Love of Liberty

by Lila Rose

  In front of people.

  “Hey.” He grinned, dropping his hands to his sides.

  In shock, I said nothing and moved not a muscle except for my head lifting with a chin greeting. Over his shoulder, I was sure it was Jade who awed and then whispered something to her men.

  Liberty stepped close beside me and wound her arm around my waist. She shook me. I glanced down, but her eyes were on Damien. “Don’t mind Liam. He’s in shock. I swear he thought you were going to kick him out when we got here.”

  Damien scoffed. “Why?”

  Clearing my throat, I said, “I thought maybe you would come to your senses.”

  He ignored what I said and looked to Liberty, who somehow understood and moved over to Jade and whispered something. Jade stood and said, “Guys, let’s go into the lounge. Liam can help Damien finish dinner.”

  “Liberty, come with us,” Chance said. I watched as Chance looked to Damien, who nodded and then looked to Liberty and… fuck it, they all looked to each other before they left the room. The silence was deafening. Again, my nerves started up, especially when Damien stood before me and stared.

  He shook his head and went over to the stove. “Can you grab some beers out of the fridge?” Liking that I was doing something instead of letting my fucked up feelings choke me up, I took some beers and sat them on the table. Seeing Damien cutting up roast meat, I went over to dish the vegetables up on a tray.

  I felt him watching me out of the corner of his eye. “You’re not wearing a suit,” he stated and put the knife down, turning towards me.

  My mouth had no problem reacting to his words, and I smiled, despite my head and emotions struggling. “I changed at work.”

  My whole body froze when he reached out and placed a hand on my lower back. “Jeans and a tee look good on you. Now, can you tell me why in the hell you keep thinking I’ll back out of this when I already said I was in?”

  Letting go of the tongs, I flattened my hands to the counter and admitted, “I worry I came on too strong and fast with you because I’ve wanted Liberty for a long time. At least I’ve had one experience before, but you’ve had none.”

  “So you’re only doing this because you want Liberty? And you’ve been with one other dude in college, which was a while ago. Why haven’t you been with others? Why me? Because I was already close to the person you want so you thought you’d try it with me?”

  His words pissed me off. I shook my head. “Fuck, no. I saw you before I even knew you were with Liberty.” He quirked his brow at me. “At the gym you used to go to,” I continued. “I went there also.”

  “You saying you noticed me back then?” He smirked.

  “Yes,” I admitted. “I know I’m not gay and no other man has interested me until….” I swallowed hard.

  “Why are you going shy on me now? You were fine last night, so why can’t you tell me I’m the only other man you’ve been interested in since your last experience?”

  I’d never been more grateful for his ability to say it how it was. I relaxed a little, aware of the importance of this conversation. “I don’t want to come across forceful. I may already have feelings for Liberty, but I wouldn’t be… I wouldn’t want in this just for her. Not any longer.”

  Christ. I sounded like a pussy, like a dick.

  His hand left my back, and he grabbed my wrist and tugged me sideways. I stumbled until I was in front of him. Heat hit my cheeks when his hands touched my waist on each side.

  Damien again smirked. “If you were forceful, I would have pushed you away and punched you out. Did you think that maybe I was curious? You’re the only guy who’s ever, and I mean ever, sparked an interest in me. Hell, you got me hard.” I clenched my jaw to stop the groan. Damien chuckled as if knowing. “Maybe this, between the three of us, was supposed to happen. I won’t stop it and I won’t back out of anything, not when I want to know where this could go and if it will work.”

  Finally, I relaxed.

  Damien did want this.

  Placing my hands on his arms, I asked, “Mind if I kiss you now, then?”

  “Not at all. Besides, the one before had me second-guessing the chemistry.”

  Narrowing my eyes, I bit out, “I wasn’t myself then.”

  He shrugged. “Hmm, maybe. I think I’ll judge at the end.”

  Lifting a hand off his arm, I positioned it on the back of his neck and pulled him towards me slowly. His eyes stayed on mine, and I saw they were smiling. Just before our lips met, I couldn’t help but smile at him. Then we kissed, and everything swept to the back of my mind. I growled against his lips, amazed once again with how good it felt. When I applied pressure, he tilted his head and opened up to me. I wasn’t sure if he was aware, but he dragged me closer. Our fronts touched as our kissing intensified. It was rough, yet sweet, and fucking hot. I was sure he could, like I could with him, feel how hard I was against his thigh.

