“Oh!” Lucy suddenly cried out and jumped from Patrick’s lap and grabbed their hands. “Hot damn! Yes! Hell yes! You should go. You probably have lots to…talk about, right?”
Cody gave a single nod and then turned to Patrick. “Is that okay with you, Patrick?”
With a dry chuckle, Patrick replied, “What? And have Maizy mad at me if I tell you no?”
Maizy growled, “Patrick—”
Patrick stood and cut her off. “Of course I approve. The real question is what you plan to tell Dad.” He turned back to Cody and stared at him, now completely serious. “You know there will be plenty of people who have something to say about it at school, right?”
Cody and Maizy both nodded and Cody said, “We’ve talked about it at length and know that it’s likely. We’ll be there for her. We’ve all accepted the risks.”
Her sister, Roberta, burst into the conversation, startling Maizy. “Are you insane? It’s one thing to be a freak in private but you can’t go through with this!”
Cody released Maizy’s hand as she rounded on her older sister, cutting her off. Spencer frowned and nudged Heath back when he moved as if to protect Maizy.
“I can’t? Last I checked, I was a grown woman. I’m in love with three wonderful men. I’m engaged to them. Deal with it.”
“You’ve taken leave of your damned senses!” Her voice rose in volume as she continued. “Do you have any idea the repercussions—”
Maizy was about to speak when Amelia Owen stepped into their midst and turned on her daughter. “You lower your voice this instant, Roberta.”
“Mom! You have no idea what’s going on! Maizy is engaged to—to—” Roberta sputtered in her fury as she jabbed a finger in the men’s direction.
Amelia’s eyes went wide and a beatific smile filled her expression. “The bears!” She reached for Maizy’s hand and she clapped a hand to her cheek. “Oh my goodness. I feel woozy.”
“Here, Mom, sit down,” Patrick gently directed her into a chair.
She fanned herself with her hand and said, “Maybe I should. Come here, Maizy.”
Maizy sat in the chair next to her and Cody watched as her mother took her hands in hers. “Is this what you want? Are you happy?”
Maizy smiled and nodded her head. “Very. Mom, I’m very happy.”
Roberta made a sound of disgust, drawing her mother’s attention again.
“Roberta, either apologize or leave this gathering,” Amelia said in a familiar, steely tone, and Cody kept his grin to himself. Now he knew where Maizy got it from. “You’ve made your feelings about polyamorous relationships abundantly clear to everyone who will listen to you spew your nonsense at this gathering, several of whom are involved in loving, committed poly-relationships. They were just too kind and polite to tell you, for fear of making the groom’s sister uncomfortable. But I’m setting you straight now, girlie. If Maizy is truly happy, then I’m happy for her. Instead of judging them, you should get to know these delightful men.”
Roberta screwed her lips up into a prissy little twist and said, “I don’t want to get to know them, Mom. You’re being an idiot! And, Maizy, you’re throwing your degrees and all of your hard work away.”
Maizy replied easily, “You’re just worried about what Tabitha Lester and your Bible study ladies will say when word gets out. And don’t worry about me and my degrees. We’ll be fine.”
“Throw your life away on this perversion then. But I’m warning you, the shit is going to hit the fan.”
“I’m duly warned, Prissy,” Maizy said in a cold tone as she slid her hands around Cody’s and Spencer’s arms. Heath slipped in behind her.
Amelia sighed and stood from her chair. “This has gone on long enough, Roberta. Maizy is right. You’ve allowed that harpy, Tabitha Lester, to influence your thinking and it’ll cost you your relationship with your sister if you don’t stop this right now. You’ve disrupted the gathering, which I think was your goal. The only shameful behavior I see is yours, dear. You should go. We can talk more about this later.” She stepped over so that she now stood on the other side of Cody, clearly showing solidarity. “I treasure all of my sons-in-law, both present and future.”
Roberta turned in a huff and stomped away, drawing the curious looks of many of the guests, before they went back to their conversations as the music continued on.
“She hates when you call her Prissy.” Amelia chuckled and said, “She deserved that nickname way back when and she still deserves it. That nasty Tabitha Lester has had too much influence within my family and I’m just about tired of her. The next time she calls to talk to your father in the guise of church business I may just tell her to kiss my lily-white ass and hang up on her.” She let go of Cody’s arm and looked behind him at Heath. “Young man, I think we need to get to know each other a little better, if we’re to be related.”
Heath winked at Maizy when she giggled and held out his crooked elbow to her mother. “Care to dance?”
