36. Emily
My heart feels ready to burst as I take in the men before me—Alexei, strong and unflappable, with dark features that hide the warmest heart I’ve ever seen, Oliver’s light features and sunshiny demeanor with a soul tucked underneath that’s desperate to be loved, and Ian with his fiery auburn hair and expressive temperament that covers the most genuine and empathetic person I’ve had the privilege to know. These men are good men, and most importantly, they’re my men, and I’m never going to let anything come between us again.
The fact that Ian and Alexei would even offer to bow out gracefully so we can be a conventional family threatens to bring tears to my eyes. It’s not something I’ll ever want, but the fact that they’re willing to put their own happiness aside for me just proves how truly wonderful they are. I don’t think there will ever be enough words to fully encompass the depth of love I feel for them right now.
And Oliver? The fact that he believes me, that he trusts me, that he picked me over Liza, is enough to keep my feet from ever touching the ground again. I promise myself right then that I will do everything in my power to help mend the hurt I caused by keeping this from him for so long. Instead of shoving me out into the cold, he apologized to me for the damage his agent caused us and still wants to be in my life.
I’ve never felt so light or so free. I’m not sure whether I want to laugh or cry.
“Do you need some time alone to think about it?” Alexei asks finally. “It’s okay if you do. None of us want to rush you into anything. We want what you want, whatever that ends up being.”
I can’t help it. I fly across the room and practically pounce on him, peppering every inch of exposed skin with kisses.
“You three are the most wonderful, most considerate men in the entire world. I love you all so much,” I say between kisses.
“But Emily, what—” Ian starts.
Still straddling Alexei’s lap, I turn and cut him off by dragging him to me for a kiss. His hands find my hair as his tongue explores my mouth. I shiver as Alexei traces his fingertips across the tops of my thighs. Electricity prickles through every inch of my body as Oliver tucks his chest into my back and reaches around to cup my breasts. I moan as he teases my nipples through the silky fabric of the pajamas that I keep here.
“Stop,” Alexei orders, stilling his hands.
I disentangle myself from Ian and huff in disappointment as Oliver removes his hands from my body.
“I’m sorry,” I say as anxiety floods my brain. “Did you not want this? Was I reading the room wrong?”
“No, Kitten.” He smiles. “This is wonderful, and you? You’re everything I could have wished for.”
“Then what is it?” I ask.
“I can guess at what your answer is by the way you reacted, but we need clear communication for this to work. Informed, enthusiastic consent, remember?” he says, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear. “We just saw how keeping things from each other makes things worse, and on a more selfish note, I need to hear you say it. I think we all do. So, Kitten, what do you want?”
“Everything. All of you for forever, or as long as you’ll have me. I want us to work. I want our little family of five to be together,” I confess.
“You’re just saying that because you don’t want to have to go back to putting Audrey to bed by yourself,” Oliver teases.
I turn my head and wink at him. “That’s definitely a major perk.”
“Anything else besides everything and forever?” Alexei asks dryly.
I smile. “Hmm… I don’t want you to ever stop making me laugh with your sharp wit and sassy observations.”
“Sassy?” He frowns. “I think you meant biting social commentary.”
“Same thing,” I tease. “Ian, I want you to keep telling me all the wonderful things in your heart and noticing when I’m not okay and not letting me hide from it. Oliver, I want you to continue to keep me from being serious all the time and enjoy the fun things in life together. I want to get married someday, if you don’t get sick of me. I want to open my own private physical therapy clinic. I want to add a slide to the pool, and maybe add some extra children into our family to use it. Not for a good handful of years yet, mind you. We haven’t even managed to get the one we have to bed in under two hours.” I laugh. “But more than anything, I just want you to keep loving me.”
Alexei nods. “I think we can do that.”
Ian smiles. “Absolutely.”
“Seems reasonable,” Oliver says.
I yelp as Alexei grips my waist and spins me out to face Oliver.
“I think you’ve done quite enough talking for the evening, Kitten, don’t you?” he murmurs in my ear.
I press my lips tightly together and nod.
“Good girl,” he praises.
One hand wraps around my waist, pinning my arm against my side and holding me to him. His other hand grips my free wrist like a vise. Heat builds in my center from the sensation of being restrained.
“The only words allowed to come out of your mouth right now are yes, sir or our names as you come for us. Understand?” he asks.
“Yes, sir,” I whisper.
“Oliver, why don’t you remind our woman just who she belongs to?” Alexei demands.
“With pleasure,” he says, grinning at me like the devil.
He drops to his knees in front of me and eases the silk shorts off my legs.
Oliver clicks his tongue. “Completely bare under those shorts. I bet you liked the feel of that silky fabric brushing against your pretty pussy, didn’t you?”
“I wouldn’t have been if you all didn’t tear every piece of underwear I bring over here off me,” I protest.
Alexei tightens his grip on my wrist, and I yelp.
“What did I tell you about what you were allowed to say?” he growls. “You can either be a brat tonight, or you’ll get to come on our dicks, our tongues, and our fingers until you can’t remember your own name. You don’t get to have both because you were keeping secrets from us. What’s it going to be, Kitten?”
I bite my lip to keep from making a sassy comeback.
“That’s what I thought,” he says smugly.