  One kiss and I wanted more.

  Only there were other people in the next room, and there we were making out like no one else existed. It was exactly how I felt when I’d kissed Liberty in the office for the first time. No other worry surrounded me. They consumed me.

  Breaking apart, we breathed heavily. “Okay.” Damien panted. “Chemistry is there. Fuck,” he snapped and then dropped a hand to adjust himself.

  Something had me looking over my shoulder, and I found Liberty standing in the doorway. At first, a flash of panic had me stiffening, which Damien noticed and had him glancing to our woman. I relaxed when I saw her lazy smile and the heat in her eyes.

  Damien called, “Babe, come here and feel how fucking hard he got me.”

  She threw her head back and laughed when she saw my shocked expression. After calming, she started towards us saying, “Lucky I sent your sister and her men home, or she’d be rocking back and forth in a corner from hearing about any type of hardness from you.” She stopped just beside us and reached her hand out. I watched as she ran it along Damien’s erection behind his jeans. “Yes, very hard.”

  Leaning down, I kissed the side of her neck. “I’m glad you sent them away.”

  “So am I.” Damien nodded.

  With my hands to her hips, I shifted Liberty between us so her back was to my front. Damien already had me hard, but seeing Liberty between us, I was like a fucking rock and ready to do something about it.

  “Do we have to eat now?” I asked.

  Damien chuckled while Liberty giggled, and then said, “I can eat later.”

  “Later sounds good to me,” Damien agreed and then kissed Liberty like his life depended on it.

  Chapter Ten

  Liberty

  My panties were soaked from watching my men kiss. There was no way I would ever interrupt something so thrilling, and I couldn’t wait to see the both of them do it each and every day.

  Then again, right then I was having fun kissing Damien while Liam nibbled on my neck. Running my hand down Damien’s chest, I gripped his cock and rubbed my hand up and down. He groaned against my lips, and then I lost them altogether.

  “Let’s go into the living room,” he suggested. Only he didn’t wait for an answer. Liam gave my neck one last bite and lifted his head to watch Damien walk off into the living room.

  Facing Liam, I asked, “Your thoughts settled now?”

  Nodding, he assured me, “Damien made certain of it. I’d been worried I was forcing him into something he didn’t want.”

  “Now you know he does.” I pecked his lips. “As much as I do.” Taking his hand, we both entered the living room, only to come to an abrupt halt.

  Damien sat on the couch in only his boxers, and he had his thumb hooked in the front so he could push them down and wrap his hand around his cock, stroking it up and down. “We’ll go slower later,” he said. Liam snorted, while I laughed. Only, I stopped when Damien ordered, “Babe, get your clothes off and ride me while Liam watches.”

  “Fuck,” Liam cursed low beside me. His hand hit my back and u
rged me forward. It didn’t take much for me to be moving, though. I unzipped my skirt at the back and let it fall to the floor with a wiggle of my hips. Glancing to both men, I saw their eyes were riveted on me, enjoying my undressing, which excited me and made me smile. Stopping, with my skirt pooled at my feet, I didn’t bother with my shirt buttons; I pulled it over my head and unclipped my bra. My body flamed with need. I wanted Damien inside me while Liam watched us. Dragging my bra down my arms, I dropped it to the floor and then bent, taking my panties to the ground. Liam, who got a full view of my arse, moaned. Glancing there, I saw him rub his own cock behind his jeans. His eyes hooded while his chest rose and fell at a fast pace.

  Stepping out of the material and shoes, I swayed my hips as I walked over to Damien. Just before I went to straddle his hips, he said gruffly, “Turn around and face Liam.” My heart skipped a beat. He wanted Liam and me to see each other as I rode Damien’s hard cock. He lifted his hips and pushed his boxers past his knees and then sat back down, smiling up at me. Damien’s words then made me still. “She’s on the pill, and we’re both clean….” He trailed off waiting.

