Limitless Love: A Polyamorous Charity Anthology

12. Eddie

Ican’t believe we found someone who fits so well with us. The fact he didn’t shy away from murder? Perfect. Still, as fun as that excursion was, I’m thrilled to be back at the cabin. I step into our large shower and let the water beat down on me, relaxing my muscles. I’m dreaming of coffee when the shower door opens. I assume it’s Noel until Robbie’s much smaller frame tries to embrace me from behind.

“Mmm, Teddy Bear, what are you doing?” I grumble as his hands roam along my sides and over my back. “You’re not trying to get in trouble, are you? Because you know the rules. You don’t get to come until one of us says, and we can’t be swayed. Even by a delicious morsel like you.”

“You know the fact you describe me as food is slightly concerning. However, I’m going to ignore it. I just want to make you feel good. I’m not misbehaving.” I snort at Robbie’s innocent voice. I’m not an idiot who will fall for that.

“Not misbehaving, huh?” Noel’s sleepy voice joins us. “From what I can see, I think you may be telling a fib there. And you know what happens to fibbers.”

“Uh…they get rewarded with a delicious breakfast? Not that I was fibbing, of course.”

This time laughter from both Noel and I roll through the bathroom. I shake my head as I nudge Robbie away so I can finish washing. I turn to look at Noel and my breath catches. No matter how many years it’s been, my heart still beats for him. The addition of Robbie hasn’t diminished my feelings for Noel, but instead enhanced it. I’m thankful for that. The way both now complete me and from the way Noel glances at me, it’s like he’s thinking the same.

“You’d better wash thoroughly, Eddie. I believe we’ll be making a stop before breakfast to remind our little Bear what exactly happens to fibbers. And since you should have stopped it right away…I think you deserve a little punishment as well.”

I bite back a moan as my cock hardens. Fuck. Yeah, this is looking like a much better start to the day than coffee, and hell if I ever thought I’d say that. When Noel clears his throat, I immediately respond with, “Yes, Master.”

“Good Boy. I’ll see you in the playroom.” With that, he disappears and I have to force myself not to rush through the shower.

Once I’m convinced I’m completely clean, I cede the shower to Robbie. Taking the heated towel off the warming bar, I dry myself off, struggling to wait. When Robbie steps out of the shower, I use another heated towel to dry him off, using teasing touches until he drops his head back and groans. Smirking, I stand back and toss the towel in the hamper. I grab his hand and lead him to one of my favorite rooms in the house.

The moment we enter, his breath hitches. Noel is already waiting for us, naked, and I guide Robbie toward the center of the room. There are now two padded squares, so when I kneel, I encourage Robbie to do the same. Like a lion in his kingdom, Noel stalks toward us.

“Mmm…there are my pretty boys. All mine. Except my boys have been quite naughty today. I think a lesson is needed on appropriate behavior.” Standing in front of us, Noel grips my hair tightly. “Isn’t that right, slut?”

“Yes, Master,” I reply breathlessly, my cock jerking in excitement.

“Just the mention of punishment gets you hard. You’re such a whore. Well, let’s get this started.”

Every part of me feels like it’s on fire, waiting for what he’s going to do. When he lets go of my hair, I’m almost disappointed when he turns to our Teddy Bear. From his smirk, that’s exactly what he wants from me. The torture of waiting. Fuck.

“Come on, Teddy Bear. I want you on the spanking bench. And our whore is going to help you on it.” I stand carefully and extend my hand to our Bear, who struggles a little getting to his feet. He’ll get more graceful with it over time. I can barely remember the first time I went to my knees for my Master. Leading him over, I help him up and get him in position, showing him where to hold on. “Do you think you can stay still for Daddy, Teddy Bear?”

“Yes, Daddy.” Bear’s eyes flash to me at Noel’s words. “Daddy Eddie will help me, right?”

Fuck. Just when I think my cock can’t get any harder…Damn, I didn’t know how much I needed that.

“Yes, Bear. He’s going to help you. You remember the stoplight system, right? We’ve already talked about what we’d do, but if you don’t like something, I expect you to speak up. We will never, ever, be upset with you calling yellow or red. Do you understand?”

Bear nods his head and tightens his grip on the pegs. Since he’s never had a scene before—only the occasional spanking—it’s clear he’s both excited and nervous. I pet his head, trying to calm him.

“Alright, I’m going to give you ten spanks. You can cry out, make whatever noise you want. I don’t want you holding back anything. Your tears, your sounds, they belong to us.” I glance up at Noel and nod as he brings his hand down, slapping Bear’s bare ass. When our Teddy Bear cries out, my attention switches back to him. Four more rapid slaps and Noel stops, caressing Bear’s ass. “Check in with me.”

“Green, Daddy,” Bear manages against sniffles. Damn, he cries so prettily.

“You’re being such a good boy for us. Five more and then you’re done.” Noel rapidly strikes and Bear’s cries turn to one long moan. Chuckling, Noel says, “It’s a good thing I stopped when I did, because you know the rules. No coming until we give you permission. I think we can safely say spankings are still a yes for you. I think it’s time for your other Daddy to take your spot, though.”

“Yes, Daddy.” Bear shivers as Noel steps back. I help him off the bench, turning him to check out his ass’s redness. Noel did a fucking great job at it, and I have to resist the need to stroke myself at the look.

“What did I say, whore?” Gulping, I drop my eyes and scramble up onto the bench myself. “Now, Bear, have you ever rimmed someone?”

