16. Chapter 16
Chapter 16
Jason
“Poker night,” Henry said a few days later, and I groaned in dismay. Henry looked excited, but I was unsure, worried about what it meant to be the submissive sex slave of my best friend when it came to hanging out with the guys.
The relationship seemed fraught with landmines, but not the kind I’d expected. Did we go public with our menage relationship? Did I want people to know I was bisexual? Cole was coming to poker night, and he knew the general details and seemed to accept us, but the other two guys, Ethan and Spencer would probably give me shit for sucking dick.
Or maybe they wouldn’t care. Or maybe Henry wouldn’t tell them at all.
“Fuck,” I whispered, trying to get a handle on my spiraling thoughts. I glanced at the door. “Do we have time for you to…” but before I could request the rough treatment, I needed to settle my mind, the doorbell rang.
Henry shot me a concerned look before walking to the door, and greeting Ethan with a handshake and a slap on the back. Spencer jogged up the path behind him, holding up a case of beer, which Henry cheered for.
“Poker night!” Spencer said, strolling in like he owned the place and unloading the beer into the fridge. “Man, I can’t believe we missed the last few weeks. I’ve needed this.” Spencer was in the middle of a divorce, and seemed lonely.
“You started dating again?” I asked.
He shook his head. “I can’t get back in the saddle as quickly as you do, man. I’m still wrecked from losing Nadia.”
“It takes time,” I said, even though it never had before. But I could imagine what it would be like to lose Henry and Mari. I probably wouldn’t be able to function for months, or maybe not ever after such a devastating loss. And that thought made me sick to my stomach, made me start thinking about what I needed to do to make sure it never happened.
“Yeah, but I miss her. I want my marriage back. But since that’s not happening, I’ll just enjoy these nights with my boys.” Spencer hadn’t shared the full story behind his separation with Nadia, and for the first time, I wondered what had happened. But he grinned over at me and Henry, then started cracking beers open for all of us as Ethan poured snacks into bowls.
Cole wandered in a moment later, smiling at me. He was quieter than the other guys that night, his energy off. Usually Cole was a ball of sunshine, jubilant and easily excited.
“You okay?” I asked.
He glanced at me, then stuffed his hands in his pockets, kicking at the floor. “Um, I have some questions, but it’s probably not okay to ask in front of the guys.” He chuckled softly.
“Questions?” I widened my eyes, then glanced at Henry, Spencer and Ethan in the kitchen. “Let’s go sit in the living room while they deal with the food.”
He nodded. “Okay.”
“Is this about Anna’s injury? Henry told me she broke her wrist?” The mountain biking accident had scared the shit out of Henry, and probably Cole as well, but Anna had been okay, thankfully.
“Nah. Well, sort of. Because of the injury, she made me do the mountain bike race she’d signed us up for with this guy, Garrett. That 48 hour thing.
“Ah,” I said, frowning. “Wait, Garrett Hart? Doesn’t Anna hate him with the fire of a thousand suns?” I could distinctly remember Anna and Garrett, who had been a few years ahead of us in school, screaming at each other over some crazy class election thing. On stage, in front of the entire school, when they should have been a civil debate.
Cole burst out laughing, then lowered his voice. “I think she wants to fuck him with the fire of a thousand suns.”
I smirked. “I could see that. He’s sexy as hell.”
“He is,” Cole whispered. And shit. Was being bisexual contagious? Maybe more people were bi than realized it. It just took the right guy to come along and offer to spank your ass.. I shook my head and focused back on Cole.
“You two gonna do anything about it?”
“Nah,” he said. Then he swallowed hard, tugging on his hair, and looked back up at me. “Well, I don’t know. Is it… should we?” He flushed, ducking his head, a smile teasing at his lips.
“I can’t answer that. Every relationship is different.”
“But it’s good for you guys, right?” He looked so hopeful that I didn’t want to crush his dreams. “Like three people, that works.”
“It can work, but it’s hard work. We have to balance each relationship, each person’s needs, and it’s definitely not perfect.” I didn’t know if I should explain how my submissive nature helped with that balance, so I tried to think of a more concrete example. “Like I don’t even know how we’re supposed to act here. I’m his boyfriend, but I’m not used to Spencer and Ethan knowing that.”
Cole frowned. “Who cares about these assholes? Climb into his lap and snuggle him if that’s what you need.”
“But what if he doesn’t want me to do that?” I whispered, glancing at Henry. Fuck, now that Cole had mentioned cuddling Henry, I really wanted some snuggles. I ached for his touch.
“Seriously? Have you had a body swap? You’re the most cocky bastard I know, and now you’re feeling anxious over kissing Henry in front of a couple of friends even though you probably had his dick in your ass like ten minutes ago?”
And yeah, he said that loud enough that everyone in the room heard. Spencer and Ethan both turned and looked our way, each man’s eyes wide and confused. Henry sighed, looking irritated, and grabbed my hand, tugging me off into a corner.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean for him to blurt that out.”
