by Elisa Leigh
Holding both of my breasts in his hands, he leans down and sucks a hard nipple into his mouth. “Oh,” I gasp in pleasure. Holding onto Ryan’s neck, I thread my fingers through Javier’s hair, holding on tight. “Don’t stop. I’m so close.” I moan.
Javier looks up at me, an intense look in his eyes and slides a finger inside me. “Jesus you’re tight, mi corazón.”
“Mmm,” I moan.
“This pussy is ours now. Say it.”
“It’s yours,” I gasp as he pushes two fingers into me.
“No one but Ryan and I are allowed to touch you. Do you understand, Sophia? They touch you nowhere, but especially not here.” He says, sucking my clit hard and thrusting his fingers in again and again.
“Ohhh.”
Every time he pushes his thick fingers inside me my pussy gets wetter and I imagine it’s his cock stretching me.
“I can hear how wet you are, princess. As soon as you come, I’m going to lick you clean.” Ryan says, biting down on my nipple, then soothes it with his tongue just as Javier pinches my clit.
I come around Javier’s fingers and Ryan kissing away my cries of pleasure.
Chapter 5
Javier
Mi corazón, or my heart, is asleep in her bed with my best friend holding her close. After she came undone for us, we carried her up to her bedroom and put her in bed. Ryan lays behind her holding her close while I go lock up and change. Before I can step out, Sophia calls my name softly. Looking back at her, a confused look covers her face. “Are you coming back?” She asks.
“Always. I’ll always come back to you.” I promise, meaning it more than she realizes.
She nods and snuggles back against Ryan as she watches me walk out of her room. I walk to my bedroom to grab some clean shorts since I ended up coming in mine like some virgin twelve-year-old. I’m far from a virgin, although it’s been years since I’ve been with anyone. Even before Sophia came to live with us it had been months, mostly because we had been overseas and there weren’t many available women over there.
Tonight was the first night Ryan and I ever shared a woman. It makes sense that the first time we did, it would be with the woman we would be spending the rest of our lives with. It was Ryan who came to me and brought up the idea of sharing her. I’ve heard of men sharing a woman in bed, but sharing a woman for life… I wasn’t sure I could do that, even if it was Ryan, I would be sharing her with. After several conversations, working through every possible scenario, sharing Sophia was the only possible option. Once we made the decision, jealousy went out the window because our main objective was to keep her happy. We knew we needed to wait until she was older before we claimed her. Even though we waited, we weren’t going to let any needle nose dickhead weasel his way into her heart or her bed. No one would touch her and take what was ours.
We’ve spent thousands of hours planning our future, but it all hinges on what Sophia wants. Will she be able to accept both of us, permanently? It occurred to us early on that she might not see us the same way we saw her. We’re bastards and Marines, failure isn't an option. We would have done whatever it took to have her fall in love with the both of us, luckily it seems she feels the same way we do.
Ryan and I have talked in depth about Mike. Would we feel this way if he were still alive? Would he want his sister with hardened men like us? We’ll never know the answers to those questions. All we can do now is honor his memory by loving her with all we’re worth and protecting her from anything that threatens to steal the light from her eyes.
I go downstairs and make sure the house is locked up and the alarm is set, then hurry back to her bed. When I walk in, they’re both asleep, Sophia lying on Ryan’s chest. I’ve slept alone for most of my life, sharing a bed with two other people will be an adjustment. Thank God we all have king-sized beds. Tonight will be a good test to see if we need to order one that is larger, something Ryan and I have talked about getting when the time was right. My dick hardens when I pull back the covers and notice she’s pulled on a pair of white panties over her heart-shaped ass and is wearing Ryan’s t-shirt. Fuck, we’re lucky men. Laying down behind her, I wrap my arm around her middle and tangle my legs with hers.
The next morning when I wake up Sophia is asleep in my arms and Ryan isn’t in bed with us. The sun is just starting to come up, so he’s probably out for his run. Usually, we work out together, but knowing him like I do, he probably didn’t want to wake us.
