Love of Liberty
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“Yes,” she cried, and Damien groaned. Her juices glistened on Damien’s cock every time he pulled out, the sight making me salivate. I was rock-hard. Reaching into my pants, I pulled my cock free and palmed it, up and down, over and over while I sucked on our woman’s clit and alternated with a swipe of my tongue on Damien’s cock. The taste of them both while they fucked threatened to take me over the edge.
Standing, I placed my fingers around Damien’s cock to feel him entering Liberty. Glancing down at her, I saw her head thrown back, her mouth open, and her eyes were shut tightly. I glided my fingers back up and pressed down on her clit, rubbing it gently up and down.
“Oh God,” she whispered. “I’m coming, yes, fuck, yes. Damien, harder. Liam, honey, press down.” Her legs spread wider as Damien fucked her harder, pumping in and out with so much force he had to hold her legs so she wouldn’t move on the table.
“Uh, Christ, yes. Fuck, I’m coming.” He threw his head back and grunted out his release right into our woman’s pussy, through clenched teeth. I fucking loved seeing him come inside her, just as much as he did when it was me. I also loved when he emptied inside of me.
Both were breathing hard. Damien, still deep inside Liberty, gazed at me with hooded eyes.
“Fuck me,” he demanded.
My heart beat hard in my chest.
“What?” The word was barely audible, too excited at the possibility.
Liberty’s eyes were like mine, round and wide.
“I want you inside me.”
“But, you’ve finished.”
He smirked. “I could go again, and I’m sure our woman would like to while you’re buried in me.”
Flicking my gaze to Liberty, I saw her chest rise and fall rapidly.
“Fuck, she’s just contracted around me. Tells me she likes the idea.”
“Please,” she muttered, her hands covering her breasts as she squeezed them.
My mind was a whirl of thoughts. My man was telling me to take him. We’d spent some time arse playing, so I knew he’d be able to take me; still, I didn’t want to hurt him.
“Liam, take me already.” Damien smiled.
Heading to the kitchen drawer, I grabbed out the lube and walked back to the table. Not bothering to take my pants off all the way, I shoved them down my legs and squirted lube into my hand, then palmed my cock, covering it.
Kissing his back, I asked, “You sure?”
To answer, he withdrew from Liberty, backing his arse to me. “Now.”
“Bend lower over our woman,” I ordered. He did and kissed her.
Reaching down, my hand still slick with lube, I glided two fingers over his ring. He shuddered and groaned into Liberty’s mouth.
She broke the kiss, looked over his shoulder and grinned. “So fucking hot.”
Damien groaned again when I entered him with a finger. Passing the resistance slowly, I prepared him. My cock throbbed, wanting inside him.
“Yes,” he grunted and bit into Liberty’s neck. “Ah, fuck.” He backed onto my fingers and then thrust into Liberty, ripping a moan from her lips.
“I’m happy to do just this—”
“I swear, I will fucking hurt you if you don’t fuck me,” Damien clipped, glancing over his shoulder to me.
Liberty giggled. “Don’t let him hurt you, Liam. I like you both in one piece.”
Jesus, I couldn’t stop smiling, and my heart wouldn’t stop beating so wildly in my chest. My dick was hard, and I was close to coming already knowing where I was about to put it. He was a virgin for fuck’s sake. I had to take my time. But our man was telling me to fuck him, so who was I to argue?
Removing my fingers, I gripped my shaft and placed the tip against his puckered hole. He stilled in Liberty as I gently shifted forward and pressed in.
“Fuck,” Damien bit out. I froze, my hands digging into his hips in worry.
“You good?” I asked.
“Yeah, yes.”
“Just breathe,” Liberty offered, rubbing her hand up and down his back. He nodded into her shoulder. I waited a second until I felt him relax some and then pushed in further. As soon as his arse let me past, I thrust all the way in and made sure to touch his prostate. He threw his head back and groaned low in the back of his throat.
“Shit, fuck. He feels good, baby,” I told Liberty, who was watching me over Damien’s shoulder. Her face was a mask of pure bliss, enjoying looking at her men. Leaning down, I kissed his back and muttered, “So good.” Slowly, I pulled all the way out. He backed onto my cock as he pulled himself out of Liberty’s tight snatch.
“Ah, Jesus,” he cried as I entered him again. He thrust into Liberty again, so I slipped nearly all the way out of him. As he withdrew from our woman, he backed his arse all the way onto my cock.
Over and over Damien led the way, withdrawing from Liberty and backing himself onto me. I held on to his hips and tipped my cock higher inside of him, mesmerised by the cords of his neck muscles clenching with his jaw. His eyes were closed. I glanced to Liberty to see her watching it all, playing with her tit in one hand while the other ran down over her belly, and then she tickled her clit.
She fucking loved watching us, just like we all did.
“Fuck, Christ. I’m going to come already,” Damien said. His eyes snapped open and down to Liberty.
“Me too.” She nodded.
I wouldn’t be far behind. Damien’s hands landed hard on the table beside Liberty’s hips. He pumped his hips forward and back, in her and on me.
“Liam?” Liberty cried.
“I’m close,” I bit out. “Fuck, so close.”
Our woman gasped. She pinched her nipple and ground down on Damien’s cock as she came.
“Christ,” he cursed. I knew he was coming because his arse squeezed tighter around me. When he settled, I wrapped my arms around his chest and brought his back up to hit my front. There I fucked his arse hard and fast. Breathing in his ear, I watched his cum drip from our woman’s pussy. I kissed Damien’s neck and then bit down, groaning into his skin as I squirted my release into our man’s arse. Finishing, my forehead hit his shoulder. After a few steadying breaths, I pulled out, and he shivered.
“Are you all right?” I asked him.
