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“To protect myself, and you and Artie,” I say. “Don’t tell me you’ve forgotten how it was for us.”
Ollie’s face becomes a storm cloud. “Of course I haven’t. But you can’t keep throwing that in my face. And you know what I think? You have a problem with Susan because her being here throws you out of your element. And Edward Lewis never loses control, does he?”
My jaw twitches in anger, but I keep silent.
“We don’t know her,” I say. Even to my ears, the argument sounds weak.
“So what?” Ollie says. “We can’t exactly push her out the door.” He walks over to the window and pulls it open, letting in a strong gust of biting cold wind and a rush of snow blizzards into the kitchen.
I glare at my brother as I shut it closed. “I think you’ve made your point.”
Ollie just smirks at me. “You should try relaxing once in a while. Besides, you can’t actually tell me you didn’t enjoy last night.”
My mind briefly wanders to yesterday. Flashes of Susan’s perfect, naked body spread-eagle on the carpet as I drove into her, bringing her to the precipice of pleasure again and again. Her greedy cunt milking me, and her back arching as she came hard around my cock.
I’m hard merely at the thought.
Ollie smirks at me. “Yeah, I know you did. Susan is attractive, and she wants us. Don’t fight it.” He pauses for a moment, before adding, “Nobody else will understand what we have, but I think this is the best thing that could have happened to us.”
“It’s just been one night,” I point out.
“There you go again with your fucking pessimism,” Ollie says.
Instead of answering him, I start serving the eggs. Ollie draws nearer. “I hope that’s all for me.”
“We’re in the middle of a snowstorm,” I say. “We need to ration.”
He scowls at me. “Oh come on, I thought the entire point of having a grocery run before a snowstorm was stocking up.”
“Yeah, I remember you telling me yesterday that you didn’t think we would get snowed in.”
“Well, it’s not even December yet,” Ollie says. “I know Artie would probably spew that crap about climate change and global warming.”
“None of that is shit,” I say. “And we’re sharing. Remember, we only have enough rations to last us for fifteen days, and we didn’t count for one extra person either.”
“Fine, if you put it that way,” Ollie says. “I’ll gladly give up my breakfast for Susan.”
Saying so, he stomps out to the hall. I follow him to find Susan and Artie sleeping together under the blanket. The hearth has gone cold, although it doesn’t seem to bother them. But it bothers me.
“Breakfast is served,” I boom, which wakes them up.
I allow myself a satisfied smile. I really need to get my jealousy under control before it fucks us all over.
9
SUSAN
Irub the sleep out of my eyes as I stretch my arms above me. My body is sore but like, in a good way. I can’t remember the last time I was properly ravaged like this. I definitely didn’t have multiple orgasms, let alone one, with my previous partners.
I snuggle with a warm, hard body as my mind catches up to the present. I’m still swimming in stars, carried by the sweeping blaze of passion that I felt from all three of them. All three.
Ed. Ollie. Artie.
My eyes finally flutter open. I’m surrounded by the brick-hard and naked body of Artie under the thick, warm blanket. Like me, he’s just waking up. He snuggles his face into my neck. “Did you sleep okay?”
“Yeah, I did.” I sigh. I was pretty much knocked out cold after our session. I don’t even remember where one orgasm ended and the others began. After we were spent, I went to sleep cradled in the arms of the three figures, our naked bodies tangled together.
“Breakfast is served,” says a booming voice.
