Light From The Dark: Protecting What's Theirs, page 24
Almost a full month later, I was finally finishing up sorting through all of my belongings that had been put into storage. It had taken a while before I could do more than one box a day. The pain in my wounds would wear me out quickly, and though my parents had been a big help when they could, they also had to get back to their jobs.
I was finally sorting through the last of my things, making piles to keep and another to donate to the local second-hand store. I had liked the idea that they donated a large portion of their profits to the women’s shelter in town. I shoved the last discard box to the side of the storage unit and brushed off my hands. I wasn’t surprised that my keep pile was much smaller than the one I planned to donate. After living on the run for weeks, I guess I had lost the attachment I’d had for a lot of things.
I pulled my pull out of my pocket and hit FaceTime.
“Dollface,” Brent’s deep Texas drawl had butterflies fluttering in my stomach. I hadn’t realized how thick it was until I’d landed back in California. A second, equally handsome face moved into view.
“Hey, sugar. Are you finally done?”
I beamed back a smile at the phone screen. Talking to them, and seeing them, always made me happy. I turned the screen so they could see the boxes before bringing it back to face me. “All done! There aren’t nearly as many as I thought there would be.” My voice lowered as I swallowed back a whine. “I just want to get back home to you guys.”
“Sugar, we can have you on the next plane leaving the state if you give us half a chance.”
“I can fly out to help you get the last of your things settled.” I shook my head before Brent was even done speaking.
“I would love to have you here, but I know you are in the middle of a deadline to get that office building completed. Just concentrate on work. I’ll be okay.”
I looked back at the boxes one last time before pulling the door down over the unit. “I think I’ll be ready to get on the plane in about two days…” I paused on my walk over to my car.
“Sugar, that pause better not be doubt.”
I laughed softly. “No, no doubt here. I can’t wait to get back to you. I just… it’s bittersweet. I’m closing the chapter on this part of my life before opening the next. I’m excited, but I’m going to miss my family here.”
“You know we can go back to visit any time you want, right? Texas isn’t that far away.”
“It’s not that close, either.”
“Dollface, it’s not the moon. If you want to make a weekend trip, we’ll make a weekend trip. Obviously, we couldn’t drive it, but planes take off all day, every day.”
“I’m being ridiculous, I know,” sighing as I opened the door and slid behind the wheel. I hadn’t lied all that time ago when I’d told the guys I didn’t have a license. I didn’t—not with me. Now that I could be myself again, I was able to do all the things I had previously taken for granted. I placed my phone in the dash holder and buckled my seatbelt. “I’m going to head over to my old job at the bookstore to say bye to my boss. How’s Grace and the diner doing?”
I would never have thought that I’d enjoy working at the diner as much as I did. I actually missed it; how nice the customers were and how welcoming Ethan’s parents had been.
“They are doing great. Mom said to tell you to get your sweet ass home before she has to drive out there and drag you back.”
I snickered. “I’m sure she called my ass sweet.”
“I was paraphrasing.”
I pulled to a stop at a light and turned to look straight into the phone. “I love you guys. I will be home soon.” After being back in California, one thing had become very clear: my home was with my men.
I pulled to a stop in front of the bookstore and looked up at the cute sign that looked hand-painted hanging above the door. When I stepped inside, the scent of books filled my lungs and reminded me why I had enjoyed working there during the last few years.
I walked up to the counter slowly, taking in the new titles that hadn’t been there the last night I had worked. I swallowed back a lump in my throat and pushed back the melancholy.
“Hi, can I help you find your next favorite book?” The voice was bubbly, way more energetic than I had ever been.
“Hi, I was actually wondering if Janet is in?”
“Sure! She’s in the back. Should I tell her who is asking?”
I tipped up the corner of my mouth. “Tell her Casey is here.”
