by K. L. Ramsey
“That was a close one,” Airi teasingly whispered. She took them both by the hand and led them from the nursery and back down the hall to the room they all shared.
“How about you read me a bedtime story and put me to bed?” she teased. Justin had to admit he liked when Airi was playful, it turned him on. His brother looked more amused than turned on but that changed as soon as Airi lost the lacy lingerie she was wearing, letting it slide down her body to the floor. She stood between the two of them completely naked and Jarrod’s smirk turned into a smoldering gaze, telling Justin his brother was already in Dom mode.
“Fuck,” Jarrod swore. “Every time I see you, Airiana, you take my breath away.” Airi smiled at Jarrod’s praise and Justin had to agree with his brother. She was breathtakingly beautiful. Her long blond hair spilled over her shoulder and the way she watched them—her blue eyes were full of mischief and promise of what she was so willing to give to them both. Justin knew they were both goners and he wouldn’t have it any other way.
Justin wasn’t sure if she would so happily accept what he was going to say next but he had to try. “We want to plug your ass, Airi. Jarrod and I want to take you at the same time but we will need to train your ass to take us both.” Airi scrunched up her nose, her smile still in place.
“How do you feel about that, Airiana?” Jarrod questioned.
“Um,” she nervously whispered. “I’m not sure how I feel about it. I think I’ll like it but I won’t know until I try. I’ve never done anything like that before. Heck, I’ve never been with two men at once, so this is all new to me.” Jarrod’s eyes flared with need at Airi’s admission and Justin had to admit, he was feeling the same way. The idea of being the first men to take her ass was hot as fuck and he couldn’t wait until they could make her theirs completely. First, they were going to need to take their time and work her towards their final goal. Otherwise, they would end up hurting her and that was the last thing either of them wanted. If they did this right, Airi would come to love anal and that would be win-win for all three of them.
“I’d like to try,” she whispered. Justin and his brother both seemed at a loss for words but it was time for one of them to take control of things.
“How about if I take lead on this, brother?” Justin asked, looking over to where Jarrod intensely watched their girl.
“Please,” Jarrod agreed, clearing his throat. “Would you like to have Justin calling the shots this time, Airiana?” he asked. She shyly nodded and it was all Justin needed. He crossed the room to the nightstand and pulled out a black felt bag from the top drawer. He slid the three silver egg- shaped objects from the bag and turned them over in his hand, as if letting Airi inspect them.
“Wow,” she said. “That one is really big. Will it fit inside of me?” He chuckled at her question and she placed the metal plug back in his hand.
“It will fit, Airi. But tonight, we will start with the smallest one,” he offered. She took it in her hand and turned it over.
“Yes,” she agreed. “This one is much smaller. I think I can do this,” she conceded. “It’s really pretty. I like the blue jewel in the end,” she said, giggling to herself. “Pun intended.”
Jarrod laughed at her joke and took the plug from her. “It matches your eyes, baby,” he said. Justin watched as Jarrod kissed his way into Airi’s mouth. He loved to watch them together; seeing Airi submit so freely always turned him on.
Justin kissed and nipped his way down her back. He knew Jarrod would keep their girl busy to the point of distraction, so he could get her ass ready for the plug. Justin grabbed the lube and worked it into Airi’s tight opening, loving her breathy little sighs and moans as he plunged his finger in and out of her virgin ass. He couldn’t wait to take her there, knowing they would be the first to give her that, turned him completely inside out. Airi was going to feel so fucking good too; she was tight and it was hard to concentrate on the task at hand.
Airi pushed her ass back against Justin’s hand, as if silently asking for more and he was happy to oblige. He slowly worked the smallest plug into her opening, loving the way she continued to push back against it, as if knowing what to do.
“That’s it, baby,” Jarrod’s praise sounded like a hiss. “Just relax and let Justin work the plug into your sexy ass.”
“Please,” Airi whimpered. “I need more, Jarrod.” Justin looked around Airi’s body to see that his brother was ready to give her what she was asking for. The pleading look Jarrod shot him made him want to laugh. Jarrod was completely on edge with his own need for her. But Justin was in the same boat, and his cock being so hard it was throbbing in his pants, was no laughing matter.
