Reese
I heard the muffled sobs when I reached the doorway to the bathroom. When I entered, the sight through the glass doors of the shower broke my heart and pissed me off at the same time. Someone need to pay for my woman sitting on the floor of the shower with her arms wrapped around her middle, as if to contain the shaking of her body from her sobs while the water from the multiple shower heads hit her from all sides. The need to comfort her was so strong I staggered when I went to the landing at the top of the stairs and yelled for Michael before retracing my steps back to the bathroom.
Zoey didn’t flinch once after I entered the shower and pulled her up off the shower floor and into my arms. Her arms came around me immediately and she rested her head on my chest.
“What happened, is she okay?” Michael said as he opened the shower door and stepped in. I told him how I found her and he step behind her and ran his hand down her wet hair down her back over and over while I just continued to hold on to her tightly.
The sobs ceased and the shaking along with them. The only sounds left was our breathing and the water as it ran. I don’t know how long we stood like that but I began to worry the water would begin to cool and she would catch a chill once more.
“We should get her washed and out of the shower.” She was our first priority, we could worry about dealing with our wet clothes after she was taken care of.
Zoey held onto me as I washed her hair and Michael soaped up the washcloth and started at the back of her neck, over her shoulder and down her arm, he repeated the motion on the other side. I grabbed the sprayer, rinsed the suds out of her hair, and started over with the conditioner. She moved her arms from around my waist to rest them on my chest, filling her hands with my shirt as she balled them into fists, then buried her face into the shirt.
Michael and I looked at each other over her head. Our thoughts usually ran on the same wave so he was more than likely thinking what I was. We had her in the shower, naked, and unable to even enjoy the view. She didn’t need two horny men right now. She needed two men who would always put her first.
When she spoke, her voice was so low that we almost didn’t make out what she said. I wasn’t sure I had.
“Sorry, baby, I missed that. What did you say?” I asked and Michael shrugged at me, letting me know he hadn’t understood it either.
Zoey turned her face to the side, and took a deep breath. She didn’t say anything for a few minutes, “I’m sorry.”
“Sorry for what, sweetheart,” Michael asked, his brow furrowed with his apparent confusion, which matched mine.
“I’ve been acting childish the last couple of days and I’m sorry. You both have done nothing but be sweet and caring toward me and I…I didn’t want to believe it was for me. It was easier to think you were only doing it for the baby.” Damn it, how could we prove to her that it was her we wanted, the baby was a bonus we hadn’t expect to find when we found her again. My mother was right; we were going to blow this relationship if we didn’t get that point across.
“Oh, Zoey, we told you before it was you, you who we looked for after that night. You who we found and knew we’d been given a second chance to have everything we wanted. This baby," I ran sat my hand on her stomach, “he or she was conceived between three people who felt a connection, one deeper than just a bout of sex. It’s the start of what we can be together and with each child we share, will only strengthen everything that was initiated when we stepped on that dance floor with you.” I leaned down and kissed her forehead when I heard her sniffle.
“Babe, you’re here. I wish the reason was under better circumstances but I’m not going to question it. This is where we want you and the baby. With us you will never have to be scared or deal with anything on your own again, we’ll always be here to protect you or pick you up when you are down. We’d slay anyone who threatened you. We’re here because we want to be, not because we have to be.” She stayed quiet after Michael finished.
She had to know, she had to feel it. Some may say this was all going to quickly, my response would be not quick enough. Zoey would have been ours three fucking months ago if she hadn’t run. And after today, the thought that she and the baby could have been killed, a loss that I don’t think I could have recovered from, so no it isn’t too soon, a matter of fact it is way overdue.
“I want you both,” her whispered words had mine and Michael’s heads snapping up to stare at each other.
“You got us, sweetheart.” Michael cocked his brow.
