Chapter 8
CHAPTER 8
I ’d jumped the morning ferry to the mainland, and spent the day browsing through the racks of fashion boutiques and lingerie stores, trying to find something worthy of a night of debauchery. Instead, I’d opted for a simple sundress that hugged my curves and emphasized my breasts.
At precisely seven o’clock, I knocked on Aiden and Finn’s door. They’d strung gentle twinkling fairy lights across the walk way which was perfumed by the early spring roses which bloomed in the twilight.
The night air had a slight bite to it, reminding me that winter hadn’t quite passed. Used to the cool, I’d forgone a cardigan in favor of baring my arms and breasts, fully hoping for an appreciative reaction from my men.
I was ‘bringing the capital-D-Drama—as my friend, Rebecca, would say.
Aiden answered, his eyes widening as he took me in.
“Wow,” he breathed. “You look incredible.”
I stepped inside, a smile playing on my lips.
“Thank you.” I flicked his, ‘kiss the chef’ apron. “You clean up pretty nice yourself.”
Finn emerged from the kitchen, wiping his hands on a dish towel. He paused when he saw me, a slow grin spreading across his face. “Hello, Ry.”
“Hello, Finn.”
They both stared at me appreciatively like hungry wolves, and I felt a blush creep up my neck.
Aiden leaned in, kissing my cheek. I closed my eyes, breathing him in.
“Missed you today,” he murmured.
Finn joined us, resting a hand on the small of my back. “We’re glad you’re here.”
They guided me into the candlelit dining room where a beautifully set table awaited, complete with fresh flowers and gleaming place settings. Soft music played in the background, adding to the romantic atmosphere.
“This looks amazing,” I said, touched by the effort they had gone to. “You didn’t have to go to all this trouble.”
“We wanted to,” Aiden said, pulling out a chair for me. “This is our official first date after all.”
As we settled in and began to eat the delicious meal they had prepared, conversation flowed easily. Finn and Aiden were like an old married couple, bickering about who contributed to the meal, sharing memories with me about their lives and adventures.
“So who made the first move?” I asked, glancing from one to the other as we sat enjoying the post-meal glow.
“I did,” Finn said, leaning back in his chair. He shot Aiden a slow, sexy grin. “Mister Golden Retriever over there was trying to play it cool.”
“Says Mister Black Cat,” Aiden shot back. “Everytime I tried to flirt with him, the bastard ignored me.”
“He tended to flirt during service. And as much as I liked the guy, I liked my fingers a lot more.”
Aiden poked his tongue out at Finn. “Spoilsport.”
Finn tipped his glass towards him. “You want to tell her what happened?”
I leaned forward, cupping my chin in my hands and bracing my elbows on the table. “Please.”
Aiden flushed, and I delighted in his obvious discomfort.
“Ohhh!” I shot a look at Finn. “It must have been naughty.”
“It was,” he agreed easily, taking a sip of his wine.
“We were working late. He pushed me into the cooler room and kissed me.” Aiden’s gaze met Finn’s, holding it. “He then drew back and said, ‘We can either get this out of our system or turn this into something real. Either way, we need to fuck.’”
My eyebrows rose and I glanced at Finn with new eyes. “Bold of you to assume, sir.”
He chuckled. “You weren’t the one walking around with a hard on for six months.”
I tilted my head to one side. “And yet isn’t that what you accused me of giving you last night?”
“No. You’ve kept us on a hook for the last two years.”
I delighted in his grumbled annoyance before turning back to Aiden. “Continue.”
He shrugged. “We fucked in the cooler. Then went back to my place.” He frowned. “When did you move in?”
Finn lifted one shoulder in a half-shrug. “Does it matter?”
“We decided to give the relationship a real go,” Aiden continued. “Took things slow at first, figuring out our dynamic. There were some bumps along the way, but we made it work.”
“And then you moved to Kink.”
“Mm.” Aiden exchanged a fond glance with Finn. “The inheritance was a surprise. But we made it work.”
“Though the renovations nearly killed us,” Finn muttered. “Never again.”
Aiden made a kiss-y face at him. “What’s wrong, boo-boo? Don’t you love me?”
Finn kissed his middle-finger then flicked him the bird. “Not when you’re delaying shit because you can’t decide between off white and eggshell white.”
I laughed, enjoying their banter. “When did you know you were staying?”
“Truth?” Aiden asked, sobering. “When we met you.”
I blinked.
Finn reached across the table to take my hand, his thumb stroking my knuckles. “We’re not gonna lie—you through us for a loop, Ry. The first time we brought our car into the shop, we both left thinking, ‘Who is this gorgeous grease monkey and how do I get her number?’”
I shook my head. “I had no idea. I thought you were just being friendly.
“Oh, he was friendly alright,” Aiden said dryly. “Practically drooling every time you bent over the engine.”
Heat flooded my cheeks as Finn shot him a look. “Like you weren’t checking out her ass.”
