Chapter 27
Twenty-Seven
Asher
I gently wiped my cum off Violet’s chest with a warm washcloth while she lay on the bed with Enzo lying beside her. She had scooted more toward the middle, so I tossed the washcloth to the floor and climbed on the other side of her.
“This bed is seriously so big, it could easily fit the three of us,” she said with a giggle.
I gave Enzo a knowing look but said nothing as I watched her features change with realization.
“Oh my God!” she exclaimed, covering her face. “That was what you meant when you said sometimes you needed room to spread out! You guys use this bed for sex!”
“Sometimes,” I admitted, reaching over and tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. “Only when we’re both having sex with the same person,” I clarified. “I don’t bring women in here just to fuck them. That’s what my bed is for. Same with Enzo and his bed.”
“Do you guys have a lot of women who you both...”
“Fuck?” Enzo offered, his hand resting on her stomach.
She was still naked but covered from her waist down with a blanket.
It was surprising that she didn’t bother to hide her body from us as she lay there, her tits still on full display.
But, then again, Enzo and I had both already seen her fully naked, so it seemed silly that she would worry about it now.
“Yeah. Do you guys do that a lot?”
Enzo shrugged before answering.
“I wouldn’t say a lot. But occasionally. It’s not really something we ever plan, it kinda just happens,” I said.
“It still boggles my mind how all of that would even work,” she said, looking between us as her cheeks tinted with a blush.
“Well, the good thing is that we don’t have to worry about any of that right now,” I assured her. “But as you have questions, you’re always welcome to ask them, and we’ll do our best to answer them for you.”
“You say that now, but you might take that back when you see how many questions I have.” She laughed, and the sound was like music to my ears.
“I guess that means we’re going to have to set aside time each night for a Q&A session,” Enzo said.
“In here? In this bed?” she asked, looking up at him with something that looked a bit like hope in her eyes.
“Do you want to do it in here?” he asked.
I chuckled at the soft gasp that escaped her lips when she realized the double meaning behind his words.
“Yeah, I think I do,” she replied, wearing that confidence I loved. “I think I like having both of you next to me in this giant bed. I feel...”
She paused for a moment and let out a sigh as she figured out what word she wanted to use.
“Safe,” she finally answered. “Being here in this bed with both of you makes me feel really safe.”
I wasn’t sure it was possible, but my heart felt like it might explode from how full it suddenly felt.