Redeeming Kyle: 69 Bottles #3

by Zoey Derrick

  “Do you think I trapped you into this? To get something out of it, to make you stay in my life?” I say as straight and emotionless as I can.

  “Oh dear god, no,” Talon says. “That’s never been a thought in my mind. Angel, we played this game together, we got into this together and we stay in this together.”

  “Addison,” Kyle says softly. “We know that you never intended for this to happen like this. I know that it’s way too early in this relationship, but I cannot change what’s happened. I cannot take it back, I refuse.”

  “Then why? Why haven’t you touched me, made love to me?”

  Neither one of them say anything. I walk over to where my pajama pants are sitting and I pull them on. I go back into the bathroom for Kyle’s t-shirt and despite the tenderness, pull it over my head. Neither one of them have moved since I left the room. “Bottle cap,” I say and they both hiss.

  “Please, angel, don’t.”

  “I already have.”

  “Addison, you’re upset, we get it, but you can’t shut us down like that. Please, we need to talk about this,” Kyle says.

  “I tried. You both clammed up like I stole your tongues. Obviously I turn you off, otherwise you would have made a move, said something, done something, but you didn’t. You both just sat there. This is not easy for me. At all. I am pregnant; I am pregnant because of a choice we all made together. If you can’t live with that choice, love me for that choice, or show me that you love me after that decision has been made, then I don’t know what else to do.”

  Talon sits up on the bed, climbing up onto his knees. “Take it back,” he begs. I cock my head at him. “Take back your safe word,” he demands. “That phrase is sacred and we will not dishonor it if it is your wish, so take it back so we can talk.”

  “I take it back.” I reply reluctantly.

  “I’m scared, Addison. I am so fucking scared of the future, of everything, of the fact that you’re now pregnant. I’m scared of who I will be as a father, and a lover. I don’t fucking know how to do this, Addison. I don’t. I need your help, I need your guidance and I need your understanding. This is so fresh and new for all of us. I want to worship your body from head to toe. I want to make love to you like I need air to breathe. It’s a goddamn necessity for me to show you how much I love you. I’m afraid to touch you, because I don’t want to hurt you. I’m afraid, god, I’m afraid to be inside of you, afraid I’ll hurt you, or the baby. Can you understand that? Can you understand why that’s scary for me?” I nod at Talon’s confession. Tears are streaming down my face in thick waves.

  “We did it before we knew. We’ve done it countless times since Tuesday, and then you just cut me off. It’s not fair because it makes me feel like I no longer turn you on, that you no longer want me sexually. It scares me, Talon.”

  Kyle climbs off of the bed. His cock is still hard and heavy, sticking straight out from his body and he comes to stand behind me. He hooks his thumbs into my pajama bottoms and pushes down. Then he comes back to the hem of my t-shirt. “I know this hurts. Please let me take it off.” I uncross my arms and he pulls it over my head. Like lightning Talon’s mouth is stroking fat, wet, languid strokes across my nipple.

  A shiver of pleasure pulses through me as I fall into Kyle. His arms wrap around me. “We want you, baby girl. We need you. I didn’t know how to do this after we found out. We started to and you stopped us. It hurt, but I stopped because I knew that wasn’t the right time.” His hands caress along my stomach. “We didn’t know how you felt about it. We failed to communicate with one another.”

  Kyle begins kissing my neck and down my shoulder as Talon’s tongue meets my nipple once again. Despite the soreness in them, the mix of pain and pleasure sends ripples of lust throughout my body.

  “Take us, angel.” Talon looks up at me through his heavy eyelids. “We’re all yours,” he hums as he takes my other nipple into his mouth.

  I bring my hands up to his cheeks, urging him up. He follows my urging until I am face to face with him. “I can’t. You and Kyle need to prove that nothing has changed.”

  Kyle pushes me forward toward the bed and I follow his lead. I am quickly sandwiched between the two of them. Talon’s mouth is on mine in another heartbeat and Kyle’s lips trace along my collarbone. I melt into their touches. A part of me wants to make them stop. I feel like I’ve tricked them into this.

  “Stop…” I breathe.

  “Baby girl?”

  “I need to know…are you doing this because you want to or because I’ve guilt tripped you into it?”