Aiden’s his eyes twinkling with mischief. “I plead the fifth.”
“So you weren’t planning on adding someone else to your relationship?” I asked, confused.
“No.” Finn kept a hold on my hand. “But we met you and it’s like a piece we didn’t know we was missing arrived.”
They seemed so sure of each other, so comfortable in their bond that I couldn’t imagine them needing me.
“How did you realize you were both on the same page?”
Finn reached over and took Aiden’s hand, lacing their fingers together. The simple gesture spoke volumes.
“We discussed it. We’re open about what turns us on or who we’re attracted to.”
“Idras Elba,” Aiden admitted. Finn rolled his eyes.
“We communicate our needs and desires, Ry.” Finn continued. “It’s not a weakness to find someone sexually attractive or want to explore something.”
“I’m not open to a relationship where my partners are sleeping with other people,” I admitted.
“Neither are we. There’s a difference between fantasy and indulging in consensual fun with your partner and crossing a line. We’ve always been monogamous—and we want to continue to be so, just with you.”
My pulse pumped in my ears, my skin suddenly clammy.
This was it. This was the moment where I decided if I was willing to take a chance.
“I want that,” I admitted. “I want to be with both of you.”
“Thank fuck.” Aiden was out of his chair, pulling me up and into him before I could blink.
His mouth met mine in a hungry, greedy, all consuming kiss. I moaned into his mouth, needing to be close, to be marked, to be branded by these men.
I wanted to be claimed in a way no one can ever mistake.
“We love you, Riley.” Finn nuzzled against my shoulder, pressing a gentle kiss to the seam of my neck. “We’re not letting you go, baby.”
He caught my ass in his hands, boosting me up until I could wrap my legs around Aiden’s waist. Gently, he guided us down the hall toward the bedroom.
Aiden dropped us both on the bed, covering my body with his as he continued to make love to my mouth while his hands dancing skillfully across my body.
I lost track of time as we made out until finally I pulled back, pressing a hand to his chest to create space. I shifted until I could sit on my knees in the middle of the bed looking at my men. With a happy sigh, I placed one palm on each of their chests knowing the next words I’d say would be the ones I’d remember when we were old and grey.
“I love you. I’ve wanted you since the moment I met you. There’s nothing I want more than this.” I licked my lips. “If I had my way, I’d marry you both tomorrow.”
“Sounds good,” Aiden said, glancing over at Finn. “You in?”
Finn grinned. “Works for me.”
Laughing, they pulled me down, rolling me between them. Their hands roamed my body, leaving trails of fire in their wake. Aiden’s lips found mine, his kiss deep and passionate, while Finn’s mouth traced a sensual path down my neck.
I arched into their touch, my body aflame with desire. Aiden’s hand cupped my breast through the thin fabric of my sundress, his thumb teasing my nipple to a hard peak. I gasped into his mouth, overwhelmed by the dual sensations of his touch and Finn’s lips on my skin.
“You’re so beautiful,” Finn murmured against my collarbone, his breath hot against my skin. His hands found the zipper of my dress. “May I?”
I nodded, breathless with anticipation. Together, they slowly peeled the dress from my body, their eyes darkening with lust as they took in the sight of me in nothing but my lacy underwear.
“God, Riley,” Aiden breathed, his voice husky with desire. “You’re perfect.”
Finn hummed in agreement, his fingers tracing the curve of my hip. “Absolutely stunning.”
I reached for them, tugging at their clothes.
“Your turn,” I said, my voice husky with need. “I want to see you.”
They didn’t need to be told twice. Shirts were discarded, pants were shed, and soon we were all in various states of undress.
Laughing, I drank in the sight of them – Aiden’s toned body covered in intricate tattoos, Finn’s broader frame marked with scars that told stories of a life lived fully.
Finn’s hand slid up my thigh, his touch feather-light and teasing. “What do you want, oeh’uru pahlke ?” he asked, his blue eyes intense as they met mine.
“Everything,” I breathed. “I want everything.”
Aiden grinned, pressing a kiss to my shoulder. “Then everything you shall have.”
They worked in tandem, their touches complementing each other perfectly. Aiden’s mouth found my breast, his tongue swirling around my nipple as Finn’s fingers danced between my thighs, teasing me through the lace of my underwear.
I writhed between them, lost in a haze of pleasure. My hands explored their bodies, tracing muscles, cataloging scars, my mouth trading kisses and tasting skin. Together we learned what made each of us gasp and moan.
Finn’s fingers finally slipped beneath the fabric of my underwear, finding me slick and ready.
“So wet for us,” he murmured approvingly, his fingers circling my clit with expert precision.
I cried out, my hips bucking against his hand. Aiden caught my cry with his mouth, kissing me deeply as Finn worked me higher and higher.
“That’s it, baby,” Aiden encouraged, his voice rough with desire. “Let go for us. We’ve got you.”
With a keening cry, I shattered, my body convulsing with pleasure as they held me through my release. As I came down from my high, I found them both watching me.
