Protecting Olivia [Fate Harbor 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour)

by Caitlyn O'Leary

  “I don’t understand,” she said, bewildered.

  “That’s what we wanted to talk to you about, Olivia Ann. We both love you. You know that, right?” Joshua’s voice was so tender, so loving, Olivia found herself close to tears.

  Her voice trembling, she said, “I never meant for that to happen.”

  “Loving you is the best thing that ever happened to me, Livvy. Never apologize for coming into my life,” Ian chided. Olivia looked at him and saw his sincerity.

  “Same goes, Olivia Ann, having you come into my life is a blessing.” Joshua’s smile was dazzling, and she couldn’t help but give a tentative smile back at him. She had never been able to do anything but share in Joshua’s happiness, it was much of the reason she loved him.

  “Thank you both. I’ve been blessed to have such wonderful men think so highly of me. I never wanted to betray you, or hurt you, or cause a rift in your friendship,” she worked hard to keep her voice level.

  “And you haven’t,” Joshua said, grasping both of her hands in his. “Kitten, we want to propose an unconventional solution. We want the three of us to be together.” Joshua waited for a reaction. Olivia’s thoughts were chaotic, so coming up with a response was difficult and it was a long time in coming. Finally, she had a question.

  “You want a relationship, like what Sam and Chance have with Josie?” She found the idea…She didn’t know what she found it. Amazing? Wrong? Right? The answer to a prayer?

  “Yes, exactly like that,” Joshua answered.

  Olivia pulled her hands out of Joshua’s. She turned to Ian. “And you would be okay with that, Ian?”

  “Yes, Livvy. I would,” Ian answered.

  “But only because it’s the only way you could have me, right?” Olivia watched Ian carefully, not surprised when he didn’t answer.

  “Olivia Ann, can you look at me for a moment?” Olivia turned to Joshua. “In some ways, this is the same as any relationship. You have to work out your feelings with one another.” Joshua stopped. She could see him waiting to make sure she was tracking. “So you have to feel your way along and determine if you’re really right for one another. I’ve known Ian for twenty years. I just suggested this three days ago. It’s going to take some time for him. I always thought if he was going to fall in love, it would take him a year to figure it out, knowing what an anal son of a bitch he is, so a ménage is something that is going to take more than three days for him to come to grips with.” Olivia shared a quick laugh with Joshua and then felt bad as she looked over at Ian. She might have known him only a short time, but she intimately knew this man’s soul. She knew he felt things deeply. His love ran deep and strong. She also knew that the idea of sharing the woman he loved, even with his best friend, went against his very nature.

  “Go ahead and laugh. He’s right. Love at first sight is right up there with life on Mars. Didn’t believe in it. Then you came along, sweetheart.” Ian touched her cheek. “I didn’t think within seventy-two hours of him suggesting it, I’d be considering a long-term threesome relationship either. So, I guess there must be life on Mars, because I’m seriously considering it. Otherwise, I wouldn’t be here.” All three of them smiled.

  “What about you, Olivia? How do you feel about a triad relationship? Do you need some time to get used to the idea?” Joshua asked.

  Olivia looked from one man to the other. She reached out and slid her hands around each man’s nape, bringing their heads in close so that both of their foreheads were touching hers.

  “Am I a bad person, Joshua, if I say that I don’t need any time at all? That this makes me happier than anything has ever made me in my entire life?” Her voice was choked with tears.

  Ian answered, “Making you happy…Oh, Livvy, I can’t even begin to explain.” He dipped down and took her lips in a reverent kiss, their smiles mingling. His arms caught her beneath her thighs and back, and suddenly she was swung up in Ian’s arms. She clasped his neck. As he strode down the hall she looked behind his head and saw Joshua following with a contented smile, and she mouthed “thank you.” He tipped his chin at her.

  Ian kicked open her bedroom door. She saw him looking at her twisted sheets and comforter. Joshua moved in front of them, pulling them off the bed. Olivia had a keen sense of déjà vu, remembering Ian doing that very thing when they were in his bedroom. Ian carefully placed her so she was seated on the end of her bed, and as if they had choreographed it, both men knelt before her and started to divest her of her clothes.