“Umm. Once. A really long time ago.”

“Oh, look at that, your cheeks are almost as red as your ass now.” Noel tries to smother a laugh before becoming serious. “Would you do it again?”

“Yes, Daddy.” Bear’s confident voice fills me with anticipation because if I’m going to be rimmed, it’s going to be the most glorious torture possible.

I don’t have to wait long to find out because my ass cheeks are pulled apart and a searching tongue licks my hole. I gasp at the sensation and moan as the tentative licks turn more aggressive.

“Fuck!” My hips buck when Bear’s tongue manages to stab inside my hole. There’s nothing more I want than to ride his mouth, to make myself come.

“See what a slut you are?” Noel’s dark voice cuts in, ramping my desire up higher as he weaves humiliation into the scene. “You’re not even focusing on your Boy, just your own pleasure. Damn, you can’t help yourself, can you?”

“No, Master,” I sob as I’m brought close to my orgasm.

“Remember, you can’t come until I tell you. Let’s give you something else to focus on in the meantime. Open up.” Noel shoves his cock into my mouth, pushing all the way to my throat.

It’s quick. Brutal. And hell, there are times I’m not sure I’ll even be able to breathe again. He’s right that it gives me something else to focus on, but it makes things worse. Between Bear’s ministrations and the force of Noel taking his pleasure, I almost tip over the edge. Thank fuck Noel knows the signs and backs off immediately, halting our Boy at the same time.

I breathe in deeply, trying to focus on getting my heart rate down. Swallowing hard, ignoring the pain in my throat, I take Noel’s hand and dismount from the bench, standing shakily from the experience.

“Hmm. You know, our Bear hasn’t come in way too long. Let’s make sure he gets to enjoy himself today. I think he’d appreciate it.” I glance over at our Boy, almost cracking up at his rapid nodding. “I want you both on the bed. Bear, I want you behind our slut.”

I scramble onto the bed, taking direction from Noel as I get on my hands and knees with our Boy behind us and Noel in front of me, stroking his cock. He touches my chin and raises it, leaning down to give me a quick kiss.

“Now what, Daddy?” Bear asks.

“I want you to open him up and get ready to fuck him—hard. He doesn’t deserve anything else. After all, he’s such a slut for cock, he won’t care.” I shiver, and my dick drips with precum. Fuck. Shifting his attention to me, he says, “And you’re going to open your mouth again for me.”

I groan as Bear starts opening my ass. Noel must have handed him lube while I was getting situated. It’s not long before I feel the blunt head of his cock at my hole. With the way he rimmed me and prepped me, I’m already loose enough that when he thrusts inside me without warning, it doesn’t hurt nearly as much as I’d prefer.

“Daddy…” Bear draws out loudly as he moans. He shudders behind me as he grips my hips, thrusting violently.

“The rules are simple, Eddie. If you want to come, you need to make me come first and then you have until our Boy comes to find your own release. If you can’t do that, you don’t get to come until next time I say so. And given that it’s been so long for our Teddy Bear, you have your work cut out for you.”

I nod as I lean forward to take Noel in my mouth. Groaning around his cock when he stays still. Fuck. I’m going to have to do it myself, which means thrusting against Bear, increasing the likelihood of him coming before Noel. Damn it. I carefully rest my weight on one hand and use the other to roll Noel’s balls while I suck the head of his dick, licking and lavishing it with attention before letting Bear’s thrust push Noel’s cock down my throat.

For a moment, that’s all I do, letting the rocking motion keep me going as I listen to Noel’s steady breathing. And fuck if that doesn’t make me worried. I can feel Bear getting closer, but nothing from Noel gives me any indication he’s ready. Taking a deep breath, I push forward enough that my mouth is touching his pubic area. I suck hard and swallow. This time, when I pull off, his breathing has changed—it’s deeper, more rapid. I repeat it, over and over and right before I think our Bear may come, Noel roars out his own orgasm. I gasp as he sits back on his heels, and before I catch my breath, my hand is already on my cock, pulling on it rapidly, knowing I only have minutes—if that—before our Boy comes.

Thank fuck I manage it. I’m not even fully finished coming before Bear reaches his own orgasm. I fall forward, not caring about the wet spot. Our Bear drapes himself over me as we catch our breath. After a few minutes, Bear moves off and collapses on his side. I follow, groaning as I roll onto my side.

My eyelids are heavy, and I jolt when a wet cloth starts to clean me up. I stare up with my eyes in slits from exhaustion. Noel chuckles softly as he takes care of me and then our Boy. Without a word, he slips behind Bear. The wet kiss I hear from behind relaxes me even further, to where I’m beginning to drift off.

“One thing,” Noel states firmly, and I rouse myself to listen. “Remember, I love you both. I never knew it could be like this.”

Both Bear and I murmur something ineligible. I just know my meaning is an agreement. Hell, if I could, I’d write sonnets to them, to tell them how much I love them and the way they balance me—how we found a way to fit together. A strength I never thought I’d get. Since I’m so damn tired, that doesn’t happen. Then again, there’s no way in hell I’d be able to write a sonnet. When I wake up, I’ll tell them, though. I never want a day to go by where they don’t know my love.

For now, I decide to slip into sleep. When I get up, we have Bear to take of, and I know Noel is already antsy to continue aftercare. Sighing, I smile as dreams drift me away. Two assassins. One snowstorm. And a twink running away from a cheating ex. A lifetime to come of love. Perfection.