Nathan was more intense but no less foolish at times it seemed. She enjoyed his poetic, creative side as he fed her soul in art exhibitions and fancy nights at the theater. He was equally impulsive too – his impulsivity just took on another shape than Evan’s. He would slowly finger her with a deadpan face while they watched the opera or take her from behind on the roof, under the stars, exposed to the city night. He was the more romantic of the two but somehow also rougher. She eventually got used to his style, matching him in form as she left long scratches all over his body, bite marks bruising his shoulders. Nina never remembered leaving these, she just found herself lost in a moment…
Just as often as their separate dates, they hung out together though. The variety of their steamy threesomes knew no bounds and when the two of them double-teamed her pleasure, her body would erupt in a passion she had never known possible. They went on long road trips to the mountains where they would remain naked all weekend, drifting in and out of a pleasure state in the wild. They went ice skating and bowling and all the fun dates anyone could dream up, making Nina feel a decade younger than she was. Live music sets in the desert and 12-course meals at boutique restaurants – she never knew what to expect! Her life felt like a movie.
She was hesitant initially about the arrangement, but she slowly gained a confidence she had never had before. The more time she spent with the two men, the more her confidence grew until she became almost unrecognizable as a person, even flirting with coworkers.
Nina found herself opening up more, seductively, playfully interacting with the men around her, sometimes even clients. But she always saved the best for Nathan and Evan, who thrived on her newfound sexual provocativeness.
This was the new Nina.
<
Nina couldn’t help but notice the familiar face at the café, even though it was the last person she felt like dealing with at the moment.
It was her day off and she was enjoying some rare time alone before meeting up with the boys for horse-riding in the afternoon.
She looked away and pretended not to notice the familiar figure at the counter. But he wasn’t about to do the same.
“Nina! I thought it was you, hey!” he walked up to her table, making it impossible for her to ignore him.
“Hi James,” she greeted her ex-husband coldly.
“How are you doing? Wow, it feels like such a long time. Are you alright?” he was overly friendly, annoying her even more. She really wasn’t in the mood for his drama.
“I’m fine, thanks,” she responded formerly without asking him the same.
“Can I sit down?” he asked.
"I'd rather you not," she replied but he sat down in any way, completely disregarding her request – as always.
She was uncomfortable but what could she do? She didn’t want to make a scene, so she focused her attention on her coffee, avoiding his gaze.
James continued talking though, completely ignoring her disinterest. He was chattering away about this and that, old acquaintances, trivialities. She paid no mind.
He suddenly went quiet. “Nina,” he said.
She looked up. “What do you want, James?” she responded curtly.
“Let’s drop this act already.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“Let’s skip the small talk and just come home with me. Janet is out of town this weekend and it could be fun – for old times’ sake you know,” he winked at her.
“Are you kidding me?” she couldn’t believe it.
“You know you want to…”
“How dare you?” she spat, angrily. “I’m not going to be your side woman! You cheated on me with her remember? And now you want to turn me into the other woman? Unbelievable. The nerve. Who do you think you are?” she was furious, all her composure from before now shattered. She couldn’t believe she was ever married to this jerk.
He just laughed at her. “You can’t suddenly play the good girl now, Nina my love. I’ve heard all about your little arrangement with your white toy boys. I must say, I’m impressed. Never took you for the type. Naughty, naughty girl.”
“How do you know about that?” she demanded, caught completely off guard.
“How do you think? Gracey was bragging that you were having more fun than me these days,” he laughed, reaching over to grab her hand but she shook him away violently.
“Get away from me, James. We are over – get that in your head. I’m not interested in you and your lies anymore,” she spat at him.
“Whatever you say, darling. You’ve got my number when you get bored with those younglings and want to be with a real man again.”
He got up and left, leaving her fuming at the table, fists clenched in anger. She wanted to shout after him but managed to hold back.
Nina dug her phone out of her handbag and furiously dialed Grace’s number, trying to regain her composure but failing dismally.
“Hey, lady, what’s up, I…” Grace answered cheerily but Nina cut her off.
“What the actual hell, Grace?! How could you? Jesus!” she shouted at the phone, getting angry looks from the other people in the café but not caring.
“Woah, Nina – what’s going on? What are you talking about?”