  “I haven’t been with anyone in years. I’m clean. Tested.”

  I smiled as Damien grinned and then said, “Time to have some fun then.” He gestured with his hand to me.

  Turning, I shifted so my legs were on each side of his and slowly, while looking up and at Liam, I sat back. Damien had his cock in hand, so he guided himself to my entrance. I bit my bottom lip as I sank down on his length until I was fully seated.

  “Christ, she feels so good,” Damien said from behind me. “She looks good, doesn’t she?”

  “Yes,” Liam clipped and then lifted his tee from his built body, throwing it to the floor. “Stunning, you both are together.”

  “Ride me, babe.”

  With my hands on his knees, I lifted up and then back down. “Oh God,” I cried, my eyes still on Liam whose eyes never strayed from us.

  “She’s so fucking wet.” Damien slapped my arse, ripping a cry from me, before his hands dropped to my waist. There he took control and dragged me up and down his cock faster.

  Panting, I moaned and ran my gaze down Liam’s body. I wanted his dick in my mouth. He saw me lick my lips because he undid his top button.

  “I think our girl wants to suck me off. I can tell by the way her eyes are eating me up.”

  Damien grunted but said, “No. Not yet.” He pulled me down on his dick and kept me there. Wrapping both arms around my waist, he tugged me so my back hit his chest. He scooted down the couch a little, his arse just on the edge.

  Liam’s eyes went down to between our legs to see Damien embedded inside of me. Slowly, Damien lifted me up, and his cock sprang free. He ran a hand down my stomach where he cupped my mound and then inserted a finger. “You want to taste this pussy? Our pussy?”

  “Fuck yes.” Liam growled low in the back of his throat.

  “Come and taste then.”

  God, I was going to come just from hearing them talk.

  Liam stalked his way over to us. His hands touched Damien’s thighs before he sank to his knees in front of us. He bent in, only Damien tsked and said, “No. I didn’t mean from the main source.” Liam looked up puzzled, like I was, even though Damien was still driving me crazy by circling my clit. “Taste her pussy off my dick.”

  “Yes,” I whispered.

  “See, she likes that thought.” God, I really did.

  Liam seemed shocked by the order, frozen in fact.

  “Liam,” Damien clipped. “Suck my dick and taste her.”

  Bending back in, Liam licked his lips. Taking hold of Damien’s dick, where my pussy was only inches away with Damien still teasing me, he then placed his lips on the tip of it where he swirled his tongue around the end.

  “Christ.” Damien groaned. “She taste good?”

  “Hell yes,” he bit out.

  Watching Liam’s head bob down on Damien’s dick caused a flood of wetness between my legs.

  “Our girl likes watching. Fuck, she’s drenched now.” Damien groaned and inserted another finger inside of me when Liam lifted his mouth back up and then down over and over. “Yes. Fuck, that feels good.”

  Reaching down, I touched the back of Liam’s head to let him know I was watching. “So fucking beautiful.” It was easily the most erotic thing I’d ever seen, let alone experienced.

  “Shit,” Damien shouted. “I’m gonna come. Liam, fuck, you’re gonna make me come.”

  Liam’s head dipped up and down faster, eager to taste Damien in his mouth. Just thinking it had me screaming and my walls convulsing around Damien’s fingers. Damien grunted out a growl through his release, and Liam kept drinking him down, right to the end.

  Damien relaxed back into the couch, his arms dropped. I slid to the side, and we both watched as Liam straightened and licked his lips. He grabbed the back of my neck and brought me to him to kiss me. I could taste Damien on his tongue and mouth as we deepened the kiss.

  Liam then knee crawled between my legs and kissed down my neck to take a nipple into his mouth, twirling his tongue around it before biting down. I cried out and wrapped my legs around his hips.

  Liam broke the kiss and glanced at Damien. He’d caught Liam’s attention by placing a hand on his back. I noticed Damien had his boxers back on before he moved close. Damien slid his hand between Liam and myself where I looked down to see him working Liam’s zipper down.

  “Fuck her. She wants it,” he ordered Liam.

  God, yes. I did want that, and with Damien telling Liam to do it, I wanted it so much more.

