Chapter 13 Eden
Eden
Eden
She loved that Benson called her angel, because she always felt like she was in heaven.
And with Liam loving on her, too? Who do I even start kissing?
They finally had a weekend to spend together again, and Eden was beside herself with excitement.
(But only after chastising Benson for not telling her about his sister, who had a good prognosis after her accident.) After dinner in a fancy French restaurant that allowed them to have their own enclosed booth away from prying eyes, they planned to hit up a local lounge that specialized in fancy cocktails.
It was Liam and Benson’s idea, and for good reason. They wanted privacy to tell Eden something very important: namely, that they were tentatively getting back together, and wanted her to be their third.
To Eden, this was obvious. I’ll refrain from telling them that they’re clearly meant to be together. That might be too much, especially for Benson, who could be chuffed about his life one minute and absolutely torn apart the next. As Liam would say… silly bastard.
One thing that they heavily implied without directly saying it was that they had hooked up – more than once – recently. Eden made sure that her wrinkled nose and furrowed brows were on full display as she sat between them in the circular booth.
“What?” Benson asked.
“Mm, I bet she’s into two guys getting it on,” Liam added.
“Duh!” Eden touched her hair, which she had worn up in an intricate bun for a change. The clasp was a bit heavy, and the way her hair pulled at her scalp was kinda uncomfortable, but she had a feeling she’d forget it later. “Invite me next time.”
“That’s the only problem with having a woman between us, love,” Liam said. “Very distracting from the other guy.”
“Are you telling me that my body is distracting you from this guy?”
“Duh!”
While Eden and Liam laughed, Benson sat on his side of the booth, perplexed.
“I think it’s great that you two are giving it a go again,” Eden sweetly said, nudging Benson beside her. “And I think it’s doubly great that my pussy could bring you two together.”
“It’s a bit more complicated than that…”
Eden leaned away from him and shielded her mouth as she whispered toward Liam, “Who’s the top?”
He likewise pretended to cover his mouth, but they both knew Benson heard them. “He likes to think he is.”
“Oooh,” Eden purred, still teasing Benson as he pretended to be more enthralled with his phone. “I like a man who can ‘switch’ it up.”
“I’m coming over there.” Benson pointed to Liam. “And killing you.”
“Like to see you try, big boy.”
The fact that Benson blushed but was all bluster only made it more fun.
He likes it. Benson had to be dragged out of his shell, his comfort zone, like Eden had to be dragged out of her small box that dictated what was healthy sex.
Liam had always been the most well-adjusted of the three of them, and Eden took full advantage of that as she rubbed his thigh under the table and quipped about them spinning the wine bottle to see who she blew through dinner first.
Obviously, she was not doing that in public, but the look on Benson’s face was worth it.
The jokes only continued at the lounge, where they shared a couch in the corner and had one fancy cocktail each.
Eden tried both of her boyfriends’, but the point wasn’t to expand her liquor horizons – it was to be seen in public with the two men who couldn’t keep their hands off her.
The only reason they hadn’t hit up The Dark Hour was because Benson said he wasn’t ready for that yet.
This is way more public, dude. Eden didn’t mind.
Her goal was to get Benson laughing before they left, and it happened when she told them about a Butterfly who needed the words “town pony” explained to her when it came up during orientation.
“It was the first time in my life we all just blasely said those kinds of things,” she exclaimed after hitting the bottom of her cocktail. “I literally said the word bukkake in front of strangers, and nothing! Nobody laughed, giggled, or blushed! It was sooo surreal.”
“You’re gonna have to explain that one to me, love,” Liam said behind her. “I’ve never heard of this one before.”
“Oh, uh-huh!”
They got just handsy enough that Liam declared it was time to go before they got kicked out for PDA.
Apparently, they had already agreed to go over to his place that night, and while Eden expressed curiosity – after all, Benson’s place was closer – Liam told her on the way out that Drew was back in town and they wanted to avoid an awkward, unannounced drop-by.
“A little more than awkward!” she exclaimed. “That’s his daughter!”
They piled into Liam’s car, since he was the only one who drove that night. And, indeed, Eden realized that he had the least amount of alcohol of them all that night, and that she had drunk most of his cocktail.
She didn’t want to be left alone in the backseat, so Benson joined her, and Liam told them to mind their manners in his car as he pulled away from the parking garage.
