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She realized she was breathing hard too. “Yes,” she panted.
He smiled and then began to move, withdrawing and thrusting back into Mason with one hard snap of his hips. His movement reverberated through her pussy and she moaned just as Mason grunted. Mason peeled his body back from hers and kissed her lips. He seemed more in control now, as if he had just needed a moment to adjust and breathe it all in. They all started to move.
Mason withdrew and thrust into her. Each pump of his cock echoed with a grunt as Sean then thrust forward as well. They developed a rhythm. Back, back, thrust, thrust, back, back, thrust, thrust. She reveled in the pattern, so familiar to her self-soothing.
Soon her hips began to lift in cadence. The pressure built and became addictive, her greedy sex seeking more and more. The more comfortable they became with the position the faster they moved, their fluid bodies working into a rhythm of natural beauty.
Their skin grew slick and their various cries filled the bedroom. The wet slap of skin added to the striking cacophony of sound. With each hard flex forward, Mason’s sac slapped against her bottom and she could feel the impact from Sean’s body as well.
Faster and faster, harder and harder, the pleasure grew. Mason suddenly stilled. Sean’s hands moved over her where she held onto Mason’s hips and he squeezed. Mason seemed to take something from this unspoken message. He buried himself to the hilt inside of her and waited once more.
Suddenly Sean began to pound into Mason, the smack of the flesh hard, partnered with dueling male cries. Her body moved and slid with the force of Sean’s assault. Mason dug his fingers into her hip and his cock swelled deep inside of her, forced almost to the mouth of her womb. Sean shouted, his voice raspy and hard.
She watched, spellbound, as his shoulders twitched and his body jerked with the fierceness of his climax. He was filling Mason up with his cum and something about that erotic thought set something loose inside of her and she instantly began to come as well, her sex clamping hard on Mason’s cock buried inside of her.
“Jesus!” her husband shouted and then he was flooding her with his warm release. They collapsed in a knot of twisted arms and legs, no one looking at anyone, yet somehow all searching for the other. She stared at the ceiling and panted. Her fingers latched onto other seeking fingers and they gripped one another. Mason. Her other hand was captured. Sean. Over her belly they found each other and grabbed hold.
Three. They were happily and perfectly three.
* * * *
Over the next few months they fell into such a natural rhythm that one would think it had always been the three of them. Sean never returned to the guestroom since that night they all made love as one. The master bedroom belonged to all of them. Liberty was equally his wife as much as she was Mason’s and Mason as much his husband as he was hers. Sean couldn’t imagine losing either of them. He’d never been happier in his life.
Although Liberty still led a regimented and particular existence, Sean had become used to her quirky ways. He naturally sat in his designated seat and knew never to interfere with her mornings. Watching her was like watching a genius solve an algorithm. She had a purpose and method behind every move she made.
Mason told him often how much having him there had helped curb Liberty’s compulsions. Sean had no other baseline to go by other than that first week he arrived, but Mase would frequently smile when he would catch his wife laying down a dishrag without folding it in order to answer the phone or check on something in the oven. Sean’s heart would warm at the sight of those smiles.
He eventually found a job working for a company that arranged for home care for veterans. His new job allowed him to keep his own schedule and set his hours up based on his client’s needs. There was complete autonomy when it came to choosing his caseload. He liked what he was doing now more than he ever enjoyed his profession. He worked partially from home and had taken over part of Mason’s study to keep his appointments and records. He made house calls for all of his patients and liked that he never worked more than eighteen hours a week.
Mason still had an intense schedule that bounced him from nightshift to day and pulled doubles in between. There was never any jealousy resulting from Mason not being at home as much as Sean. Rather, it seemed Mason took comfort in the time Sean and Liberty had to get to know one another apart from their connection to him. Sean knew it relieved Mason greatly to know that his wife was never truly alone.
