Love, and loyalty, inclusion and caring. That was most definitely how Kendalls did things.
Chapter 22
“I really enjoyed dinner.” Jacqui turned and faced Will and Norm. They’d just returned from the New House. The family dinner, coming as it had on the heels of her emotional epiphany earlier, had helped to soothe and calm her.
“I’m glad you accepted the invitation for us,” Will said. “Yes, I know you knew I was going to decline when Aunt Samantha issued it. And that would have been selfish of me.”
“And here I was going to say that accepting had been selfish of me. After what happened earlier, it just suddenly seemed the thing to do—experience the kind of warmth and humor I knew would be served along with the chicken and dumplins.”
They’d returned from the clinic, showered, and then napped. Both of her men had known she needed time—time to process all that had happened over the last few weeks. The way they’d cuddled her close as they’d slept had, she was pretty sure, begun the healing process. A raucous family dinner had helped, too.
Ultimately, true healing would take months, if not years. It was a process that would require attention from time to time, but it was time itself that would provide the lion’s share of the healing balm.
But there was one more thing she needed right now, and it was right here in front of her.
“I love you both so much. I maybe don’t tell you that the way I should, as often as I should. I spent a lot of years keeping my emotions on a short leash. Saying the words now, fills me with such joy and optimism, so I’ll say them again. I love you, William Kendall. I love you, Norman Kendall. With all my heart, I love you both.”
The looks in their eyes told her how much her words mattered to them. She had something she wanted to ask of them—but they glanced at each other, and then they both dropped to one knee.
Jacqui’s heart raced, her blood thickened, and her eyes misted.
Will took her right hand in his, brought it to his lips, and kissed it. “Jacqui Bethune, I knew the moment I laid eyes on you, that you were going to be work.”
Jacqui burst out laughing, and immediately felt settled.
“I also knew,” he continued, “that you were the woman I was meant to spend the rest of my life with. I think there’s a lot of my paternal grandfathers in me, because while I knew the story of Lusty from the time I was a kid, I never knew that here was where I belonged. Not until I met you, and knew I also belonged with you. I love you, Jacqui, will you marry me?”
“Sweetheart.” Norm took her left hand and kissed it. “This is the happiest moment of my life, because it’s the moment I can see my future—and it’s right here, with you and Will, building a life. I love you so much, I can’t imagine a day without you in my life and in my heart. Jacqui Bethune, will you marry me?”
Jacqui had a complete girly moment, taking in the love and hope she could see in their eyes. These two worldly, handsome men wanted to marry her. This was a moment she needed to remember for all time.
“Yes.” She inhaled, the action just a bit stuttered as her eyes filled with tears and her heart filled with love. “Yes, I want to marry you both so much.”
Norm literally sprang to his fee, laughed, and then picked her up in his arms. He held her up and spun her around, his expression as well as his action encouraging her to feel the joy.
I will feel the joy for the rest of my life every time I look into either of my husbands’ eyes.
He set her on her feet and covered her mouth with his. Norm’s flavor fueled her hunger for more. She slid her hands up his chest, then around his neck. She held him as if she would never let him go, and drank him deep.
When he raised his head, they moved together as he turned her, and she released him only to latch on to Will.
The fierce light of love and possession made William’s deeper blue eyes sparkle. He kissed her, his lips and tongue claiming her, his passion a visceral presence between them. His heat and his strength seduced her, calling for her immediate surrender.
There was nothing she wanted more in life, than to surrender to these two men for the rest of her life.
“I need you both. Now, together, inside me. I need to feel connected to you both at the same time.”
“One heart, one soul, one being?” Norm caressed her cheek.
How had she ever been so lucky as to find two men who understood her, two such different men who met, together, every one of her emotional needs?
“Yes. I want us to be one.”
“Whatever you want, whatever you need.” Will lifted her in his arms. “That’s what we’re going to give you.”
