Gaining Hope, page 3
“It just popped out of my mouth. I didn’t plan to say it. But you didn’t see her arguing with me now did you? She was just as enthralled by the idea as we both were.” Shawn glanced at Tommy and dared him to deny it. “She wants us just as much as we want her. And damn it, I will protect her from whatever comes this way.”
“You know that I will too,” Tommy admitted. “I could very easily fall in love with her. But I think that we really need to talk to her when she wakes up. We have to find out exactly what we are up against. We have to know what she believes that she needs saving from.”
“I agree,” Shawn replied glancing into his coffee cup at the lukewarm remains inside. “But just so you know. If she needs it, I will protect her in every way I can.”
Tommy caught Shawn’s eyes and nodded. “Agreed. We’ll protect her no matter what she’s hiding from.”
Shawn stood from the table and took his cup to the sink to rinse it. “I’ll start dinner while you go up top and check the radar. Maybe we should head a little further out to sea.”
“I’ve got us pretty far out and the anchor is dropped. We’ll be fine. I’ll check again to be sure that nothing else has drifted our way.”
“Good. I’m sure that she’ll be hungry when she wakes up.” Shawn opened the cabinet and began to rummage through their freshly stocked supplies.
“And then we talk?” Tommy inquired.
“And then we talk.” Shawn agreed.
Hope awoke to the tempting smell of syrup and bacon. She lifted her eyes and saw that Shawn was standing just inside the doorway with a tray laden with food. She could see the stack of pancakes and the bacon on a saucer beside it. Her stomach growled as if on cue and she sat up on the bed as he began to cross the room towards her.
“I see that you’re awake. Hungry?” He asked, turning the tray so that he could place it across her legs.
“Starved,” she smiled up at him. Shawn bent down and took her lips with a soft tender kiss that somehow felt perfect…and right. “What was that for?” she asked him.
“Does there have to be a reason?” He lifted his hand and stroked his fingers through her hair gently while she tried to focus on her food. “How are you feeling now that you’ve rested?”
“Fine,” she replied. “Even better when I fill up on this wonderful smelling food.”
She was a little self conscious at first, with Shawn watching avidly while she tried to take dainty bites. But after the first few minutes hunger took over and she just enjoyed the feast. Crisp bacon, perfectly shaped pancakes with just the right amount of syrup and fluffy scrambled eggs all brought to light just how long it had been since she had eaten. When the last bite disappeared she leant back and gave a sigh. A deep chuckle brought her eyes back up and a blush stained her cheeks.
“There’s more if you’re still hungry,” Shawn told her with a big grin.
“I’m sorry,” Hope said as the embarrassment overtook her. “I don’t usually eat like that.”
“I love it. Nothing more arousing than a woman with a healthy appetite.” His grin deepened along with the colour of her blush. “Makes a man wonder what else might make her that hungry.”
Hope’s gaze dropped down to his jean clad crotch and there was no disguising the bulge there. Her eyes flew back up to his and she could see the desire smouldering there. He wanted her again. And she wanted him just as much. He eased the tray off her lap and placed it over on the floor an arm’s length from the bed.
“I want you again Hope. I want to feel you wrapped around my cock squeezing me, taking me deep and hard. I want to feel your pussy, your mouth, your ass. I want to know you in every way imaginable.” The truth of his words was right there in his eyes. He meant what he was saying and that fact both awed and enticed her.
“Are you telling me that as your wife we’ve never done all of that?” She meant the question to be coy, to continue with the game that they had both started earlier. But he shook his head and placed a finger on her lips to stop her.
“No more lies. No more pretending.” He tipped her head up so that she was caught by his gaze and he refused to release her. “We both know that we’ve never met before. We both know that there was no marriage in Ireland. As much as I wish that it was true, that you were mine in every way imaginable, you’re not.”