Sophia stretches against me and unknowingly rubs against my morning wood. I bite my lip holding back my moan, but when she does it again, I can’t help myself. I look down and find her wide eyes staring up at me.
“Can I see it?” She asks innocently.
Fuck, this is how my dreams start. Precum pebbles at my tip and I know I won’t be able to tell her no. I nod, and Sophia sits up on her knees, the covers falling away from us. All I am wearing is a pair of black basketball shorts. I pull my shorts down a bit and grab my hard dick, then stroke it. A drop of precum drips down my shaft and her eyes follow it’s decent to my balls. I watch her face while she stares at my dick. She looks entranced and hungry for it. I stroke my dick again slowly and another drop of precum slides down my head.
“Can I?” She asks.
I have no idea what she’s asking, but whatever she wants is hers. Tentatively, she reaches out and wraps her hand around my shaft and I moan as her soft hand squeezes me gently. “Like this?”
“Just like that, mi corazón.” I groan. After a minute of letting her get a feel for my dick, I wrap my hand around hers, showing her how hard I want her to squeeze and how fast I want her to stroke. I release her hand and watch it move up and down my shaft, drops of precum easing the way. She’s going to be the death of me.
Sophia sucks her bottom lip into her mouth, and I notice her nipples are hard under her shirt. “You and Ryan got to taste me last night. Is it my turn?” She asks. Sophia doesn’t wait for me to reply before lowering her mouth to my cock and licks the slit.
“Jesus,” I hiss. She sucks the head of my dick into her mouth, doing something magical with her tongue, while continuing to stroke me. “I’m going to come if you don’t stop.” I groan and rub my hand over the back of her head.
She pops off my dick and licks her lips before looking up at me. “That’s what I’m going for.” Then she sucks my dick into her mouth as far down as she can. Using her hand as a guide, she moves slowly at first, her head bobbing up and down. She moves faster and sucks harder and when I’m about to come, she slows it down, teasing me. I don’t know where the fuck she learned what she’s doing, because I know for a fact, she’s never done this before. I thread my fingers through her golden locks and pull on the soft strands, my control is starting to slip. “I’m going to come.” I groan, trying to pry her away from my dick before I come in her mouth. My woman’s no quitter, she holds on tight and begins sucking my cock like a champ going for the gold.
“Oh fuuuuck,” I moan and start coming down her throat.
When she’s drained me of my cum, Sophia swallows. She pulls off my dick then hangs her head, not looking at me.
“Soph?”
Slowly, she raises her head and looks at me.
“What’s wrong baby?” I ask, worried by the look on her face.
“Did I do it right?” She asks hesitantly.
“Did I just come down your throat?”
A smile quirks at the corner of her mouth and she bites her lip, nodding.
I rub my hand down her back and grab her hip, guiding her to move closer to me. She scoots up the bed and I go to get my first kiss of the day, but she shies away.
“Kiss me,” I growl.
“But… you just-”
“Fucking kiss me, I’m starved for it.” With my hand gripping the back of her neck, I pull her to my mouth and devour her moans.
Sophia straddles me, kissing me back with a fervor that matches my own. Her panty covered pussy rubs against my already hardening cock. What i
s she doing to me? I pull away and look into her eyes. “I’ve waited years to kiss you. I’m not going to let the taste of my cum stop me. When it comes to you, mi corazón, I want it all. Got me?”
“Yeah, V. I got you.”
Just then she looks down and spots something she’s never seen before. “When?” She asks, rubbing her finger over the tattoo of her name scrawled out in an Old English style across my chest.
“Almost two years ago.”
“Why?”
I brush her hair behind her shoulders and hold the back of her neck in my hands. “Ryan and I were gone on a mission and we were missing you badly. We were going on three weeks of being gone and I needed something to numb the pain. I suggested we go and get one to have a piece of you with us whenever we were away.”
“He has my name tattooed on him too?” She asks, a lilt of hope in her tone.
