by Maxene Novak
Heather gave him a small smile and placed one of her hands over his before she turned to face him. “Thank you. I don’t remember if I ever thanked you for dropping your whole life to look out for me, but in case I didn’t…”
Evan reached up and put a finger gently over her lips to quiet her. “You don’t have to thank me. I’m more than happy to spend time with you. Besides, it’s not like I’m not getting anything out of it.”
Heather pursed her lips. “Just what are you getting, other than an extended break from your job?”
Evan leaned in and pressed his lips to hers. Heather’s mouth moved in perfect sync with his own as he kissed her, parting her lips to lightly run his tongue over her bottom lip. He pulled back just enough to speak again. “Hopefully you.”
Her eyes flashed up to his and then she was the one kissing him, her hands on his head, and her tongue melting against his.
“Uh-um,” Blake cleared his throat pulling Evan and Heather out of the moment. “I love you both, and I am ridiculously happy you seem to be falling for each other as well, but if you don’t stop kissing like that we aren’t going to make it to dinner.”
Evan glanced down and saw the unmistakable tenting at the front of Blake’s pants. He had his own tenting going on under his pants as well, and he had to agree with Blake. If the three of them stayed in that room much longer they would be eating midnight room service instead of the nice dinner Heather had requested. “Blake’s right. Let’s go feed the gremlin.”
Heather smacked him, but she still took his hand and let him lead her out the door. In the hallway Blake took her free hand and the three of them headed out together, hand in hand.
On the way down, they decided that they would eat at the on-site hotel restaurant. It was supposed to be upscale and had great reviews, especially for the steak, which was right up Heather’s alley. It turned out that the upgrade the clerk had given them for their room hiccup came with a perpetual reservation at the restaurant and the three of them were seated immediately. The hostess did have to get an extra chair to put at that table since rooms with one bed generally held no more than two guests, but they didn’t make a big deal about it and had the third chair to the table in no time.
Their waiter came over with a bottle of wine and poured them each a glass as he told them the night’s specials. All three of them ordered a steak, and the waiter left the remainder of the wine bottle with them when he left to put in their order. “This place is really nice,” Heather said.
“Yeah, and this wine is good too,” Evan agreed, holding up his glass before taking another swallow. “I don’t usually like wine, but I think I could get used to this.”
“Agreed,” Blake added. “So, are we doing the Biltmore all day tomorrow?”
“Yes!” Heather replied immediately. “We’ve got a reservation at eleven to tour the house, and after that we have all day to explore the rest of the estate.”
Evan couldn’t take his eyes off of Heather while he listened to her talk about the Biltmore. The way her face lit up when she told them what she wanted to see made her look like an angel. Looking at her then, he knew he wasn’t just falling for her; he’d already taken the plunge and fell head over heels for the woman in front of him. If he wasn’t the one experiencing it he never would have believed any one person could possess the depths of love that he felt for the two people in front of him. When he’d fallen for Blake he’d thought that it was a love so great it couldn’t be contained, and now he was experiencing that same kind of love for Heather too. He was debating how long he should wait to tell her. He didn’t want to overwhelm her, but her accident had also been proof that you never knew what might happen from one second to the next and he never wanted to be someone who regretted not sharing his feelings with the people he loved. He was still debating this when their food arrived at the table.
“It smells amazing,” Blake said as his dinner was sat in front of him.
“Yeah, it does,” Evan agreed.
Heather didn’t waste any time talking about it. Instead, she cut into her steak and started eating as soon as the waiter’s hands were out of her way. “Mmm, delicious,” she said between bites.
They were all hungry and it didn’t take long before they had each finished their food. “Anyone else getting tired?” Blake asked.
Heather lifted her fingers. “Exhausted.”
Evan could see how tired she was. The mischievous woman from upstairs was gone and was replaced by someone who looked like they hadn’t slept for days. It worried Evan a little that Heather was so exhausted after having slept for almost the entire drive, but they were all headed to bed so he decided not to make a big deal about it. Traveling could make anyone tired, and sleeping in a car was definitely not ideal.
