by Livia Grant
When she opened her eyes, his green pools looked like they were going to devour her.
“But it’s the middle of the night. Where are we going?”
“It’s a surprise. Now go. Wake up Chase.”
“I’m already awake.” Chase’s voice comforted her further, but it wasn’t until he hugged her from behind, turning her into the middle of their infamous sandwich that she truly started to calm. They clung to each other as they would a life preserver if lost in the huge ocean. She’d been drowning in guilt and fear for weeks so she welcomed their lifeline.
Chase broke the silence. “So where are we going at this hour?”
Jaxson pulled out of their embrace just enough to gaze down on Emma again. “Emma’s not happy here. We’re going to move to a hotel until the new house is ready. I’m taking us somewhere we can be happy again.”
His reasoning was sound, but there was only one problem. And since she’d gotten into the current mess by holding in too much, she wasn’t ready to repeat her mistake. Emma took a deep breath and professed what was in her heart.
“You’re right, I haven’t been happy here, but it isn’t just because of the house. A simple change of location won’t magically fix what’s gone wrong these last months.”
Jaxson sucked in a sharp breath. “Maybe not, but it’s a start.”
Chase was nuzzling her neck as he added his two cents. “It’s too late to go anywhere tonight. I have a better idea about how to make each other happy.” He moved his hands from her hips—his left moving up to squeeze her tender breast and she felt his right hand groping Jaxson’s erection pressed against her tummy.
Emma was relieved when Jaxson took the bait with a chuckle. It had been days since they’d made love or even played at a D/s scene. That was like a lifetime for the sexual trio. Tonight, more than ever, she needed her men inside her, marking her as their own.
Her silk nighty was the first piece of clothing to go as Chase pulled it over her head in a quick sweeping move, leaving her in her panties. As soon as her breasts were uncovered, Chase had palmed each of them, squeezing hard enough to draw a pained groan from her.
“Our girl told me her titties are extra sore these days, Jax. I can’t wait to have a bit of fun playing with these curves.”
Jaxson had stepped back to watch Chase grope Emma. It hurt so good as Chase pulled and pinched at the tips that were protruding obscenely. Enjoying the view, Jaxson slowly started unbuttoning his designer dress shirt, pulling the tails from the waistband of his perfectly tight jeans before sending it to the floor.
His chest was defined… hard… sexy as hell as he moved to the buttons on his jeans, leisurely pushing them down over his boxer briefs until he could kick them off, leaving him in his own underwear exactly like Emma. She let her gaze drop to watch his magnificent cock as it sprang free of the confining fabric.
Sometimes, like tonight, his perfection took her breath away. She still didn’t understand how she’d gotten so lucky to find not one, but two, gorgeous men to love her. What she had learned in the years since they’d met on that train from the south of France to Paris was the men were so much more than just good looks — more than money or fame.
No, what she loved the most about them were the private secrets only they knew about each other… the inside jokes and intimate vulnerabilities. Those were the glue that ultimately held them together. It would be those intimacies that had the power to repair the damage of the last few weeks, relegating this time to just a bad memory.
Jaxson’s hands replaced Chase’s on her body as he ordered their lover to lose his clothes too. She had a front row seat to the look of awe in her Dom’s eyes as he fell to his knees before her. He reached out to cup her ass cheeks, still a bit tingly from his earlier belt lashes. At first she didn’t understand what he was doing. It wasn’t until he leaned forward, gently placing tiny kisses across her lower belly that the lump filled her throat.
Like Chase had hours before, Jaxson reverently paid homage to the tiny life growing inside her. When he looked up from his perch below, the tears in her strong Dom’s eyes humbled her. “Are you feeling okay, baby? Are you feeling up to making love? I wouldn’t want to hurt you, or the baby.”
She ran her fingers through his hair, trying to reassure him. “We’re both fine. We can’t possibly hurt the baby having sex.”
“Are you sure? I mean,…” He hesitated. “Oh, who the fuck am I kidding? There’s no damn way we’d make it nine months without having sex.”