It wasn’t thirty seconds later that I heard a high-pitched squeak come from the back office, followed by running footsteps. I was yanked into the older woman’s arms and held tightly. I hadn’t seen her since before I had been captured. After my ordeal, I hadn’t wanted to see anyone who wasn’t my parents, basically closing myself off from the world. Part of coming back to California was to apologize for shutting out the people that loved me. They hadn’t deserved it, even if it had been to protect my own mental health.
After several minutes of the two of us crying and apologizing, telling each other that we had no reason to be sorry, then laughing at the ridiculousness of the whole conversation, Janet stepped back and took me in from head to toe.
“How are you really doing, love?”
I smiled, letting her see. “I’m good, Janet. Really good. I fell in love with two wonderful guys. My visit here today was to say goodbye. I’m moving to Texas permanently.”
“Who are you going to choose?” The blurted question came from the bubbly shop assistant. She’d been sitting there watching us talking and crying with wide eyes the whole time, not even trying to hide the fact that she’d been staring. I almost wanted to ask if she’d like some popcorn.
“I don’t have to choose.”
She shook her head. “That’s not how it works. Not in the long term. Eventually, guys will get jealous that you are dating someone else. It happened to my sister. She was dating two guys that had said they were okay with it. But eventually, they started getting mad when she’d spend the night with one and not the other. They made her choose, and because of hurt feelings, she ended up with neither of them.”
I winced. “That’s rough. But that’s not the same way our relationship is. The guys were already together before they brought me in. We all fit together, and there’s no jealousy.”
After a long minute, she closed her mouth where her jaw had fallen open. “You are so lucky!”
Janet shook her head. “Mary, if you only knew what Casey had to go through to end up with those two guys, you wouldn’t think she was lucky at all.”
I nodded. “It was hard, not going to lie. But if the end result would be me with Ethan and Brent… I would do it again.”
Thirty-Seven
CASEY
I walked into the house with the key I’d borrowed from Grace. The guys hadn’t known I was going to be back in the morning instead of later in the evening like I had told them. I hoped they would enjoy the surprise. I had a feeling they would love it.
I closed the door softly behind me and put in the security code. I kicked off my slip-on shoes and stepped into the living room, taking in the subtle changes. There weren’t many, but the ones that were there had tears springing to my eyes.
The house had changed into a home in my absence. Before, there had been no personal touches, no pictures. Now, there were small framed pictures along the fireplace mantle. I stepped forward, walking past the couch with the new throw blanket over the back. I leaned closer and realized that each picture was of me and the guys. There were ones of all three of us and a combination of two of us in the other pictures. It was beautiful.
I moved down the hall after taking a quick peek in the kitchen, noting that everything looked pretty much the same as it had before. I paused in the hall and just stared at the large bed facing the open door. Just thinking about what went on in that bed had me rubbing my legs together and my heart racing with anticipation.
With slow steps, I entered the room, taking a look around. I tilted my head, searching for the changes that I could sense were there but didn’t see. There was a new picture sitting on the nightstand. An inspection showed it was one of me that had to have been taken while I was asleep. I looked so peaceful and pretty. It was obvious that I was naked in the picture, a sheet draped just right to keep it from being too x-rated. I set it back down and turned around before I froze.
Where the closet doors were, there was a third door that hadn’t been there before. Holding my breath, I opened the middle one and looked inside. I gasped as I realized what I was seeing. Brent must have renovated the closets, turning two large separate closets into three. They had already stocked most of it. Several dresses hung on one of the rails, alongside shirts and pants. There was a tall dresser against the back wall. When I inspected the contents of the top drawer, I sniffled. They had been busy while I was gone.
I didn’t bother to look in the rest of the drawers, knowing they had already filled them with things they knew I would like. The kindness and thoughtfulness they put behind this closet was enough to have me fall deeper in love with them. They had made room for me in their lives. It looked like they had welcomed me into their relationship with open arms.