“Fuck our girl, man,” Justin offered. He knew Jarrod was waiting for him to give the order, having gifted him with their control over Airi for the night. He knew Jarrod needed the control and giving it up, even for a short time, was a big step for his brother.
“On it,” Jarrod confirmed. He quickly stripped and sat on the edge of the bed, pulling Airi’s willing body to straddle his lap, letting his cock slide into her body. They both moaned and Justin wished he was the one taking Airi while her ass was plugged.
“She’s so fucking tight, man,” Jarrod said. “I’m not going to last.”
“Good,” Justin said. “I need her when you’re done.” Airi moaned and threw her head back, shamelessly riding his cock, taking what she needed from him.
“You like that Justin is going to fuck your tight little pussy when I’m done with you, don’t you?” Jarrod asked.
“Yes,” Airi moaned. “I like the way you use my body. Both of you,” She reached for Justin and he took her hand, needing the connection. He framed her back with his body, loving the way she leaned back on him. Justin ran his hands down her sexy curves, giving each of her breasts attention. Watching the plug peeking out at him as she rode Jarrod’s cock was hot as hell. Justin like seeing his handy work.
“I like this,” he teased, running his fingers down the seam of her ass, giving the jeweled plug a turn. Airi seemed to like the extra attention he was giving to her ass, crying out in pleasure as she found her release. Jarrod quickly followed her over and Justin ruthlessly pulled her from his brother’s cock, not giving her time to recover from her orgasm. Justin pushed her against the mattress, slamming into her body from behind.
“Fuck yeah,” he groaned, setting a punishing rhythm. Justin knew he was being an ass; he just didn’t care. He needed everything she was willing to give him, her body and her love. He needed her and not taking Airi wasn’t an option. Justin thrust balls deep into her, loving the sound of their flesh slapping together and lost himself into her body, shouting out her name.
He pulled from her body and wrapped his arms around her. “Sorry, honey,” he breathed. “I didn’t mean to be so rough,” he whispered.
Airi turned to face him, wrapping her arms around his neck. “I loved it,” she said. “I love you, both.” She wrapped her other arm around Jarrod and pulled him into their embrace and Justin knew his world was finally whole.
The three of them had fallen asleep tangled up in each other and Justin loved the way Airi fit between he and Jarrod. He woke to someone banging on their door and groggily looked at the alarm clock. “Who the fuck is breaking down our door?” Justin grouched.
“Whoever it is will wake Milo,” Airi said.
“Fuck,” Jarrod swore. He stood and pulled on a pair of sweatpants and stormed out of the room. Justin did the same and was just behind him, shouting at Airi to check on Milo.
The banging continued and Justin was sure his brother was going to rip whoever was on the other side of the door completely apart, once he got it open.
“What the fuck do you want?” Jarrod grumbled, pulling the front door open.
“Sorry guys,” Holden grumbled. He held up his hands as if in surrender and looked just as tired as Justin felt.
“You know it’s two fucking thirty in the morning, right Kade?” Jarrod barked.
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“I know and I already said I was sorry but I need to talk to Airi.” He strode past the two of them, and Justin had to hand it to the guy, he showed no fear of Jarrod’s out of control temper or Justin’s mean mugging him.
Airi rounded the corner and plowed right into the back of Justin and he turned to find she was wearing just his shirt. He tried to cover her with his body as Jarrod mumbled something about her needing more fucking clothes on. She swatted at the two of them and went to Holden.
“Guys, he’s effectively my brother and eww,” she whispered. “You’re just lucky you didn’t wake up my son, Holden.”
“Gee, thanks for that, Airi,” Holden teased. “And, sorry but this couldn’t wait.”
“Well, I had to say it or my protective cavemen were going to make me put on more clothes and judging from the worry on your face, I don’t have time to get dressed. What’s wrong?” Airi asked. Justin pulled her back into his body. If she wasn’t going to put on more clothes, at least she would be in his arms and not Holden’s.
