Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 43536 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 218(@200wpm)___ 174(@250wpm)___ 145(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 43536 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 218(@200wpm)___ 174(@250wpm)___ 145(@300wpm)
“That’s not as much as he deserves,” Leo said.
“But she’s spared having to go through a trial,” Rafe argued, “and that’s worth a lot.”
“I’m with Rafe on this one,” I said. “I wasn’t looking forward to facing him in the courtroom and having to go over everything again. Now I feel like I can start trying to put this behind me. Even my counselor said that it would be a big step for me once I realized I was free of him, that I didn’t have to look over my shoulder everywhere I went.”
“You’re safe,” Rafe said.
I nodded. “Listen, before all this—shit—happened, I had talked with Leo. I don’t know if you two have discussed this, but I need to say it. I’m in love with you, with both of you. I would never do anything to hurt you or to damage your friendship with each other. I want to be with both of you. If that’s something you’re okay with. I don’t mean the open relationship thing—that felt awkward to me, like someone was always trying to be polite and give the other two space—I want us all to be together.”
I blurted it out super fast in one nervous run-on sentence. I bit my lip and waited, palms sweating. It was too much to hope for, that they would agree to it. It seemed conceited to even ask it of them, to expect them both to consider it. I watched them look at each other briefly.
“So, um, is now a good time for you?” Leo asked, grinning.
“What?”
“Instead of having a long talk about it, why don’t we just give it a try?” Rafe suggested. “It’s different, but I, for one, think you’re worth it.”
“Dude, it’s not that unusual. It’s called a polyamorous lifestyle. Don’t you read Cosmo?”
“No. I’m a man.”
“So am I. We have a subscription at the station, along with Men’s Health and Forbes and a bunch of other shit. We’re well rounded. Educate yourself,” Leo said.
I laughed. The tension was defused. Smiling, I stood, held out both my hands.
“You both saved me, a hundred times over. I can never thank you enough,” I said fervently, tears stinging my eyes. “I love you both so much.”
“I love you too,” Rafe said, kissing my temple.
I leaned my head against his shoulder. Leo lifted my other hand to his lips and kissed my knuckles softly. “I love you, Lexi,” he said. I nodded, too overcome by emotion to speak.
I felt Leo’s arm go around my waist. He scooped me up, carried me in to Rafe’s big bed.
“I told you we’d lock the door and make our own rules. Here we are. The three of us,” he said.
“We’re all yours, Lexi,” Rafe said.
I went to him and wound my arms around his neck, my face tipped up to meet his eyes. He was tall, bulky, every inch of him a man. I stood on tiptoe to press a kiss to his jaw. I felt Leo come up behind me, his hands on my hips, drawing me back against him. I reached behind me with one arm, draping my arm back around his neck. Rafe bent and slanted his mouth over mine. I shivered as his tongue breached my lips. Leo’s arm snaked across my belly, his hand sliding down until the heat of his palm cupped my pussy. I moved against him almost involuntarily. It felt so good, the warmth and pressure of his hand while Rafe’s tongue moved in my mouth, tasting me.
The kiss was tender and deep, and Rafe cupped my face in his hands. We made our way, stumbling, to the bed. I was between them, my two men holding and kissing me. Leo kissed my neck while Rafe continued to take my lips with his own. I hummed a little as Leo wrapped his free arm around my waist, still cupping the hot place between my legs that grew more drenched by the minute. I finally broke the kiss, dizzy and breathless, and started pulling at Rafe’s shirt. Leo took off his own shirt, and I turned to unfasten his pants while Rafe muttered about how I was wearing too many clothes. I knelt so he could pull down my shorts and panties while I watched Leo shuck off his track pants.
I was completely naked in the midday sun slicing across the bed between the blinds over the window. I saw the way shadows spiked across Rafe’s bare chest, along Leo’s face and neck. Instead of asking what was next, wondering how not to make it awkward, I just let it happen. There were some things that came naturally, and even though it would seem like threesomes would be tricky with lots of pauses and elbowing someone in the face by accident, it wasn’t like that in the moment. There were these two men I knew better than anyone in the world, men I felt close to and understood by. I was touching them in ways I’d wanted to since the days we met. Instead of feeling rushed, feeling slightly guilty for leaving someone out, I felt complete, whole in a new, beautiful way. I felt myself smiling. I turned so I could sling an arm over both of them and pull them to me for a hug.