I turned to call them and beg them to come home early. I couldn’t wait anymore to see them. But when I turned, I gasped, my feet moving, rushing toward the two men that were standing in the doorway to the closet with looks of love on their faces.
I flung an arm around each of their shoulders, bringing us into a single embrace. Kissing them in turn, one cheek and then the other, back and forth until Brent put a hand on my chin and held my face still. The kiss he gave me was nothing like the innocent cheek kisses. His tongue invaded my mouth and had my toes curling into the carpet. The next thing I knew, he was lifting me, bringing my thighs around his waist. I held on, clinging to him breathlessly as he devoured my mouth. But something was missing. Until it wasn’t.
Ethan moved in behind me and moved my hair to the side so he could attack my neck with as much passion as Brent was kissing my mouth. I had to pull my mouth away so I could take in deep gulps of air while moaning as they both nipped and sucked the skin of my neck.
“I missed you both so much!”
“We missed you, too, baby. I hope you got everything done in California that you needed to because we aren’t letting you leave us ever again.” Hands were stripping my clothes off so quickly that I was naked before I could blink.
“Never!” I vowed, and then my body was moving, being laid down on the bed. I lay there with my chest heaving as my men stripped their own clothes off. I watched, entranced, as Brent pulled his t-shirt off over his head with one hand, his six-pack rippling as he moved. Turning my gaze to Ethan, his golden eyes were blazing as he stared down at me. He lost his patience with the last few buttons of his shirt and just pulled, sending the buttons flying.
They both had their pants off in record time and were on the bed, their large cocks bobbing, the steel in Brent’s glinting in the light. Both of them leaked precum from their tips, making me lick my lips.
“Oh, sugar, don’t you ever stop looking at us like that.”
I shook my head, arching my back as he leaned down to suck on my nipple. My legs were wrenched open, and a warm tongue was probing at my entrance, licking up the copious moisture there. “Please!” I called out desperately. It had been too long, and I couldn’t stand not having one of them inside me. Both of them. “I need you now. Please, I can’t wait.”
Brent licked up the center of me one more time before pulling away from my pussy, growling. As he sat up between my legs, his cock hard and throbbing, Ethan leaned over to lick across Brent’s lips with a moan. “So good.”
I watched them kiss deeply, much harder than they kissed me. It was frantic and full of passion, and hot as hell. I was going to combust just from watching them kiss. Ethan’s hand went to Brent’s cock without breaking their kiss, and he stroked it roughly. Then he angled it down, somehow finding my entrance with little effort, and held me there until Brent punched forward with his hips.
My whole body seemed to freeze and then shake as if I had been electrocuted, every inch of his cock entering me in one swift motion. I didn’t need the added stimulation as Ethan’s thumb circled my clit. I was already coming.
Brent didn’t stop thrusting through my tremors and screams. Over and over, he slammed into me, seemingly unable to stop moving any more than I could stop coming. When I collapsed, my breaths ragged and my chest heaving, I opened my eyes to see Ethan and Brent both staring at me.
“That was only the beginning. We aren’t stopping until morning, dollface. I hope you have been taking your vitamins.” His words, punctuated by his thick cock sliding wetly in and out of me, began the buildup all over again. But I wanted something more.
I dug my fingers into Brent’s and Ethan’s thighs. “Wait!”
They both paused, Ethan’s fingers stilling the movement he had been doing as he played with my entrance where Brent’s cock was stretching me. One of his favorite things to do was to drive Brent crazy while he fucked me.
“I need both of you… together.” Ethan’s cock bobbed as it jerked, a line of precum dripping down to the bed. We were going to have to change the bedding by the time we were done. That was likely only the first of all the fluids that were going to find their way to the covers before we were through.
I blushed like I hadn’t just been getting railed by a giant cock in front of another giant cock waiting his turn. “I have been, umm, preparing myself. There.” My eyes drifted down toward where we were joined, hoping that someone would be able to read between the lines.
