Epilogue
Cassidy
One Year Later
I race upstairs, my hand covering my bottom as I run. It’s a rare occurrence for me to get up these stairs without Tom or Jack slapping my arse as I do so. I can feel Jack close on my heels, chasing me. His hand grazes my left calf and I shriek, increasing my pace. Loki, our border collie, barks from the bottom of the staircase, eager to join in with the chase. Jack’s hearty laugh follows me. My heart pounds, my breath coming out in fast pants.
“Run faster, Cass,” Jack taunts.
I reach the top of the stairs, but my brief hesitation while deciding which way to run fails me. Jack’s arms swing around me as he reaches the landing. He lifts me before swinging me into his arms. His grin is infectious and a giggle bubbles from my lips as he leans down to kiss me.
“Caught ya,” he declares. “Now, what should I do with you?” He pretends to give it some thought.
“You could let me go again,” I suggest with a smirk on my lips.
“Where would the fun be in that?”
“You could chase me again. I like it.”
He chuckles his response. “I figured that. No doubt if I touched you right now, your pussy would be soaking.” He raises an eyebrow.
I squirm, a blush creeping up my cheeks. He keeps a tight hold on me so I can’t escape and heads down the hallway towards our bedroom.
“Knock knock,” he shouts as both of his hands are full of me.
“Come in,” Tom drawls from the other side. I shiver at the deep tone of his voice. That tone usually means he has plans for me. Or for Jack. Or sometimes both of us.
Jack shoulders the door open and steps inside the large room, where our Alaskan King bed takes pride of place in the centre. It’s a nightmare changing the sheets with each side of the bed having its own postal code, but I have two strapping men to help me, thankfully. And we need the space with the three of us sharing. Sometimes Loki sneaks on, too. Tom was adamant that no dogs would be allowed on the furniture, but Loki only ever comes up after Tom gets home from a late shift. So how does that rule work, Mr Mitchell?
Tom steps out from the en suite bathroom, buck naked. He places his hands on his hips, tilting his head to the side as he takes in the sight of me cradled in Jack’s arms.
“I heard you scream, Mac. Everything okay?”
“Uh… yes. Jack was chasing me up the stairs.”
“And you don’t like that?” His tone is firm and his gaze challenging. An eyebrow lifts.
I heave a sigh. “I do like it, but I can’t help screaming when he grabs my leg.”
“One of these days we’re going to take you to the woods, give you a head start, and chase you.” Tom’s eyes bore into mine. My earlier blush intensifies. “Would you like that, Cassidy?”
“Uh-huh.” I nod, picturing the scene. “I might need to get some training. You’re both too fast for me.”
“I can do some speed training with you if you like,” Jack offers with a grin.
“Maybe.” I wiggle, and he takes the hint, allowing me to lower to the ground. He keeps a tight hold of me, so I have to slide down the front of his body. When my feet touch the ground, my front is plastered to Jack. Tom steps up, pressing into me from behind.
“This is close,” I comment. It’s clear there’s some kind of plan in place as the men exchange a look, having some kind of internal conversation. “Am I going to be let into whatever you two have planned?”
“No, it’s a surprise,” Tom whispers in my ear before biting on my lobe hard. A squeak escapes me. I know I’m in trouble when he’s in a bitey mood. My pussy clenches at the thought. I do love being in trouble.
I lean my head back to his chest and am rewarded with a kiss on the crown of my head.
“Let’s get you two naked,” he suggests as he tugs my baggy t-shirt over my head.
Jack takes a slight step back and pulls his own t-shirt over his head. I drink in the sight of his cut chest, never tiring of it. Tom’s hands slide around my waist to unbutton my jeans. He shoves them down my thighs, kneeling behind me to ease them from my legs.
I bite my lip, eagerly awaiting his response when he spots my own surprise. He kisses the backs of my thighs and tugs on the side of my panties, drawing them down slowly. Jack’s shucking off the grey sweatpants he’s wearing and I’m not surprised to note his lack of underwear.
I hear Tom’s indrawn breath, and a saucy smile spreads over my lips. Jack tilts his head to the side, a questioning look on his face.
“Looks like you have your own plans, Mac,” Tom says. He tugs on the pink ring flaring out from my rear. “What’s this?”
“You know what it is.” I roll my eyes, brave when he can’t see.
“She just rolled her eyes,” Jack drawls. My mouth opens on a gasp.
