childhood cut short and then apathetic caretakers who never invested any real time with her once they realized she was flawed. Maybe they shouldn’t joke or underestimate her wariness in trusting.
“Hey,” he said, giving her a kiss on the cheek. “Talk to us. Tell us what’s wrong. Do you not want to live together?”
“No…I do.” She sighed, reaching to take their hands in hers. “I mean, I’ve never lived with anyone in this way before. Now all of sudden I’m in love with two men—two—and we’re living together. I haven’t been in a relationship in…ever. Not a real one that wasn’t just about sex. This whole situation is so foreign to me. You don’t think we’re rushing into this?”
“Bleu, it just means we’re in love and we’re serious about each other. What’s the point of waiting? To abide by a social norm? I think we’re past that at this point, don’t you?” That got a smile out of her. “It’s a good thing you two don’t have any pets or they’d be long forgotten by now with all the time you spend here.”
“Um…” she said with a blush. “I do have a cat actually. I’ve just been leaving her with a neighbor. I was gonna talk to you about—”
“Just move the damn cat in here already,” Alex said, exasperated that she’d waited this long to tell him about a cat, let alone move the cat over. “I have so many guest rooms the thing can have a whole room to itself.”
“Herself,” she clarified, a smile gracing her features.
“Don’t worry about what you think should or shouldn’t happen here,” Colt said, continuing the previous line of conversation. “Just let it happen. Let whatever feels natural happen.”
“How much longer do you guys have on your leases?” Alex asked.
“Five months,” Colt said.
“One month,” responded Bleu.
“One month,” he said to Bleu, “to hang here with us, see how it goes. Do you really have doubts about this?”
“I have doubts about everything in my life.” She leaned back into Colt and brought Alex’s hand to her mouth for a kiss. “But for some reason I’m pretty damn sure about this. About us.”
“We’re here, baby. And we’re not going anywhere.” Colt nuzzled her neck. “Don’t let the past interfere with your future. With our future.”
“So what happened today that was insane and made you doubt how awesome we are?” Alex asked, leaning in for a quick kiss.
“My eldest brother came to the shop today.”
Alex and Colt listened in shock as Bleu told them the details of spending her day with Amedee. Alex was doubtful of his intentions at first, but seeing how hopeful and happy a possible relationship with a family member made her, he couldn’t give voice to his doubts and rain on her parade.
“So you’re considering having a relationship with him?” Colt asked.
“He seems sincere. It just brought a lot of painful memories to mind, which sort of spurred my doubtful thoughts.”
“Invite him over for dinner,” Colt said, continuing to nuzzle her neck and bringing his hand up to fondle her breast, brushing her nipple through the thin cotton of her shirt. Alex licked his lips at the sight, wanting to put his mouth on her breasts. “We’ll be all intimidating and then he’ll never dare to pull any shit with you.”
“I love you,” she said, crawling out of Colt’s lap to kiss Alex, wiggling her ass in Colt’s face as she did. Her lips were soft as sin and could drag any man into the throes of lust. She turned her sexy minx lips back to Colt and gave him an equally burning hot kiss. “And I love you.”
Colt grabbed her hair and tilted her head in the way he liked. “We love you, too. Let us show you how much.” He waited until she nodded before devouring her mouth with a kiss so deep Alex could feel the intensity from a foot away. He wanted in on the action.
“Baby,” Alex whispered in her ear, coming up behind her and pulling her shirt off. She moaned as she separated from Colton to get the shirt over her head. Colton continued his pursuit of her mouth and breasts, a hand on each one, squeezing and rolling the nipples. Stroking the downy-soft skin on the plush sides.
Alex found the button of her jeans and popped it open, lowering the zipper all the way. Without taking her pants off, he slipped a hand beneath her jeans, on her ass and squeezed. She moaned again and the sound nearly broke his control. But he needed that control. He had a plan for tonight. Something he’d been fantasizing about for a while.
“Baby,” he said again, stroking her ass gently under the tight fabric of her jeans. “I want to fuck you.”
“Yes,” she whispered against Colt’s unrelenting lips.
“I want Colt to fuck you, too.” He moved his hand further down her ass, finding her wet pussy. He pushed a finger up and into her, relishing the wet heat of her core. Gaining a primal sense of pleasure, knowing he and Colt did this to her. “I want Colt to fuck you here.”
“Yes. Yes, please.” She writhed on his fingers, pulling away from Colton’s kiss to begin tearing his shirt off.
Very slowly he withdrew from her heat and moved his finger back up, settling over the puckered hole he ached to feel around his cock. “And I want to fuck you here.” She paused at that and he pursued.