“There is no easy way to tell you this, Airi,” Holden said, running his hands through his hair. Justin swore he could feel Airi’s heart beating.
“How about you just spill it then and we’ll take it from there?” Justin asked.
“Cole Summers is dead,” Holden whispered. “Ivy just called to tell me; Milo’s father is gone.”
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“Oh my God,” Airi sobbed, raising her shaking hand to her mouth, trying to muffle the sound.
Jarrod felt about ready to lose his shit. Holden showing up to tell them about Cole Summers’s death really threw them all for a loop. He hated how he felt relieved the guy was dead but he was and judging by Justin’s expression, he was too. The only person who seemed visibly upset by the news was Airiana and she had every right to be. Summers might have been an asshole but she shared part of her life with him and even created Milo with the guy.
“How did it happen?” Airiana whispered. Justin sat down next to her and pulled her onto his lap, giving her his comfort. A part of Jarrod wished Airiana would turn to him and let him comfort her but she hadn’t. He worried Airiana would never turn to him the way she did Justin and that realization hurt, even though he knew he was being overly dramatic.
“The police said he was murdered, shot in the chest,” Holden said. “He was at his apartment and there were no witnesses. According to Summers’s latest girlfriend, she found him when she returned home from her shift and nothing was missing from their apartment. They believe whoever killed him wanted him dead. It looks to have been premeditated, according to the detective Slade spoke to. Someone wanted Cole Summers dead.”
“Who would want to do that?” Airiana questioned.
“No clue, Airi,” Holden admitted. “But they hauled Slade in for questioning.” Jarrod could tell Holden was worried about his family and he couldn’t blame him. If it was Justin or Airiana being questioned in a murder case, he’d just about lose it.
“Why are they questioning Slade?” Justin questioned. “What interest would he have in Summers being dead?”
Holden shrugged, “It’s no secret around town, Slade all but ran Cole off when we found Airi. He has an alibi, so he should be fine. They will want to talk to you too, Airi,” Holden all but whispered.
“Me, why me? I’ve been here the whole time,” Airiana said. Jarrod paced the floor, knowing if he sat down he’d go half crazy. His poor girl had been through enough and he wished he could spare her any more heartache.
“You and Cole share a son,” Holden offered. “I’m sure it’s just a formality.” Airiana nodded and leaned her head back onto Justin’s shoulder.
“We will all fly home in the morning,” Jarrod decided. “Holden, you need to be with your family and we need to get this mess taken care of. I’ll have our lawyers head over to meet Slade at the station. He shouldn’t answer their questions without representation.” Holden nodded his thanks and stood to leave.
“Guys, we have to consider the possibility whoever murdered Cole might come after Airi and Milo,” Holden said. Airiana gasped and the little sob that escaped her made Jarrod want to comfort her but she was still turning to Justin for that.
“We can’t just take Airi and Milo back home not knowing if they are in danger,” Justin said. “I won’t allow it, Jarrod.” Justin knew his brother was just as upset about the whole turn of events as he was but hearing him all but accuse Jarrod of marching Airiana and Milo into danger pissed him off. He would never do anything to hurt either of them. They were just as much his as they were Justin’s. It was time Jarrod reminded them all of that fact.
“I fucking love them too,” Jarrod growled. “You can’t sit there with our girl and say I would ever put either of them in danger, Justin. They are just as much mine as they are yours.” Jarrod hated that he had to say those words out loud. He thought they were past all of this but he was to blame for the jealousy he was feeling every time he saw Airiana turn to Justin for comfort instead of him. It hurt but that was on him. He was the one who let those feelings get in the way of him and what he wanted—namely Airiana and a life with her and Milo. He knew Justin wanted the same thing.
Airiana stood and crossed the room, wrapping her arms around his neck to pull him down for a kiss. She didn’t seem to care that her brother-in-law sat front row center for her display. She kissed Jarrod as if she was starving for his taste and couldn’t get enough of him.
“It’s about fucking time,” she whispered against his lips.