“You little bitch,” I declare. He shrugs with a grin spreading across his face.
“Here I was, thinking we’d need to take this slow and warm you up. But clearly you’ve been getting yourself ready for hours.” The air behind me shifts as Tom climbs back to his feet and spins me around to face him.
I stare up at him, trying to gauge his mood. “Was it a good surprise or a bad one?” I ask him. And then add, “sir?” in an attempt to butter him up.
He smirks at the honorific. “It’s a delightful one, my love.”
I feel another tug on the butt plug as Jack explores Tom’s recent find. “Cheeky, Cass. How did you know what we had planned for you?”
“It’s the first day off we’ve all had for weeks. I wanted to make it special.”
“Nothing more special than being pounded in the arse and the pussy at the same time,” Jack states with a rumble. I clench my thighs together, feeling the dampness between them. I’m eager for his suggestion after imagining that very thing as I planned this day.
“No time to be wasting. Get over to the bed, Mac.” Tom slaps my rump to get me moving. I clench as the slap jiggles the plug.
“I’m gonna shut the door. Let’s not have a repeat of the last time we were doing this. When Loki tried to join in with the bouncy cuddles,” Jack says as he walks over to the door to close it.
“Who do you want where?” Tom asks. He’s followed me to the bed. I’m standing to the side and his fingers brush a tendril of hair behind my ear.
“I don’t mind. Which way did you guys plan it?” I ask, breathlessly.
“Jack wants your arse. How does that sound?”
“Sounds great, as long as I get you at the same time.” I lean forward, brushing a kiss to the tip of his nose, adding another. “Sir.” His lips tilt up at each end. It brings me so much happiness to get him to smile. And Jack too.
I feel like the luckiest woman alive. I get to live with these incredible men who support me and encourage me and lift me up, sometimes literally. I’m never short on affection or laughter or orgasms.
We’ve found our groove over the last year. We discovered this house after the New York trip last year, moving in just after Christmas. Loki joined our family, making us a foursome in the summer, bringing us even more joy. These days, I love nothing more than a slow, leisurely start with my men in our giant bed, followed by a hearty breakfast and then walking it off with the dog and Jack and Tom. In just a few weeks, we will be celebrating our first Christmas in our house. I can’t wait. And fully intend to cook up some extra surprises for my boys.
“Climb onto the bed, love.” Tom’s coaxing voice pulls me away from my reverie. I do as he says, climbing onto the bed and crawling into the middle. Jack gets on from the other side, meeting me in the middle with a kiss. Tom’s hand sweeps over my backside, causing me to shiver in anticipation. “Turn round, Cassidy. You’re going to suck my cock while Jack licks your cunt.”
Jack lays down on the bed, face up and pats his chin. “Come, take a seat.”
I straddle his head, lowering myself down, gasping when his tongue plunges inside me. I stare down in awe at how quickly Jack’s absorbed in my pussy.
“Eyes on me,” Tom demands, making his way up the bed. He kneels in front of me, his hardening cock pointing in my direction. “You’re going to have to bend over to reach me.” He places a hand on my shoulder, pulling me towards him. His other hand grips his cock at the root, lining himself up with my mouth.
I suck him in as deep as I can from this position, letting out a low groan at the sensation of Jack eating me out while my mouth is full of Tom. We find a rhythm together and it’s not long before my pussy clenches, an orgasm on the horizon.
I reluctantly ease back from Tom’s cock as he presses me away.
“You suck my cock so well. You’ve earned your orgasm, Mac.”
He seldom comes in my mouth, preferring to use it as a warm-up before fucking me. But I love taking him by surprise and giving him a wake up call. Just awakened Tom is much more pliable and easily seduced than the Tom currently before me.
He moves his hand down to tug at the butt plug while Jack feasts on my pussy. He laps at me, swirling his tongue around my engorged clit. The pressure builds and I splinter apart, coming all over Jack’s face.
Tom helps me move away from Jack, my legs still trembling from coming. I watch as he reaches down, shoving his tongue into Jack’s mouth. I bite my lip as I watch them kiss. This never gets old. Watching these two together is still my biggest turn-on.
“Hmmm, delicious. She tastes so good all over your mouth,” Tom murmurs as he pulls away from Jack. Jack’s hand comes up and smoothes down Tom’s fully tatted arm. “Ready?” Tom asks Jack, brow raised.