They made their way back up to their room and started undressing to get ready for bed. Unlike earlier no one was worried about being modest, just ready to get in the bed and get comfortable. When Evan looked up from pulling his pants off his feet Heather caught his attention to his right. He looked over just in time to see her wobble on her feet as she pulled her dress over her head. She fell forward and caught herself on the end of the bed and Evan and Blake rushed to her side.
“I’m okay.” She tried to shoo them away but they weren’t going anywhere.
When they helped her up into the bed Evan noticed a pill bottle on the table near her suitcase. “Heather, did you take your pain meds since we got here?”
“Yeah. I was getting a pretty bad headache after the long ride in the car. I didn’t want to be in pain when we went to dinner.”
“Could the wine on top of her meds be what made her so tired?” Blake asked.
“Most likely.” He brushed Heather’s hair back with his fingers. “You’ll be fine once you get some sleep.
“Mm-hm.” Heather snuggled into the bed and closed her eyes, already drifting off to sleep.
Evan climbed in and pulled her into his arms. He needed to have her close right then. He felt the bed dip when Blake climbed in behind him. His husband wrapped his arm around his waist and kissed the back of his neck, then he brought his mouth up to Evan’s ear and whispered, “It’s not your fault. You didn’t know she’d taken her meds before we went down for dinner.”
He loved that Blake knew him so well, but that didn’t mean he agreed. “I should have asked, Blake. I’m worried that this trip might be too much.”
“Stop.” Blake covered his mouth to shut him up. “The doctor said it was fine. Heather won’t make the same mistake twice. She’s not going to risk missing that library.”
Evan nodded hesitantly. He was sure that Blake was right. Heather was too excited about the Biltmore and its library to do anything that would force them back home early. When Blake snuggled in closer to his back Evan relaxed and let his eyes close, drifting to sleep between the two people he cared most for in this world. Despite his self-blame over letting Heather mix wine with her meds, Blake’s words had set him to ease and he fell into a deep sleep.
CHAPTER TWELVE
Heather
Heather slowly woke up in a strong, warm embrace. When she wiggled herself up closer to Evan’s solid warmth, she felt the distinct impression of a hard-on pressedagainst her from behind and electricity shot threw her whole body all at once, and sent shockwaves straight to her breasts—making her nipples extra sensitive—and down to her core where she was instantly wet with desire. She rolled over to face Evan and her breath caught when her eyes took in the sight of Blake holding him closely, both of them shirtless and beautiful, in such an intimate and loving position.
Heather moved her face in close to Evan’s and let her eyes roam over his face a second before pressing her lips to his. The kiss was soft at first, but when she felt his lips begin moving she pressed harder and in no time their mouths were in a dance of kisses, tongues, and moans of pleasure. Evan gripped her hips and rolled, pulling her on top of him. She felt a third hand caressing her thigh and pulled away from Evan’s
mouth to look at Blake. He was holding himself up on one elbow watching them. His hair was a tussled black mess, and his eyes were dark with want; he was so fucking hot she had to have a taste of him too.
She leaned towards Blake and he eagerly met her halfway, his lips crushing hers in a bruising hot kiss that further ignited her inner core. Without consciously doing so, Heather began rocking her hips back and forth slowly, grinding against Evan’s massive hard-on, nothing separating them but his boxers and her lace panties, which were currently wet from her desire.
Heather heard Evan’s sharp intake of breath before he muttered a, “Fuuck,” under his breath and gripped her hips tighter. He was always so delicate with her, and she was loving the feel of his hands rough against her as she drove him crazy.