“I just ran into that asshole of a brother of yours and he seems to know all about my love life. How dare you, Grace? And to James? After all he’s done to me? You’re supposed to be my best friend. This is not okay!” she was livid, she hadn’t felt so betrayed since catching James with another woman what now felt like lifetimes ago.
“I’m sorry, Nina. I couldn’t help it. Please forgive me,” Grace begged. “He was always saying such horrible things about you to his fiancé, making you seem like this pathetic person, I just wanted him to feel bad about what he did to you and jealous. I’m so sorry.”
“I wish you wouldn’t tell him my business,” Nina sighed, her anger subsiding slowly.
“I know, I know, but I wanted him to know that you were better off without him… I’m sorry Nina.”
“It’s fine, it’s not your fault. Thank you for standing up for me. But please can you not tell your brother my personal life in future. I don’t care what he thinks. I don’t want him in my life anymore, do you understand?”
“I do, I do – I’m so sorry. I won’t talk to him again. Please forgive me.”
“It’s fine,” Nina said, still a bit angry, putting the phone down. If she had ever had any doubts before, she now knew that she was done with the James Parker chapter of her life forever. That’s not what she wanted anymore.
She knew exactly what she wanted.
Nina paid the bill and caught a taxi to the penthouse.
<
Over the next few months, Nina found herself getting even closer to Nathan and Evan. Somewhere along the line, their dates had changed from being predominantly about sex to actually getting to know one another.
They spent many long nights just lying in the dark, staring out over the city outside the penthouse, talking about their hopes, their dreams, their families, their lives and their pasts.
The boys went from being mere casual hook ups and a ‘bit of fun’ on the side, to actually being the most important thing in her life. She told them things she had never admitted to anyone, not even James. But she was so comfortable around them and truly felt like she could share anything and everything with them. They understood her on a level that she had never been appreciated on before.
Nina still has no idea what Evan did for a living. It seems vague either way. He could live off his inheritance, he explained one night as the three of them lay by the fire, naked and content, just talking about their lives. “But I want to travel. I want to see the world!” he exclaimed excitedly.
“So, what’s stopping you?” Nina asked, stroking his cheek and pushing a strand of blonde hair out of his eyes lovingly.
“That idiot over there,” he smiled, giving Nathan a shove.
/> “Hey!” Nathan protested. “What did I do now?” he shoved Evan back – playfully.
“Stop it – you two aren’t going to start fighting again,” Nina instructed.
“Why not? You know you like getting caught up in it,” Evan winked, stroking her breast absentmindedly almost.
“I won’t deny that,” she smiled. “But I want to hear the story of why you don’t travel first.”
“Well, as you probably know by now, Mister Haynes over there is afraid of flying.”
“I’m not afraid of it, I just don’t do it, there is a difference,” Nathan protested.
“And boats as well.”
“They’re unstable, okay?”
“You see what I mean? He’s impossible,” Evan sighed. “And I’m not going without him.”
“I don’t see why not,” Nathan replied. “I’ve told you a million times to just go. You can leave me here.”
“And what will you do all day long – write?”
“Yes, maybe I’ll get some writing done for once.”
“When is the last time you actually finished anything?”
“I finish stuff all the time,” Nathan said defensively.
“So, why can’t I see it?”
“It’s not ready,” Nathan sulked, turning away from them.
“Oh, silly boy,” Nina laughed, reaching over to him and kissing him on the lips. “You really need to stop having so many self-doubts. You’re really good. Everything you’ve ever read me was amazing,” she hugged him close.
“So you let Nina read your stuff, but not me?” Evan pretended to be hurt.
“You two are being silly. Seriously,” she laughed, hooking an arm around each and pulling them close to her chest. She was getting more and more attached to them she realized as she held them close. They made her feel like a woman, while at the same time feeling like a girl inside – youthful, excited, and playful. Everything that she always lacked during her marriage to James. She had come to believe feelings like these were only reserved for other people.
“So where is your favorite place in the world?” Evan changed the subject.
"Well, I haven't been many places, to be honest. I've only left the country once or twice, James used to go on his trips without me. I always wanted to travel, but gave up on the idea as I got older," she admitted.
“You’re never too old to travel,” Evan said, playfully licking her nipple. "We should be traveling the world!"
"Don't start that," she laughed. "My body needs to rest sometimes too."
“Nonsense,” Nathan laughed, his fingers sneaking down to her crotch.
