Ren tips his head back and erupts in laughter. “Fuck, Landon, baby, if that were subtle, I’d hate to see blunt.”
I shrug one shoulder. “Ah, tomatoes, tomahtoes,” I jest with a simple shake of my head.
“You, Landon Baxter, are incorrigible.”
I raise to my knees, and my playfulness comes out in droves. “Again, I’ll show you incorrigible.”
Ren’s eyes flash at mine, lust as evident as the love he has carried around for me for over ten years. “Are you going to talk all night long, or are you going to fuck me?” Ren’s blunt words tell me what he wants.
I’m the more aggressive one. One could call me the top, but I’ve always been turned on and ignited on fire when his alpha male comes out to play with my alpha male.
“Why don’t you make me, Mister.” With my challenge, it’s on, and he shoves me down, straddling his legs over my body.
“I got you, lover, I’ll make it good for you.” Leaning over to the nightstand, he grabs the lube and begins to prepare me. His complete care and affection are again, the standard for Ren. He’s methodical, more of a Casanova than he’ll ever get from me, but we even each other out.
Ren’s body is over mine, his hand on my cock. I let out a satisfying hiss, surrendering to his touch, in a way he’s only ever gotten me.
Our connection, at this moment, is like every other time we link our bodies together in the most intimate of ways. I know he has more on his mind, and I want to know it. This is making love in its natural form, allowing us to come together, even if part of the time is used in honest communication.
“You think she knows what we want from her?” Ren’s question hangs in the air, with his hand still wrapped around my cock. Though her body is not with us, thinking of Abs when Ren is stroking me, makes it seem as if she is with us, at this moment, like we’ve both wanted since the truth of our love for Abigail Spencer came to light.
“I mean, at times, I could see the same flashes of…” My mind strays because whatever he’s doing to the tip of my cock has me rolling my eyes back in my head, ready to come in his hands.
He removes them, an evil laugh leaving his lips. “You were saying, lover?”
“You’re a sadistic bastard,” I counter but can at least concentrate now.
“Lust, I saw lust in her eyes,” I finish quickly.
“But it’s more for us, we love her, Landon, and always have.” In Ren’s words, it’s the most truth.
When Zander called us, begging us to do this favor for him, it hadn’t been a hard decision. It had been the easiest decision we’ve made. We always have wanted a chance to share this with Abs, but only when she wasn’t an impressionable teenager or young adult. At twenty-six, she has sowed her wild oats. Zander would flip, there’s no doubt in my mind, but what we’re offering is to cherish her for life.
“You know I love you so much. There’s only one other person on this earth who holds my heart, like you.” Ren’s declaration, though wordy, is accurate. We’ve never considered another woman. It’s not like we need just any woman. We desire and want without question, only one woman on the face of the earth.
“Fuck, baby, I fucking love you, and yes, I know this,” I reply. And if Abs is not interested in us, I’ll forever be grateful for this man who’s mine for life.
“I need you, lover, I need to be buried so deep within you.” Ren isn’t the naughty one among us. This honor is left to me, but when his need is so laced in lust, I find I can’t or won’t deny him anything in this world.
“Take me, baby, I’ve been waiting for you all day,” I command, and his thrust within me is deep and hard. I had to feel his love surrounding me. It is with him, I am the safest, to be who I am.
When the creak of the door startles us both, Ren stills, and I crane my head around his body. Staring straight at me is Abs, and in the moonlight streaming in from the outside, her eyes sparkle. I won’t break contact with her, not with the look of longing as my man fucks me while the woman we both love looks on with wonder.
Chapter Three
Abigail
It’s the most beautiful sight I’ve ever witnessed and I can’t move, even if I want to. And sure as fuck I don’t want to turn my head from this most gorgeous display of affection. To be loved like this is the dream, the ultimate fantasy. They had left their door open. Is this their way of inviting me into their bedroom, especially after the weird sensual flirting from earlier in the evening?
I continue to stare, while Ren shifts his attention to me, a blank look on his face, as he turns back to his man.
“Continue,” Landon orders Ren, and when his strokes speed up, Landon’s moans fill the room. I keep my attention on both men, as I’m watching the up and down motions of Ren pushing inside of Landon. Nothing is said, though the room is not quiet. With Ren thrusting deeper, his whimpers increase, all the while, Landon says, “Yeah, baby, yeah, don’t stop.” It’s one of the many sexy things feeding the room. Landon takes his hand, flipping his palm over to his index finger beckoning me closer. He nods, telling me this is what he wants. And when Ren turns around with a smirk on his face, I know it’s what Ren wants too.
“Fuck me hard, baby.” Landon continues to egg him on, and with one last push, he falls on top of Landon, and in my voyeurism, I think they both orgasm at the same time.
“Sexy girl, you need anything?” Landon casually asks.
Ren rolls over, and my eyes focus on him. He sits up in bed, against the headboard, pulling Landon close to his body.
“Tell us, Sweet Abigail, what is it you want?”
They lie, in post-coital bliss, both of them still attempting to catch their breath. “Sexy girl, just tell us. We don’t bite.” I open my mouth to talk, but nothing comes out. “Abs, just tell us.”
Pointing my index finger at Landon, then moving it to Ren, my voice is as clear as day, when I answer, “You, I want the both of you.”
Chapter Four
Landon
We’re stunned and motionless with Abigail’s affirmation. It takes my brain only a second to realize what she has shared. I move from Ren’s release, slowly making my way to her, carefully, purposefully. Ren’s body bounces from the bed. I don’t have to see him or hear him, to know his intention. We are completely different men, but we’ve always been so in tune with one another.
“Would you believe me if I said we’ve wanted you for some time? Fuck, for a long fucking time,” I explain.
Her fingers are at her lips, her body is quaking, and she lowers her head. I’m near her but wait to touch her, because once I do, it’ll be over for all of us. The second I connect with Abs, all bets are off, and my body will have to claim her—as my lover, best friend, and partner will do the same thing—after me.
“Not until tonight. It was sort of obvious, yet confusing at the same time.” A little smile parts her gorgeous full lips. Her eyes roam up and down. “And fuck are you two gorgeous.” This elicits a laugh from both of us, as Ren’s arms wrap around me. Between these two is the only place I ever want to find myself.