Seeking Two Lovers, page 28
My smile faded as I once more focused on the quiet sobs beyond Grey. “Go hold them,” I told him, my emotional turmoil over us locked in a casket and buried. “Let them rest against you. You’re strong enough for the both of them.”
“Okay,” he whispered. “I miss you.”
I smiled so damn hard my cheeks hurt. “I miss you more.”
“Soon.”
I nodded, my heart soaring. “Soon.”
42
Blaine
Sarah had officially been with us for a week when Franklin finally got in touch with her. I hadn’t recognized the New Hampshire number calling my cell but had answered anyway. A quiet, hesitant voice had introduced himself, and I’d promptly handed my phone over to Sarah who’d been sitting eating dinner with me and Grey.
Cheeks pink and tears in her eyes, she’d scampered up the stairs, leaving me alone with Grey for the first time outside our bed in seven long as fuck days. We hadn’t done more than cuddle and kiss in that week. Sex of any sort had been the last thing on my mind, which wasn’t surprising considering what Sarah and I had gone through since her arrival.
Countless questions and hours upon hours of having to wade through the darkness I could no longer keep under lock and key. That shit was needed to build the case against Quell.
Turmoil no human being ought to experience raged in our hearts regardless of our attempts to think on other aspects of our lives. Exhaustion didn’t begin to describe both my and Sarah’s bodies and minds.
Physically drained, emotionally spent, we both needed a long-as-hell vacation far away from everything and just about everyone.
While I felt all kinds of satisfaction in seeing Quell hauled off in cuffs, the cult disbanded and a few of the buildings razed to the ground, I knew I would never be able to forget what had taken place inside the cult’s fence.
Sarah fared a little better than I did. The bruises had begun to fade, and she’d lost the pale face and frightened eyes. Watching the aftereffects of the raid on the compound, finally having answers of where our parents had gotten to—even if it hadn’t been confirmed yet—had settled something in her.
My head still floundered like a damn hot mess.
Grey and I finished eating, not talking a whole lot, and cleaned up. He’d been quiet throughout week but always there if I needed him. The man I could count on.
The man I loved desperately.
Pain lanced through my chest, and I set aside the towel I’d been using to dry the dishes he washed and tugged his forearm.
Suds up to his elbows from the dish water, he turned toward me, his brow furrowed. “Are you okay?”
Throat tight, I nodded and moved in close, resting my forehead on his shoulder to soak in his warmth and the sure peace being in his arms always brought.
He hugged me to him, wet hands soaking through my thin T-shirt as he rubbed up and down my spine, soothing my mind as I knew he would.
I sagged against him, tucking my face into his neck, my fingers digging into the muscles along his spine. He smelled like soap and masculinity—my Grey. Emotions rose up in my chest but with sweet longing rather than sorrow.
Trailing my lips over his neck, up over his jaw, I attempted to give him something in return for all he’d sacrificed for me.
“Grey,” I murmured against the corner of his mouth, and he turned toward me, brushing his lips over mine. The chaste touch of lips we’d shared over the previous seven days gave way to rising hunger from a mere flick of my tongue along his seam.
His hold on me tightened, and he groaned, his tongue lashing against mine.
Life returned to my groin for the first time in over a week, and I leaked pre-cum like a goddamn broken faucet.
“Grey,” I whispered once more over his lips.
“I know, baby…I know.” He squeezed my ass and kissed along my scruffy jaw. “Fuck, have I missed you.”
“Mmm.” I swallowed hard as he closed his lips over my earlobe.
Footsteps sounded, and we both stepped away from each other, panting. Gazes locked, we adjusted the obvious bulges in our pants. He smirked and winked, the lightness in the moment curving my lips into a soft smile.
I slid onto the barstool I’d vacated to clean up while he turned to finish the dishes. Hard-ons officially hidden.
Sarah breezed into the kitchen, face flushed and eyes more alight than I’d seen since she’d landed in California.