“That’s for you to discover, mi corazón.”
Just then Ryan walks into her room. “Morning V, princess.” He says then picks Sophia up and throws her over his shoulder.
“You’re all sweaty!” She squeals and slaps his ass as he turns to walk out of her room. She’s got a goofy grin on her face and looks happier than I’ve ever seen her.
I get up to go shower in my bathroom, wanting them to have their own time.
“You coming?” Ryan asks me.
“Nah, I’ll see you two downstairs when you’re done.” I wink.
Ryan looks at me for a moment, presumably trying to make sure we’re all good and I give him a slight nod. He smiles and walks into his room with Sophia hanging over his shoulder, still smiling.
RYAN
Sharing isn’t something I’ve ever been good at. I never had a lot growing up that I could call mine, so whatever was mine, was mine and that’s it. I made sure no one got to have it, but me. The only exception to that rule was Javier. Javier and I have shared everything for as long as I can remember. The first time Javier handed me a chocolate chip cookie at lunchtime in the first grade was just the start. Both of our moms were single and trying to make it, but Javier’s mom always made sure to send him to school with a special snack. She was a far better mother than my own, who was more concerned with drowning her sorrows in a bottle than taking care of me. Anyway, we were six and cookies were important. He handed one of his over and ever since he’s the only person I’ve ever shared anything with. Sounds stupid, and logically I get it, but it’s how my brain is wired. Javier is not only my best friend, he’s my brother, I’d give him anything.
Up until the time I realized Sophia was the woman I wanted to spend the rest of my life with, I never thought I’d get married and have kids, do that whole white picket fence deal. Sophia changed everything for me. Sophia has always been special. It’s all in how she looks at the world and the kindness she shows everyone. For the first time since I was six years old, I worried what this would mean for my friendship with Javier. I’d let him have her, but would I be able to stand on the sidelines and watch?
I wasn’t surprised when I figured out he wanted Sophia too, around the same time that I did. It was me that brought up the idea of sharing her, loving her together. I could see it in his eyes, the man who shared everything with me didn’t know if he could share her. I understood. Fuck everybody else and their preconceived notions on what couples should be, neither of us cared, but the idea that we would be sharing her heart was big. I told him to think about it, we didn’t need to come to a decision yet. After a couple of weeks of talking out what this would mean for us, and how it would change our lives, Javier was onboard. We never truly knew what it would mean though, until now.
When I got up this morning they were sleeping peacefully. I wasn’t going to take that away from them. I went on my run and while I was gone, I thought a lot about last night. I got home and heard them upstairs. My dick was hard in an instant and I wanted to join them, but I didn’t. I held back and gave them their time. Our relationship, just like any, is going to have a learning curve. There’s going to be times when we’re all together, but then there will also be times when we have our own time with her. Sharing one woman will be the ultimate test, and I pray it doesn’t ruin the one solid relationship I’ve had in my life.
I put Sophia down in my bathroom and turn the shower on as hot as it will go. I turn to her and immediately peel off the shirt she’s wearing. I gave it to her last night when she was trying to figure out what to sleep in. I pull my own shirt over my head and toss it, before dropping my shorts and kicking out of my socks. Standing before me is the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen, clad in white panties.
Her eyes drop from my face to my chest where her name is tattooed over my heart. Her delicate finger traces over the script and she looks up at me in wonder. “You have one too?”
“Of course, I do. Do you like it?”
She nods and I step closer to her so that her pert breasts rub against my chest and my hard dick presses against her belly. It sure is freeing to finally show her how I really feel. Leaning down, I kiss her. The kiss starts out slow but quickly turns into something lit with passion. With one hand wrapped around her waist, I dip my other into her panties and moan when I touch her slick pussy. “You’re so wet, princess.”
“Yesss,” she hisses, as I stroke her pussy and push two fingers inside her.