“No. I want you together. Please, I need you, I need to feel the connection from before. It will make it all real if it is there. I’ve done nothing but think of you since that night and I find myself wondering if I imagined it all.” Zoey let go of my shirt, then moved her hands until they made their way under to touch my skin. She slowly moved them up, reaching my chest, stopping to touch my nipple rings, gently tugging them, drawing an involuntary groan out of me.
“Sweetheart, you’ve been through enough today,” Michael said as he ran his hand over her hair.
“The doctor said everything was fine. Please, I need it.” She turned from me and wrapped her arms around Michael’s neck, pulling him down to her till they were eye level. “Please.”
“Damn it, Zoey, you make it hard to behave,” Michael said exactly what I was feeling.
“Then don’t behave.” Holy shit, the woman between us was going to be the death of me.
“You need to be sure, baby. I can’t promise to be able to stop once we start.” I hadn’t been with anyone since Zoey. She could touch me and it might be over before it started.
“For the first time I’m positive about something—needing both of you.”
That was all I needed. The water was turned off, Michael and I stripped our wet clothing off, and stepped out of the shower and quickly dried off. When she draped her towel over the towel rack, I scooped her in my arms and headed for the bed. It was the first step to her being totally ours. She’d never regret her choice and I’d remember it always. She may not have known what she just did, but she’d given us her heart and trust to take care of her. I’d never give her heart back, lose her trust, and I would take care of her till my last breath.
Zoey
When I’d cried in the shower, it’d been a cleansing of sorts, one I needed to clear my head, bring everything into focus. I’d realized that life could be cut short at any time and I could run from things that scared me or I could run to them. When they’d been so gentle with me in shower, my decision was easy—run toward them.
Michael pulled the covers back on the bed and Reese laid me gently down, then each got on the bed, one on each side of me. I looked at each man and the Zoey of five minutes would have ran from what I was seeing in their eyes, the Zoey of now was reveling in the desire reflected back. This was the Zoey I wanted to be. The one who could face the world and say “Fuck yeah, I got two men. Deal with it.”
“We can deal with it, babe. Can you deal with us is the question?” Reese leaned over, his lips touching mine, his tongue demanding entry and when I opened, he slid his in and devoured.
Michael leaned in and started at my breast, he lips traveling over each one, stopping to suckle, nibble, and lick the sting away on my nipples before moving on. When I felt his tongue circle my belly button I shivered, my stomach quivering.
I moaned against Reese’s mouth when he sucked on my tongue. Their touches causing my skin to tingle, bringing back to my mind everything we shared the first time. The feelings I was having now were more intense than that night. I stopped thinking about that when Michael’s lips worked their way over my mound, the anticipation of where he was headed had my legs spreading, the vibration of his chuckle against my skin had me pulling my mouth away from Reese’s as I tried to take in a much needed breath.
“Well lookie here, Reese. A surprise. Didn’t have this the last time, baby.” Reese looked at Michael at his words then followed his eyes. I knew what he was seeing, after leaving the
m in Vegas, I’d done one last crazy thing that weekend, all thanks to Brit.
“Ah, baby, you are a girl after my own heart. When did you get that done?” I didn’t know if I could answer Reese, Michael had moved between my legs and he ate at me as his tongue moved through my folds from back to front and when he sucked my clit into his mouth, I closed my eyes and let them both take over my body. I needed to forget the day. I needed them to take me to a place where the only feeling was a happy one. No bullets flying, no being scared for me and my baby. Just me, Michael, and Reese.
“Problems answering, babe?” Reese chuckled as I arched and cried out as his tongue flicked my clit, then pushed into me, mimicking what he would do with his cock. I needed to answer but how, when I could hardly breathe. Reese traveled down my neck, his teeth nipping a path to settle on my breast. He laved, suckled, and bit at the same time Michael’s tongue stabbed in, the orgasm ripped through me and the scream that echoed in the room had to belong to someone else. No way did that come from me.