  Talon takes my head in his hands and looks me straight in the eyes before he says; “You can never guilt us into loving you. I am doing this because I love you, and because I need you.” His lips crush mine and I wrap my hands around his neck, holding him to me. I can barely breathe, so I back away. I turn in the circle of their arms and face Kyle.

  “I’ve wanted this since Thursday night, I just didn’t know how.” I cup his cheeks in my palms.

  “Just like any other time before,” I whisper and he too kisses me hot and hard. Talon’s hands begin tracing along the curves of my body and I shiver, goose bumps racing, nipples hardening painfully and my knees go weak.

  “Come here, angel. Lie down, let us show you.” I can’t resist his request and I climb onto the bed toward the pillows. All of the blankets are shoved off of the bed and the majority of the pillows too, except the one under my head.

  They both come on either side of me. Kyle’s hands caress along my stomach. “Your body is changing already,” he says with a small smile and I look down. Laying like this I can see where my stomach doesn’t sink like it used to. It’s minor and in a different position it wouldn’t be noticeable. “It’s hard,” he says as he gently presses into me.

  “Protected,” I breathe. Both of their hands begin exploring my body, while one goes up, the other goes south. Hands, tongues, mouths with open kisses. I am awash in sensations as they continue to caress me. They both come to my breasts at the same time, looking at me, seeking my approval and I nod slightly.

  Ever so gently their tongues lick across my nipples and they harden instantly. Pain and pleasure shoot straight to my core. I am ready and wanting them with every ounce of their love, with every inch of their bodies. My back arches and I moan as their mouths and tongues slowly work at my nipples.

  I can feel gentle pulling and sucking and I know that pleasure and not pain is their goal. The hands farthest south begin to roam, caress and touch. Eventually leading to a hand cupping my mound. Mouths sucking gently have me wound up so tight that when a finger strokes my clit, I nearly explode. My back arches again and another hand spreads my lips, seeking entrance to my core.

  “Argh!” I grind against their hands massaging me. “Don’t stop,” I moan and they both increase their pace. I move my hands to between their legs and I take hold of their cocks, one in each hand. Stroking them. Talon unlatches from my breast and growls.

  “Fuck!”

  I continue stroking their cocks in my hands as they continue their finger massages on me. Kyle releases my breast and comes up to claim my mouth. My body trembles and I’m close to exploding for the first time in days.

  Kyle swallows my cries as I explode around massaging fingers. My orgasm makes my toes curl. I need them both so bad.

  I can’t open my eyes and I feel Kyle’s cock come out of my hand and I moan at the loss. Then I feel him lift my left leg and the bed dips under me. He lifts my legs and positions the head of his erection right at my entrance. “Please,” I beg and he begins sliding inside. I’m so sensitive from my orgasm that my muscles clamp down.

  “Open for me, baby girl,” he urges and I take a relaxing breath, and he pushes in further. I continue stroking Talon’s cock as Kyle slides inside of me. I’m panting with desperate need. A need to be thoroughly fucked by my men. Kyle starts to slide in and out of me. Talon’s cock disappears from my hand.

  “No,” I groan and I hea
r them both laugh. I look to Talon who is sliding off of the bed. He opens the bedside drawer and pulls out a bottle of lube that he stashed there at some point. I watch as he begins massaging it onto his cock and I shiver. I’m going to get both of my men.

  Kyle’s pace increases slightly. I watch as Talon finishes up with the lube then grabs the bottle, bringing it with him. But he doesn’t come back to the bed near me. No, he climbs up behind Kyle and I groan with pleasure knowing that Talon is going to claim him. Then I feel disappointed and I pout. Talon laughs. “Relax, angel, you’ll get to have me too.”

  That causes my back to arch and Kyle stills, buried deep inside me as Talon begins to work at preparing Kyle to take him. Kyle leans forward, his lips landing on mine, giving Talon all the access he needs. It’s my turn to stroke his tongue and swallow his moans of pleasure. The pressure inside me grows momentarily and Kyle groans, and shivers. “Relax, cowboy,” Talon whispers. “I got you.”

  Kyle pulls back from our kiss and I can see the pain and pleasure rocking through him and I can feel his cock twitch inside of me. I put my feet down on the bed and begin to thrust my hips. Working his cock while Talon works his way inside of him.