Naturally, that meant Eden made out with Benson the whole way back to Liam’s place, her hand down his pants and his tongue down her throat.
“We’re gonna tear you apart, angel,” he muttered in her ear, much to her whimpering delight. “I want you screaming all night.”
“Hey! You two are seriously distracting me from driving!” Liam was stopped at a red light as he glanced at them in the rearview mirror. “If we crash, it’s on your heads.”
Just for that, Eden unzipped Benson’s pants and lowered her head in his lap. “I don’t think she heard you,” Benson said as their girlfriend pulled out his cock. “Hey, let’s make a bet.”
“What?”
Benson didn’t miss a beat, even though Eden’s mouth was already all over him. “Get us home before she makes me come.”
“Or what? Hold it in!”
The light turned green, and Liam stepped on the gas a little too hard. “Or I’m going to fuck every hole of hers before you have the chance.”
“Good thing you have a few yourself, huh!”
“And what are you gonna do with them?” Benson’s hand was in her hair, holding Eden’s head in his lap as she took her time adjusting to the awkward position. “Help yourself?”
Eden had no idea how Liam silently responded since she couldn’t see him, but it made Benson groan and lift his cock up into her mouth.
“It’s my car.” The very same car made a hard right turn. “It’s my place. My bed.” Eden almost slipped off the backseat she had so doggedly kept beneath her knee. “My cunt I’m gonna fuck first.”
“Yeah, well, don’t speed! That’s the rule!”
Much to Benson’s chagrin, Liam got them back to his place before anyone had the chance to climax in the car.
He slammed the driver's side door shut and opened the backseat, pulling on Eden’s hips to disengage her mouth from Benson’s lap.
“Come on, you sluts,” he said to them both. “You’ve both gotten me hard.”
Sure enough, they didn’t make it past Liam’s living room, where he neither turned on the lights nor closed the blinds to the river.
Benson only removed his shoes and jacket before plopping down on Liam’s living room chaise sectional and pulling Eden down with him.
They fervently kissed, Eden taking a quick break to free her breasts from the top of her dress, before she made her way back down.
With her bent legs on the end of the chaise, she unearthed Benson’s hard cock again and resumed her mission from the car.
“Good thinking, love.” Liam was behind her, his own clothes rustling as Eden gave herself over to licking every inch of Benson’s cock. “You remembered the deal.”
“What deal?” Benson asked.
Liam lifted Eden’s skirt. Now that it was warm enough to go without tights, he must have been pleased to see that she only wore a thong beneath her dress.
“Your cute little bet.” He pulled aside her thong and began rubbing her slit.
Eden groaned so hard that she almost choked on Benson’s cock.
Worth it. “I won. I get to fuck whatever I want first.”
“I’d tell you not to bet me about who finishes first,” Benson said, completely relaxed into the couch, “but I’ve been getting attention for fifteen minutes, and you get her tight pussy first.”
Eden had to lift her head as Liam’s fingers entered her from behind. “You guys are killing me,” she admitted, two of her boyfriend’s fingers fucking her. “I’m right here.”
“Yeah, and you’re getting it from both sides.”
“What’s the problem?”
Was this what they were like when things were good between them?
Liam’s banter was as caustic as his dirty talk when he really got into it, and Benson took it so well that he was almost like another person.
Yet Eden completely gave herself over, welcoming Liam’s fingers into her pussy as she welcomed Benson’s cock into her mouth once more.
“That’s right,” Liam said, his voice husky enough to send her to the moon. “Get wet all over my hand.”
“Yeah, he needs to warm you up for me,” Benson said.
“Says the man who is going to bust before I even touch him.”
“Hey, now I don’t want to come. But who knows? Her mouth is so fucking good. I’m like all the way down her throat.”
“That’s right, she is.” Liam loomed over her, his cock lined up with her entrance and his hands on her breasts as she concentrated on breathing as her throat remained relaxed and her tongue bathed one of the men she loved.
“Do me a favor,” he whispered in Eden’s ear. “Make him rabid while I fuck you.”
Eden braced her hands on Benson’s thighs. Then Liam’s cock pressed against her entrance, quite insistent that it get inside her as quickly as possible.
He didn’t wait. He thrust inside her with a single strike that buried him to the hilt.
Eden’s moan was muffled by Benson’s cock, but was still loud enough for them both to hear.
Liam’s grip on her hips tightened, holding her still for a second as he savored the feeling before utterly using her the way she liked.