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When she shatters and lets out a shriek of pleasure, the hot walls of her pussy pulsing around my shaft, her climax pushes me over the edge and I blow my load, everything inside of me pouring out into the barrier between us.
And I can feel Elliot tipping over the edge right with us, the sharp jut of his hips as he pours his load into the condom between us.
We’re all silent as we recover and clean up before settling together in a tangle in Elliot’s bed. “Did that seriously just happen?” Lena asks dreamily.
Both Elliot and I chuckle. “It seriously did,” I say.
Elliot leans over and kisses her forehead, then looks across her to meet my eyes. “And if I have anything to say about it, it’s going to happen again. Often.”
Without missing a beat and in perfect unison, Lena and I both say, “Agreed.”
Epilogue
Lena
One Year Later
“You almost ready, my love?”
I glance over and see Elliot standing in the doorway of the bathroom where I’m applying my makeup. “Just two more minutes,” I assure him, “Is Shaun home yet?”
“Any minute now,” he says, then strides over to me and wraps his arms around me from behind, looking at me in the mirror, “You look beautiful, baby.”
My cheeks flush with pleasure. “Thanks, love. Any idea what he’s got planned for us?”
“Not a clue. All he said was that he was taking us out to celebrate tonight.”
“Celebrate what? Our anniversary isn’t for another two weeks,” my brow furrows in confusion.
“The unpacking of the very last box,” he laughs.
The three of us had moved in together about a month ago, having decided that we needed a little more room than the guys’ shared apartment or my dinky little place. It had taken a lot of searching to find the place that felt like “home” to all of us, but the moment we’d walked into our new house, all three of us had known instantly.
Not everything had come to us so easily, of course. The last year has been one of the hardest of my life, but also, the most fulfilling. With the help of an excellent therapist, Shaun and I have done a lot of healing, both together and on our own, and Elliot’s been a pillar for the two of us to lean on. Without him, I doubt we would have made it.
But he’s more than just the glue keeping the two of us together, he’s a piece of us. I don’t think any of us would work the same if it were just me and Elliot, or me and Shaun. And I’d like to think that they feel the same way and would feel something missing without me.
I never knew it was possible to love two people at once like this, but I’ve come to find out that we’re far from alone. We’ve even discovered a local nightclub that caters to people like us, welcoming people in unconventional relationships, and it’s become an occasional hang-out spot.
But most of our time is spent enjoying our home. We’d quickly gotten the house set up, there were still a few boxes of non-essentials we'd been too lazy to unpack lingering around for a while. At least, until yesterday. I’d had the day off and I’d been struck with a burst of manic energy that led me to not only unpack the last of the boxes, but clean the whole house top to bottom. When Shaun and Elliot had arrived home, I’d proudly shown them that the house was finally complete.
“Well, I have to admit, that’s something worth celebrating,” I giggle.
“Hello!” we both hear Shaun calling from downstairs, “I’m home!”
“Go,” I tell Elliot, rising up on my tiptoes and kissing him, “I’ll be down in just a sec.”
He heads downstairs and I finish up my makeup, then hastily slip into a pair of heels, hoping I’m dressed appropriately. Without knowing where we’re going, I don’t really know how dressed up I have to be, but the little black dress I’m wearing is probably versatile enough to get me by.
Ready to go, I head downstairs, greeted by the sight of my partners making out. “Y’all better cool it,” I warn, “Or we’re never going to get out the front door.”
It wouldn’t be the first time. Elliot had made reservations for a nice dinner to celebrate when the three of us had been together for six months, but upon seeing each other all dolled up, we lost any semblance of self-control and wound up back in the bedroom. We missed the reservation completely and wound up eating Chinese take-out near midnight.
The two of them part sheepishly, grinning like lovesick fools. Which, I suppose, is exactly what they are.
Okay, and maybe I am, too.
“Wow,” Shaun looks me up and down, “You look stunning.”