Henry cut me off with a hard kiss, gripping my face as he slammed his tongue into my mouth, leaving no question about what was happening. The guys knew, and he wanted them to know. I whimpered and held onto his waist, my hands bunching in his shirt as the kiss got deeper. The room disappeared, and there was only Henry and the way his mouth commanded and settled me, the way he nipped at my bottom lip, mixing a little pain with the pleasure.
After a minute, he pulled back, looking at the guys. “Yes, we’re dating him. Both Mari and I. We love him and he belongs to us. Any questions?”
I blinked, coming out of the daze he’d just put me in. Fuck, had I just whimpered? The guys all stared at us for a moment, then shook their heads.
“That was hot as fuck,” Cole said, eyes wide. Then he turned and chugged down a whole beer.
“What’s that about?” Henry asked, turning back to me. “Why were you and Cole having an intimate discussion?”
“Uh. He has a crush on Garrett Hart, I think?”
“Garrett motherfucking Hart? I heard he was back in town. My sister must be flipping her shit… wait. Cole has a thing for him?”
“You probably don’t want the details of this,” I said, shaking my head.
Henry frowned, tilting his head as if pondering that for a minute. “As long as he’s not cheating on Anna, keep me in the dark.”
“He’s not cheating on Anna. Your sister is his everything.” It was strange how I hadn’t ever understood Cole’s nearly obsessive devotion to Anna until I’d become the property of Henry and Mari. Now it made complete sense.
Henry nodded, holding eye contact for a moment. “Okay, poker night with the guys. Want to sit in my lap?”
I glanced at Ethan and Spencer, my cheeks pink. “Do you think they could hear the whimper I made when you kissed me and grabbed my ass?”
“Yep,” he said, grinning. I sighed. I really wanted to sit in his lap, but I was also competitive.
“If I sit in your lap, you’ll be able to see my cards!” I said, laughing and joining everyone at the table. Things relaxed as Ethan dealt the cards. Henry rested a hand on my thigh. But other than that, it was business as usual, our friends accepting the change in our relationship status as if it was no big deal. And suddenly, I had real hope it could work. This relationship, as crazy as it was, could be a real thing.
And maybe someday, the three of us could be happy together.
“You ready to play?” Ethan asked, giving me a pointed look. “Or too busy flirting?”
“Flirting? With who?” I asked innocently. “I’m here to own all of you.”
“He has good cards,” Cole said, folding. Henry narrowed his eyes and followed suit.
“You guys are no fun!” I laughed.
Henry leaned in to kiss me. “And you, my dear, have no bluffing game.”
“Oh, you think so?” I said, crawling into his lap and resting my head against his shoulder. His fingers were already tickling my skin, and I smiled, closing my eyes.
“Yeah, sure, no flirting,” Spencer said, shaking his head.
“Don’t be jealous, dude,” Ethan teased. Ethan was perpetually single, because, as far as I could tell, he was in love with his best friend’s wife. Another relatable situation, now that I thought about it.
“Horny,” Spencer muttered under his breath. And that was interesting, because I was sure Spencer was straight.
“Where’s Gage?” I asked Ethan, trying to figure out if Ethan wanted to fuck Gage too. Now that I knew how good anal was, I was thinking it might solve quite a few problems.
“No matchmaking,” Henry whispered, leaning over and kissing my cheek. “It’s cute, though.”
“I wasn’t matchmaking. I just want everyone to be as happy as I am,” I whispered back. He caught my eye and grinned big, and I blushed, then lifted my eyes to find everyone at the table staring at it.
“Shit,” Cole whispered. “You two are freaking adorable. How did none of us know Jason was a cute little kitten on the inside?”
“Kitten, I like that,” Henry said, winking at me.
The game lasted late into the evening, and when we finally went upstairs, Mari was already in bed and asleep. She had an early morning at work the next day, and I crept around, trying not to wake her. Henry, though, was staring at something on the dresser.
“We need a space for this,” he murmured, running his fingers over the flogger.
“Do you need it?” I whispered, and he glanced at his wife, then nodded. I smiled softly, taking his hand and leading him back downstairs, where I quickly stripped down to my underwear, watching as his eyes widened.
“Fuck, Kitten, you bought sexy underwear for us,” he murmured, tugging on my jockstrap’s wide, elastic band.
“Are you going to punish me?” I asked, rolling my eyes.
He shook his head. “This isn’t punishment. This is me marking you up, so all day tomorrow while you’re out with those clients, every movement will make you think of me. You good with that?”
My cock twitched, and I leaned forward, arching my back. “So damn good.” And his lashes started. He was getting good with the flogger, able to create a nice biting pain with no damage, and I moaned, feeling the fuzzy edges of subspace creeping in around my mind.