Chapter One
JESSICA
I stare at the ceiling and can’t help but smile as I stretch. My body aches deliciously from the hours of lovemaking with Caleb and Noah last night. They never cease to amaze me with the amount of pleasure they evoke from me on a regular basis. But most importantly, they make me feel treasured and loved. I never would have believed love could be like this, until them.
And now, I can’t imagine a life without them both. They’ve helped me in so many ways. It’s not always easy, and some days, the anxiety can be almost debilitating. But every day, they help me piece a little more of myself together again as I work through my past traumas. I know it’s not something I will ever truly ‘get over’, but I’m learning to deal with it as best I can with their support and counselling, and that’s what matters.
It’s strange to be awake before Caleb and Noah. I’m usually the last one up. I'm always so content being sandwiched between them. It’s one of my favourite places to be. Yet even though my body was exhausted after their ministrations last night, my brain, however, not so much. I felt unsettled, restless, and unable to fall into a proper sleep. I see a lot of under-eye makeup in my immediate future.
I considered getting up to make myself a hot chocolate, but I didn’t want to disturb the guys or Aspen. I still can’t believe we have a dog, but she’s settling in so well. We rescued her not long after we moved in, another thing I never would have envisioned, and yet here we are, three very proud dog parents to a nine-month-old husky.
Movement beside me has me glancing over my shoulder. Caleb is resting on his elbow, like he hasn’t just woken up, his stunning blue eyes staring back at me, the green flecks more vivid in the early morning light. His smile is contagious, causing me to smile back.
“Good morning, sweet girl,” he says, his hand wrapping around my waist as he tugs me back against his chest. A soft giggle escapes me. But his firm erection pressing up against my arse has me trying to fight off a moan as I squirm, unable to help myself. I don’t think I’ll ever tire of their physical reaction around me or how they both play my body like a flute.
“Morning,” I reply as he grips my jaw gently and leans over, lowering his mouth to mine for a kiss that would melt my knickers if I were wearing any.
He pulls back, brushing his nose against mine softly.
“Morning, Caleb. Morning, sweet girl,” Noah says, his voice deep with sleep.
“Morning,” Caleb replies as he releases my jaw, allowing me to turn to face Noah.
God, even with his tousled light brown hair, fresh from sleep, he’s gorgeous, and his eyes are a beautiful golden brown in this light.
“Good morning,” I say, his hand moving to my upper thigh as he leans in for a kiss.
I’m fully aware I’ve not yet brushed my teeth and yet they never seem phased. By the time they finish kissing me, truth is, neither am I.
He pulls back and studies my face as his thumb works small circles over my bare thigh.
“Are you excited for today?” Caleb asks from behind me, his Irish lilt deep as his voice vibrates against my back. His voice makes me want to straddle his face and have him murmur those words against my clit.
I swear I’ve quickly become addicted to these two men, and as if sensing the trajectory of my thoughts, I feel Noah slide his hand between the apex of my thighs, my body breaking out in a flurry of goosebumps.
“Hmm, our girl is excited, all right,” he says, his finger sliding up and down my damp slit.
My face flushes from his words, and I groan because he’s not wrong. I always wake up a little horny, sandwiched between them. It’s near impossible not to get aroused around these men. Even more so when I’m woken with a face between my legs or a cock edging its way inside me.
I lick my lips at the thought.
But it’s doused quickly when I recall Caleb’s question about today. I’m currently more nervous than excited about the opening of my restaurant—Obsidian Rose Cuisine. Granted, it’s a soft opening for close friends and family, but that makes it even more nerve-wracking. I care about making a good first impression, so yeah, if I’m being honest with myself, I’m terrified.
As a mid-range restaurant, I wanted to encompass classic British fare, but with a modern twist, as well as elevated pub food, focusing on high-quality ingredients. I’ve set out to offer a variety of options to cater for different tastes and dietary needs so that everyone feels welcome. And I think I’ve managed that but today will be the true tell.
My stomach comes alive with nerves the more I think about today and I find it hard to swallow, my mouth suddenly dry.
“Do you want us to help take your mind off it for a little while?” Caleb asks, his lips moving to a spot below my ear, which has me arcing into him when his mouth meets my skin as he kisses me over the sensitive flesh.
“Is that a trick question? Because my answer will be yes, always yes,” I say with a groan as Noah circles my clit with my arousal.
Caleb’s mouth clamps down on my neck, his tongue teasing me before he begins to suck. I already know he’s marking me. And as much as I give him shit for it, I secretly love it, even more so when they both take turns to mark my inner thighs. My core clenches at the thought just as Noah slips two fingers inside me.
“Always so wet for us,” he murmurs, leaning closer and catching my lips in a kiss that can only be described as indecent with the way his tongue is fucking me, matching the way his fingers are working me, hitting me in the perfect spot. I’m always so much hornier in the mornings. I don’t know what it is about morning sex, but I love it.
Between the two of them, I’ve come to love my body in a way I never thought possible. For so long, I tried to shy away and hide myself. It wasn’t even a conscious thought, but rather an innate reaction.
“Oh, God,” I moan into his mouth, so close to coming already. “Fuck.”