  As they got to her jeans, Joshua said, “Stand up.”

  Olivia pushed up from the bed, and Joshua had her jeans off by the time Ian had her tennis shoes removed. Ian crawled up on the bed beside her, while Joshua moved between her thighs, parting them.

  “Livvy, your nipples are so hard and pink.” Ian softly gripped one between his thumb and forefinger, while his hot tongue bathed the other in moist heat, causing her to clutch his shaggy hair in both of her hands, trying to bring him closer.

  “It’s okay, Livvy, we have all day.”

  “More, I need more now. It’s been too long.” Then she felt Joshua’s fingers parting the swollen lips of her labia, and she felt a flood of cum rush out of her channel. Instinctively, she tried to close her legs, embarrassed.

  “Stop, Olivia Ann, I need to taste you, baby. Don’t deny me this pleasure.” Olivia relaxed, knowing that she was surrounded by two men who loved her and reveled in her responses. “Good girl,” Joshua murmured, his tongue curling and lapping up her honeyed liquid. She felt the hum of his approval, and then Ian sucked one of her nipples deep into the cavern of his mouth, pinching her other nipple to add a spike of pleasure missed with pain as Joshua speared his tongue deep into her cunt. Olivia howled out her climax. They continued in their ministrations, causing her to begin to spiral up again, up and up. Then Joshua brushed his thumb against her engorged clitoris, and another orgasm shot through her system.

  Olivia worked her way through the fog of bliss, aware that both men were now caressing her sweat-soaked body.

  “Have you ever seen anything more beautiful than Olivia Ann writhing in pleasure?” Joshua asked Ian.

  “God, no,” Ian answered fervently. There was a long pause. “I never thought I’d see this again. Do you know what this means to me? What she means to me?” Olivia couldn’t believe the level of emotion in his voice. Watching him through slitted eyes, she reached out and stroked his chest, offering comfort.

  “Ian, I never thought I would be here, either. I had resigned myself to a life alone. If I couldn’t have you or Joshua…” She paused. She opened her eyes wide and looked at them both. “This was the only the solution—ever. I never knew it. How did you know, Joshua?” She looked at him in awe.

  “Olivia Ann, don’t give me too much credit. It was all Sam. I was ready to come to Boston to confront you and insist you choose between us. Sam was the one who pointed out the obvious. I couldn’t believe it. But it had been staring me right in the face all along,” he admitted ruefully.

  She sat up. “What we did…or rather, what you both just did was wonderful, but I need more, a lot more. I think that starts with both of you getting naked.” The men looked at one another and grinned. They both hopped off the bed with amazing speed, once again reminding her that she was surrounded by firefighters. Then, as their gorgeous, fit bodies were quickly revealed, she was even further reminded that they often did hard, physical work. And aren’t I a lucky girl? Joshua pulled condoms out of his pocket.

  “Wait a minute,” Olivia said. “I’ve been on the pill for over a month now. I stayed on it, even when I came home to Boston. I think it made me feel close to you, Joshua.” Olivia bit her lip, but Joshua nodded in understanding. “Anyway, we don’t need the condoms. We’ve both been tested.” Then she looked over at Ian.

  “I’m clean,” he admitted slowly. “But are you sure, Livvy? That’s a pretty big step.” He leaned over her on the bed, his arms braced on either side of her, caging her, his ha
zel eyes capturing hers. “I’ve never gone bareback,” he confessed softly.

  She grinned up at him, delighted. “So, I’m going to be your first!” she reached up and gave him a slow, languorous kiss. She trailed her hands down his chest, to those washboard abs that were featured in so many of her erotic dreams. Olivia lowered her hands to the soft texture of his cock, covering a steely hardness that promised was going to feel so good inside her.

  “I want all of you, naked, inside of me.” She looked over at Joshua. “I want you both that way.”

  “That’s a good thing,” he assured her with a wicked smile. He leaned over and brushed back her hair, and placed a kiss on her forehead, making her feel cherished. “I can’t believe how turned on I am at the idea of watching Ian fuck you, but I am.”

  “Really? Truly, you’re not just saying that?” Both men seemed to hear the trepidation in her voice, and again they turned to one another. This time Ian answered.