He caressed her face with his fingertips, tracing the hollows of her cheeks, the curve of her jaw, skimming over her lips. She closed her eyes and let herself enjoy the feel of his fingers, the light touch on her skin. “I wish that as well. I wish it more than you could ever know.”
“Why did you hide out here Hope? What are you running from?” Shawn spoke softly to her, as if afraid that his questions might send her running again. This time from him.
“Yes, I’d like to know the answers to those questions as well,” Tommy spoke as he entered the room and moved to join them on the bed. He approached the other side and lounged beside Hope, pulling her easily into the curve of his arm as if he had been doing it for years. “Who are you running from?”
“It’s a long story,” Hope began but stopped when both men just shook their heads at her.
“We’ve got all the time in the world.” Tommy assured her, leaning in to place a kiss on her temple.
Shawn remained sitting beside her on the bed but he took one of her hands in both of his and held it tight, willing his strength into her. “Tell us what you can.”
“I was engaged to be married,” Hope began and both men snarled at the first sentence. Hope smiled and shook her head. “Not by choice but to a friend of my father’s.”
“How old is this fiancée?” Shawn demanded.
“Late fifties,” she answered and stopped as both men cried out in outrage.
“What the hell was your dad thinking of letting you marry a guy that old?” Tommy hollered.
“No fucking way,” was all that Shawn muttered, his face suddenly hard with anger.
“I’m not sure of all of the details but my older sister Faith was supposed to marry him. She fell in love with someone else and escaped the day before the wedding. With her gone, it fell to me to marry him on my twenty-first birthday.” She looked up at them and shook her head vigorously. “But there was no way that I could go through with it.” Hope shuddered and Tommy pulled her tighter against him. “So the first chance I got, I ran. I thought that if I could make it to a boat then I could hide away until it was far enough out at sea that they couldn’t possibly turn back.”
“And what did you think would happen then?” Shawn was really angry now. “What if you found yourself on a boat with someone who decided to rape you? Or even worse, kill you and dump your body at sea? What the hell were you thinking Hope?”
“I spent the entire day here checking out the boats. I watched and I watched. I saw the little old lady on this boat and I thought that she looked sympathetic. So I decided to hide out here. I had no idea that this boat belonged to you two.” Hope glanced back and forth between them.
“Exactly my point. You had no idea what you were getting into. We could have been deranged perverts or serial killers or something.” Shawn was definitely not calming down which only served to piss Hope off.
“I see your point. I could have found myself trapped with two sexual deviants who might try to convince me that they were married to me,” she glared heatedly at Shawn. “All under the guise of stripping me naked and fucking me senseless. Glad that I didn’t find myself in that situation.” Shawn glared right back at her until they were both startled by Tommy’s robust laughter.
“Damn, I’ve never seen anyone get under Shawn’s skin like that. You two were made for each other. Something definitely brought you together.” Tommy smiled at them both.
“Us together,” Shawn relented enough to say. “The three of us.” He looked at Hope as if seeking her agreement that it was a threesome.
She glanced between the two men that she was coming to know so intimately and found that she couldn’t deny the truth. Something truly had pulled her towards this boat and these two men. “Yes, the three of us. It was as if something kept telling me to come to this boat, that I would find what I was searching for here.”
“And what was that?” Tommy asked softly. “What were you searching for?”
The first words that came out of her mouth were, “A way out. A new beginning. A chance to find love and not be stuck in a marriage that I never wanted.”
“I think I know what brought you here.” Tommy jumped up from the bed and bounded out the door. He was back in a flash with a bottle, a piece of old paper and a gorgeous necklace draped over his fingers. “Read this,” he urged as he handed her the paper.
“Oh, hell,” Shawn muttered but didn’t try to take the paper from her.
It was a beautiful poem about true love and the hand of fate. It tugged at her heartstrings and made her believe for the moment that anything was possible.
“It’s beautiful,” she said. “Where did you get it?”
“We found it,” Tommy told her holding up the bottle. “Both the note and the necklace were in this bottle floating in the water.”
