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“No…”
“You don’t have to feel guilty or ashamed for wanting to be with the three of us,” he says. “We’re not the jealous types. We share and we give ourselves willingly to a woman who is happy to be with us. And if we’re able to please you, to protect you, and to give you everything you need and deserve at the same time, then all the better.”
“It’s why I wanted us to meet tonight. The four of us,” Kellan adds. “We like you, Avery. All three of us. We like you and we want you in our lives for as long as you’re willing and open to it. If you don’t want this to move forward, if you don’t want to explore things further, it’s okay. It’s not a problem. You have complete control and the power of consent here. We will understand, no matter what.”
“But it doesn’t change how we feel about you,” Fallon interjects. “Nor does it change the fact that while you are under our roof, you are protected and cherished and supported in whatever you decide to do.”
“I… I don’t know what to say,” I tell them, and I really don’t.
My heart says yes. My body says yes. Hell, even my brain wants to jump into it. But I’ve learned my share of hard lessons over the years, and I know that I carry terrible ghosts with me. On the other hand, what we’ve been doing has been strictly of a physical nature. The pleasure is undeniable. The way I feel when I’m with them is undeniable. This is hedonism at its finest, and for the longest time, I have denied myself everything solely for the purpose of appeasing a man who was impossible to please in the first place.
Maybe this is my opportunity to try something different. Crazy, but different. Maybe this is my chance to fully step out of my comfort zone and explore what exists beyond. These three men are extraordinary in every possible sense. Physical attraction aside, they are strong-willed, brave, protective by nature, and determined to hold space for me in this. They support me and they have welcomed me and my girls with arms wide open.
“Say you’ll give it a try,” Kellan says. He reaches across the table and takes my hand in his. The touch alone is enough to send playful shivers trickling down my spine. “No strings attached, mind you. No specific commitment. But we’d like to be with you, Avery. The three of us. For as long as you’ll have us.”
“And like we’ve already said, whatever you decide, whatever you desire, we will respect that,” Fallon adds.
Luke nods at the waiter, who makes his way over.
“Ready to order?” the young man with big, green eyes and a flat smile asks.
“I think so, yes,” Luke replies, then looks at us. Once the order is jotted down, the waiter returns with a bottle of red wine and four glasses. I patiently and quietly wait for him to finish pouring, while the guys keep their eyes on me. Once the waiter is gone, Fallon speaks first.
“So, what do you think, Avery?”
“Yes. I’m willing to give this a try and see where it leads. The truth is, I like each of you, that much is obvious. I’ve never done something like this before though, so I’m not sure what to do next.”
Luke leans in and plants a kiss on my cheek. “You just relax, enjoy the wine and dinner, and then we’ll all go home and take things to the next level, if you’re ready.”
“Are you ready?” Kellan asks me.
I nod slowly.
Ready? I am dripping wet, my core wound tight, every atom in my body screaming yes, over and over until I can’t hear anything else. The girls are in Helen’s care for the rest of the night. My life has changed for the better since Kellan rescued me from the side of that road. And despite the snow falling outside, there’s a fire burning sweetly inside my chest, the kind of fire that only these three men can fully extinguish.
14
Avery
We spend the rest of our dinner talking and laughing, leaving the awkwardness of the earlier conversation far behind. I apologize for my tendency to withdraw when I feel uneasy or uncomfortable, guilty or ashamed, and they all assure me that it’s okay, that they never took it personally. It made sense, and they understood. It was important to them that we have this conversation tonight.
The food is great, and the wine goes down way too easily.
I lean into Fallon as we walk out of the restaurant. Kellan takes my car, while I climb into the backseat of Fallon’s SUV. Given the ongoing snowfall, we drive carefully back to the mansion, keeping the conversation to a minimum. Truth be told, the sexual tension between us is so thick and palpable, it makes it hard for me to even talk.
Once we get home, I go and check in on my girls who are sleeping peacefully. I kiss them each goodnight before heading back downstairs to meet the guys in the living room.
After grabbing a bottle of Bordeaux he fished out of the wine cellar earlier particularly for the occasion, Luke takes us upstairs to his room. “I had a feeling you’d say yes,” he quips as he pulls the cork out and lets the wine breathe for a minute.
“Well, we werehopingyou’d say yes,” Kellan adds with a wink.
Fallon fetches four glasses from the kitchen, then closes and locks the door to Luke’s room behind him. The four of us sit in heavy but delicious silence as we sip our wine, constantly stealing glances at one another. Outside, the winter storm rages on, a fierce wind blowing against the tall windows. Inside, however, the room temperature rises with each minute that passes.
“How are you feeling?” Luke asks, settled by the window.
Fallon stands by the bed, glass in hand as he licks his lower lip. Kellan comes closer, having left his glass on the side table by the door. I glance around, briefly submerged in the deep reds of the room—the wallpaper, the furniture, and even the fabrics carry a shade of burgundy that feels sensual and sexy. It’s warm and soft, yet heavy and heady at the same time. It’s different from what I’d imagined Luke’s room would be like, but I like it.
“I’m good. Comfortable,” I reply, putting my glass down as well.
