Limitless Love: A Polyamorous Charity Anthology

10. Avery

Ididn’t need to bring much with me. Dex and Lock have been living together for years and have everything a home could need, but some things I couldn’t part with. I’d never leave behind my computer equipment, clothes, and make-up. Nor my collection of game merchandise and cushions. I let the rest of the furniture go. It was all second-hand anyway. I could have replaced it a thousand times, but I’d never wanted to. I hadn’t felt I deserved to move on to bigger and better things until Lock and Dex showed me how worthy I am. Their acceptance of me exactly as I am is priceless. They’re my family now, and I couldn’t love them more.

“Are you sure you’re okay with this?” Dex asks once we’ve brought the second-to-last load of my belongings from the van into their home.

Lock is collecting the last box.

Everything is stacked in boxes in the corner of their lounge.

“Okay with moving in with the men I love? Uh, yeah. I’m one hundred per cent okay with it.”

He smiles and holds me, his hands cradling my arse cheeks. “You know what I mean. I’m sorry you had to move.”

“It would have been selfish of me to ask you and Lock to move. You have careers and family here. I had a crappy flat, and I can work from anywhere. The only thing I’ll miss is my gaming room, but I don’t need that to be happy. I love you and Lock with all my heart. I want to be here with you.” I push onto my tiptoes and kiss him softly and slowly.

“No regrets?”

“None.”

“No doubts?”

“Not anymore.”

He cups my face, and we kiss, savouring each other’s lips and tongues even after the door opens behind us.

“I’ll never get tired of walking in on you two making out,” Lock says.

I assume he’s put down whatever he was carrying.

He presses against me, wraps his arms around Dex and me, and kisses the crook of my neck. Dex breaks our kiss to claim Lock’s lips. Damn, I love them.

“We’ve got a welcome home gift for you,” Dex says breathlessly.

“Two gifts,” Lock says.

“You didn’t have to get me anything. Letting me move in here was more than enough.”

“Letting you? Sweetheart, we wanted you to move in.”

“We’d have cried if you’d said no,” Dex says solemnly.

I laugh. “Well, that’s good to know. But seriously, you didn’t need to get me anything.”

Lock kisses my hair. “Yes, we did.”

“I’ve got a present for you too. Two, actually.”

“You first,” Dex says, his eyes lighting up with excitement.

“You’re like a kid on Christmas Eve,” Lock says.

Dex shrugs. “So? I like presents.”

“You get one now.” I raise my finger to emphasise my point.

Dex pouts.

I slip away from them and search through my boxes until I find a wrapped, rectangular present. I hand it to them, smiling as they work together to tear the wrapping paper off.

“I love it.” Dex admires the illustration of our game characters I commissioned.

“Me too. Thank you, gorgeous. It will look perfect there.” Lock points at the wall next to the ‘Lovers who play together, stay together’ plaque.

I grin. “The second present can wait until later.”

“Why?” Dex asks.

“Once I show it to you, we’ll get distracted.”

Lock stands the framed picture against the wall and slips his hands into the back pockets of my jeans. “How distracted?”

“Very.”

“Now I’m curious.”

“You’ll love it, I promise.”

He leans down and kisses me. “I don’t doubt it. We promised you presents.”

I hum. “Yes, please.”

He spins me around and covers my eyes. “No peeking.”

I couldn’t even if I wanted to.

He moves me forward and around, disorientating me, then walks me forward again. A door clicks open. Are we going into their bedroom? The bathroom? Have they got me a storage unit for my make-up?

“Now you can look.” He removes his hands.

I gasp and clap my hands over my mouth. The room—it must be the spare room—is amazing. They’ve replicated my cloud ceiling, and it looks like someone exploded a pastel glitter bomb over the room. On the wall opposite the desk hangs a pink neon light shaped into letters that say ‘The Pastel Gamer’. The desk is empty, ready and waiting for me to set up my equipment.

“I love it. Thank you.” My voice is a whisper. Tears spring to my eyes. I fling my arms around them and hug them so tightly I’m afraid they might burst.

They hold me in return.

“You’re welcome, beautiful,” Dex says.

I release them and turn around. “One question. Why is there a bed in here?”

I had a single bed in Dagenham, but this is a double, maybe even a king size.

“Can a house ever have too many beds?” Lock muses.