Blake pulled back from her kiss and watched her and Evan again as she rocked herself against him. Sparks of pleasure were shooting through her with every pivot of her hips. She and Evan were both breathing heavily, nearly panting, and small whimpers of pleasure escaped her lips whenever she hit a particularly sensitive spot at her core. She bit her lip and stared into Evan’s eyes. He was just as lost in bliss as she was, and his eyes had gone so dark they were practically black. When Blake moved, she shifted her eyes back to him just as he moved in to kiss Evan. Watching the two of them kissing, neither of them holding back, just a deep, rough, passionate kiss between the two men she loved…she slowed her hips for a moment when that thought crossed her mind. Did she love them both? As she watched them the truth of that statement washed over her. She did love them, both, with everything she had, and seeing them together was the most beautiful and erotic thing she’d ever experienced.
She moved again and ran her fingers through Blake’s hair as he continued to kiss Evan. His body was twisted to the side, and the blanket had fallen down exposing his massive erection, fighting to escape the constraints of his boxers. Heather moved her hand down his side until she reached the top of Blake’s boxers. She was still rocking against Evan when she dipped her hand below the waistband of Blake’s boxers and wrapped her hand around the thick heat of his erection. Blake’s head yanked back, releasing Evan’s mouth from their heated kiss, and his eyes locked with Heather’s right when his hips jerked causing his dick to move through her tight grip.
“Heather, oh shit!” He squeezed his eyes shut and bit his lip at the same time another groan sounded from Evan.
Their sounds of pleasure mixed with all of the sensations Heather was feeling as she ground herself against Evan sent her spiraling over the edge. Her body shivered as her orgasm tore through her body and she rode it out against Evan.
“Holy shit!” Evan called out. “That was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.”
He sat up quickly, holding on to Heather to keep her in place, and Blake leaned over and pulled her shirt over her head, exposing her breasts. She craved their touch, wanted to feel their skin against hers, and they didn’t disappoint. Evan brought his mouth down, covering her nipple with his lips and sucking the hard peak into his mouth with the swirl of his tongue. She let her head fall back and gasped as the sensation shot straight to her sex. Then Blake was there, massaging her other breast before pulling that nipple into his mouth, and flicking his tongue against it in quick bursts of pleasure.
It took her a minute to pull herself from the fog of pleasure long enough to reach for them both and pull them away from her sensitive breasts. They both gave her a confused look, but she bent down and kissed first Blake and then Evan to wipe it away. “I want to feel you,” she looked between them, “both of you, inside of me. Now.”
Blake didn’t hesitate, moving to remove his boxers and sitting up on his knees in the bed, but Evan blinked like he was trying to clear his mind and didn’t move. “I don’t want to hurt you.”
Heather bent down and took his face in her hands. “You won’t. I trust you.” She gave him a tender kiss, then pulled back and searched his face with her eyes. She rocked against him again and watched his eyes roll back before he groaned.
“Alright, but you’re on top.”
“I already am,” she winked at him.
“And if you feel dizzy or light-headed, or any pain at all you promise to speak up and tell us.” Evan’s eyes bored into her, the sincerity clear as day on his face.
“I promise. Now, can we please stop talking about my head. I need you to make love to me.” She glanced back to Blake. “Both of you. Now.”
Evan gently brought her face back to his and kissed her tenderly. She could feel his emotions in the kiss and her heart swelled. She had to feel him. Skin to skin wasn’t close enough. She wanted to feel him and Blake inside of her—needed it.
Heather moved so Evan could remove his boxers, and she made quick work of removing the panties she was wearing. Blake watched her, his boxers already gone, and he held his hard length in his hand. He was slowly moving his hand up and down the shaft while she moved to straddle Evan’s hips once again. Seeing him touch himself like that nearly make her cum for the second time without anyone touching her. He moved closer to her and Evan as she slowly moved her body down, sheathing Evan’s length with her sex little by little. It was the best kind of torture. Evan gripped her hip with one hand, and ran his other tantalizingly up and down Blake’s thigh as Blake continued to slowly stroke himself.
Blake leaned in and wrapped his other hand behind her neck as he pressed his lips to hers and slipped his tongue between her parted lips. He devoured her mouth as she slowly moved up and down Evan’s length. In that moment Heather couldn’t imagine anything better, but them Blake pulled away from her mouth and moved behind her. He ran his hand up her back, along her spine and slowly pushed her forward. He instructed, “Lay down against Evan’s chest and relax.”
