Chapter 53
Chapter Fifty-Three
JESSICA
I don’t know what I expected when I came off my contraceptive. I guess maybe I thought after six months of trying we’d fall pregnant.
And yet here I am cramping, having just got my period again.
Stripping out of my clothes, I step into the bath and allow myself to sink beneath the bubbles, only keeping my head out of the water.
I close my eyes and will the tears away, but it’s pointless.
What am I doing wrong?
I want to give Caleb and Noah this one thing, and I’m failing them at the first hurdle. I can’t help the myriad of emotions kicking my arse right now, or maybe it’s the fact my uterus currently feels like it’s being pulled through a meat grinder.
The way those two men smiled when I agreed to try would have knocked me off my feet if I had been standing. I’m beyond desperate and don’t want to let them down. Maybe it’s irrational, but I can’t help how I feel.
After everything Noah has been through with his cancer diagnosis and his treatment, I don’t want to wait. Life is too short, too unpredictable.
Deep down, I understand that not one body is the same, and I shouldn’t expect to just fall pregnant at the drop of a hat. But I have two men I’m sleeping with, I’d like to think that would give me double the chances.
But evidently not.
I close my eyes and quietly sob, feeling utterly useless. It’s probably my hormones that aren’t helping, and yet I can’t see reason.
“Sweet girl,” Noah says.
I sit up so fast water sloshes over the edge of the tub and I bring my palm to my chest.
“Noah,” I say breathlessly, I didn’t even hear him enter.
“What’s wrong?” he asks, crouching down beside the bath and gently gripping my jaw. “Why are you crying?”
I want to tell him that I’m not, that it’s water from the bath but the fact I can barely contain my sob is enough for me to be honest.
“I came on,” I reply, my voice catching.
His expression softens as he drops my jaw and begins taking his clothes off. Even though he’s still very self-conscious at times, he’s getting better about having his clothes off in front of us and showing his scar.
“What are you doing?” I ask.
“Joining you, what does it look like?”
My eyes go wide. “But I’m on my period,” I reply, my cheeks heating.
Noah cocks a brow. “Like that would stop me. If memory serves, Caleb and I have fucked you multiple times while you’ve been on. So bathing with you is no different.”
I want to argue that it is, but he’s already climbing in behind me.
“Scoot,” he says. I slide forward, making room for him to slip in behind me. He hisses as he lowers himself into the water, wincing at the scalding heat. His legs bracket my body before he pulls me back against his chest.
“Talk to me,” he says as he wraps his arms around me, resting his chin on my shoulder.
“I just don’t know. I’m upset Noah, I really wanted to give this to you and Caleb.”
“Jessica,” he says, reaching for my jaw and angling my face enough to make eye contact as he leans over my shoulder. “Firstly, it takes more than one person to make a baby. It’s not all on you. So please don’t get disheartened, we’ve only just begun, sweet girl.”
I sigh because, as much as I know he’s right, I also can’t help the intrusive thoughts.
“It’s the one thing I should be able to give you. I don’t want to let you down.”
He kisses the corner of my mouth. “You could never let us down, sweet girl.” He pulls back, holding my gaze. “It will all come good, you’ll see. You’re just putting way too much pressure on yourself.”
I nod. “I know, I’m sorry,” I reply, well aware it’s different for everyone.
His thumb wipes over my lips. “Just stop being so hard on yourself, okay.”
“He’s right, you know,” Caleb says, I glance over to see his arms crossed as he leans against the door frame.
I didn’t hear him come in, unlike Noah who appears unsurprised by his appearance.
“Of course I am,” Noah says, smiling down at me. “Besides, there’s definitely something fun in the act of trying,” he says with a wink, making my lower stomach pulse with need, because yes, yes there is.
Caleb pushes away from the door, a salacious grin on his face. “Yet another thing we can agree on, Noah.”He leans over and lowers his mouth to mine, ghostingmy lips with a kiss before kissing Noahover my shoulder.
“Do you have room for one more?” he asks as he begins to strip, knowing we do. Our main bath is massive. It’s why we had our main ensuite renovated before we moved from the town house.
“I’m on my period, does that not bother you?” I ask, my embarrassment evident.
He shrugs. “Nope,” he replies, popping the p and lowering his boxer briefs, my eyes level with his impressive erection.
I lick my lips at the sight of him climbing in front of me and siting down. He sucks air through his teeth.
“A warning would have been nice,” he says, looking at Noah.