I laugh. “I guess not.”

“It gives us more places to make love,” Dex says.

“We thought you’d appreciate somewhere quiet to crash if you did a late-night streaming session and I had to get up for an early shift,” Lock says.

“Thank you.”

They take one of my hands each and lead me to the bed. We sit with me in the centre.

Dex takes a small box out of his pocket. “Our second gift.”

I open the box with a trembling hand. Inside lies a plain gold band identical to their wedding bands.

“We had this made to give you during our commitment ceremony.”

Overwhelming emotion blossoms in my chest. “It’s beautiful. But our commitment ceremony isn’t for another week.”

“We know, but we couldn’t wait to give it to you. It’s a symbol that you’re our partner.”

“Our equal partner,” Lock says.

“No hierarchy. No outside partners. Just the three of us in a happy triad.”

I sniff back tears to no avail. They drip down my cheeks as I sob uncontrollably. “You made me too happy.”

“Too happy?” Lock slides the ring onto my finger.

“Yes. I can’t stop crying.”

“We could kiss your tears away,” Dex says.

“That might help.”

They kiss my cheeks and stroke my thighs until I stop crying. Then their kisses move to my lips, jaw, and neck.

“Who knew asking to join your party would lead to this?” Lock says.

I smile. “I’m so glad you did. Those other players weren’t nearly as sexy and gorgeous as you.”

“You can tell that from their avatars?” Dex asks with laughter in his voice.

“No. By how they behaved. I fell for your voices and the way you treated me long before I saw your faces. Seeing you was the icing on the cake. I am so damn lucky.”

“So are we,” Lock whispers.

“Lucky to have met you,” Dex says.

“Being with you is like finding a triple XP potion. Amazing.” I pull them close so I can snuggle against them. I’m so happy it’s insane.

After a few minutes, Dex clears his throat. “I think you’ve forgotten something, beautiful.”

“I have?” I flutter my lashes innocently.

“You had a second present for us.”

“Oh! That. I dunno. I’m not sure I should give it to you yet.”

“We’re ready to be distracted,” Lock says.

I hum. “Are you sure?”

“Yes!” they reply in unison.

“Well, if you’re sure.” I stand and undo my jeans.

They stare at me as I slide them down my thighs.

“I got some new panties. I think you’ll really like them.”

I straighten so they can get a good look at the crotchless, lavender satin panties. They’re trimmed with matching lace and have two cute bows above where my cock hangs out. At the top of my crack is a third bow, which they’ll enjoy discovering.

“That’s a very distracting gift,” Lock says approvingly.

I skim my hands over the soft, shiny fabric. “Right? I can keep these panties on while you make love to me.”

“Best gift ever,” Dex says.

I laugh, gesture to the room, and wriggle my ring finger. “Nah, you’ve got me beat.”

Lock grabs my half-pushed-down jeans and tugs me between his legs. “No. Dex is right. You’re giving us the best gift ever—you. Everything needs to come off but these. You’re keeping your sexy panties on all night.”

“Does that mean we’re christening the bed?” I ask.

“Yes. Right now.”

I take my clothes off slowly until I’m wearing nothing but the crotchless panties. “Are you going to keep your clothes on?”

“No,” Lock replies.

He takes Dex’s hand and stands. They touch and kiss as they undress each other achingly slowly. By the time they’re naked, we’re all hard, them from rubbing against each other, me from watching.

“Lie on the bed, sweetheart. I want to watch Dex suck your cock.”

I’m not going to refuse that request. I love it when Lock makes demands in the bedroom, and Dex gives amazing blowjobs. I lie with my head on the pillow, legs parted, knees bent, and feet resting on the mattress. Dex settles between my legs on all fours and stares into my eyes as he grips the root of my cock in his hand and takes it into his mouth. I suck in a breath as I resist the urge to let my eyes flutter shut. I want to see my men.

Lock kneels behind Dex and squirts lube over our lover’s arse. Where did he get that from? I alternate between meeting Dex’s stare as he sucks my cock lovingly and watching as Lock teases Dex’s arse. Dex makes delightful moans and groans. I stroke his hair and face as I whimper in response to every flick of his tongue against my sensitive cock.

“Enjoying yourselves?” Lock asks.

Dex hums around my cock.

“Uh-huh,” I reply.