I gasp as Oliver jerks my legs apart and immediately dives his tongue into me. My hips buck against his mouth, desperate for more, and I feel Alexei’s hard length pressing against my ass. I moan at the sensation.
“Don’t worry,” Alexei whispers in my ear, “we’ll get there. I just want you thoroughly fucked first.”
My head drops back on Alexei’s broad shoulder as Ian pushes up my shirt. He leans down and sucks my nipple into his mouth while his hand finds my other breast.
It’s not long before an orgasm rips through my body, leaving me breathless and shaking.
“Fuck,” Oliver groans. “You taste even sweeter when you come.”
He drags his tongue up to my clit and flicks his tongue against it, making me cry out his name.
“What a wonderfully responsive girl you are,” he says. “I hardly even touched you and you’re already wet for me again.”
He thrusts two fingers into my center, and I moan. Slowly, he withdraws them almost completely, then slams them hard into me again, curling his fingers to hit my most sensitive spot as he moves. It’s torture having him go this slow, but I don’t ever want him to stop. His tongue brushes against my clit each time he hits my G-spot, slowly driving me to the edge again. My breath comes in bursts, and I press my ass harder against Alexei’s cock, chasing any semblance of relief.
“Do you want him to make you come, Kitten?” Alexei murmurs in my ear.
“Yes, sir,” I breathe.
“Then tell us who you belong to and we’ll let you come,” he coaxes.
“You,” I moan. “I belong to all of you.”
Oliver sucks my clit into his mouth as he fucks me hard and fast with his fingers. Every muscle in my body tightens as I come hard on his hand.
Ian pulls back from me as Oliver stands and touches his fingers to my lips. He moans my name as I suck his fingers clean, still holding his gaze. I can’t see Ian, but I hear him catch his breath as I enjoy the taste of myself.
“Fuck,” Alexei swears. “I was going to draw this out, but I can’t wait any longer to have you. Oliver, hold her up so she doesn’t fall over.”
He pushes me to my feet, then slaps my ass hard.
“Bend,” he demands.
I obey immediately, putting most of my weight on Oliver, trusting him not to let me fall.
“You are so perfect,” he says softly. “I’m going to get you ready for me, Kitten, and then I’m going to fuck this ass. Would you like that?”
“Yes, sir,” I whimper.
“You want us to take turns fucking you like a slut or do you want us all inside you at once, filling you up?” he asks, tracing his finger around my back hole.
“All,” I gasp. “All of you. Please. I need to feel all of you inside me.”
My fingers dig into Oliver’s arms as his tongue dives into my ass. Ian’s hand slides across my hips, then drops to my clit, playing with me while Alexei fucks me with his tongue. A third earth-shattering orgasm jerks through my body, and I would have collapsed onto the floor if Oliver hadn’t been there to hold me up.
“Ready?” Alexei asks.
“Yes,” I breathe.
Oliver slowly lowers me onto Alexei’s hard cock. My body trembles as he fills me inch by inch.
“Good girl,” he says, kissing my shoulder once he fills me completely.
Alexei leans us back gently until he’s on his back and I’m completely exposed to Ian and Oliver. Instead of making me feel vulnerable, I feel powerful, even beautiful as their eyes rake across my body.
“Well,” I say in a sultry tone, “Does either of you plan on joining us or are you just going to watch?”
Oliver is the first to recover from the spell of my naked body laid out like a feast just for them. He kneels on the couch between my spread legs, palming his length.
“Tell me If I go too fast,” he says, notching himself at my center.
“Fuck,” I moan as he eases into me. “Just like that, yes.”
He gives an experimental thrust, and my toes curl. Alexei grips my hips, holding me steady as Oliver sets our pace. The sensation of my two men moving inside me is almost enough to send me over the edge again.
Almost.
“Ian,” I beckon. “Come here and let me taste you.”
He’s at my side in an instant, sliding his bottoms down just enough to free himself. I lick my lips as he strokes his cock.
“Stop teasing me already and fuck me,” I growl impatiently.
“Yes, ma’am,” he says, making my pussy clench.
“Fuck,” Oliver swears. “She liked that.”
“Good,” Ian says, thrusting into my mouth.
I moan as the head of his dick hits the back of my throat. Ian’s hands grip my hair as he fucks my mouth, perfectly in time with my other men to give me the maximum amount of pleasure. I feel wonderfully full and alive, and for the first time, free from any horrible, looming secrets.
It’s not long before my walls clamp down around Oliver, dragging his orgasm out with my own. Alexei follows not long after, his fingers digging into my hips so hard I know I’ll have bruises tomorrow. I grab Ian’s ass and pull him deeper inside me, and he finishes with my name on his lips. I swallow every drop of him before collapsing back on Alexei’s chest with a sigh.
“Oh, no, you don’t,” Oliver teases. “You’re not going to fall asleep on us now and make me carry you up the steps.”
I yawn. “I’m not sleepy.”
The next thing I’m aware of is being gently deposited on a cool bed. I wriggle around until I hit a warm chest and start to drop back off. I hum contentedly as I feel someone else slide in behind me.
“Not sleepy, my ass,” Oliver mutters in my ear. “I love you, Kitten.”
“Me too, but you,” I mumble, half asleep already. “Love you, I mean.”