Chapter Eleven
Katia
It was time to go.
I knew this song and dance like the back of my hand. My time with these men had come to a close, and I was overstaying my welcome with every second, yet every time I tried to will my legs to move, they wouldn’t. They were jelly beneath me, thanks to the amazing fucking these two had given me.
I couldn’t deny that there was something different about all of this.
Normally, I was shoved out the door or I couldn’t wait to get out of there, but nothing like that was happening.
Dom’s arms came up around me as he rolled us to the side, placing me between him and his husband once more.
When Caleb’s gentle lips landed on the back of my neck, warmth spread through my chest. What the hell was going on?
Was this cuddling? I wasn’t a girl who grew attached.
This was a quick fuck and then time to hit the road. Though this didn’t feel like that.
When I tried once more to lift myself from the bed, two sets of arms tightened around me.
“Little doll, where are you off to in such a hurry?” Dom had his eyes closed, but the nickname made my heart flutter all the same. Like I really belonged to them. There was no point in daring to hope.
“Is it not time for me to go?” I asked, trying and failing not to laugh nervously.
Dark eyes opened and stared at me in confusion.
“When did we ever tell you that you needed to leave?”
Caleb shifted behind me, his leg draped over my thigh as if he was trying to hold me in place and prevent me from escaping.
“Isn’t that how this works? We had our fun, and now I’m expected to go.
” This wasn’t me at all. I didn’t dabble in feelings, nor had I ever wanted to and when I shifted in Caleb’s hold, the feel of his and Dom’s combined releases slipping out of me was a firm reminder that I’d let down even more walls tonight than I ever had with anyone else.
“Katia...” Caleb sounded so unsure as he placed another gentle kiss against my bare shoulder, and I wanted to sink into all the comfort he wanted to give me. It was different from the man I walked into the apartment with, who’d seemed to have never done this before.
The longer I stayed, the more compelled I was to give in. There was no hope of this ever being more than what it was intended to be. Although, when I tried to push out of Caleb and Dom’s arms once more, gentle arms tightened around me again.
Frustration bubbled beneath the surface as tears burned behind my eyes. As much as I loved the attention, this was getting too personal. There had to be a way for me to escape the cocoon of arms and legs that surrounded me.
“Katia?” Caleb’s voice held more concern this time, and I finally slumped to the mattress in defeat.
“You brought me as a present for your husband. I dragged you into things, and we all had fun, so it’s fine. This isn’t my first rodeo. The longer I stay, the harder it’ll be for me to leave.”
Caleb huffed a laugh before he trailed several more kisses along the back of my neck.
“Oh, sweet girl, can’t you see that’s the point? We don’t want you to leave,” he sighed.
“Not ever,” Dom added as he nuzzled his nose into the top of my hair.
My heart slammed against my chest, my eyes watering again for an entirely different reason.
These men barely knew me, and I’d just admitted to my history of never sticking around, but there they were telling me that they wanted me to stay.
But how long would that last? Would they eventually grow tired of me?
Dom and Caleb had been married for years, and I was just an interloper in their marriage. Though nothing about the night had made me feel like an outsider looking in. I’d felt included at every turn, worshipped even.
Maybe starting a relationship based on the physical wasn’t ideal, but there was something about these two men that called to me. I wanted to get to know them better. See what lay beneath the surface instead of what was only skin deep.
We lay there in contemplative silence a little longer before my bladder got the better of me. When I squirmed again, I was let free, and the men watched as I slunk across the room to the ensuite bathroom. It was as if they instinctively knew that I wasn’t trying to leave them again.
I needed a moment to gather myself and splash some water on my makeup-smeared face. Would they think less of me to see my mask removed? To see the woman who put herself together so carefully every day in her natural state? That was the true test of whether they could handle me.
I didn’t really need the makeup, but it felt more like a security blanket. It was easy to hide behind it and use it to make me feel more desirable, much like wearing my sexy lingerie did. It got me the attention that I craved.
When I walked back into the bedroom, Caleb and Dom had slid beneath the covers, arms wrapped around each other, and were locked in a gentle kiss.
They broke apart to gaze at me, and warmth spread through my limbs at the look they gave me.
It wasn’t one of judgment, but one of adoration.
One that said that I was theirs and this was going to work. Or that we were at least going to try.
As they opened their arms and I snuggled into the small space between them, peace washed over me. Maybe this was okay.
Maybe everything would work out.