“I would be delighted. Lucy told me you’re a charmer and I can see she was astute in her observation. Maizy, we’ll be back in just a few minutes.”
Cody raised an eyebrow and looked at Maizy. “Well, I suppose that explains where your father got his information the day he paid you a visit at the school.”
Maizy firmed her lips. “Mom is right. Tabitha seems to take delight in making trouble. She holds up her Bible and beats everyone over the head with it and I for one am sick of it. Roberta sounded just like her.”
Lucy hugged Maizy and said, “I know how you feel. I recall a similar recent confrontation with Roberta. Rhonda is coming around okay but Roberta seems to only get worse with time. Even your dad has eased up. He actually hugged me after the wedding.”
Cody watched Maizy as her gaze followed her sister across the yard and around the house and she said, “I’m sorry for disrupting your wedding like that, Lucy. If we hadn’t said anything she might not—”
Lucy held up a hand to cut her off. “Bullshit. She’s been building up a head of steam all afternoon. I’m thrilled with your news and I hope I get to help with planning your wedding. Oh, and it’s about time for us to leave anyway. Go say your good-byes and we’ll do the same.”
When Cody would’ve gone with Maizy, Lucy put out a hand on his arm and stopped him while Spencer went with her.
“Cody?” she said softly. He leaned close. “I can’t stand it but Roberta is right. The shit is seriously going to hit the fan.”
Cody nodded, melancholy filling him. He didn’t want that for Maizy. “I know.”
“Take good care of her and make it worth it?” Patrick said as he stroked Lucy’s shoulder.
Cody reached out to shake Patrick’s hand and said, “I swear to it.”
Lucy smiled and hugged him. “Congratulations, Cody. I’m so happy for all four of you. She needed you in her life. Don’t let Roberta’s drama ruin your celebration.”
Cody nodded and turned to go find Maizy and Spencer and wait for Heath, who was currently being taught the Funky Chicken by Mrs. Owen. He shook with laughter, thinking that for every negative aspect in this situation, there were so many more positives.
Chapter Twenty-Six
“Did you find it?” Maizy called through the closed bathroom door as she adjusted the skirt of the belly dancing costume around her hips. She’d lost a few pounds since the last time she’d worn it, so it rode a tiny bit lower on her hips. She smiled to herself thinking the bears wouldn’t mind. They hadn’t seen her belly dance since the night they’d first laid eyes on her almost a year ago.
She gave the coin scarves tied around her hips a shake and giggled as Heath called through the door, “Damn, I think I love that sound. I found it.”
“Can you put it on in the bedroom for me?”
“Sure.”
“Will you lower the lights?” she called as she adjusted her cleavage in the bra-like sequined and beaded top.
“Done already, baby. Spencer even lit candles.”<
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“Aw, that’s so romantic!”
“Oh, did I say Spencer? I meant me. Totally me. Ow!”
Laughter bubbled from her as she lined her eyes with her black eyeliner pencil, giving them an exotic look. She removed the crystal hairpins and finger-combed her hair so it billowed in wild curls all around her. She had a feeling the fancy hairdo wouldn’t survive the aftermath of her belly dance.
She clasped her ankle bracelets on and slid the jeweled band with dangling crystals against her forehead and fixed it in place, then put on her bracelets. She figured she might as well give them the full effect as she smiled in the mirror almost not recognizing herself but oh-so happy to see that exotic girl again.
“Ready?” she called, bending over to fluff her hair out again.
“Yes,” they all growled in unison.
“Push ‘play’ please.” She’d warmed up earlier, mindful that two of them would unfortunately be leaving in just a little while to go to the Twisted Bull.
She could hear the synthesizer playing and shut off the light and opened the master bathroom door. The shades were closed, darkening the room, which was bathed in candlelight. She slid her hand up the doorframe, displaying her bejeweled arm as she emerged from the dark.
Cody reclined in a chair in the corner, his long legs bent and feet spread wide. He’d removed his jacket and unbuttoned his shirt. Heath lay back on pillows piled up against the headboard, and she noticed the bed was turned down. He’d removed his tunic, revealing the broad, tanned expanse of his chest. His bare feet were crossed at the ankles. Spencer stood near the dresser, leaning against the wall, his arms crossed over his massive chest.
The exotic beat of the drums and the siren song of the guitar released the gypsy inside of her as she glided across the floor and began the dance she still knew by heart. Every roll of her hips and ripple of her shoulders and flick of her hair was familiar, yet felt new. Maybe that was because it was for them…the men she’d truly been dancing for a year ago…the reason she’d taken belly dancing to begin with, perhaps?