“Why would someone do that?” Hope wondered out loud.
“You read the note.” Shawn stated. “It is found by those who have found true love, or are close to finding it.” His gaze caught hers and she found herself afraid of what the future might hold, of what he might be implying.
She glanced down at the note in her hand. “It says, ‘so take this token and wear it true, destiny awaits with love for you.’ So doesn’t that mean that you have to wear it?”
Shawn laughed and Tommy shook his head before speaking. “Yeah, Shawn. I think that it is just your colour and size. It will look great on you.”
Shawn smiled and reached for the gorgeous necklace. He was still amazed that the silver had no tarnish on it. Perhaps someone else had discovered the bottle just before them and cleaned it up. Or perhaps the blessing bestowed on it kept it from tarnishing, much like true love. Either way it was one of the most exquisite pieces that he had ever seen. And it wasn’t just the Irishman in him that appreciated the touch of home in the Connemara Marble. It was easy to see that it had been crafted with love in mind and he wondered if the original owner had made it himself. Maybe someday they could research and find out where the piece originated from. He would have to be sure to photograph both the necklace and the note later. For the moment he knew exactly what he wanted to do.
Reaching forward he slid the necklace around Hope’s neck and with Tommy’s help fastened it so that it hung between her breasts. It looked perfect nestled there. Like it was meant to rest there for a moment.
“Wow,” Hope glanced down at the jewellery. “It is beautiful.” She reached her hand up and touched it reverently. “And warm. I didn’t think that it would be this warm.”
Both men reached out to touch the stone that had indeed warmed in the brief time that it had been placed on Hope. It was like it was showing that it was happy, that they had done well.
“It was meant to grace you,” Tommy whispered and leant close to place a soft slow kiss on her lips.
“For us,” she whispered, the uncertainty in her voice making it a question instead of a statement.
“Definitely for us,” Shawn answered and leaning in, took her mouth not with softness but with hunger and ferocity. As if he needed to taste her, to consume her. His much larger frame dwarfed her and soon she was on her back on the bed. Tommy must have moved the pillows to help Shawn. “I know that we’ve only just met. I know that this will sound crazy, but I really believe that everything happens for a reason. And I believe that the bottle and you, and the two of us all meeting up at the same time is no coincidence. I believe that there is something bigger at work here than just us. Call it God, fate, destiny, whatever you need to. But, Hope, I feel like I’ve been waiting for you to come into my life.” He glanced over at Tommy and added, “Our lives.”
“I sat on the beach, half hidden behind the storage shed and looked at every boat in the harbour. I sat and I watched. But for some reason my attention was always drawn back to this one. Even when I thought it belonged to someone else I couldn’t take my eyes off it. It was as if something was telling me that this was where I was meant to find the help I needed.” She reached one hand up to cup Shawn’s face and used the other to reach out for Tommy’s hand and lace their fingers together. “So, yes, I believe the same thing. I’ve never felt this comfortable this quickly with anyone. Yet with you and Tommy, I feel like I’ve come home.”
“Home,” Tommy repeated and his eyes glowed like warm pools of gold.
“No matter what comes this way,” Shawn reclaimed her attention with his urgent tone of voice. “I want you to know that I…”
“That we,” Tommy interrupted.
“That we,” Shawn agreed, “will do anything and everything to protect you. No one will ever make you feel the need to run again. And no one will ever make you go anywhere that you don’t want to.”
“Even us,” Tommy added softly. “We want you to stay with us, to give this, us, a chance and see where it might lead. But if that is not what you want then we won’t force you to.”
Hope glanced back at Shawn to see if he agreed. His face showed sadness at the thought of her leaving but he nodded his head in agreement.
“You were heading to see your sister Faith?” Shawn asked.
“Yes,” she whispered, so overcome with all that was being put in front of her that she was having trouble finding the words she needed.
“Do you still want to go see her?” Shawn wanted to know.