Emma chuckled, relieved to see the smile playing on his lips.
Chase hugged her from behind. She could feel his naked erection already at full-mast, pressing against her. Jaxson released her ass to stroke Chase’s hard shaft as his lips latched onto her left tit and he sucked hard. It hurt oh-so-good as she hugged her Dom to her breast. She could feel the wetness of Chase’s precum as it smeared across her lower back while Jaxson continued to jack off their lover.
Chase’s gasps for air as he groaned his pleasure stopped just as Jaxson’s warm mouth left her body.
Their Dom was back in control as he barked his next order. “Grab the lube, Chase. We need to get our girl ready for us. Help her lose the panties.”
She loved it when they called her their girl, and tonight, after the emotional day they’d all had, she needed it more than ever.
Jaxson grabbed her hand, pulling her along with him as he moved to the bed. He took a second to throw the forgotten suitcase on the floor before sitting down at the end of the bed. He tugged, pulling her to her knees before him as he slowly stroked the long cock she loved so much. He opened his legs wide, the only invitation she needed to lunge forward and take the tip of his shaft into her mouth.
By now, they all had every centimeter of each other’s bodies memorized. There was nothing they hadn’t seen, sucked, stroked, or fucked over the years, so Emma knew exactly where to lick the underside of his cock to trigger his guttural groan as she tasted the first drops of his precum on her tongue.
As was their rule for her, unless otherwise instructed, her arms were behind her back, hands clasped. She controlled the speed and depth of the blowjob with only her mouth until, like always, Jaxson eventually laced his fingers through her hair, using it as a handle to control the scene.
God, she’d missed this. His domination allowed her to turn herself over, to surrender to his power — his will. She adored him, especially when he jammed her face down until she held every inch of him in her gurgling throat as a few course pubic hairs tickled her nose.
She was getting light headed by the time she felt her panties pulled down and Chase’s slippery fingers slathering lube at the entrance of her backside. It acted like a love potion, ramping up her own sexual need tenfold as her body recognized it was about to be pleasured.
Once Chase had prepared her, Jaxson pulled her from his cock as he gave his next order. “Hop on my lap, baby. It’s time for you to go for a ride.”
He helped pull her to her feet before yanking her to straddle his body, placing her knees on the bed near his hips. Always protective of her, he first ran his fingers through her spread lower lips to make sure she was ready for him, and found her dripping with need. Jax replaced his fingers, lining up his shaft and just as she was about to impale herself demanded, “Eyes.”
She was a few inches taller than him in their present position, looking down into his deep green eyes, getting lost in the love she saw shining back at her. She waited for his order, but she didn’t have to wait long for his, “Now!”
He filled her in one quick motion as he raised his hips and she lowered her body weight, crashing onto his lap, impaling herself so deep she felt the tip of his long cock crashing against her cervix. It was impossible to know where pain ended and pleasure began as their bodies slapped together hard and fast. He pistoned hard and fast until she was close to tipping into an orgasm.
And then it all stopped. She groaned her displeasure at the intermission as Jaxson held he
r against him as he lay back on the bed with her lying against his chest. The skin on skin heat felt wonderful. The angle of his possession had changed, touching new places deep inside her. There they lay, waiting for the third member of their family to line up his cock at her puckered ass and start to push in.
Emma’s body craved their double penetration like an addict needed their next hit. It had been too long. As much as she adored Chase for proceeding cautiously, she wanted more. Her body hungered to be taken… controlled. Impatient, she started rocking in an attempt to take more of Chase in. What she got instead was a slap to her bare ass.
“You’re not in charge, baby. Take what I give you,” Chase warned.
She didn’t appreciate the vibration of Jaxson’s chest she was using as a pillow, as he chuckled at her frustration.
“Yes, Sir.” Emma closed her eyes, focusing on the sensations as four hands roamed over her body, massaging and relaxing. Inch by inch, they filled her until Chase’s body dropped over her, linking the three of them together.