While I came down from my orgasm, they’d switched places. Michael stretched out beside me, his hands caressing me. A palm lay flat on my stomach, his one hand big enough to span from hipbone to hipbone, these men made me feel dainty when they surrounded me. Michael’s lips touched mine. His hard to my softness, I bit his lip and he opened, letting me take his mouth, his taste mixed with my own as I held him to me by his hair.
Reese had taken Michael’s place between my legs, and he lifted them over his shoulders, putting me on full display. I should be embarrassed. I should feel some type of shame for being with two men, shouldn’t I? But nothing came forward, only my moans as Reese’s finger filled my pussy, his mouth sucking my clit and his thumb circling my back hole.
I heard the drawer to the nightstand open when Michael pulled away. “Lube her good, Reese, I don’t want to hurt her.” The next thing I felt was a cool wetness from my pussy to my asshole. Reese’s finger pushed into my pussy, circling, coating my entrance, and stretching me to make their way in easier. When he touched my back hole and pushed his thumb past the rim my hips jerked, the sting minimal to the feeling of pleasure that started to take over as he pumped in and out.
“Easy, baby, we will get you there. Just making our path a little easier for us to slip in.” When he finished talking, his thumb was pulled out, only to be replaced with two fingers, the coolness of the lube sent a shiver through my body.
I kept my eyes closed tight, Michael moved away and I felt the loss of him, only to open my eyes when his cock pushed against my lips, demanding entrance. I grabbed the base unable to wrap my hand completely around and took him in. His salty taste on my tongue was driving me to create more. His groan showing the pleasure I was bringing to him.
“Goddamn, that feels good. Take more of me, sweetheart. That’s it; your mouth is heaven. As soon as Reese has you stretched, we’ll take you and, Zoey, there will be no turning back.” When I sucked him deep and this cock hit the back of my throat, I hummed in agreement, the vibrations stopping anything else he would have said.
“You ready for the ride, baby. No need to answer, I know you are enjoying sucking Michael’s cock, the clenching of your muscles around my fingers gave it away. Hell, if he’d fed you his dick before I started, I wouldn’t have had to use lube, your juices flowed and soaked my hand.”
Michael pulled his cock out of my mouth to lay back, pulling me with him, positioning me until my pussy was over his cock, Reese’s earlier efforts paid off when he thrusted up and pulled me down at the same time, until our pubic bones touched and he filled me, a small orgasm sending a shiver through my body.
“I could stay like this, buried deep in you,” Michael said and as I looked into his green eyes, the color of moss, I saw the truth in his words. How was it even possible to far as quickly for two men? I guess the answer doesn’t matter, because I had, later, I hoped years down the road, maybe I would waste my time analyzing it, but now, I just wanted to enjoy the feeling and let them take me to heights I had no idea you could reach.
Michael pulled out as Reese kissed my shoulder and I felt pressure when he breeched my rim. He paused and rubbed my back before working his way into me more. Once he was fully seated, no space between us, did I bend over and take Michael’s mouth. Michael’s hand squeezing my breast, tweaking my nipples.
Reese pulled out and his hands on my hips pushed me down on Michael’s cock and then he set a pace, repeating his movements. I pulled my mouth from Michael’s breaking the kiss to gather in a much needed breath as Reese moved faster, his efforts taking all three us to a point of no return. The pressure building within me, Reese’s piercing hit spots inside me I didn’t know existed, bringing me to my breaking point. When he bottomed out with one last thrust, his roar and the warmth of his release set my own release free. And as I bared down on Michael, he followed us, his cock twitching inside me as he filled me with his cum.
After we cleaned up and settled back into the bed, my men fell into a deep sleep, giving me the opportunity to look them over. Reese was leaner than Michael but just as tall. His dark hair messed, his faced relaxed in sleep. Michael’s chest lifting with each deep breath he took in. His reddish hair framing his square jaw. A tear slipped down my cheek when I thought of our child sharing any of their features. I wiped it away and snuggled between the two, my life hadn’t always been easy, I suffered the loss of my parents, the loss of my sister-in-law. Worked to finish school to give myself a chance of survival in this world and chose a profession to do the same for others. I didn’t expect any awards for anything I had done, but as Michael’s and Reese’s arms encircled me in their sleep, I fell asleep with the feeling that I’d been handed two, both on a chance encounter that would change my life.