She trusted them both, but this was something completely new for her and she couldn’t help the nerves that took over when she felt Blake touching her from behind. Clearly sensing her nervousness, Evan brought his arms around her sides and ran his hands up and down her back as he closed his mouth over hers. She felt the nervousness melt away with every stroke of his tongue as it caressed hers. Once she was relaxed, she felt Blake begin pushing against her sex again from behind. Her nerves came back again for a moment as the thought of him not being able to fit crossed her mind. She had been so crazed with the urge to feel them both inside of her as the three of them made love that she hadn’t considered how it would work, and considering the impressive size they were both gifted with, it only made things seem more impossible.
Blake leaned forward and kissed her shoulder. “Relax, love.”
His smooth voice had a calming effect on her and she relaxed once more, and Blake took advantage of her relaxed state and slowly began moving inside of her until she felt fulfilled in a way she never would have imagined possible. Evan and Blake both stilled for a few moments, giving her time to grow accustomed to the both of them, and Blake ran his hand softly over her lower spine. Once they began moving again, her body was ready for it. Every movement brought pleasure to every single inch of her and she surprised herself when she cried out in pleasure. “Oh! God!”
Evan planted his feet on the bed beside her and wrapped his arms around her waist and began pumping his hips upwards. At the same time Blake gripped her hips and pumped into her from behind. Both men were groaning in ecstasy as their pace pick up and the thrust into her harder and deeper. Evan’s eyes locked with hers, and his jaw was clenched. “Cum for us, Heather. Agh…now.”
Both men thrust into her again and Heather’s pleasure exploded, her orgasm wracking her body as they took her. “Oh!”
She felt both men go tense around her, then they were pumping faster and faster until their own orgasms wracked their bodies and they groaned out her name. She felt their warm releases exploding inside of her, setting off another round of small orgasms as her mind went blank from experiencing sheer pleasure.
The three of them collapsed on the bed, sweat gleaming on their bodies, and she found he
rself sandwiched between both men once again. It occurred to her then that they were hers. She had already accepted that she was in love with Evan, and her love for Blake felt like it had been renewed all over again. “I think I’m ready to go ahead and make it official,” she said.
“What?” Evan asked, brushing a strand of hair out of her face.
“Us,” she said, “as a throuple.”
Evan and Blake locked eyes for a second before they looked down at her, both of them with heart-stopping smiles spread across their faces. They were so beautiful in that moment that they nearly took her breath away. Right then, she was one hundred percent certain that she was the luckiest woman in the world.
Blake was first to kiss her then. He cupped her cheek with his hand and gave her a lingering, tender kiss. He pulled back and smiled at her again. “I love you, so much.”
She gave him a quick peck on the lips. “I love you too.”
She looked at Evan, ready to admit her feelings to him for the first time, but he kissed her before she could get the words out, then he pulled back and traced her cheekbone with his thumb. “I love you.” He looked up at Blake and pulled him in for a kiss. “And I love you. I love you both more than I ever believed possible.”
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
Blake
“Seriously! Can you believe how beautiful this is?”
Heather was nearly jumping up and down with her excitement and Blake couldn’t wipe the smile off his face watching her. She had drug them around the beautiful gardens, and every part of the house that their tickets gave them access to, despite Evan’s protests that she shouldn’t over-exhaust herself. She had insisted that they go to the library last, saying that they needed to save the best for last.
When they walked into the massive room lined wall to wall with books and a giant ornate fireplace Heather actually squealed. Blake couldn’t deny that it was very impressive. He had never seen so many books in one place, not even the large library on campus when he was in college. He certainly had never been in a library nearly as beautiful as this one. Still, watching Heather light up as she spent time in every corner of the Biltmore library, he knew that her beauty out-shined anything the Biltmore had to offer. She had grabbed Evan and pulled him over towards the bookshelves and was currently gushing over the book collections.
