by Susan Hayes
Rory grumbled, still unbuttoning his shirt. “So that’s why you didn’t bother getting dressed before coming outside.”
“I was planning ahead,” Evan gloated and then gave Jess a hot, sultry kiss, his muscular arms pinning her against the hard planes of his body so she didn’t float away from him. “I wanted to steal her away from you for a few minutes.”
As the jets roared to life Evan groaned and settled his back firmly against one of the nozzles. “I’ve died and gone to heaven. Good food, good company, a hot tub by the ocean, and an angel in my arms.”
Jess couldn’t argue, not when she was pretty sure Evan was right, that this was heaven. Evan held her close and she could feel every inch of his gorgeous body, including the rock-hard length of his cock that brushed up against her ass with every small move she made.
She ran a wet hand down his chest, enjoying the chance to explore. He didn’t have much chest hair, but what he did have was the same tawny blond as the hair on his head. Come summertime, she imagined it would turn a sun-kissed gold, and part of her hoped she would still be here to see it.
Beside them Rory was still undressing, and she looked up from Evan’s chest to drink in Rory’s body. His chest was as broad as she’d remembered, and her fingers already itched to stroke through the dark hair that dusted across his pectoral muscles and then formed a treasure trail that led her eyes downward. Rory caught her staring and his hands froze on his zipper as he gave her a feral grin that made her squirm in Evan’s lap as she squeezed her thighs together.
“You’ve got her all hot and bothered, bro.” Evan slid a hand down her tummy until his fingertips rested just at the crest of her mound. He dropped his voice to a whisper. “Do you like what you see, Jess?”
Blushing wildly, Jess nodded.
“Say it,” Rory instructed her in a commanding tone. “I want to hear you say it.”
Jess opened her mouth but no words came out. She didn’t know what to say, or how to say it. This was a whole new world for her and she was certain she was going to screw it up.
“They’re only words, sweetheart.” Ethan insinuated his finger the tiniest bit lower, parting her labia before he stopped moving again. “If you say it, Rory will let me reward you.”
Jess quivered and her gaze flew up to meet Rory’s.
“Tell me what you’re thinking, baby. Evan won’t move his hand until you do.”
Jess tried to buck her hips against Evan’s fingers, but he moved with her and laughed. “Now she’s cheating!”
“Jessica Jones, don’t you dare move until you tell me what you’re thinking!” Rory’s tone brooked no argument and Jess was stunned by the authority he poured into every word.
“I think you’re both gorgeous, and I really wish you’d hurry up and get undressed and get in here with us,” she babbled her answer and then added. “And no one has called me by my full name since I got too big to be spanked!”
Rory’s nostrils flared as he leaned forward, his hands still on the fly of his trousers. “Believe me, baby, you’re not too big to be spanked.”
Jess’s jaw dropped open and she stared up at Rory in shock. He couldn’t possibly have meant that…could he? Before she could ask Rory nodded to Evan and Evan’s fingers dove into her pussy, rubbing hard against her clit.
Jess moaned, her hips writhing against the pleasurable pressure. Rory finally moved his hands, undoing his pants and sliding them down his hips. Jess realized he wasn’t wearing any underwear, and her entire pussy clenched, her inner walls suddenly aching with the need to be filled. Rory’s cock rose up almost to his navel, the tip already engorged and gleaming with pre-cum.
Evan’s clever fingers were making it hard for her to think, but she managed to reach for Rory with trembling fingers, and he took her hand as he finished kicking off his clothing and stepped up and into the tub.
“Is she as responsive as I think she is?” he asked Evan.
“Better.”
“Then I think we should let her come before we start discussing how this is all going to work. A demonstration might help make things clearer.”
Jess whimpered as Evan kept stroking her clit, up and down in a slow, leisurely rhythm.
“Would you like that, Jess?” Rory asked, his tone dark and commanding. “And don’t you dare just nod. I want to hear you say it.”
“Yes, please.”