“He’s good, I’m guessing?” I asked, my tone steadier than I’d expected considering how my pulse still raced and desire for my man still coursed through my blood.
“A-Mazing!” She plopped onto the stool beside me, handing over my cell. “So, he found out he has grandparents he never knew about, and he and the other four kids moved in with them. They have a farm in Maine, a big one, with plenty of room for all of them. Franklin won’t be responsible for his siblings like he’d feared—he wants me to come home so we can be together.”
Her words rushed out, leaving me stunned and silent, dick officially checked out.
My face must have betrayed my disappointment in her announcement, because her smile faded.
“What?” she whispered.
“You seem…like you want to go back.”
Leave me, I couldn’t choke out.
“I do.” She smiled again, but her mouth wobbled. Taking my hand, she glanced at Grey. “I’m thankful for everything you’ve done for me, but I…I can’t stay out here, Blaine. I love my Frankie baby so much, and being away from him has been half of my depression.”
I’d figured it had been the hormones of the lost pregnancy and all the shit we’d endured that had kept her in tears.
What an asshole I’d been, not even considering how she would feel being separated from the man she loved. I couldn’t imagine those miles keeping me from Grey—or Lily which had been agony enough with one town between us.
“He asked his grandparents if I could move in too, and they agreed. I know I just got here, Blaine, but I really miss him.”
I nodded, hating that wetness filled her eyes for what seemed like the hundredth time in seven days.
“And with the upcoming trial, it would be best for me to be nearby,” she added.
As Quell’s supposed wife, Sarah had indeed been privy to a shit ton of information. While the graves had been a surprise to her, the fact they existed didn’t. Too many people had pissed off Quell over the years and disappeared.
Including his first wife.
“I want you to be happy, little sis, and if that’s being with Franklin, then I won’t stand in your way,” I managed to get out past the lump in my throat. Complicated emotions once more took over my brain. Longing for a renewed relationship with my little sister I’d just gotten back in my life and want for her to find her fairy tale ending like I’d done with Grey and Lily.
“Frankie does make me happy. I miss him so damn much—just like you miss Lily.”
My brow furrowed, and Sarah let out a soft laugh while drying her eyes. “Seriously, Blaine? You and Grey have been miserable since she left. Neither of you have said a damn word about her absence, but I’m calling bullshit if you even think about denying the truth in front of me.”
Grey turned to lean against the sink, drying his hands. He eyed my sister. “I didn’t want to overcrowd you.”
“As if one more person here in this massive house would make a difference,” Sarah huffed out her opinion.
Grey gave me his full attention. “I didn’t ask her to visit because I thought you would need time.”
“Well, maybe you should have opened your mouth and communicated instead of assuming,” Sarah told him with a saucy tilt to her head.
Lips tight, I grabbed up my cell and swiped the screen to life.
“What are you doing?” Sarah asked me with a teasing tone.
“Telling our girlfriend to get her fine ass over here where she belongs.”
“Thank God!” Sarah slapped her palms onto the table. “You two men have been miserable messes without her.”
Lily immediately texted back a heart-eyed emoji and Be there in an hour!
I grinned, feeling as though oxygen freely filled my lungs for the first time all week.
“Soooo…”
I gave Sarah my attention at her drawn-out word. Pink once more flushed her face.
“I’m going to be taking a nice long bubble bath tonight with a glass of that white wine you introduced me to and enjoying those chocolate mint candies Lily had stockpiled for me. And did I gush about that new, delicious book I started this morning? Don’t plan on laying eyes on me the rest of the night.” She slid off her stool and ambled toward the stairs. “Tell Lily I said hello, and I’ll see you all in the morning!”
Grey and I caught each other’s gazes.
“Shower?” he suggested, his tone raw.
My dick swelled back to full mast at the drop of a damn hat. “Together?”
“Fuck, yes.”
He palmed my ass the entire way into our bathroom.