Held so firmly in his arms as he took the stairs, Jacqui felt her arousal stir as her nipples tightened and she dampened her panties.
The urge to tease rose up, giving her the perfect opportunity to be daring. “I’m probably going to need a spanking every now and then.”
“Of that, my dear wife, I have no doubt. Like I said, we’ll negotiate.”
Wife. Hearing him call her that did incredible things to her heart. It really wasn’t precipitous, because in spirit, in all the ways that mattered, these two men were her husbands already and yes, she was their wife.
Will eased her down his body until her feet rested on the floor. Norm moved in, bracing her back and sliding his hands around her from behind and anchoring her.
Will reached for the buttons that decorated her favorite silk blouse. One by one he slipped the pearls from their buttonholes. As soon as the last one was free, Norm eased the top out of the waistband of her slacks, and removed the garment form her body.
“You have such a sexy body.” Will ran his finger across the top of her bra, smoothing the lace against her flesh. “Very pretty bra, but it has to go.”
She felt the hooks let go, and then Will pulled the scrap of lacy silk from her body. She felt Norm looking down over her shoulder, just as she watched Will lower his gaze. She knew what they were seeing because her nipples had puckered in anticipated pleasure.
Will cupped her left breast while Norm plucked the nipple on her right. “Will you nurse our babies, sugar plum? You need to know, there’s a part of me that hungers to see your belly swelled, and then a tiny mouth suckling here.”
“I want your children. I want at least one from each of you.”
“The Kendalls tend to large families,” Norm said. He kissed her ear, and then ran his tongue along the shell of it. Jacqui shivered as arousal became an electric current, ramping up her desire.
“Good.” Never before had the idea of becoming pregnant gotten her horny. It’s because I love them. And love, once born, needs to grow and multiply.
Will reached for the button on her pants. Opened and unzipped, the clothing began to fall. It was helped along by her lover in front of her, a man who fixed his very hungry gaze on her pussy.
“I can’t wait, I need to drink.”
Jacqui cried out, the pleasure sharp as Will, hunkered down before her, brought his lips to her wet, feminine folds. Norm cupped her breasts as Will held her hips and lapped and suckled every bit of her slit. The incredible heat and longing his intimate kiss created spread through her body, stripping away the veneer of civilization. She fisted her hand in his hair and moaned at the same time she ground her cunt in his face.
Her lovers had turned her into a slavering beast, craving this very earthy indulgence. Every time one of them ate her, it only made her want more and still, more.
Will growled and the vibration of that sound against her clit made her whimper. He growled a second time, this time lifting his face from her and quickly stripping the remaining clothing from her body. Then Norm released her as Will surged up her body, lifted her, and laid her on the bed.
He spread her legs wide and knelt between them.
She’d never been so exposed, so vulnerable, and yet so perfectly safe. “Ours.” He looked at her wet pussy and then met her gaze. “Only ours.”
“Yes, only yours
.” If she lost them tomorrow there would never be another, not for the whole of the rest of her life.
And yet she sensed, as Will rose to his feet and yanked the clothes from his body, that they would have decades of love, decades of life between them.
He returned to her, slid his hands beneath her bottom, and moved her further up onto the bed. And then he lay down between her splayed thighs, and blew a soft breath over her slit. She felt the way her pussy responded and the way her pelvic floor muscles clenched as if he was already inside her.
Then he put his mouth on her once more, and this time he turned voracious.
Jacqui cried out as the wonder of his loving sent her arousal into a sharp climb. She arched her back, tiny sounds of need throbbing from her throat. Then Norm was beside her, as naked as his cousin. Turning her head toward him, he kissed her. She sucked his tongue, swallowed his taste, and reached down for his cock.
Jacqui’s elemental woman arose. One hand fisted in William’s hair as he continued to lick, suck and nibble her pussy and the other wrapped around Norm’s cock as his mouth made love to hers, Jacqui’s feminine powers swelled.
She’d surrendered, but was the one with the power, and that knowledge freed her.