Hope nodded her head and Shawn dropped his head to his chest for a minute before glancing back up at her. “Then we’ll make sure you get there.” He started to move off of her but Hope grabbed him with both hands and held him tight.
“Wait,” she stated. “Of course I still want to see my sister. But I want you two to go with me. I want to be with you,” she glanced pointedly between them. “Both of you. I want to see what the future might hold for us, what destiny awaits us.”
“Be sure, Hope,” Shawn’s voice was almost guttural it was so choked with emotion. “Be very sure. Because once you agree to stay with us, to see where this leads, I’m not sure that I can be strong enough to let you go.”
Hope smiled and leaned up to softly nip his bottom lip. “I wouldn’t want you to. I’m sure. I’m very sure. I think I might have known since you told me I was your wife and I agreed.” She laughed out loud and soon both of her men were joining her. Her men. The thought startled her, mostly because it felt so right to say it. She was a woman with not one, but two men in her life. She was sure that many would think her insane, or even question her morality. But then there would also be just as many, if not more, who envied her and wished they were as lucky.
“We need to celebrate then,” Tommy said as he moved from the bed over to a cabinet. He opened one of the drawers and pulled out a tube of lubricating jelly. Hope caught her breath as she realised what that meant. It was time for her to take both of them into her body at the same time. It was exactly what she had wanted to experience since she’d first encountered them.
“Yes,” she agreed eagerly when she realised both men were looking at her, waiting for her approval and agreement.
Shawn’s hands slid under the sheet until he was palming her breasts and rubbing her turgid nipples between his fingers. She groaned out loud, arching up into him, hungry for more, for everything.
“You’re over-dressed,” Shawn told her as he bent down to replace one hand with his mouth, sucking and tugging her nipple with his teeth. She laughed at the absurdity of his words. After all, she was wearing a sheet and nothing more.
Hope cried out and clutched his head in both of her hands, urging him closer still. “So are you,” she moaned and her glance went to Tommy as she prepared to tell him the same. But he was naked beside the bed, his cock gleaming with the lubricant he was still coating it with. His eyes were hooded as he gazed hungrily at her breasts before locking gazes with her.
“Way ahead of you little bit,” he told her with a sultry smile. He ran his slicked fingers up and down his length, squeezing the head before sliding back down the shaft to his balls. “Have you ever had a man inside your ass before?”
“Yes,” she breathed out. “I tried it a few times with a guy I dated in high school.”
“Did you enjoy it?” Tommy asked her.
She nodded her head. “It felt pretty good, tight and full. I was always on my hands and knees.”
“We’re going to do it a little differently this time,” Tommy told her as he moved closer to the bed. Shawn let her nipple free with a pop and disengaged their bodies so that he could stand up and begin removing his clothes as well.
Tommy joined her on the bed. His cock was hard and thick as it jutted out from his nest of brown curls. She licked her lips but he shook his head. “I’ve already got it coated with lube this time. You don’t want to taste that baby.” He leant into her and claimed her with a hungry kiss. His tongue forged between her lips, licking across her teeth before she opened completely to him. He devoured her mouth, exploring every hidden nook and cranny with his tongue. His body felt so good against hers and she could now feel just how slick his cock was.
“I want you to turn over and get up just a little bit, on your knees,” he informed her as he reluctantly pulled back from the kiss. “That will be the easiest way for you to take my dick. I’ll take my time and work it in nice and slow. I’m going to slick you up and stretch you with my fingers first.” He leant down and kissed her softly again before pulling back completely and nodding at her.
Slowly Hope rolled over onto her belly and rose to her hands and knees. Tommy moved beside her and then helped her turn so that she was sideways on the bed. She almost jumped when she felt the slide of his tongue over her anus. He continued on to her opened sex and dipped inside for a taste before moving back to her bottom. His tongue licked and probed her opening and she found it surprisingly erotic. Back and forth he went with his tongue using a mixture of her natural lube and his saliva to loosen and moisten her anus.