  “Seeing you splayed out and pleasured by my hand, or my best friend’s hand, just excites me, Livvy. God, you’re just so fucking beautiful. I have to admit, I’m looking forward to the day when you’re stuffed full with both of our cocks, screaming because you’re out of your mind with pleasure.” Olivia shuddered at the thought of both of them filling her at the same time. The image ripped through her brain, causing her pussy to clench in excitement. Her hand unconsciously tightened on Ian’s cock, causing him to groan.

  “I’ve never had anal sex,” she whispered.

  “We’ll make sure you’re prepared,” Joshua assured her. “We’re only happy if you enjoy our touch.” Ian nodded in agreement.

  “Livvy, you’re killing me with the way you’re touching me.” She suddenly realized that she was stroking his cock in soft up-and-down motions, luxuriating in the velvety feel of him.

  “Oh, Ian, you just feel so good. I’m sorry.” She looked up at him in apology.

  “I have an idea of how you can make it up to me.” He smiled down at her as he thrust into her hand. He lowered himself to his elbows so that the hair of his chest began to abrade her nipples, making her sigh in bliss. He moved back and forth and she closed her eyes so that she could better concentrate on the sensations. He drew back, pulling his penis out of her hand, and then it was prodding against the weeping entrance of her pussy. Feeling smooth skin instead of latex was glorious, and she spread her thighs as wide as possible, trying to make his entrance as easy. Then with one long, deep thrust he was inside her to the hilt, and she cried out in satisfaction. Finally the missing piece of her own personal puzzle was back. She felt Joshua at her head, licking up the tear that was dripping along her temple, so happy to have him with them at this moment, making everything complete. She was complete. It was so much more than sex, it was home.

  Then Ian pulled out and pushed back in, and need barreled down on her like she had never known. Her thighs strained as they splayed wide. Ian reared up, and he gripped the globes of her ass, pulling her up so she was upright against his chest, her legs over his thighs, grinding her pelvis against his, pushing him ever deeper until she felt him as he hit the bud of her cervix. She keened, and she didn’t know if it was in pain, pleasure, or some blissful state of both that rocketed her upward to heights before unknown. He continued to pump inside her, gripping her butt cheeks, parting them, and then she felt Joshua’s fingers trailing down the crease of her ass, past her rear opening until he scooped up some of the liquid proof of her arousal. Then he trailed back up to her anus, and slowly circled, and circled, while Ian continued to pump and pump and pump. Then as one, while Ian thrust in even deeper than before, Joshua reached around and pressed down on her clit as he breached the muscle of her ass, and she exploded, wailing both of their names.

  When she came back to herself, Olivia found herself lying in the middle of her bed, with two hunky firefighters using warm washcloths to wash and soothe her perspiring skin, while both rained kisses over her body, whispering words of praise. Olivia fought back tears, realizing that more than enough tears had been cried, and now was a time of new beginnings and joy. She felt Ian between her legs, gently cleansing away the evidence of his seed. She felt a moment of sorrow, wishing that there wasn’t even the barrier of birth control between her and these men.

  Joshua was sliding the washcloth over her breasts, when he gave a slight pause as it moved over the scar near her ribs.

  “Don’t think about it, Joshua,” she whispered.

  “We’re going to talk about this,” he assured her.

  “Later.” Olivia took the washcloth from his hand and threw it onto the floor. She reached for him and drew him down for a kiss. There wasn’t as much hair to tangle her hands into as with Ian, but she was still able to pull a handful of short hair, urging him into the kiss, especially since he seemed to be so amenable.

  “I need you now, Joshua,” she whimpered against his lips.

  He devoured her, his tongue greedily penetrating the warm depths of her mouth, tangling with her tongue, dominating her, leaving her weak with need. Finally, she broke away.

  “Now, Joshua, now, please,” she begged. He quickly moved down her body, Ian switching to her side, making room. Joshua positioned her body easily, as if she were his doll to play with. She loved that he made her feel owned, made her feel like she belonged to him.