  Kyle’s arms begin to shake from the pleasure and pain of holding himself up. Talon slides home then pauses, giving Kyle the moment he needs to adjust. Then Kyle starts to move inside of me, sliding in and out of me while working Talon’s cock at the same time. It takes but a millisecond and I explode again. Kyle groans as my pussy clenches and my orgasm burns through me.

  “That’s it, cowboy, milk my cock, fuck her,” Talon grunts as he begins thrusting his hips into Kyle. The rhythm is felt within me. Though I can tell Kyle is restraining himself, either from coming too fast or from pushing too hard and deep into me. It doesn’t matter because the head of his cock is working at my g-spot and I’m nearing my third orgasm.

  “I’m, ah fuck,” Kyle cries out and I feel him explode inside of me. Hot wet spurts of cum coat me from the inside. Talon growls out his orgasm as he pumps into Kyle harder. I come for the third time.

  Kyle collapses onto me, but still holds himself up off of me, not wanting to squish me. I kiss his cheeks, his jaw and then finally claim his lips. I know that Talon is withdrawing from within him. When he’s done, I watch him disappear into the bathroom on shaky legs. Kyle slowly pulls his still rock hard erection from my pussy and I whimper at the loss. There is nothing better in the world than being connected like that. We slow our kisses and he slowly backs off of me and lies down on the bed.

  I can’t believe I’m still so fucking horny. I sit up and very quickly climb to my knees, taking Kyle’s cock into my mouth. I can taste the delicious combination of him and I drying along his shaft and it turns me on even more. I begin making love to his cock with my mouth and he grunts, shudders and moans as I continue assaulting him. “That’s mine,” Talon says from behind me and a ripple of excitement rocks through me. I release Kyle’s cock from my mouth and look at him. “Grab a pillow, angel. I’m going to take you from behind.” My eyes roll up into my head with excitement as I grab a pillow, holding it to my chest. “I want you as flat as you can be,” he says and I make an adjustment with the pillow so that it is firmly under my chest as I lower my hips to the bed. “That’s it, angel, just like that.

  Talon climbs up behind me and I look at Kyle who is watching Talon position himself. While he lays there I watch as he strokes his cock. It’s fucking beautiful and I shiver in anticipation as Talon lines up the head of his cock with my core and gently pushes into me. I feel tighter from this angle and Talon feels bigger. My pussy is sensitive from my orgasms and pleasure shoots through my veins straight to my core.

  Kyle climbs off the bed and picks up the lube. “Oh god,” I moan. I know that Kyle is going to take Talon and disappointment runs wild. “I need to see, I need to watch,” I breathe.

  Talon glides his hand along my spine. Gentle caresses. “I promise, angel, I will make you watch him fuck me, but not today.”

  That’s when I feel Talon’s finger playing with the rim of my ass and my orgasm erupts once again. Shaking through me, shattering me.

  It takes me a minute to realize that Talon has stopped and he moans. I look behind me and I can see Kyle behind him. Talon leans forward, bracing himself on stiff arms above me. “Ah fuck!” Talon groans as Kyle’s hips thrust in and out in small movements and I can feel the perpetual motion in my pussy. Somehow I find leverage and begin moving against Talon as Kyle pushes inside until he is sheathed completely.

  Kyle in Talon and Talon in me. It’s enough to send me over the edge once again. Then they both begin thrusting. Kyle pushing Talon forward and deeper inside. Talon holds back some, taking Kyle, not wanting to come so soon. “Fuck me, this is… argh, god damn it!” Talon continues with a string of expletives as Kyle thrusts harder and faster into him. It doesn’t take long before an orgasm is rocking through me once again.

  This time, when I explode, I bring my two beautiful men with me, shattering and collapsing onto the bed, exhausted, I fall asleep before Talon even extracts himself.

  “Baby girl? Come on, sleepy head.” I feel soft lips against my forehead. “You need to wake up.” More soft kisses against my forehead and cheeks.

  “Go away,” I grumble.

  Kyle laughs. “I love waking you up. You’re so cute. But it’s one thirty and you haven’t eaten yet today.” My stomach gurgles and he laughs. “That’s what I thought. Come on, lunch is here.”

