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“I begged him not to,” Hope said, tugging on my hand. Trying to tell me without words to back off. She knew that underneath my thick skin was a considerable temper, which was easily triggered when I was in protective mode. “You know I don’t have health insurance.”
“Yeah, well whose fault is that,” I snapped in Thacker’s direction. He held his hands up, palms out like he was trying to ward me off.
“I’ll take that one, that’s fair,” he said, surprising me yet again. I was on uncertain footing with a person I’d been sure I had the bead on minutes earlier, and I didn’t like the feeling of missing a step. “Tomorrow morning, that’s an error that will be corrected.”
Hope gasped. And then she did the thing that made me want to rip my hair out. She shrugged my arm off her shoulder and threw herself at him. Now he was the one looking off-balance. He scrambled to catch her and hold her up as she hugged his neck. When he set her firmly on her feet, at arm's length, she was sniffling and wiping her eyes.
“You don’t have to do that,” she whispered. Her hands were shaking, and I felt sick to my stomach. I knew how much she worried about not having a safety net. She made too much to qualify for a government tax credit, and a private policy would cost her an entire week’s pay every month.
I looked back and forth between them. Thacker avoided my gaze as Hope wiped her tears. If she was anyone else, I’d have trouble believing that nothing happened last night. I didn’t trusthimas far as I could punt him. But I’d trust her with my life. I knew that if something happened with her boss last night, she would tell me.
What I didn’t know was how I would respond to that information. We’d discussed opening our relationship and had already brought in a third, but there was still so much we hadn’t hashed out. So many questions left unanswered. What were the limits to our arrangement, or were there any?
As I walked Hope to the car, I glanced back over my shoulder at Thacker, who stood on the front porch with his arms crossed, watching us go. His face was blank. If he felt anything, he was hiding it. But I knew Hope very well. We shared two halves of the same soul. So I could tell that something was different. I could see a change in her, a change that Thacker was clearly part of.
The question was, would the change he brought be a good one? Or a disaster?
37.
Hope
I was in my lovingly restored, extra-large clawfoot bathtub, in my lovingly restored bathroom, cradled lovingly against Jamie’s chest while Rowan sat at the other end, facing us and rubbing my feet.
They’d been treating me like I was made of glass all day. Neither one had left my side since they picked me up from Thacker’s house.
Thacker. I was trying not to think about him, but I couldn’t get him out of my head. I kept hearing the pain in his voice, in that message where he begged me to call him back.
You’re being pampered by two gods among men, and all you can think about is fucking your boss,I scolded myself.
I knew the time would come, probably sooner than I liked, when I would have to unpack everything I was feeling in painstaking detail. At least when I did, I would have Jamie—the world’s best support system—to catch me if I fell.
Speaking of catching me, his strong arms supported me, holding my head above the water. I could feel his hard cock jumping against my spine. After what happened—or, almost happened—last night, he was obviously a little hesitant to take me the way he normally would. It would be up to me to initiate. Desperate for a distraction, I was more than happy to do so.
I braced my hands on the edges of the tub and lifted myself up, floating back and down against his shaft. He groaned as I lifted myself and slid down again. When I lifted up a third time, he was ready for me. He edged his cock forward until it lined up with my opening. Then, as I let myself fall back, he filled me up. I sighed with contentment, hot with need, as I sank down, down, until my ass was resting in his lap and he was buried to the hilt inside my pussy.
Rowan was watching us with a hungry grin. Jamie grabbed my hips, holding me down, stuffing me full, as Rowan’s hands moved from my feet to my ankles, and then massaged my calves. He leaned forward, sliding his hands even farther up my inner thighs, pushing them apart to give himself a better view of Jamie entering me under the water. The fingertips of both his hands found my clit, stroking gently from each side, strumming me while Jamie pushed me down, made me take another inch of his cock. I bucked my hips up, grinding against Rowan’s talented fingers as he gave me what I can only describe as a clit massage. I’d never experienced anything quite like it, the way he pinned my button between his two rows of undulating fingertips, somehow massaging my pelvic bone along with my clit, all so gently, so expertly, that I was already on the verge of what promised to be a bone-melting orgasm. Then he spread my pussy lips and flicked his tongue out against my swollen pearl, and a violent shudder racked through my body.
“Give us what we want, Hope,” Jamie said in my ear, dragging his teeth along the shell as I rocked back and forth, desperate for it, begging to come. “Come for us, baby,” he said. All the pent-up frustration and sexual tension and fear from last night exploded out of me in a primal scream as I clenched and clenched around Jamie’s cock. Rowan’s touch became lighter, then lifted away, as I floated back to earth and landed squarely back in Jamie’s lap. I leaned my head against his shoulder and closed my eyes. I was ready to drift off into a dazed, love-drunk sleep, but they had more in store for me.
Jamie hooked his arms under my knees and lifted me out of the water as Rowan bent down to capture my swollen clit between his lips, sucking and swirling his tongue around it. I cried out, fisting my hands in his hair, riding his face. I needed this pure sensation, the way they took complete control over my body and my emotions, and made me feel exactly what they wanted me to feel. Jamie dropped me down onto his length, making me take it all. I moaned, melting between them, as my boyfriend’s cock filled my pussy and my lover’s tongue lashed my clit.
“Is this enough for now?” Jamie asked in a husky voice. “Or do you want more?”
“More,” I said immediately. My lips were forming the words before he finished asking the question. I wanted them to fill me completely, to find my barriers and break them down. I wanted them to erase everything that had happened over the past twenty-four hours so that I could go back to how I was before. Or become something entirely new.
“She said she wants more, Wilder,” Jamie said. Rowan’s face split in a grin between my thighs. I was theirs. I would do anything, anything they wanted me to. I needed to be used, and they knew exactly how to give me what I needed.
I thought we would stay right where we were, but Rowan stood up, water cascading down his perfect, chiseled body, dripping off the tip of his engorged cock. I felt like I was praying as I got on my knees in front of him, as I opened my mouth and swallowed him. He grunted, rocking forward, bending his knees and fucking my throat with long, slow strokes. Behind me, Jamie wrapped his hands around my neck. My eyes flew open, momentary irrational fear seizing my chest, but his grip remained light as he probed the front of my neck with his fingertips.
“I can feel him in there,” he said softly behind me. “Stretching you.” Listening to Jamie’s filthy words, I whimpered around Rowan’s cock. He shuddered, and I felt him draw up tight. But before he could explode, he jerked himself out of my mouth and bent over, squeezing the base of his impressive cock tightly in his fist and closing his eyes. When he opened them again, his grin was back.
“I’m not even close to done with you yet, princess,” he said. “Bring her to the bed, Jamie.”
We didn’t even stop to dry off. Jamie carried me, still dripping, into my bedroom, where Rowan was waiting for us.
38.
Rowan