I feel him shrug. “I think it’s a given, our girl does like it hot,” he says, impossible to ignore the double innuendo in his voice, and his impressive length pressing up against my lower back.
“That she does,” Caleb replies, leaning back and pulling my foot into his hand where he begins to massage it, his hands pure magic.
If it was anyone else, I’d likely kick them for even going near my feet, but something about Caleb and Noah, it’s just different. I mean, the most I can tolerate is a pedicure, but those are few and far between.
“Oh my God, that feels good.” I groan.
My groan turns into a breathy sigh as Noah’s hand slips beneath the water to the apex of my thighs, his fingers circling my clit.
“Please,” I whisper as his fingers tease my entrance.
“You want my fingers or my cock?” Noah asks against my ear.
I shiver because honestly, I’d take both. It’s as though my libido has kicked up a gear since coming off my contraceptive, even more so around my cycle and when I’m on. And Noah wasn’t wrong about what he said earlier, they both have taken me while I was on and without hesitation.
He pushes inside me with two fingers, the heat from the water only amplifying the sensations.
“Lift her up,” Caleb says. “I want to watch.”
Before I know what’s happening, my legs are resting on either side of the tub, my pussy on full display.
My skin is burning, something about this feels almost forbidden.
Noah returns to his ministrations. Finger-fucking me and bringing me right to the edge.
I whimper when he pulls them free.
“Go straddle Caleb, take what you need,” Noah says, lowering me back into the bath.
My breathing is ragged as I move to do as I’m told and lift myself up until I’m hovering over Caleb’s hard cock.
“That’s it, Jessica, now ride him.”
I gasp as Caleb takes my hips and pulls me down. But not harshly, no, torturously slow until I am completely seated onto him.
I throw my head back in pleasure before I peer over my shoulder at Noah, naked and on his knees behind me. A sight I do not take for granted, it’s not been easy for him.
In the aftermath of his mastectomy he’s struggled with his appearance, his masculinity, but that scar proves every single day how lucky we are to have him here with us.
His fist glides up and down his cock as I roll my hips, Caleb hitting me in the perfect spot.
“Fuck,” I say on a gasp.
Caleb’s fingers grip my chin, drawing my gaze back to his.
“You want me to make you come?”
I nod, licking my lips. “Yes, please,” I reply as he moves up into me.
Noah’s palm traces the length of my spine.
“Then ride me and take what you need. And then you’re going to turn around and let our husband fuck you up against me until you come again.”
A wanton moan escapes me.
I might be straddling Caleb, but he’s still very much in control.
There’s something so much more intimate about having sex with these men when I’m on my period.
“Then move little temptress, ride me, come all over my cock.”
I close my eyes and give into the overriding sensations of pleasure and need.
Ignoring the water sloshing over the side of the tub, or the fact I’m bleeding, all I can think about is my need to come and pulling Caleb over the edge with me.
Noah continues to touch me, whispering words of encouragement as I speed up, my orgasm right there.
“That’s it, our filthy little wife. Come, come all over his cock.”
Throwing my head back, I scream in pleasure as my release floods through me on a wave of euphoria, Caleb right along with me as he fucks up into me, filling me with his cum.
I barely have time to come down from my orgasm when I’m being spun around, Noah on his knees now in front of me. I wrap my legs around his waist as he moves to my entrance, sliding into me effortlessly.
I stare down, my tits jiggling with each intake of breath as Noah pumps in and out, every time he pulls out his cock is coated with my blood and Caleb’s cum.
“Fuck, that’s hot,” Caleb says, looking over my shoulder, before joining in, his thumb pressing down on my clit.
“Give us another one, little temptress, and make Noah come as well.”
I dig my heels into Noah’s back as he moves with more vigour. Caleb’s free hand moves to my nipple, pinching the stiff peak between his fingertips and I come hard, the sound getting caught in my throat as I drag Noah over with me. He explodes, filling me to the hilt.
Minutes later, I start to come back to my senses, the water beginning to cool when Noah reaches over and pulls out the plug.
We sit there as our breathing slows, the water beginning to drain. When it’s low enough, Caleb shifts behind me and Noah stands.
“Come on sweet girl,” he says, holding out his hand for me and tugging me to my feet, as he turns on the overhead jets.
Together they take care of me, loving me as they work in unison. Noah washes my hair, his fingers pressing into my scalp as Caleb slowly washes me.
And just like that, the two of them make everything seem more bearable.