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I connected the dots and shook my head at them.
“We don’t need to eat the same thing. I get that you don’t like bread and prefer meat. That’s fine. I just want us to eat together. Like a…I don’t know. A family.” The last word took some work to get out, but I managed and hurried to press on. “Nat always ate first, like it was some kind of show of dominance. I don’t want to eat first. I don’t want anyone feeling like they’re better than anyone else. Does that make sense?”
Turik plucked me off my stool, sat me in his lap, and hugged me hard.
“Vorx and I do not believe we are better than the other. We like to challenge one another because it makes us both better.”
I looked up at Turik’s earnest expression and slowly shook my head.
“You are so sweet to clarify that. Thank you. But I was truly just talking about eating.”
“We will eat dinner together tonight.”
I smiled and leaned forward to kiss his cheek. He let me slide off his lap and take my seat.
“Do I get no kiss?” Vorx asked.
“I don’t know. Maybe I’m going to withhold those from you so you want them more.” I arched a brow at him. “How does that feel?”
The sexy smirk he shot my way was downright dangerous.
“It will feel very good when you finally allow me to taste your lips.”
I muttered “ridiculous” under my breath and hurried to eat my sandwich.
The silence gave my headspace too much breathing room, though. Thoughts started popping in. Thoughts of how quickly my life had changed. How much I liked living in this house. Then questions about the future. And those always circled back to what I was doing and what I’d overheard earlier.
My life with Nat had been so messed up. Wasn’t I headed down another messed-up road by making out with two men on the same day? Two, I might add, who lived together in the same house and seemed completely fine with the fact that I needed them both? Need. That should have been too strong for the situation. Or, at least, too soon for it. But it wasn’t. I needed them in so many small ways and a few big ones, too.
Back in the bedroom, just before Vorx finally gave me the orgasm of a lifetime, I’d been thinking about how empty I felt and how I’d wanted to feel full and loved. If Vorx had stripped down then, I would have jumped on him faster than a squirrel on a pecan tree in fall. What about Turik, then?
I realized I’d stopped eating, and my gaze was bouncing between the two fey in question, who were watching me in return.
Slowly, I set down my sandwich.
“I need help understanding your expectations so I can manage my own,” I said. “Because I’m a little messy here right now.” I tapped my head. “You both want to have sex with me, right?”
They each nodded.
“And having sex with one of you doesn’t mean I choose that one. I get to keep both of you until you don’t want to be kept, right?”
“You will keep both of us,” Vorx said.
“Both of us want to be kept by you forever,” Turik added.
“Okay. Sure. But what about babies? I’m not sure I want to have those when I can’t even take care of myself.”
“That is why you have two of us,” Vorx said.
“We’ll take care of you and any babies we someday have,” Turik said.
I let that image settle in my head for a moment. Me and two doting fey. Two dads to protect any kids we might have. The idea wasn’t horrible. Not at all.
“How do you think people are going to react to the three of us having that type of relationship? One woman with two fey husbands?”
Turik’s expression took on a cat that ate the canary gleam.
“Two husbands sounds very good.”