Chapter Fifteen
Reese
I turned and looked at Zoey who was still sleeping in our bed. Shit, our bed, it was really happening. Michael and I were going to have a family, a wife, a kid. Shit, I didn’t think nirvana was real until right now. And nothing was going to fucking change it.
I walked slowly out of the bedroom and went to my home office. Michael had one as well right across the hall, but right now, he was already heading into Slinging Ink. Plans were being made to tat the family they could with his special ink. We weren’t taking any more chances with these fuck heads.
I opened the email that Tony and Fin had sent to us. They had been looking into the fighting ring they thought they had already busted up. Unfortunately, the man who was killed wasn’t the head of the beast, they were still looking for him and the body count was piling up.
Fin was currently pulling in numerous members of his boxing studio and questioning them about what they knew. The list of young boys who had died was frightening. Fin wasn’t going to let that happen to any of his boys. He had worked too hard to help these kids out. And right now, he was hurting because they were in danger. It wasn’t okay.
We had a plan, and I wasn’t sure it was going to work. But seriously, we didn’t have much of a choice at this point. Shit was moving forward and we were all going to be in danger.
It was going to go like this. Fin and several of the men who worked for Tony were going to train hard and fast. They were going to discretely let it be known they needed money, and they’d be willing to do illegal fights for a quick buck. Unless we had someone in the crowd, the police, Tony, hell, no one would find these bastards. I wasn’t letting my kid come into the world without knowing he/she would be safe. It was not acceptable.
As of today, I was staying at home with Zoey until further notice. Her job had been called and she was on extended leave. Thankfully her boss agreed completely, but it wouldn’t have mattered anyway. Maria intervened and explained Zoey was under Prosecutorial Protection due to the case. It smoothed a lot of ruffled feathers.
I turned to my computer, I had made the calls and called in my marker just this morning with my old boss. I currently had to go ahead to enter the deep web without worrying about the
Feds busting into my house and arresting me. Thankfully one of the higher ups of the Cyber Division just happened to love the ladies at my old casino, it only took a few promises to get him to agree to keep this case under wraps. Once again Maria helped with this, calling her boss and telling him about the investigation.
Since so many boys had shown up dead, her boss agreed on the spot. So, in thirty minutes my computer was going live in the deep with a sniffer program I had written myself. The years of learning how to be a hacker was going to pay off. I’d learned when I started working at the casino, to catch a hacker, you had to be a hacker, yeah, there were people who tried to get into the gaming systems to manipulate them. A crook is a crook and there are tons of people who think they deserve something for nothing. It was a never ending cycle.
I heard a noise and stood to look out into the hallway. Zoey was muttering and wandering around with only one of my tees on. She was adorable, I thought and then cleared my throat.
“Hey baby, you looking for something?”
“Coffee,” she mumbled and I chuckled. I was going to love finding out every little thing about her, she was ours now, we had all the time in the world.
“Come on,” I smiled. “I will get you a cup and you can come into my office and sit with me for a while.”
Zoey frowned and looked around, she was still half asleep, yep she was cute. “‘K,” she said and then followed me as I went down the back steps that led to the kitchen.
I had to admit the place was awesome. When Michael showed me this place right before he bought it, I had wondered what the hell a single guy needed this much space for, but damned if he hadn’t been right. The place was huge, but it also gave us privacy if we needed it.
On the main floor was a living room, study, dining room, kitchen, huge pantry, and what was supposed to be the butler quarters. Michael had made that a lab for him to work out of. I had been in awe when I saw him at work, the man was fucking talented.
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