His breathing was erratic like Liberty’s and mine. “Fuck yeah.” He smiled.
“Baby, you good?” I asked as I went to Liberty. Leaning over, I touched my mouth to hers.
“More than good.” She grinned, and with our help, sat up. “I love this connection between the three of us, and I love you both have your own connection while I have mine with each of you. Most of all, I love you both.”
My chest pierced in fucking delight.
“I don’t give a fuck if it’s too soon, but I’m the same, baby,” I said, tucking her hair behind her ear. “I love you both.”
“Jesus. Me too. Both of you have my love.” Damien smiled. “But seriously. While I goddamn loved being fucked, I’m having the first shower while you both clean the table and disinfect it.” With a quick kiss to both of us, he bolted from the room.
“He’s a lazy goof.” Liberty grinned.
“Yes, and he’s ours.”
Wrapping her arms around my waist, she nodded. “Yeah, he is.”
Epilogue
Liberty
Moving sucked. I’d forgotten how much I hated it since I hadn’t done it for a while. Well, except when I moved Jade in with Chance and Dane without her knowing. However, I’d enjoyed that because it wasn’t my shit. Plus, I’d done it to mess with Jade because I thought she’d freak when they’d asked her to live with them.
Shit. Maybe that was where I’d gone wrong. I should have pretended to have freaked out about moving in with Damien and Liam, that way Jade would have returned the favour and moved me in.
When Damien had told me I was moving in—his words—I couldn’t think of anything better.
They were it for me, for life. I would do everything in my power to keep what we had g
oing forever.
“Come on, babe, get your arse moving,” Damien teased as he walked past me with Liam, both of them carrying an end of the couch from Liam’s place. The upside to moving was watching my men carrying heavy things and seeing their muscles work.
After we’d come back from the biker bar meeting Josie, who was sweet though Pick and Billy were kinda scary and gruff, we’d made a note the previous night on what we would take from each house. The rest we were giving to the salvation store I was doing my community service at. First they’d had me in front of the store serving people, until I’d fought with a woman about a price of something I had just priced. The cheeky fucker had changed the tag. After that incident, I’d had to work out the back sorting through the items people dropped off.
Someone sighed beside me. I looked to Trish, Damien’s dad’s girlfriend, to see her watching my men carrying in the couch. She met my gaze and smiled. I grinned back. Yeah, I knew how lucky I was.
Damien’s dad stepped out of the three-bedroom brick home and yelled, “Trish, I saw you watching. Don’t go getting any ideas. I ain’t crossing swords with anyone.”
“Jesus, Dad,” Damien cursed, shaking his head. Liam chuckled, while both Trish and I laughed.
“He is not my father,” Jade said, coming up beside us. Chance and Dane were already inside putting together a spare bed. Jade, Trish, and I were supposed to be carrying in small items for the kitchen.
“He doesn’t need to worry, I’m a one-man woman.” Trish smiled.
Jade’s dad walked back out. “Your men kicked me out.” He huffed at Jade.
“Were you trying to stand back and tell them how to do things?” she asked.
He rolled his eyes, which meant he was. “Anyway, between you all, I’m sure you can finish it. Trish and I have to get going.”
“Thank you both for your help,” I said and kissed them on the cheek.
“Don’t thank me, you’re like my second daughter, and you’re dating my son. I should be thanking you for putting up with him.”
There was a hoot. We all looked to see Damien laughing from Liam’s back as Liam piggybacked him back to the truck.
“Fuck. Good luck, he’s a big kid that guy.”
“He’s perfect.” I swooned, seeing my men having fun with each other. “They both are.”
“I’m gagging here,” Jade said and then pretended to do just that. She quickly said goodbye to her dad and Trish while I kept going inside. Stepping into the house, a sense of belonging spread over me. I hadn’t felt that even in my old apartment. I was sure it had everything to do with the men in my life. Excitement rushed through me. We were truly doing this, actually living in our own house together.
It was our house.
There was a touch—even if it was something small like a photo frame or a kitchen utensil—of each of us in every room.
It was home.
I wasn’t an emotional sap. Hell, I hardly ever cried, but right then I felt like sobbing in joy as I’d never had so much happiness inside of me. My life had been full with Damien when we’d first started dating, but with Liam, it felt like my life was overflowing with so much love, and I wouldn’t want it any other way.
“Hey,” Damien said as he wrapped his arms around my stomach from behind and rested his chin on my shoulder. “You okay?”
Nodding, I answered, “Very much so.”
“What’s going on?” Liam asked before he stepped up to my front and wrapped his arms around mine, and I knew they would be around Damien as much as they could be.
“Just feeling overwhelmed, but in a good way,” I told them. Tipping my head back, I said to Liam, “Love you.”
He smiled. “Love you.” And then he kissed me.
Damien lips were at my neck where he said, “Love you too, babe.”
“Love you.” I turned my neck enough to touch his mouth with mine before I added, “Even when you don’t pick up after yourself, but be warned, if it continues, I will burn the clothes.”
I felt him shrug. “Then I get to walk around naked.”
“Please, God no,” yelled Jade from somewhere.
I didn’t care she was witness to our moment. I wouldn’t care if it were a stranger even. No one mattered more to me than the two men surrounding me. And I knew they felt the same. Especially when, over my shoulder, they kissed each other and mumbled against their mouths how they loved each other.
My heart melted.
This was us.
We were meant to be because together, our lives were damn perfect.
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Table of Contents
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Chapter One
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Chapter Two
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Chapter Three
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Chapter Four
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Chapter Five
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Chapter Six
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Chapter Seven
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Chapter Eight
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Chapter Nine
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Chapter Ten
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Chapter Eleven
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Chapter Twelve
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Chapter Thirteen
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Chapter Fourteen
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Chapter Fifteen
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Epilogue
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