The stretch hurt just right. Over her head the men must have silently communicated because they moved into motion, their bodies perfectly synchronized to bring Emma the ultimate pleasure. She cried out as their hard shafts plunged in and out of her in their dirty dance for three.
Chase reached around to find her swollen clit with his talented fingers, strumming her to her first of many orgasms for the night. She lay caught as the men she loved played her body perfectly, chasing their own explosion.
Their strokes grew erratic as they neared their peak. They’d built the fire back up inside her until she too was on the edge with them. She could feel Jaxson’s heart pounding under where she laid her head, the sweat from their exertion making her slip around on his chest from the strong force of Chase’s thrusts.
Emma cried out as unknown fingers pinched her nipples just as she felt both men releasing their loads deep into her body. Her core contracted, pulling them deeper until they all collapsed into a limp heap, crushing Jaxson at the bottom of their tangled pile.
The only sound left was their heavy breathing as each recovered.
“As much as I love having you guys close, you’re squashing me,” Jaxson finally complained under her.
Exhausted, Emma answered truthfully. “I don’t want to move. Can’t we sleep like this?”
Chase lifted off her, taking his softening shaft with him and leaving her feeling bereft. Jaxson’s soft caresses as he hugged her close coaxed her closer to sleep. She lay languid and let the men pamper her, cleaning her with a warm washcloth and lifting her in their arms to carry her to the head of the bed where all three crawled under the covers, weaving body parts together until they were comfortably linked.
Emma was almost asleep when she heard Jaxson’s voice quietly adding, “Sleep well, little peanut. Your mama needs her rest.” She was sure it was his palm resting on her tummy where their baby grew.
Chapter Seven ~ Chase
The smell of bacon roused Chase from a deep sleep. He didn’t have a clue what time it was, but whenever it was, it was too damn early.
The trio had been up most of the night, dozing between sex romps, finally sleeping as the sun was coming up.
He hadn’t cracked his eyes open yet, but he knew it was Jax playing chef for the day because Emma was snuggled up to him, using his chest as her pillow. That suited him just fine, in spite of the fact that it was hot as hell in the bedroom.
His quiet morning exploded when Emma shot upright, crawling over his body, kneeing his family jewels as she rushed out of bed and towards the bathroom.
She’d tried to close the door, but in her rush, it was left ajar. It wasn’t until he heard her puking that he rushed into motion behind her. He found her kneeling in front of the toilet, bent over as she tried to keep her hair out of the line of fire.
Chase hurried over to her, taking over hair holding duty as his other hand rubbed her back lightly, trying to comfort her. “Poor baby. I can’t believe you’ve been dealing with all of this on your own. I should have been here holding your hair every fucking day.”
When it seemed that she was feeling better, Chase stood to wet a cloth with warm water, bringing it back to wipe her face.
“You still look a bit green around the gills, baby.”
“Yeah, well, I feel a bit green. Certain smells kill me. I’m gonna have to give you guys a list of scents that set me off. Fried or greasy food is at the top of the list.”
“Wait. No bacon?” Chase teased. “That’s not fair. Next thing, you’ll tell us we can’t go to KFC anymore.”
Emma chuckled at his attempt at a joke. “Since we’ve never eaten at a KFC since I’ve known you, I think you’ll survive.”
Chase got serious. “Tell me the truth. How often do you get sick, Em?”
She flushed before letting him help her to her feet. “It depends. Some days I feel fine. Others, every little thing makes me nauseous.”
She made it to the sink and started to brush her teeth as he took a whiz. They were just finishing up when Jaxson called from the bedroom, “Brunch is ready. Come eat.”
“I’m not hungry,” she complained as she wiped her mouth.
“Too bad. I’m sure the baby is.” His pulse went up just thinking about the fact she had a child growing inside her body.
“You do realize the baby is about the size of a lemon right now, right?”
He placed his palm over her soft tummy. “It’s a fucking miracle, isn’t it?”
“Well considering how often we have sex,” Emma grinned, “not really.”