“Good.”

“I’m going to come inside you, babe. And Dex is going to come inside you, sweetheart,” Lock says.

“Oh, God.” I twist one hand into the quilt beneath me.

Dex pulls his mouth off my cock and grabs a spare pillow. “Lift your hips.”

I obey, allowing him to arrange the pillow underneath me, giving him better access to my arse. He takes the lube bottle Lock passes to him and drizzles the sticky liquid over his finger and my hole. He warms me up slowly as Lock plays with his arse. I lose myself in a symphony of squelching fingers, desperate pants, and moans. Still, I keep my eyes open, my gaze on my beautiful lovers. When they’re around, the rest of the world doesn’t exist. They’re my universe. My home.

“Ready?” Dex asks me.

“Yes.”

He removes his fingers from my arse, and he and Lock share the lube so they can make their cocks slick.

Dex shuffles closer, nudging the head of his cock against my arse, pushing inside me slowly and gently before leaning down to kiss me. Lock grips Dex’s hips and enters him. He thrusts, each powerful forward movement driving Dex’s cock deeper into me.

“Amazing,” I whisper.

Lock sets a faster pace. His balls slap against Dex’s arse. Dex’s slap against mine. Lock reaches over Dex and wriggles his fingers. I grasp his hand and put my other over Dex’s. We’re connected. Lock in Dex. Dex in me. I’m going to share my life with these wonderful men. They’re mine. I’m theirs. I’ve never been happier.

“I love you!” I arch my back and move my hips to meet Dex’s. I need him deeper inside me. Need him and Lock so badly.

Dex kisses me, then turns his head so Lock can kiss him. Our lovemaking becomes more frantic. My balls are heavy. Desperate need manifests as delightful pressure in my groan.

“I’m going to—” I tighten my grip on my lovers’ hands.

“Me too,” Dex says.

Lock laughs. “Come, lovers. Come.” He tips his head back, lets out a triumphant whoop, and slams into Dex hard twice.

Dex widens his eyes, and his cock shudders inside me, filling me with his hot cum. I shiver from head to toe. My cock jerks, splattering cum over Dex and myself.

“That was—” Dex licks his lips and collapses over me, bringing Lock with him.

We stroke each other, chests heaving as we catch our breath. Lock in Dex. Dex in me. None of us wanting to move. All of us content. We trade I love yous, which grow increasingly sleepy.

“We should move,” Lock murmurs.

“We wouldn’t want to crush our pastel gamer,” Dex says.

I chuckle. “I’m happy.”

“But can you breathe?”

“Just about.”

I whimper as Lock pulls out of Dex, who pulls out of me. Dex’s cum trickles down my inner thighs, and I smile contentedly. My lovers lie beside me, and we touch, stroke, and kiss one another.

“I approve of your decision to put a bed in here,” I say.

Lock nuzzles my nape. “Who wouldn’t want to have sex under pastel clouds?”

“It’s sexy.”

“Romantic,” Dex says.

I kiss Dex and Lock in turn. “I don’t think I could feel any happier.”

“You will,” Dex says with conviction.

“I will?”

“Yes. Next weekend. During our commitment ceremony.”

My heart swells. Dex and Lock’s family and friends have been so welcoming. Between them all, they’ve transformed my world from a lonely place to one full of light, laughter, and love.

“Plus, we have our honeymoon to look forward to,” Dex says.

“Are we ever going to get out of bed?” I ask.

He twirls his finger over my thigh. “Depends.”

“On?”

“Whether you want to see any of the sights Rome has to offer.”

I hum. “I’ve never been before. Have you?”

“No.”

“We should do some sightseeing.”

Lock holds his hand up, his thumb and forefinger a few millimetres apart. “A bit.”

“Just the most important sights.”

“And then spend the rest of our time in bed, enjoying each other,” Dex says.

“I like that plan. I like it a lot.” I snuggle closer to them.

“So, who’s up for a dungeon later?” Lock asks after a short pause.

Dex laughs. “Seriously? That’s what’s on your mind right now? Eventide?”

“Why not? You know what they say.”

Dex and I exchange a weary, happy, amused glance and then chant, “Lovers who play together, stay together.”

“Exactly. And if the happiness I’m feeling right now is anything to go by, we’ll stay together for a very long time.”