“Baby, are you saying you want us to both take your pussy? Because while the thought of that is hot as fuck, I don’t think…”
My horrified expression and frantic head shaking must have clued him in that it wasn’t the double penetration I was talking about. He looked confused. It was Ethan that chuckled.
“Sugar, have you been preparing your ass for me?” I breathed out a sigh of relief and nodded. He shoved Brent over, making him slip out of me and fall to his side. “Lay down, fucker.”
Brent growled, ready to jump back up, but Ethan had already yanked me up, then turned my back to him before grabbing me by the hips and lifting me. While he was a detective and not the construction worker that Brent was, he had one hell of a six-pack himself. He may have been leaner, but he was still strong. My legs spread wide, and I straddled Brent’s hips as he grabbed his cock and held it in his fist as Ethan slowly lowered me.
I sighed in pleasure as Brent’s cock filled me again. It was bliss that went beyond the physical, knowing that we were connected much deeper than that. A hand at my back had me leaning over Brent, pressing my breasts to his chest. Our faces were so close we shared breaths as we stared into each other’s eyes. I could see the blue and gold flecks in his mossy green eyes.
“Love you,” he mouthed to me. I smiled at him, joy filling my heart. Even though he’d already given me the words, they meant as much as they had the first time. I pressed my lips against his gently. Our kiss was sweet and soft; it melted my insides and brought tears to my eyes. Then I gasped as cold liquid poured over the crack of my ass, making me shiver.
I looked over my shoulder to see the look of reverence on Ethan’s face as he pressed his thumb against my flesh and rubbed gently against my asshole. “I don’t think you know what this does to me,” he began as he swallowed hard. “The trust that you are giving me. I know what it’s like,” he looked up and winked salaciously, “to have your ass taken for the first time. I wouldn’t have chosen anyone else than Brent. So I’m thankful you are trusting me.”
My lips trembled as I smiled at him. “I wouldn’t want anyone else. Besides, Brent’s dick is covered in all those piercings. I’m not sure if they would be a great idea for my first time.” I giggled as Brent mock growled and punched his hips up, bucking into me and letting me feel all that metal. Ethan laughed and pressed his thumb until it popped inside, making me gasp and shiver.
“I don’t know, sugar. I think you’ll change your mind after the first time he gets into this tight ass.” He withdrew his finger and pressed the head of his cock against my hole. “But for now, this is mine.” His words ended on a groan of deep male satisfaction as the head sank in. He paused as I panted.
“So… full.” Ethan ran his hand over my back, soothing me as every inch of my body suddenly felt like I was holding a livewire. No, I was the livewire.
I barely heard the whispered words or the praises coming from the men as Ethan pressed in until his hips were flush with my ass. In some unspoken agreement, the men began to alternate their thrusts and withdrawals, keeping me full at all times. The noises coming from me probably sounded like I was being murdered, but they weren’t sounds of torment. Not unless you counted being pleasured within an inch of your life as torment.
It wasn’t long before their movements lost much of the smoothness, becoming jerkier and harder.
“Fuck, man. I can feel you inside her,” Ethan moaned into the back of my neck as I just shook and my pussy pulsed. Every stroke had the root of Brent’s cock rubbing against my clit, and even though I had come just a few minutes ago, I was ready to explode again.
“I know,” Brent gritted out before throwing his head back against the covers. “Fuck, I can’t hold on anymore!” He roared out to the ceiling while thrusting deep and holding. I could feel the pulsing of his cock easily with how full I was. My scream was muffled into his chest as I flew apart, not even a second after his warmth began to fill me. Ethan wasn’t far behind, pounding jerkily into my ass while gripping my hips so hard I knew I would have bruises. I couldn’t wait to see them.
I gasped for air as I lay squished between their bodies, not from actually being squished, but from the intensity of the orgasm. My lips turned up as I stared down at the dark pink nipple in front of my eyes. I couldn’t wait to do that again.