  “What’s for lunch?” I mumble, trying to wake up.

  “Grilled cheese, chicken noodle soup and french fries.” My stomach rumbles again. “God, I love you,” he says on a sigh. “Come on, let’s feed you.”

  “Have to pee,” I say sleepily.

  “Well then, come on, you might want some clothes too.” I look down at my naked body.

  “Oh,” I snort. “They’re over rated.”

  He laughs a deep belly laugh. “They are, but Mills is out in the sitting room.”

  “Well that sucks. Everything alright?”

  He smiles. “Everything is great. Talon told him.”

  “No, no, no, we can’t…”

  “Relax, baby. He had to, you know Talon, he’s being overprotective of you already.” I roll my eyes. “My sentiments exactly. He wanted to talk to Tori, but I convinced him that she’s your bodyguard, and you need to talk to her.”

  I give him a thank you smile as I step into the bathroom.

  When I come out, Kyle is still there. On the bed are my grey pajama pants that are wide legged and my favorite because they’re flannel and so comfortable. With it is one of my camisoles and I shudder. “I thought this might be easier than a t-shirt,” he says. He’s being so sweet. “Though I brought one of those too. One of my super soft ones.” I touch the material and it’s really soft, almost the same softness as my flannel pants, but the size will force it to rub against my nipples and I don’t feel like putting on a bra. I pull the cami over my head and the brushing sends little stabs of achy twinges through me. It’s not painful, just uncomfortable. Once it’s in place and I move around, there is next to no rubbing.

  I smile at him. “It works.” Then I pick up his soft grey t-shirt and pull that on.

  “I like you in just the tank top better,” he grumbles as he wraps his arms around me. “You feel like a soft panda bear.” He smiles and kisses my forehead. “Come on, hungry girl, let’s go eat.”

  When we come around the corner in the sitting room, Talon and Mills are deep in conversation but Mills looks up and smiles widely at me. Talon turns toward me. “You okay, angel?”

  “I’m good. Hungry.” He laughs and I sit down. Kyle joins me. Mills and Talon go back to their conversation, and I look at Kyle as I take a sip of my soup. It’s heaven. “We need to get a ten gallon drum of this stuff,” I say and take another bite.

  He laughs. “I’m making a mental note. Get the girl chicken noodle soup and lots of it.”

  “So
unds great to me.” I dive into my soup with gusto, not wanting it to be gone, but desperate to fill up my stomach. Then I move on to the grilled cheese and about half of my french fries, which Kyle promptly eats the rest of.

  “How are you feeling?” he asks as I finish up my lunch.

  I give him a half laugh. “Tired again.”

  “Is this normal? You’re sleeping a lot,” he says with concern.

  “I think so, from what research I did yesterday it’s one of the primary symptoms. My problem is I keep giving into it and falling asleep. I need to keep busy, keep myself awake. Work through it kind of thing.”

  “But it’s good to give into it, right?”

  I smile. “It is, but it’s affecting my eating pattern, as well as my ability to work. I think the next couple of weeks or so will be rough, but once we get to New York, with the crazy schedule, it will be easier.”

  “I just wish I knew how to help. I feel like you’re doing this alone.”

  I look up at him with tears threatening. “I’m not doing this alone. I have you and I have Talon. You’re taking care of me, feeding me, loving me. I’m not doing this alone,” I tell him and bring my hand to his cheek. “Please don’t fret, or feel like I’m alone. I’m not. It may be my body, but what you and Talon are doing makes it all that much easier for me. Just don’t treat me like a useless baby, because I’m not. I will not break, physically at least. Emotionally I’m a damn mess. I haven’t cried this much in my entire life,” I say as a tear escapes my eye. “Look, if you want to better understand what I’m going through, read that book with me. I think it will help you understand. Talon on the other hand just wants to protect me from all the physical dangers.” I look over at him and Mills before looking back to Kyle. “You want to protect me from myself. So read it with me.”

  “Okay, panda. I will.” He smiles, leans over and goes to kiss me on my cheek. I turn at the last minute, landing my lips on his and he groans. “We don’t have time,” he grumbles. “You’re about to start something you can’t finish.”