“Oh god, she said please,” Evan groaned and flicked her clit harder.
“Now that’s sexy.” Rory lowered himself into the water until only his head and neck were visible and Jess realized he was kneeling on the floor of the tub. “You got to taste her cute little toes, Ev. So I’m going to be the first to taste her pussy.”
“What?” The word flew out of her mouth before she’d thought of anything else to say.
“Trust me, we’ve got this.” Rory reached out and snagged her ankles in his hands, drawing her feet up to his shoulders. “You got her, Ev? We don’t want her getting a dunking or I think she’s going to have a few things to say to us.”
Evan’s fingers left her pussy and she bit back a mewl of frustration at the loss of contact. Evan reached up around her ribcage and then crossed his arms near the wrist so he had her in a firm hold, his hands eagerly cupping her breasts. “Got her,” he told Rory and brushed a kiss to the side of her mouth. “You may want to hold onto something, sweetheart.”
“Why would I—oh!” Jess exclaimed as Rory lifted her legs over his shoulders and moved toward her until her hips were just clear of the water and her pussy was a scant few centimeters from his mouth.
“That’s why.” Evan chuckled and pinched her nipples between his fingertips as Rory’s hands came over her thighs and parted her labia. Without another word Rory lowered his head and let his tongue swipe along the entire length of her pussy and Jess cried out at the pleasure of it.
She clutched at Evan’s wrists, bracing herself against the sensual onslaught that Rory’s mouth and tongue were unleashing on her clit.
Rory plunged a long, thick finger into her channel and groaned. “She’s so tight.” The words came out muffled, but Evan clearly understood because his arms tightened around Jess and he kissed her hard.
Jess’s body was a sponge, soaking up every glorious touch and sensation. Hands and mouths stroked and sucked until she was quivering and panting, suspended on the precipice of an orgasm. Evan lifted his head and stared into her eyes, his own gone a stormy blue-gray in his passion.
“I want to watch you come. I want to see your beautiful face when it happens.” He pinched her nipples harder than before. “Come for us, Jess.”
His words triggered her release and her body shattered into a thousand pieces, each one of them vibrating with the force of her orgasm. Jess’s heels drummed against Rory’s back as she arched hard against his mouth, and she could feel the rumbling vibration of his groan as he drew her clit into his mouth and focused all of his attention on the sensitive pearl.
Evan carefully kept her head above the water as she bucked and thrashed, so lost in her pleasure she could do nothing but trust in the two men holding her. Rory’s tongue lashing extended her release, demanding nothing less than her complete surrender. Only when the last of her shuddering cries finally quieted did their touches gentle, soothing her instead of arousing. As Rory submerged his shoulders and freed her legs to drift, Jess could barely find the strength to sit up and lift her head from Evan’s chest.
She felt herself passed from Evan to Rory and she didn’t have the energy to do anything more than curl into his arms and lay her head on his shoulder.
Rory held her wrapped in his strong arms, but she could also feel Evan’s hand resting lightly on her hip as if he wasn’t ready to let go of her completely.
“That was…” Evan trailed off, a note of awe in his voice.
“Indescribable,” Jess whispered.
“Just the beginning,” Rory added and hugged her closer. “If you’re still interested, that is.”
> “I thought you said he didn’t have a sense of humor?” Jess glanced at Evan and then back at Rory with a shy smile. “I wanted you both before this. Now? Now I just want to know how this is going to work.”
“Ev, grab us those drinks, will you?” Rory nodded to the tray and the three of them rearranged themselves so that Jess was sitting in Rory’s lap, her legs entwined with Evan’s to serve as a sort of anchor. As they all sipped their hot chocolate, both men paused and then downed a healthy measure of the contents before they stopped again.
“So that’s what it’s supposed to taste like.” Evan grinned. “I’m never going back to powdered pouches of crap again.”
“It tastes like a chocolate candy cane. What’s in this?” Rory asked and scooped a finger’s worth of half-melted whipped cream out of the mug and offered it to Jess. She sucked the cream and his finger into her mouth, swirling the tip of her tongue over him slowly, savoring him and his offering.