“You want to run that by me again, baby?” Jarrod asked.
“All this time, you’ve been keeping me at a distance and it’s about damn time you let me completely in, Jarrod. Justin and I have a special bond, sure. He’s the one who let me get to know him while you pushed me away, insisting you didn’t want me.” Airiana was a fireball when she was pissed off and now was no exception. Seeing her like this turned him on but Jarrod was sure she wouldn’t allow his distraction.
“I thought we already went over all of this,” Justin grumbled, standing behind Airiana. Yeah, they had but Jarrod was having trouble remembering Airiana was in love with them both.
Jarrod sighed, “We have been over this,” he admitted. “This is on me.”
“No,” Airiana shouted, her anger ramping up. “This is on all of us. You need to stop putting up walls, Jarrod. I love you, period. I don’t love Justin more or even differently than you. I love you both the same, so you need to knock it off and accept the fact if I let Justin comfort me, it doesn’t mean I’m shutting you out.”
“Understood.” Jarrod nodded.
“This jealousy crap ends now,” Justin ordered. “We both want the same thing here, Jarrod. Our goal is to keep Airi and Milo safe—at all costs.”
“Agreed,” Jarrod said. They were both right and he needed to get his head on straight before he completely fucked up the best thing to ever happen to him.
“I’ll catch a flight back home,” Holden said. “I need to be with Slade and Ivy. She’s going out of her mind with all of this.”
“Let us know what you need,” Justin said. “Jarrod will arrange for our lawyer to head over to the station now.”
“Thanks guys.” Holden pulled Airiana in for a quick hug. “You stay safe and call if you need anything, Airi.”
She smile and nodded. “Tell Ivy I love her and I’ll call as soon as I can.”
“Will do,” Holden said on his way out.
“What now?” Airiana whispered. “If we can’t go home, what do we do?”
“I say we stay here for now,” Justin offered. “Let’s lay low and see how things play out. Maybe they’ll catch the person behind Summers’s murder and then we can go home and things can go back to normal.” Airiana seemed sullen and Jarrod could almost read her mind. If he had to guess, their girl was worried they would rescind their offer to move in with them. That was already a done deal though, whether she was ready or not, she and Milo were already moved in with him a
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Justin seemed to see she was struggling with something and he pulled her back into his body. “Out with it, honey,” he ordered. Jarrod wasn’t sure Airiana was going to share, so he decided to throw her words back at her.
Jarrod wrapped her in his arms and smiled, “You need to stop putting up walls, Airiana. I love you, period.” She smiled up at him and nodded.
“When you say things are going to go back to normal, do you mean the way things were or the way things are now?” She turned to face Justin, wanting him to clarify what he had said.
Justin chuckled and shot Jarrod a look that told him he was about to lay it all out on the table for their girl. “We told you before that it’s already a done deal, honey. Your and Milo’s stuff has been moved to our place and when we get home, that will be our new normal. You are ours now, honey—you and Milo,” Justin said.
“Thank you,” she whispered. “So we stay here and wait out the killer?” Jarrod wanted to laugh at how silly the whole thing sounded, as if they were stuck in a bad movie trying to figure out who done it but this was their lives.
“Let’s just let the dust settle and then we can decide what to do next, together—as a team,” Jarrod said.
“Well, if we’re voting on stuff,” Justin teased.
“No,” Airiana said. “I always seem to be outnumbered when there is a vote.” Jarrod and Justin both laughed at Airiana’s rebuke of having a vote.
“Alright,” Justin said. “But I was going to offer up a vote on what we could do to your sexy body, to make you shout out our names but if you’d rather we don’t—" He let his words trail off and Jarrod loved the way Airiana playfully tapped her chin with her finger, as if trying to decide what she wanted.
“Hmm well, if that’s the case, I’m all for a good old-fashioned Democratic vote—just to be fair,” she teased. Justin hauled Airiana over his shoulder and carried her squealing and giggling back to their room. Jarrod followed behind them, all for whatever Justin had planned. From the sinful way Airiana looked up at Jarrod, she was on board too.