“I want to push my cock into this tiny beautiful hole, just like Colton did mine. I want Colt to put his thick cock”—he reached over and palmed Colt’s shaft through his jeans, and Colt grunted in pleasure—“inside your pussy.” He circled her tight ring with his forefinger, relaxing the muscles, easing her tension.
“I want to feel Colt’s cock next to mine, inside you.” She moaned and he felt her press back again his finger, pushing for his entrance. “Do you want that? Do yo
u want us both inside you at once? Claiming you…reminding you how you belong to us?” He nipped her shoulder, her neck, her jaw. She pressed back against him harder. “I need you to say it. Say it for me.”
“Yes.”
“Yes what?”
“Stick your finger in my ass, Alex. I want you both inside me. I want you to feel each other. Just fuck me now. Now. Now.” She thrust against his finger and he broke through the first ring of muscles.
“Ah, you’re gonna squeeze my finger off. I can’t wait to get my cock in you.” He used the lubrication he’d soaked his finger in from her pussy and pushed in deeper. She tensed and he paused.
“Colt, get her pants off and then go get the lube from the bedroom.” Alex wrapped his free arm around her waist and lifted her off her knees, allowing Colt to remove her jeans and underwear. Instead of heading to bedroom though, he reached into a pocket and pulled a small tube of lube out before ridding himself of the rest of his clothes and lying on his back.
Alex grinned at him. “I love you so much for that I can’t even speak.”
“So stop speaking and bring our girl’s tight pussy over here for me.” Colton had also just happened to have a few condoms lying around for them. He put one on himself and sat up to receive Bleu. She was panting and frantic, unable to form words, just twisting and rolling on Alex’s finger, sucking him in deeper.
Colton grabbed her hips and brought his cockhead to her pussy, rubbing her entrance back and forth, teasing her to a fever pitch. “Put it in, please. Colton, love, I need you inside—ah!” Colt put his hands on the floor for leverage and thrust up into her so hard Alex would have been able to hear the slap of flesh from across the house. Colton lay back down and grabbed her hips again, settling her on him.
He began to fuck her in earnest. Alex was mesmerized by the sight. His lovers were in full heat, oblivious to the world around them except where their bodies joined. They were exquisite. But he needed to be a part of it, to join them all together.
He stilled them both. “Feel good, baby?” he whispered in Bleu’s ear, pushing her forward so that she lay on Colt’s chest.
“Yes, but I need—”
“I know.” He grabbed the lube and applied some to the rest of his fingers. One by one, step by step, he slowly added two more fingers as Colton thrust in and out of her at a torturous pace. Fuck, they were hot.
“Enough,” she cried, gripping colt’s shoulders and pushing herself up slightly to look back at Alex. “Get your cock inside my ass right now.”
With that, Alex lost all sense of control or sanity. He pulled a condom on as quickly as he could, lined his lubed-up cock with her rosebud, and began to thrust. With each thrust her muscles gave way, stretching to make room for him.
“Ah, it’s so much.”
“Too much?” Alex stopped immediately, the tip of his cock halfway through her muscles.
“No. I want more. I’m just so full of both of you. Colt, you’re killing me, fuck me harder.”
“Not till he gets all the way in, baby.” Colton gasped, staring at Alex over Bleu’s shoulders. “Get inside her, Alex. I feel your cock coming in but I wanna feel all of it.”
Alex nodded and continued his thrusts. Feeling that final pop of muscles give way was heaven on Earth. He groaned loudly, palming her ass with both hands and skimming her spine with his tongue. “You’re perfect. Your ass is perfection, it’s so tight and it squeezes me like it never wants my cock to leave. Do you like having my cock in your ass, baby?”
“Yes. Yes. Now fuck me!”
He couldn’t help but comply as his balls were about to explode from how tight she held him inside. He looked at Colton, and with a nod to each other, they both began to alternate their thrusts. One in, the other out. Never letting her feel empty.
“I feel you, Alex. I can really feel you with me, inside her.” Colton grunted, increasing the pace of his thrusts.
“Inside our girl.” Alex’s need for his lovers spiraled higher and higher hearing their grunts and moans and small declarations of need. “You’re mine…you’re both mine.” He lifted off of Bleu’s back and began to rut upon her like an animal in heat. He couldn’t stop. He needed to fuck her so hard that she never forgot who she belonged to.
“Harder,” she chanted over and over. “Both of you, harder,” she taunted, spurring them on. They gave her what she wanted until the room was filled with only the sounds of their flesh meeting and their cries in between their moans.
“I’m gonna—yes right there. More. More. More—” Bleu came, her muscles squeezing them both, intensified tightly with both of them being inside her.
“Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.” With a final grunt, Alex spilled into her ass, Colton following within a few seconds. Their hands clasped on her shoulder, connecting them beyond just being inside her together. Alex bent over, giving Bleu’s spine nibbling kisses that made her shiver.
“Who do you both belong to?” he mumbled, pulling out of Bleu and kissing each of his lovers with long, possessive holds.
“You,” they both said.
“As you belong to us,” Colton added with a wink.
Alex smiled. “Hells yeah I do.”
Chapter 14
Three Weeks Later
Bleu snuggled into Colt’s side, the heavy snow outside making the warmth of his body even more appealing. It was the middle of December and the snow was unrelenting. The holiday season was in full swing and what used to be a depressing time for Bleu had now become pure joy and laughter. Her unconventional relationship had made her embrace rather conventional traditions. They even had a tree. She hadn’t had a Christmas tree since childhood.
What was even cooler, they had a menorah due to Alexis’s Jewish heritage. He claimed to not be religious and that the lighting of the menorah and saying the Hanukkah prayer was more habit than anything else. She didn’t really believe it though, especially since he lit two menorahs and said the prayers twice, to be precise. He had one beautifully intricate metal-worked menorah that used real candles and sat in a central location in the living room, and one electric menorah in the window. Anyone who went to that much trouble was not doing it out of habit. But she didn’t press him about it. Instead, she and Colt wrapped themselves around him as he lit the candles, or electric bulbs, and sang the Hanukkah prayer in a deep and penetrating baritone. It was sad and mesmerizing and soul binding all at once. She had never been happier.
Alexis’s diner was doing so well he was considering opening another location. Colton was currently working on and designing a new library for the city along with a myriad of other projects for his firm. They had yet to see his little side project, or what Bleu liked to refer to as his personal demon. He had held off leaving the house in the middle of the night to go work on it recently. Instead, if the muse struck him, he would sneak out and hang out in one of the guest rooms he had converted into a workroom. Bleu knew it must be some sort of house or grand castle he was designing. Something for him and now for them. She couldn’t wait to see it, although she doubted whether it would ever be finished.
Colton wrapped his arm around her, doodling on a napkin as Alexis discussed possible neighborhoods to open a new location in. They made it a point to come to the diner at least once a week and hang out, just enjoying each other’s company. There had been some odd and amusing reactions to their public displays of affection. The older generation seemed to have the greatest issue with it. A few old couples had even gotten up to leave when they realized the guy in the booth kissing a man and woman was the owner of the diner. But mostly, even though this wasn’t the best neighborhood, the people had taken their relationship in stride and just came to the diner for the good food.
“So, what do you think?” Alexis pointed to a location on the map he had unfolded on the table. Bleu leaned over to look at it.
“That’s a much more upscale neighborhood than this one. Would you style the diner the same way?”
“I think so, yeah. Just because the rents
are higher over there doesn’t mean I should change the way I cook to cater to them. From what I’m getting from my customers, the people who live there are already making the trek out here for the food.” He pointed to a spot about a mile away from the potential location. “Also, look at this. You know what that means?”
“Annoying, drunk college students,” Colton mumbled, reaching over and drawing a cute little stick-figure college student vomiting on what would be the future diner parking lot. “Hung-over, zero-income college students. You don’t want that. None of your servers will get tips.”
“That’s a good point.” He sighed, frustrated. “Everything is going so well and the idea of expanding is so fucking exciting.”
“Language, Alex,” Daniela scolded as she walked past him, seating some new guests at a table. The guests just laughed, ignoring his bad language but enjoying the familial teasing.
“Sorry, kid,” he called to her. She stopped to give him a kiss on the cheek as she walked back to the hostess stand. It was busy tonight, but she always kept her cool. Bleu couldn’t help but notice a new streak of teal beneath all her luscious dark hair. She smiled, wondering what Vicky had said when she saw her daughter’s new hair color.
“Why does this feel like it’s even more stressful than when I opened this place?”
“Because now you have a reputation to live up to,” Colton said, adding more drunk college students doing keg stands on the map next to their vomiting buddy.
“Wow,” Alex said with a laugh. “Yup. That is it.”
“I felt the same way after I successfully finished my first project at work. Don’t freak about it. Just do what you do, which is make amazing food, and no one could possibly have anything bad to say about you.” Colton looked up from his doodles and smiled at Alex. Bleu knew Alexis’s heart was pounding in his chest, his cheeks warming with a blush from embarrassment. She knew because that was her physical reaction every time Colton fixed those eyes and one of his angelic smiles on her. It really wasn’t fair how good-looking these guys were. She had no willpower against them.
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