  My belly fluttered in excitement and lust when I saw Damien take hold of Liam in his jeans. Liam threw his head back, his eyes closing and his jaw clenching. Damien gently pried Liam from his confinements and stroked him up and down. Liam’s head dropped, eyes opening to watch the other man handle him.

  “Never thought I’d be doing this. Touching another guy like this and doing it in front of my woman. Shit, our woman.” His eyes never once strayed from what he was doing as he went on, “Yet, I am. And I fucking like it.”

  My heart jumped in joy as Damien looked up and reassured Liam once again he wanted this. Liam dove at his mouth. As they kissed, Damien urged Liam forward. I felt the tip of Liam’s large cock at my entrance. Gasping, Liam broke the kiss and looked down at me. I smiled up at him and using my heels, I put pressure on his arse. He surged forward, all the way into me, causing us both to cry out. He withdrew all the way out and thrust back in.

  “Jesus,” he cursed through clenched teeth.

  Damien leaned down and took my nipple into his mouth, sucking and licking as Liam kept pumping inside of me in a delicious rhythm.

  “God, Liam!” I called. One hand went to the back of the couch to hold on as Liam fucked me relentlessly. My other hand I laid over Damien’s back, my nails biting in as he played with my tit with his mouth.

  “You feel so fucking good,” Liam said roughly. His eyes on mine, my mouth formed an O when my belly started to swirl and dip once again.

  “I’m close,” I said.

  Damien moved back and watched as Liam kept pumping me full of his cock.

  “Christ, that’s fucking hot.” Damien smiled.

  Liam slumped down on top of me, and he brought my hand up behind my head to join my other hand where he held both with his and still thrust deep into my pussy.

  “So good,” he grunted. “Fuck,” he whispered. “He’s kissing my back.”

  Jutting my chin up, I kissed him. Knowing Damien wasn’t holding back and showing Liam he liked what he saw, with Liam fucking me, delighted me. Too soon, I was clenching around him. He felt it and liked it. He hardened even further inside of me before he groaned against my lips through his release.

  “Shit,” he breathed against my neck. Laughing, I kissed his shoulder, then looked up at Damien who smiled down at us.

  “That was hot shit,” Damien said.

  “The fucking
best,” Liam mumbled against my neck. He got to his hands over me, and looking down, he slowly withdrew out of my pussy, causing me to shiver. Damien stood and left the room. “You think he’s okay?” Liam asked.

  Snorting, I nodded. I wasn’t ready to move just yet, so I stayed on the couch with my feet planted on the floor. Besides, Liam didn’t seem to want to move away from between my legs. His eyes kept raking over my body, and I liked it. “I think he’s more than okay. Just like me.”

  He grunted. “Good. Because I’m not letting what we have slip by.”

  “Glad to hear it. I’m all in and I know our woman is as well,” Damien said as he came back into the living room with a washcloth.

  It was happening.

  This was us.

  The three of us together.

  My heart warmed and then beat faster when Damien leaned down to peck Liam on the lips before handing him the cloth, ordering, “Clean our woman up. Anyone want a drink before we eat? I know I could use one.”

  “Water, please. Though I’m about ready for bed,” I admitted. My body jolted when Liam swiped the warm cloth over me below, cleaning himself away.

  “Hmm, bed sounds good, but I didn’t cook for nothing.” Damien pinched my side, and I pushed him away, laughing. “Liam, drink?”

  “I’m fine, thanks. I better get going.”

  “Why?” I asked and then looked to Damien. He grinned and nodded. Glancing back to Liam, I saw he’d tensed. Sitting up, I wrapped my arms around his neck and asked, “Stay with us?”

  “I….” His eyes widened, obviously shocked by the question. He looked up from me to Damien, standing there in his boxers. “Really?”

  Damien shrugged, his head tilting to the side. “Well, yeah. We have to see if you’re a bed hog anyway. Though, I may have to invest in a new bed. Maybe when I shift into the new place.”

  Running my hand over Liam’s shoulder, I said, “You can get clothes in the morning.”

  Nodding, he smiled and said, “I’d like to stay.”

  “Great. Let’s eat so we can get to bed.” Damien clapped.