I thrust my fingers in and out of her wet pussy, while rubbing her clit with the pad of my thumb. V was right last night when he said she was tight. We’ll need to be careful to not hurt her when we finally take her cherry. I drop to my knees, pulling her panties down her legs as I go. “Hold on to something, I don’t want you to fall,” I tell her.
She gives me a questioning look but rests her hand against the wall. Kissing up her thigh, I grab her ankle and help her to lay it over my shoulder before I part her pussy lips with two fingers and run my tongue up her middle.
“I’ll never get tired of tasting you, princess.” I groan then suck her puffy clit into my mouth.
She cries out in pleasure and I release it before doing it again and thrusting two fingers into her. With Sophia leaning against the wall, I hold onto her hip with one hand, keeping her steady and devouring her pussy.
“I’m close,” She moans.
I rub a spot inside her and she arches her back and moans loudly. “Oh god. Fuck.” She cries. I rub the spot again and her pussy contracts around my fingers. There it is. “Right there, don’t stop Ryan.” She moans, riding my fingers and chasing that high. I push my fingers in and out of her, rubbing the spot that’s making her crazy and she shatters, her girl cum covers my fingers and drips down my wrist.
Slowly, I pull my fingers out of her causing her to shiver and I suck them into my mouth. She gasps when she sees what I’ve done. Good, I want her to know that I’ll always need more of her.
I stand and pull her to my lips, kissing her deeply.
“Time to get cleaned up you dirty girl,” I say and kiss her forehead.
Chapter 6
Sophia
I skipped my classes yesterday and we took the ferry over to Seattle where we spent the day at Pike Place Market. I’ve gone a few times as a kid but going with Ryan and Javier was an experience. It was fun to just get out and be the three of us, no rules, no expectations. We started our morning getting coffee and donuts, then walked around looking in all the shops. We did a little shopping then we had lunch. By the time we got on the ferry at the end of the day, I was exhausted, but happier than I’ve ever been. When we got home, I took a much-needed nap, and woke up to find that Javier cooked shrimp fettuccine alfredo for dinner, using the shrimp we had got from the fish market. We ended the night much like we had the night before, kissing and touching in my bed.
Sadly, this morning we had to get back to the real world. I went to my classes like normal and they went back to their office. When I got home the house was silent, which is normal for during the week. It is weird being home without them, but it’s giving me time to think about what is goi
ng on with Ryan and Javier. We haven’t talked about what I am to them, but I’m hoping to talk to them tonight. I set about making dinner, one that we all love, my stuffed spinach and artichoke chicken with roasted potatoes and a salad.
I’ve just finished setting the table when my text tone rings.
Javier: We had an emergency come up at work. Can’t talk but we will call you when we can. We’ll be back tomorrow.
Me: Okay. Be safe. I’ll see you tomorrow.
I shouldn’t be surprised, but I am. It sucks that they are gone, again. I pick up the plates and silverware, then finish clearing the table. Is this what it will be like if we are together? Are we together? Sure, they’ve said how much they’ve wanted me, and we’ve kissed, a lot. But what now? I’ve always loved the idea of being with them, but what will that really be like? Will they share my bed and leave at the drop of a hat? I can’t imagine building a life like that.
I stare at the food that Is waiting to be put into dishes and consider calling Tessa over, but decide against it. Even her bubbly personality won’t help me get over this funk I’m in.
I make Jon a plate and walk outside to where he’s standing on the front porch. When the guys are gone, he’s on twenty-four-hour duty until they are home again.
“Jon, here you go,” I say handing over the plate of food.
Jon looks from the plate to me and smiles at me warmly. “Thank you, Sophia.” He takes the plate and gives me a knowing but sad smile.
“You’re welcome.”
I walk back inside to put all of the food into Tupperware containers and clean the kitchen up. Jon has done this hundreds of times. He’ll eventually come inside to keep watch but tries to leave me be and act like he’s not here. When I’m finished cleaning the kitchen, I go upstairs without eating anything. I’m not hungry anyway. I check my phone a dozen times hoping to hear from the guys, but they never call or text. I fall asleep holding my phone.