“I’m pretty sure she can’t answer your question if you’ve got your finger in her mouth,” Evan pointed out, his expression one of complete enthrallment.
She released Rory with a laugh and shrugged. “It’s nothing special, just milk, chocolate sauce, a pinch of cinnamon, and a dollop of peppermint schnapps.” Jess licked her lips playfully. “And of course, whipped cream.”
She felt Rory’s cock pulse to life beneath her, and a fresh surge of arousal coursed through her in response. She’d never come so hard in her life, and now she was eager to go again. Her men had quite the affect on her, and she was quickly learning to love it.
She took a drink and tried to organize her thoughts, but she quickly realized there was only one way to ask what she wanted to know.
“So how does this work? Am I dating one of you and sleeping with you both? Dating both of you? Is this all going to be a secret?”
“You’re dating both of us,” Rory and Evan said in unison and she had to laugh at the possessive tone they were both using.
“Well, that’s pretty clear.” She grinned at them both. “And it’s really cute the way you guys answered that together.”
“She’s calling us cute again,” Evan grumbled.
“I noticed. We’ll punish her for that later.”
“Don’t you dare bring up spanking me again. That is never, ever going to happen.” Jess glowered playfully at Rory. “Forget it.”
“Oh, sweetheart. It’s rarely in your best interests to tell Rory something is never happening. He tends to take it as a challenge. Though in this case, I’m really going to enjoy watching how this unfolds. If I’m lucky, it’ll turn out to be my new favorite fantasy.”
Rory cleared his throat. “Do you want this to be a secret? The three of us?”
Jess sensed there was a lot riding on this answer, and she looked from Rory, to Evan and back again as she considered her answer. Both men were watching her with carefully blank expressions, but she could read the glimmer of hope that showed in both their eyes, peeking out from behind the masks they wore.
“I don’t like secrets. I don’t like lying, either. But I’m not the one who lives here full-time and has friends and family and jobs at stake. So if you want me to keep this a secret, I will.”
“What do you mean you don’t live here full time?” Rory’s arms tightened around her and she felt Evan’s hand return to her thigh.
“You said your father gave you the cabin, so we assumed you were going to be living here from now on.” Evan’s voice had an edge to it now, and when she looked at him there was a look of pure determination on his handsome face.
“Well, I’m staying for the winter, absolutely. I have to finish my book and this is the perfect place to do it. After that…I’m not sure. I like it here, but I haven’t made up my mind yet.”
“Stay,” Evan asked her. “We just found you, Jess. Please don’t say you’re going to leave. We don’t want to keep you a secret. We want to have you in our lives. I know this is all a bit fast, but believe me, this is not some sexual adventure we’re on here. We want you. In our lives, in our bed, and in our house as soon as we can get you there.”
All the blood drained from Jess’s face and she suddenly felt light-headed. This couldn’t be happening. Not like this, not so quickly.
“I think you’re scaring her, Ev. Dial it back a bit before she decides were crazy.”
“She can’t leave us.” Evan shook his head and looked over her shoulder to Rory. “You know that.”
“But she doesn’t know it, not yet.” Rory pressed a kiss to Jess’s cheek and then lowered his voice to a stage whisper. “You see what I mean? I told you, he’s the delicate one, and a drama queen.”
“Bite me,” Evan snarked, but some of the intensity faded from his expression.
“That is never going to happen. The only one in this hot tub I’m planning on biting is Jess.”
Jess took in a slow, cleansing breath and then let it out again before she started speaking. “So you two want to date me openly. No secrets?”
“Tofino isn’t like Toronto, Jess. We’re a lot more laid-back out here. We wouldn’t be the only unconventional relationship in town, not by a long shot.” Rory glanced at Evan and the two seemed to have another of their silent conversations. When it was done, Evan was the one who spoke next.