Norm lifted his mouth. “I need you to suck my cock, woman.” His demand was nothing more than what she needed, and she had her mouth open wide before he’d finished moving. Then she sucked him in, and lost herself in the wet and the heat, in the suction and the friction, and in the act of giving and receiving love.
“You taste so good, Jacqui.” Will’s words vibrated against her, and she shivered, and sucked Norm’s cock deeper and stronger.
“Mmm, baby, yes. Just like that. You have such a great mouth.”
Norm’s words came between clenched teeth, and she sensed he was holding on to his orgasm.
“Come for me, Jacqui.” William placed tiny kisses all around her pussy, and on her thighs. “Come for me, and then we’ll give you what you asked of us.”
He returned his mouth to her, using his tongue to swirl and delve. She felt fingers stroke, fingers plunge, and his lips closed over her clit.
The power of the orgasm pulled her mouth from Norm’s cock as a strangled scream of pleasure and triumph emerged from her soul. Her body bowed and her legs tensed as pulse after pulse of rapture shot out of her. Higher and higher, she was being flung far into space, beyond any point she’d ever reached, and nothing mattered but the shattering pleasure that drenched her.
She’d barely floated down when she was lifted and turned, and then found herself lying on top of Norm. His hot, hard cock nestled between her folds and his cockhead cozied up to her clit.
“Fuck me now, sweetheart. I want to feel your hot wet…oh, yes, just like that.”
Jacqui’s arousal had just burst into flame again, and she wasted no time gaining her knees and doing exactly what her husband demanded of her.
The bed dipped, and one hand pressed on her back as another sought out the tiny pucker between her ass cheeks.
The sensation of the lube told her anus that excitement neared. Thrilled, needy, Jacqui pushed her hips back, pressing against the fingers that spread the lube, and then began to spread her.
“So hot and tight. Let go, now, Jacqui. This first time, let us be in charge.”
“Fuck me, Will. Please, fuck my ass.” She wanted them both, needed them both in a way she was only just beginning to understand.
She needed both men to be whole.
She needed both men inside her body to feel well and truly claimed, well and truly theirs.
“Don’t worry, I will. It’s going to hurt. Tell me to stop, and I will.”
She nodded even as she determined she would never ask. In a way she couldn’t completely articulate, she needed the pain, too—a fitting price to pay for the gift of two hearts to love, two men to honor.
Will moved and she felt the pressure of his latex-covered cock against her anus. He pushed, and her sphincter began to open. His hands gripped her hips, and as Norm caressed her back and made soothing sounds, the heat of Will’s entry changed from a burn to a pain that hurt…and fed her arousal.
“Oh, baby.” His cock slid in to the hilt and Jacqui had never imagined feeling so full, so utterly claimed by the men who loved her.
She didn’t know the sound she made just then, but judging by the way both cocks flexed inside her, her men heard it and understood it.
Will began to move, drawing his cock out, the friction of the latex arousing the nerve endings that seemed so many and so sensitive ringing her rosette. He plunged home again, and Jacqui moaned and shivered. He did it again, and then again, and a new, bold kind of heat began to build in her. This was a heat that connected all her erogenous zones, made them one, and made them desperate for more.
Then Norm began to push up with each stroke his cousin withdrew, and Jacqui felt every bit of strength leave her body. The arousal took over, consumed, and exploded into a conflagration born of love and pleasure and need and greed. Jacqui’s scream tore from her, a scream as elementally female as if they were living at the dawn of time. And the joy, and the fire that burned within her, made her new and whole and perfect.
She felt the men who were hers stiffen, heard their shouts of triumph, and knew that from this time, forward, they were truly one.
She thought she must have dozed—or passed out—because she didn’t feel William withdraw from her. She became aware of him as he bent over her, gently cleaning her with a soft, warm cloth. Then Norm held her as he turned, easing them onto their sides facing each other.
“Are you all right, sweetheart?”