Grey let Lily into the house and swept her into the foyer, devouring her mouth before the door even slammed shut. I slid in behind her tight little body covered by a flowing sundress, flipped the lock, set the alarm, and crowded in close to get my mouth on her neck.
Sweet, delicious vanilla filled my nose.
She moaned and squirmed, turning to face me. Her soft hands found my face, and she peered up at me. Her big brown eyes revealed her worry, but for once, she didn’t seem to be able to find words.
“I’m going to be fine,” I assured her, pressing in close along her body.
A heavy sigh shuddered through her, sagging her shoulders. “I love you.”
“Love you too.” I took her lips, feasted on the heaven I’d been missing for too damn long. She tasted of mint—chocolate—and I couldn’t get enough.
If burrowing into a person’s skin and taking up permanent residency was a possibility with science, I’d have been first in line to offer my body up for testing.
As long as Grey agreed to do the same along with me.
His hands found my ass around her body, and even though we’d jerked each other off in a matter of seconds earlier in the shower, my dick thickened against Lily’s belly.
“Missed you,” I said, lifting her into my arms. “So damn much—I don’t know why I didn’t just tell you to stay with us the whole week. I needed you. Wanted you.”
She slid her palms along my jawline, her smile like sunshine and dew drops. “It’s okay. I’m fine—we’re fine. I’m here now, and that’s all I care about.”
Her legs wrapped around my waist, and Grey went for her ass instead of mine, yanking on material to get at her skin.
“No panties. You naughty little minx.” He dropped to his knees, and Lily let out a breathy moan that went straight to my dick.
“Is he eating your ass?” I asked even though I palmed her cheeks, opening her even wider for him.
“God, yes,” she hissed, her forehead tipping onto my shoulder.
“Grey,” I bit out his name.
“Hmm?” His voice was muffled by flesh, a slurp following the moaned response.
“Bedroom. Now.”
He stood and nuzzled Lily’s ear. “You’re so damn delicious. I could lick your ass all fucking day long.”
Lily shivered, goosebumps pebbling her arms.
Grey’s pale eyes blazed with heat, and I nodded toward our bedroom door. He smirked, adjusted the tent of his shorts, and led the way.
I lusted over every flex of his backside while rubbing Lily’s.
“We’re going to have you at the same time,” I told her.
She made a throaty hum that caused my dick pressed tight against her core to jerk. “Yes, please.”
“Think you can take us both in that tight pussy of yours?”
“Oh God,” she whimpered.
“Because I want to feel Grey’s cock sliding alongside mine, coated in your cream. I want to feel you come around us before we fuck you full of our cum.” Fuck, did I lust for that, making her ours once and for all.
“Holyshitandallthingsholy,” she breathed the words all in one big slur, and I grinned. “You’ve been spending too much time with Grey—filthy mouth.”
“You love it.” I nipped her earlobe.
“Damn right I do.”
I set her on her feet at the edge of the bed.
Grey sprawled naked in the center beneath the lights he’d dimmed. His dick leaked in his hand, already glistening with precum. “Strip her down, B.”
I nosed over her delicious-smelling neck while gathering up her dress, easily slipping it off overhead. It was like she came prepared for a quick strip down. She’d even worn flip-flops which she never did. They got kicked to the side without effort.
Arms wrapped around her middle, I rested my chin on her shoulder, my focus on Grey while he slowly stroked himself.
“He’s so fucking hot,” I muttered, my hard-on digging into her lower back.
“Mmm hmm.”
I inhaled until it hurt, so overrun by positive thoughts and emotions for the first time in over a week that I felt like I’d entered our heaven’s gates again. The garden of life blooming in my heart from Lily’s presence lay beneath bright, twinkling starlight from the man waiting for us. I decided in that moment that I would start seeing a therapist, because I wanted complete healing...
Grey fully inside my head—and body.
But that could wait for another night. We had our girl to love on.
“Go sit on his dick, Lily,” I whispered against her ear, ready for the next step in our relationship. Dual claiming, a raw marking, a physical acknowledgement of where all three of us belonged.