“My parents are in a polyamorous family group, so are Rory’s. Many of the families that live in Kismet Bay have a two man, one woman ratio. It’s just the way we live.”
“Really?” Jess was caught between relief and curiosity. Relief that if there were others already living this way, it wouldn’t be necessary to hide it so much. And she was really curious to know how this could work in the long-term. “So if I stayed, we could live like that?”
“Could and would, baby. Evan and I have always known we’d live that way, if we could find the right woman to share our lives with.”
“So you two…” Jess blushed and waved to the two of them. “You two aren’t, um, with each other, right?”
“Did she just ask if we’re banging each other?” Evan asked, spluttering and choking on the hot chocolate he’d been drinking as she’d asked her question.
“Hell no, we are not with each other that way!” Rory declared with a great deal of volume. “He’s like a brother to me. I love him, but I’m not in love with him and I never will be. We’re not bisexual, we only like women. Specifically we like one woman, you.”
“Okay.” Jess managed to keep most of the laughter out of her voice. Not all, but most. “So, do you guys have separate bedrooms?”
“She’s getting down to the technical stuff now, so does that mean you’re going to be with us?” Evan asked, looking hopeful.
“I’m seriously considering it, but I have a few more questions. And then there’s something I need to tell both of you.”
“I’m glad you’re considering it, because if you do say no, I should warn you that we’re not giving up that easily. It would be easier on all of us if you just give in now.” Rory nuzzled her ear. “I’m not letting you go, baby. And to answer your question, yes, we have separate bedrooms. Our house was built for people with our lifestyle. It has two regular bedrooms and one large master suite with a bed big enough for three. Sometimes it will be all of us together, sometimes just one of us, and whenever you need time for yourself, that will be your bedroom and private space. We don’t come in unless invited. At least that’s how it works with my parents.”
“You’re talking like I’m moving in with you,” she pointed out.
“I’ve seen your bed. We’re not all going to fit that well,” Evan observed with a laugh.
“I’m not ready for that, not yet. Bad enough I’m naked with both of you and have no intention of letting you go home tonight. But moving in when we’ve known each other just over a day? That might be moving just a little fast.”
Rory nodded. “We’ll get you a key anyway, but you’re right. This must be feeling a little fast for you.”
“And it doe
sn’t for you? Neither of you?” she asked, surprised by their instant denials.
“Nope.”
“Not really,” Rory told her. “But we’ve wanted this our whole adult lives.”
“How many others have there been?” Jess asked, her mind suddenly filled with images of her men with other women, loving them, sharing them the way they were now sharing her.
It was Evan who answered. “If you’re asking if we’ve ever shared a woman in bed before, then the answer is yes. But it wasn’t all that often, and we’ve never taken a woman back to our house for sex. If you are there with us, you’ll be the first and only woman we’ve ever brought home.”
“Okay,” Jess said simply and reached under the water to squeeze Evan’s hand as she wrapped her free arm around Rory’s neck. “This is insane, but I’d be crazier to say no and never give this a chance.”
Both men whooped with pleasure and first Rory and then Evan kissed her until she was breathless. She finally managed to get them to stop long enough for her to get her breath back.
“Before you guys celebrate my lapse in sanity, there’s one more thing you need to know.”
Both of them looked at her, concern on their faces.
“What is it?”
“I didn’t tell you the whole truth about what I do for a living.”
“You’re not a freelance writer?” Evan looked confused. “Why would you lie about that?”
“You lied?” Rory’s voice was a low, unhappy snarl. “I don’t like liars.”
Jess twisted around to look at Rory and quailed at his dark expression. His eyes had narrowed and his lips were drawn down in a thin line.
Evan reached out to lay a hand on his arm. “Rory, stop it. You’re scaring her! C’mere, sweetheart.” Evan drew her out of Rory’s arm and cradled her against his chest, and Jess burrowed against him.
“Chill out, bro, or you’re going to ruin everything.” Evan’s hands stroked up and down her back, soothing her. “He didn’t mean to scare you, Jess.”