“We’re going to kill each other.” Jacqui had never thought sex could be so big, so…everything.
It’s not sex, it’s love.
Yes, it was love, and she’d never confuse the two again.
Norm chuckled and kissed the top of her head. Then Will returned to the bed and she was in the very best spot on the planet—sandwiched between the men she loved.
“Would it be too much of a cliché if I responded to that comment by saying, ‘what a way to go’”? Norm asked.
Jacqui smiled against his chest. “Naw. It might be hokey but you know, it’s so us.”
“It is,” Will agreed. “Are you all right?”
She knew what he was asking. Of course, she did. “I’m a bit sore. But the small discomfort is worth it.”
She turned onto her back, and her men moved, so that they were both looking down at her. She needed to say something to them, right off the bat. “I moved here to be near Holly, because as far as I was concerned at that point in my life, she was my family. But now, you’re my family. My home is with you, wherever you want to go.”
She knew they had a very successful business in New York. Yes, they’d come here to get away from it, but she’d never believed that change was going to be permanent.
“Well now, that’s good to know,” Will said. “Because Norm and I were kind of thinking that we’d like to stay right here in Lusty.”
“You were?”
“Yes, ma’am,” Norm said. “We’ve had an offer for the movie, television, and music side of Kendall Consultants.”
“That’s great! But…what would you do? You’re both too industrious to retire on your profits.”
Will grinned. “Thank you, sugar plum.” He leaned over and kissed her. “We’ll still take on the odd corporate client who wants to train their staff on how to project the right image. But while we’ve been here, we’ve spent some time surfing the web, and actually spent some time talking to Clay Dorchester. He has a marketing company that is almost entirely online. And it occurs to us there are a lot of online entrepreneurs, everything from small craft businesses, to artists, to authors who could use a bit of help when it comes to presenting their brands—both online and at large.”
“Oh.” She thought of Nancy’s Book Nook, and the way Nancy had been thinking of expanding her online presence. “I think t
hat’s a great idea. There’s a need for that.” Then she grinned. “I bet you’d be busy.”
“What you said about living off our profits—we could do that, if we were lazy. We’ll not only bring in a pretty penny from the sale, we have inheritances from our paternal grandparents. Our dads’ mom had a trust that’s entailed, and gave us a nice bit of change.”
“And our paternal grandfathers—Martin and Nicholas Kendall—set up funds for us, too. They left money to our dads, and they’d also set up a trust for their future grandchildren.”
“You do know I don’t really care about any of that—we can make our own way.”
“We think so, too,” Norm said. “That’s why almost all of the money we get from the sale of the business will join the rest of our funds—invested for the future—our future, if we need it, otherwise, for the future generations of Kendalls.”
“Sounds like a plan.” She looked at them, and then grinned. “And since my college degree is in marketing and communications, I can maybe lend you a hand here and there.”
“Hey, I bet in the end we’ll wind up calling you slickest.”
Jacqui giggled at that. Then she sighed. “You know, when I first met you, I told myself I hated what I thought you were—two slick talkers with plastic smiles and oily handshakes.”
“We know.” Will grinned. “But sugar plum, we’re just a couple of extroverts at heart.”
“That’s all we are,” Norm agreed.
“I know. And I am going to devote myself to making love under two extroverts for the rest of my life.”
“Now that,” Norm said, “sounds like a plan.”
She smiled and cocked her finger at her men. It did sound like a damn fine plan if she said so herself. And she could think of no reason not to start living that plan right now.
Chapter 23
“I always figured that the two of you might end up moving here.”
Jacqui looked from one of her future fathers-in-law, Derek Kendall, to his son, William. She’d received her first surprise when the delegation of New York Kendalls had arrived moments before. She’d known that Will and Norman were cousins, but she hadn’t realized their fathers were two-thirds of a set of triplets. Born to Judith Merrick after her affair with Martin and Nicholas Kendall during the summer before Pearl Harbor, they were a couple of years older than their half brothers.
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