  He stared between her legs, his eyes hooded. “God, Olivia Ann, your cunt is beautiful—so red and pouty and fuckable. Jesus, Ian, do you see this?” He looked up at his friend, his eyes dazed. His touch was delicate in contrast to his words, but then her pelvis jerked up, impaling his finger into her folds.

  “Yes, fuck me, Joshua. I need you, now.” He used his thumb and pinky to spread her wide, and he looked at her. She couldn’t help the faint flutter of her inner muscles as she trembled in response to his avid gaze.

  “Again, honey, do that again.”

  “Again?” She was a little embarrassed that he was so fascinated by her responses.

  “Clench your cunt, let me see how you’re going to tighten around me, how you’re going to grip my cock like a tight velvet fist.” Olivia contracted the muscles of her vagina and Joshua groaned. He grabbed his cock and positioned the head at her entrance. Olivia gloried in the feel of the huge head pushing through the tight muscles of her vagina. Ever so slowly he made his way through, so that she felt every minute texture. God, he was stretching her wide open. Finally, he popped through the muscle, and then he inexorably made his way deeper and deeper until his balls hit her ass. She sighed in satisfaction, at long last feeling the thick girth of Joshua filling her again. He slowly brought his body down to hers, chest to breast, his arm under her head, so that he brought her head to his neck, just the way she liked it, so she could breathe in the scent of him. Oh, the wonder of being filled and surrounded by the man that held her heart. It never got better than this, until he started his wonderful rhythm of love and lust.

  He would press in, and she would heave up. She pressed her heels into the mattress, gaining purchase, so she could arch higher. His arm around her head clutched, bringing her closer, while his other hand glided down to her thigh, to behind her knee, raising it up. He thrust in again, and this time it shot against that set of nerves that made her quiver.

  “Again, Joshua.”

  He did it again, and again, and again.

  She went flying.

  Chapter 9

  Ian schooled his features, working hard not to allow the sappy grin to make its way to his face, but it was difficult. Joshua had tried to talk Olivia into coming out into the living room naked for their conversation. Ian knew it was a lost cause, but he loved how his friend’s foolishness had put a smile on Olivia’s pensive face. That was Joshua’s specialty, making people smile.

  Olivia was now cuddled between her men with her back against Joshua and her legs propped over Ian’s lap. She was wearing something she called loungewear. All he knew was that it was silky and he could clearly see her aroused nipples poking thr
ough the thin fabric. Seriously, Ian Ransom was in heaven. He stroked the firm muscles of Olivia’s thighs and calves, while Joshua ran his hands up and down her arms.

  “Much more of this, and we’re going to end up back in the bedroom,” Olivia purred. It was at that moment that Ian made the connection. No wonder Joshua sometimes called her Kitten, she practically purred like a contented cat at their attentions.

  “No more sex for you until we talk about what I learned at the Boston Police Department yesterday,” Joshua stated firmly. “The two men in suits actually arrived in the building at four o’clock, mingling in with other business people. They were caught on various cameras entering the lobby deli and staying there until it closed at six o’clock. Then they proceeded to the AHC floor and entered the restroom on that floor. The cameras in the hallway caught them bypassing your keypad system and gaining entry to your forty-first-floor suite of offices at 8:00 p.m. They stayed there for forty-five minutes, then the cameras caught them leaving, taking the elevator down to the lobby, and running into you at almost 9:00 p.m.”

  Joshua turned Olivia’s chin, so that she had to look up at him. “I saw you, Olivia Ann. It was 9:00 p.m. in downtown Boston, and you were just walking the streets alone. What the hell were you thinking?” Ian noted Olivia’s look of surprise at Joshua’s tone of voice. Apparently, she’d never had the privilege of experiencing Joshua going all alpha on her before. Well, wasn’t she going to be in for a surprise!

  “Joshua, I work in a lot of the soup kitchens and food pantries in and around Boston. You know they are open all night, so I’m out alone at night, a lot.” Ian watched as the contented kitten began to arch her back, getting ready to hiss and spit.

  “What do you take to defend yourself? Do you have a weapon?” Joshua growled out his question.

  “I don’t believe in guns.” Olivia was no longer sitting against Joshua. Her back was against the back of the sofa, but Ian kept her legs firmly planted in his lap.