“You’re incredible,” Finn said, pressing a soft kiss to my lips.
“And we’re just getting started,” Aiden added with a wicked grin.
“Your turn,” I said, nodding at them. “I want to watch you.”
Finn’s eyes darkened, a slow, predatory smile spreading across his face. “Is that so?” He turned to Aiden, his voice dropping an octave. “On your knees, Ads.”
Aiden’s eyes sparkled with mischief. “Yes, sir,” he quipped, but there was no mistaking the eager way he complied, sinking to his knees before Finn.
I propped myself up on my elbows, my body still thrumming with aftershocks as I watched them. Finn’s hand slid into Aiden’s hair, gripping it firmly as he guided Aiden’s mouth to his cock.
“Show Riley how good you can be for me,” Finn commanded, his voice low and authoritative.
Aiden winked at me before taking Finn into his mouth, eliciting a deep groan from the other man. I watched, mesmerized, as Aiden worked Finn’s length, his cheeks hollowing with each suck.
Finn’s free hand caressed Aiden’s face, his touch surprisingly gentle despite his commanding presence. “That’s it,” he murmured. “Just like that.”
I found myself entranced by the interplay between them - Finn’s quiet dominance and Aiden’s playful submission. It was clear they knew each other’s bodies intimately, each touch and movement perfectly choreographed to bring maximum pleasure.
“Touch yourself,” Finn ordered, his eyes never leaving Aiden’s face.
Aiden pulled back just long enough to quip, “Thought you’d never ask.” He leaned forward, pulling Finn back into his mouth and wrapping a hand around his own cock.
The room filled with their gasps and moans, the wet sounds of Aiden’s mouth on Finn’s cock. I couldn’t tear my eyes away from the sight of them together.
“God, you’re beautiful together,” I murmured, unable to keep silent any longer. My hand snaked down the length of my body to touch the wet heat between my thighs. Whimpering, I drew their gazes, relishing the dark, hungry looks on their faces.
Finn’s eyes met mine.
“Come here,” he ordered, holding out his hand to me.
I moved closer, and he pulled me up for a searing kiss. I could feel the tension in his body, the way he was holding back as Aiden continued to pleasure him.
“Watch him,” Finn murmured against my lips. “Watch how well he takes me.”
I looked down at Aiden, who met my gaze with a wink.
Finn’s hand tightened in Aiden’s hair. “I’m close,” he growled. “Swallow it all, Ads.”
Aiden hummed in acknowledgment, the vibrations causing Finn to buck his hips. With a guttural moan, Finn came, his body going taut as he spilled down Aiden’s throat.
As Finn came down from his high, Aiden sat back on his heels, a self-satisfied grin on his face.
“How was that, boss?” he asked cheekily.
Finn chuckled, pulling Aiden to his feet and into a deep kiss. “Perfect, as always,” he murmured against Aiden’s lips. “But I believe it’s your turn.”
Without warning, Finn’s hand wrapped around Aiden’s cock. Aiden gasped, his hips jerking involuntarily into Finn’s firm grip.
“Fuck,” he breathed, his head falling back as Finn began to stroke him with practiced ease.
“Eyes on Riley,” Finn commanded, his voice low and authoritative. “I want her to see how beautiful you are when you come.”
Aiden’s gaze locked with mine, his eyes dark with lust and a hint of that ever-present mischief.
“Yes, sir,” he managed to say, a small smirk playing at the corners of his mouth despite his obvious pleasure. “Anything you say—” he groaned when Finn gave a particularly ruthless jerk, his head falling back to the bed. “Fuck.”
I watched, mesmerized, as Finn worked Aiden’s cock. His movements were sure and confident, twisting his wrist on the upstroke in a way that had Aiden panting and moaning. He handled Aiden with care—but his grip was far harder and rougher than any I’d have dared to use.
“That’s it,” Finn murmured, his free hand sliding around to grip Aiden’s ass. “Let go for us, Ads. Show Riley how good you can be.”
Aiden’s breath came in short, sharp gasps, his body trembling with the effort of holding back. “Finn, I’m gonna?—“
“Come for us,” Finn ordered, spitting on his hand before he increased the speed of his strokes. “Show us.”
With a loud cry, Aiden came, his release spilling over Finn’s hand and onto his own stomach. His eyes never left mine as he rode out his orgasm, allowing me to see every flicker of pleasure cross his face.
As Aiden came down from his high, Finn gentled his touch, placing soft kisses along Aiden’s neck and shoulder.
“Beautiful,” he murmured, before turning to me with a heated gaze. “Don’t you think so, Riley?”
I nodded, my throat dry with renewed arousal. “
They both turned to me then, their eyes dark with renewed desire.
“Now,” Finn said, his voice husky. “I believe it’s time we gave our girl some more attention. What do you say, Ads?”
Aiden’s grin was wicked, despite his recent release. “I say we make her scream.”
They drew me back down to the bed, their hands and mouths already starting to roam my body.