“Alright you two, time to come eat while it’s hot,” Jax called.
Chase turned to see their Dom had joined them. He was relieved to see a hint of a smile on Jaxson’s unshaven face as he looked at Emma. He hadn’t been sure what kind of mood their lover would be in today after his disappearing act the day before.
“Emma’s tummy is especially empty. She just puked,” Chase reported.
“Snitch,” Emma complained under her breath.
Jaxson’s smile was gone. “Wait, you’re sick?” He rushed to where she was brushing her tangled hair into submission.
“Sick, no. Morning sickness, yes. I feel a bit better now that I’ve thrown up.”
Jaxson looked worried. “Let’s get you out to the kitchen and get some food in you. We have a lot to talk about.”
Emma caught Chase’s attention behind Jaxson’s departing back. He prodded her, “What’s wrong?”
She looked pale as she answered. “I’m not sure I’m ready to talk about everything yet.”
He grabbed her hand to pull her along with him. “Everything is gonna be fine,” he said, hoping he sounded more convincing than he felt, for Emma’s sake.
Jax had clearly been up for some time. The island was full of food dishes to choose from. It also looked like he’d gotten every single pot and pan dirty in the process of preparation.
Chase released Emma’s hand to hug Jax from behind. “You’ve been busy.”
“Yeah, well, I couldn’t sleep.”
“Poor baby. I had no problems sleeping as soon as you two sex fiends stopped trying to ravage my body,” Chase teased, reaching to pop a slice of bacon in his mouth.
“Holy shit! It’s after noon already?” Emma asked in disbelief as she caught sight of the time.
Chase wasn’t surprised. Emma had laid some heavy news on the men the day before. The kind of information they needed quality time to work through together.
Jaxson confirmed Chase’s suspicion. “We’re all taking a few days off. We can go anywhere you want, baby.”
“You can’t afford to do that,” Emma protested. “We’re behind on so many things. I don’t want to be the cause of us missing our opening date.”
“Fuck the opening date.”
“But, it will cost us…”
“Emma… let it go. I fucked up putting so many things ahead of us. It hurt you. It hurt us all. I’m not going to do
that anymore, which means we’re taking a few days off to get reconnected. Understood?”
Chase loved the soft love in her eyes as their sub answered with a compliant, “Yes, Sir.”
His stomach growled. “Pass the pancakes, Em.”
By the time they finished eating their fill, things felt completely back to normal for Chase. It was as if the emotional rollercoaster of the last few weeks hadn’t even happened. Unfortunately, he knew better. They may have skillfully avoided any hard-hitting topics while they enjoyed their breakfast, but a tense silence hung in the air.
Emma stood, picking up a pile of dirty dishes, ready to take them to the sink, but Jaxson stood and took them out of her hands.
“Oh no you don’t. No working for you. You go lay down and rest, baby.”
“I’m pregnant,” Emma sighed, “not sick. I’m not going to lay around like a lump for the next eight months.”
“Maybe not, but you’ve had a stressful few days. You go lay down on the couch. Let Chase and me do cleanup duties today.”
She finally handed over the dishes, submitting to her Dom’s request. “Yes, Sir. I am kinda tired, but only because you guys kept me up all night. Not because I’m sick.”
Chase had grabbed his own handful of dishes and was working on cleaning up when he tried to shoo Jaxson out too. “You cooked. I’ll clean up. You go rest with Emma and let me get this.”
He was happily surprised when Jaxson didn’t argue with him. His Dom just put the dirty dishes down and grabbed the same hand Chase had held on the way from the bedroom and pulled Emma towards the couch.
It took at least thirty minutes for Chase to get things back in order in the kitchen. Turning the lights off behind him, he headed around the corner to the living room. The lighting was subdued because Jaxson had shut all of the heavy drapes to keep out the California sun. As he got farther into the room, he saw Emma asleep on the couch and Jaxson sitting on an ottoman he’d pulled over. His Dom’s elbows were on his knees, his hands clasped in front of him as he leaned close to their sleeping woman.