"You two are impossible! I thought we were talking about traveling," she laughed as she pretended to scold them.
But she was outnumbered as usual and within minutes she was climaxing again as they explored her body like that of a goddess. Each time felt different, they always came up with new ways, new arrangements, to bring her over the edge.
It was her favorite part of the dynamic – they would always treat her like their most prized possession, but one that they didn’t mind sharing.
Not even with anyone else. They never make themselves exclusive and had always told her that she’s free to sleep with whoever she wanted – as were they. But they never strayed from her. Not far anyway.
There were times when they were at the club where they showed interested in other parties – sometimes girls, often guys even. But they were always honest and upfront with her about their intentions and in the end, she was always the one they took home with them.
Sometimes, they would make out with strangers in the club. The boys seemed to have no preference in gender and were always up for some fun. But it didn’t bother Nina. She was secure in their relationship. Sometimes she even joined in.
Once or twice they brought home a fourth to share in their games but they always returned to the original set-up of the trio, reminiscing about the pleasures of the night before during breakfast or when the other person had left.
Nina hardly ever went back to her apartment anymore. She had moved into the penthouse unofficially after the first month already. They spent most of their time in Evan’s master bedroom with the view. But she enjoyed quiet nights in Nathan’s room too. His side had a balcony and she often found herself out there with a book, just staring out over the world when she needed an escape.
Their lovemaking wasn’t limited to Evan’s room though and they tried every possible surface in the flat. They had a lot of fun in the master bathroom too. However, Nathan’s room was almost sacred, reserved for their nights alone. It never bothered any of the parties involved – the arrangement suited them all.
There was no room for insecurity in their relationship and the confidence of all involved, ensure that all three retained their freedom.
Evan was the most likely of the lot to go off with another party and Nina didn’t mind. On those nights, she would snuggle up in Nathan’s bed. Though, Nathan pulled his own disappearing act from time to time. He seemed more inclined towards boys than his friend but the two mixed it up quite regularly.
But these encounters became fewer and fewer as the months went on. All three were finding satisfaction in one another, no longer needing to search for it in external parties.
Their sex became more loving, more careful than the lustful frenzy of the past. Even Nathan’s rough demeanor calmed down, much to her body’s relief. They could still not get enough of one another, but they settled into a comfortable world.
Nina stopped working at the bank two months into their arrangement, at the boys’ insistence. She didn’t have to work and they wanted to spend more time with them. She had worried that they would tire of her, get bored, but there was always something new and exciting to do. When you had money, the world was your playground.
It was a Wednesday morning when Nina was forced to admit that she had fallen for the boys. They were still lazily stretched out on the bed, Nathan’s armed wrapped over Evan’s naked chest. They looked so peaceful. She found herself just staring at them, leaning against the doorway, smiling.
She had gotten up to put the coffee on so long, but instead just stood by the door, looking at the friends sleeping. She couldn’t imagine herself ever being this happy.
They were beautiful and they were hers.
This was the exact moment that Nina realized that she wanted to be with them for good, with both of them. She wanted to share every moment with them and live life to the fullest, no longer holding back. She had spent enough time hiding in the shadows. They had shown her what it was like to live in the light and she never wanted to go back.
This was the moment she made her choice.
<
“Wow, what’s the occasion?” Evan asked as him and Nathan walked through the door. They had just returned from an afternoon squash session to find Nina setting the table in elaborate candles and flowers.
“I decided to cook for us – we’ve had enough takeout for one week,” she smiled as the boys walked up to her, kissing her and hugging her tight.
“Boy, aren’t we lucky,” Nathan smiled. “Smells good in here.”
“Go shower first though because you two don’t smell good,” she laughed, playfully hitting them with a dish cloth.
“Yes, Mam,” Evan laughed. “Let’s go before we get into trouble.”
They disappeared into the master bathroom. There was another bathroom in the house but the two never seemed to mind sharing even the massive shower – it just didn’t faze them. They were confident enough in their own sexuality to not care about trivial things like showering separately. They all spent enough time naked together anyway.
In the meantime, she finished the dinner – her famous moussaka that she had spent hours slaving over. She placed the dish carefully on the table, opening the bottle of wine so long to air. Everything was ready. Nina smiled, sitting down on the kitchen counter and waiting for the boys to finish in the shower.
Captured By The Warriors Page 15
