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Zane was pulling me now, instead of the other way around. In the meantime, Axel’s hands had moved to my ass. The last thing I saw was Tyler turning the stove down, and then I was being carried over one giant shoulder and up a creaky old flight of stairs.
“Better make this fast,” I heard Tyler say. “I don’t want to burn the sauce.”
“Burning the sauce might be an improvement,” Zane grumbled.
“We’ll make it quick,” I assured them. “Down and dirty. In fact—“
The rest of my sentence was cut off as I was thrown onto the biggest bed in the house: my bed. My body bounced only once. Before I’d even landed on the mattress again, someone was yanking my pants and shoes off.
“You know it’s been a while,” said Zane, pulling his shirt off as Axel and Tyler continued stripping me for him. That part was a huge turn-on. “So it’s definitely going to be fast. At least for me.”
“Fast is good,” I chuckled, as he buried his face in my breasts. “We can always do slow later on.”
Zane appeared to be done talking. He was too busy kneeing my thighs apart and climbing between my legs. I spread wide for him, clawing his broad back and sighing happily as he sank straight into me. I hadn’t even touched him yet and he was already rock-hard.
Damn, Ariana.
My eyes closed and mind drifted away, soaring through happy, happy places as Zane kept plowing away. It was heaven. Beyond heaven.
What the hell did you do to deserve this?
I didn’t know. I didn’t care. All I knew was that I was exactly where I wanted to be in life, right here, with the men I loved.
A hand caressed my face. Someone kissed me… then passed me off to be kissed again. Zane’s body went rigid, and before long he was erupting inside me. I urged him on, kicking my heels into his tightly-clenching ass as he moaned and groaned and dumped his seed achingly deep in my womb.
Friends.
Zane withdrew and Axel took his place. Or was it Tyler? I was too far gone to know, or to even care. I only spread wider, welcoming whoever it was inside. Bucking my hips upward to meet their uniquely new thrusts, as I drifted along the edge between nirvana and oblivion.
Best friends.
They say the best marriages happen when you end up marrying your best friend — or friends, as the case may be. I just don’t think anyone imagined the saying to be this literal. And yes, I could see myself marrying these men. I could see myself bearing their children, and raising them together. One big, beautiful family, in this place or the next.
This place is beautiful though, I smiled happily. This place—
There was another surge, another hard body clenched tightly against mine as my next lover filled me with his warmth and heat. I looked up deliriously into Axel’s eyes, just as he finished inside me. He was only half there, though. Physically he was still shoving himself deep, pulsing into me, but emotionally and mentally he was gone… hopelessly lost in the dreamlike world of post-orgasmic bliss.
I thought about how deeply I loved them, as Tyler moved to take me last. It had begun with him: the boy next door. The one you grew up with, the one you loved and admired but never considered as anything but the friend he was because daring to believe you’d actually end up with him might break the spell, or jinx destiny. Somehow though, I’d played my cards right. I’d gained the love and trust and lifelong memories of being Tyler’s best friend, and his best friends’ friend as well, until the four of us — hopelessly inseparable; already — were drawn inexorably together in that one, final way. This way. The way that would forever cement our lives and rattle the dice of the future together, in the same beautiful cup, rather than apart, with people we couldn’t possibly love as much as we already did.
Tyler held me close now, kissing me softly. Murmuring words into my ear that were both sweet and hot and deliciously sexy, telling me how wet and wonderful I felt, how much he truly loved me. He nuzzled my ear, kissing me one final time before murmuring those words, promising that he’d love me forever and that we’d never, ever be apart. And with that, I was coming around him. Twisting and gasping and squeezing him from the hottest depths of my womanhood, until he couldn’t take another moment, and gave me everything that he had.
“Holy fuck, Ari…”
It was a mantra I probably heard several times a week. I used to laugh at it. Now, just hearing it drop from the lips of the men I’d wholly and completely satisfied made me insanely happy.
I had friendship. I had love. I had the adoration of the three most important people in the world to me, not to mention a new home, a new life, a new business. When I looked up I saw a horizon that was radically different than the one from only a year ago, though it was no less far away. We just had more to look forward to, now. That many more unknowns, spread out before us in the near and distant future.
And I, for one, couldn’t wait to see what adventures were coming next.