“Sure am,” Jack replies, reaching over to grab the pump bottle of lube from the bedside table. He pumps two squirts onto his palm and slicks up his hard cock.
“I’m going to lay down, Cassidy. I want you to straddle me. Once I’m inside you, Jack will ease in.”
I give a nod, not unfamiliar with this process, but still grateful to Tom for talking me through it and making sure I’m comfortable. He positions himself up near the headboard so he’s half sitting, his legs spread wide.
I straddle him, lifting my hips so he can notch his cock inside me. We groan simultaneously as he pushes all the way in, filling me to the hilt. I use my hands to lean on his chest, bending to kiss his lips. He slides in and out of me and my eyes close, savouring the sensation. When his hands settle on my hips, he continues to kiss me and I’m aware of Jack kneeling between Tom’s spread legs, settling behind me.
One of Jack’s hands covers Tom’s on my hip and my eyes spring open as Jack pulls the buttplug from me, making space for him. It hits the floor beside the bed with a thud. His lube slicked fingers probe me, pushing inside and stretching me further, ready to accommodate him.
Tom and I are no longer kissing, but I’m poised above him, our gazes fixed on each other. He gives a gentle smile of encouragement, followed by his signature wink.
Jack’s fingers pull out and I feel the head of his slick cock prodding at my entrance. The first time we did this, I didn’t think it would work, but the guys eased me into it and it’s now one of my favourite things to do.
I feel safe, wedged between them.
I feel desired, with each of them filling me up.
And I feel loved when they both take such good care of me.
“Easy, Cass,” Jack whispers as he slowly pushes inside me. I draw in a deep breath, trying to loosen my limbs and relax as he breaches me. There’s the usual stinging sensation as the thickest part of Jack’s hard cock enters me. I know to push past that feeling. It only gets better from there. Then he’s easing deeper into me and I sigh, feeling more full than I ever thought possible.
Tom tips his chin, pressing a kiss to my lips. “Okay?” he asks, both guys still until I give them a sign I’m ready for more.
I wait a moment, closing my eyes as a wave of gratitude closes over me.
“Your arse is so. Fucking. Tight.” Jack moans, causing me to laugh. Here I am, feeling a wave of love and he’s desperate to fuck me. Nothing ever changes.
“I’m good,” I tell them both. Jack pulls back before pushing back in and works up to a slow rhythm. Tom joins in and they take turns in pushing inside me. I let go of everything. There are no thoughts. Only being here, in this moment, with the two of them.
Tom brushes his thumb against my swollen clit and I groan. “I want you to come, Mac. Can you do that for me?” he rasps. His other hand, still gripping my hip tightens as Jack’s pace increases. “No one else is coming until you get yours.”
I nod and let Tom and Jack fuck me into oblivion. Tom’s thumb on my clit, my pussy full of him and Jack pumping in and out of my arse. I scream in pleasure when the orgasm hits and my whole body quivers. My pussy clenching drags a moan from Tom, and he rocks his hips as he works to his own orgasm. His cum floods my pussy in a rush. Jack groans, pumping his hips faster and harder. I can do nothing but stay still as he loses himself inside me, spilling his seed deep within me.
We collapse in a heap, rasping for air. I snuggle into Tom’s chest, desperate to be close, despite our heated, sweat soaked bodies. Jack eases from me, reaching over and leaving a trail of kisses up my spine.
“That was awesome,” he drawls. He lays beside us, tugging me off of Tom and into the middle, all of our limbs tangling together as we come down from the high. “Love you, Cass.” He kisses my shoulder before reaching over and clasping Tom’s chin in his hand. “And I love you too.”
Tom’s eyes light up. He pulls the bed covers up over our naked bodies, clearly ready for a snuggle.
Once Jack decided he was in this relationship and in love with us, everything felt better. Tom has opened up over the last year, delighted with the love and affection Jack and I give him on the regular. And Jack is still a brat but also the most affectionate of all of us. It’s often him that seeks out me or Tom for a cuddle. Each night, before I fall asleep, it’s his lips brushing my shoulder or my forehead with a loving kiss.
It doesn’t get any better than this.
A bark comes from outside the bedroom door.
“Time’s up, guys. Loki needs some attention,” I chuckle.
It’s Tom who lets the dog in with a sheepish grin on his face. He pats the end of the bed for the dog to jump up.
A Note from Kenzie:
Thank you so much for reading The Best Number. I really hope you liked Cass, Jack and Tom’s story.