Together.
43
Greyson
Lily had moved into my heart as easily as she sank onto my aching length. One smooth glide that rolled my eyes back into my head with exquisite pleasure. Without effort, she’d solidified her place in my life, and I refused to exist another day without her beside us.
I pulled her down, taking her mouth in a slow, languid kiss when I would have rather devoured her until she lay spent atop my body.
We would get there…but we had a ways to go.
Blaine and I had spoken in the shower while jerking each other off about double penetration in the way she’d fantasized over.
And fuck, did we both want it.
We’d unloaded our balls in record time thinking about fucking up into her pussy, skin on skin.
Fuck.
My dick jerked inside her, and I motioned Blaine closer without tearing my mouth from Lily’s. I might have found release in Blaine’s hand a half hour or so earlier, but my need approached detonation within seconds of her hot clasp around my cock.
Blaine pressed a thigh between mine, and I opened, giving him room to rest his knee on the bed.
“Mmm.” Lily moaned into my mouth, gyrating her hips, her slick pussy walls dragging along my cock.
“Gorgeous ass,” Blaine said. His hands slid down over my balls and away again, caressing us both. “Is she wet?” he asked, his fingers gliding around where I stretched her, the sloppy noises of my slow thrusts answer enough.
“Fuck yeah,” he groaned. “Perfect. So damn needy.”
She abandoned my mouth, rising up onto her hands. Panting. Eyes hazed with lust.
I buried deep and held her gaze. “Be a good little girl and let him in too.” I pinched one of her nipples, and she whimpered, her head tipping back.
“Please, baby. Please…” she begged.
The sound of the lube cap snapped.
Blaine pressed a slicked-up finger into her tight sheath along my length, and we both groaned.
“So fucking tight,” I said through clenched teeth, unable to help from fucking up into her along Blaine’s calloused finger as he stretched her out. “Need your dick in here so bad, B. Give our girl what she’s been dreaming about.”
Blaine lifted Lily onto her haunches, his arms wrapping around her body, his mouth on her ear. “You want both of our dicks inside you, pumping you full of cum?”
“Yeah…oh yeah.” She panted, her luscious lips parted, eyelids fluttered shut. “So bad. You have no idea.”
“Think you can take us both?”
Red flushed her check, neck, and face. So fucking beautiful my heart ached. “Fuck yes. Do it.”
He pressed her forward down onto my chest, and I held her close, fighting to keep my hips still so Blaine could work his way inside her. The head of him smeared pre-cum and lube over my firmed balls to where I penetrated Lily.
Our gazes caught over her shoulder, his eyes dark with hunger I experienced deep in my core.
Make her ours.
He pushed—notched.
“Oh fuck…fuck. God!” Lily whined and stiffened, her head tipping back again.
“Shh.” I rubbed my hands down her spine. She shivered beneath my light touch as I held Blaine’s hazed eyes with my own, just the feel of his thick head pressing against my dick inside her tight sheath making my balls tingle. “I have you, sweet girl. Relax and let him in.”
Easy. Gentle.
Blaine released a slow exhale before trying for more.
Lily gasped and trembled, nonstop curses spilling from her lips as his length pushed in another inch.
“Baby…” Blaine bent over her back, sinking in a little further. “You feel so good wrapped around us like this.”
“Oh God.” She bit the word out then hissed between clenched teeth. “Too much…fucking hell, it’s like you’re ripping me apart.”
“Need us to stop?” I asked, cradling her face in my hands so I could see her expression.
Eyes wild, she stared down at me, shaking her head. “No. I want this. I-I’ll stretch. Just go slow.”
Blaine pushed forward, and I eased back, allowing him to slide in deep along my throbbing head still buried in her tight sheath.
“Ohholyshitandfuckinghallelujah,” Lily spewed words in a mumbled mess that twitched my lips upward.
“Okay?” I asked, and she moaned.