She let out a deep breath and smiled as the music took hold, teasing her body into the dance’s undulating, enticing rhythms. At the first chorus she danced across the room to Cody. He leaned his head back and watched her with warm eyes as she danced for him, swaying her hips until his dark eyes followed their every movement.
Knowing he was riveted, she shimmied her hips in a tiny, rapid movement that set her coin scarves into a blur of metallic color and sound, and then shimmied her breasts for him until he clenched a fist and smiled at her, perhaps fighting the urge to reach out.
She flirted with her eyes and then turned to shimmy her ass, making the coins ring together. She moved her ass in an enticing rhythm, feeling beautiful and powerful as she arched her back and reached her arms over her head in the rhythm of the dance. As she undulated, she reached backward, nearly touching his chest but not quite.
She’d gone to him first because it had felt like the right thing to do. She responded to him as an alpha, just as his brothers did, not because she was weak but because she felt safe within his strength. The stretch felt luxurious as she maintained it for a couple of seconds before standing upright and giving him another shake of her hips before spinning and dancing over to Spencer in little playful steps.
Twirling as she came close, she allowed her veils to slide across Spencer’s body. She inhaled his scent as she rolled her hips and her shoulders, coming within an inch or two of touching him but maintaining the distance. She looked up into his handsome face and shimmied her breasts and then turned in profile and began the traditional rolling motion that had first drawn her to the dance. She rocked her hips and the rest of her upper body followed suit and then reversed the motion, teasing him with the subtle abdominal rolling motion until his golden eyes dilated and flared.
She noticed him inhale as she turned and gave her hips short, hard shakes, making the coins dangling from the scarves tied around her hips dance and jingle. His eyelids flickered when she shimmied as she turned, keeping her gaze on his face, making her hair fly around her shoulders as she turned her head. A wide, contented smile slowly crossed his lips and stayed there as she flirted with him like a gypsy queen of old. So quiet, and so guarded, holding his feelings inside with everyone but his brothers, and with her. His smile was a gift to her heart.
She inched over to Heath, teasing him with rapid shakes of her hips, nearly giggling as he licked his lips and grinned at her. Lying on the bed, the long, rigid line of his cock was very evident through his white linen pants. Her body responded to the sight with a wave of heat as she inched closer and then shimmied her shoulders and her breasts as she ever-so-slowly knelt in front of him.
She moved her hips and abdomen in a sinuous rhythm as she lifted her arms over her head and arched her back while swaying her arms and shoulders parallel with the floor, before slowly moving upright and rising to her feet again. She spun, flicking her hair in a great wave around her, and then slowed her movements as the song drew to a close. She took care to draw out every motion, fulfill every nuance, every flick of the wrist and every swaying undulation of her hips.
She flirted with Heath, allowing her gaze to stray over his tremendously masculine body in an upward sweep until she reached his eyes and almost lost her place in the dance. His light green eyes glowed with such love. He was her playful tease, always ready with a joke, but just then, he showed her the depth of what was in his heart.
As the rapid drum rhythm wound down and finally ceased, she came to a standing position and came to a stop with one hand extended in the air and the other draped across her midsection. She smiled as she caught her breath and waited for them to move as the next Santana song in her playlist, “Europa,” began to play.
She smiled when Cody rose from his chair because she somehow knew he’d be the first to make a move. Heath had a devilish look in his eyes and she knew exactly what he was thinking as he slowly rose from the bed, mindful of the burgeoning erection he sported. Spencer moved in behind her and lifted her wild hair from her shoulders and kissed her damp shoulder, then laid a path of hot kisses up her throat and whispered, “You’re amazing.”
They pressed against her and she made a decision. She looked up at Heath, hoping for his understanding, and was rewarded with his smile and a tiny nod of his head. She reached out with both hands and stroked Cody’s and Spencer’s granite hard erections through their clothing. They caressed her shoulders and Spencer groaned as she gently clasped his thickness and Cody growled as he thrust in her grasp.
“I know you need to leave soon but I want to taste you both.”
Cody tilted her chin up and looked into her eyes. He looked so relaxed but she felt the fine tremble in him as she stroked his cock and then gently rubbed her palm over his groin and back up again. “Are you sure you’re not part gypsy? You have me under your spell, angel. You can have whatever you want, as long as you’re naked.”
Her breath rushed from her and she reached down to loosen the coin scarves and remove them. Spencer took them from her and laid them carefully on the dresser as she unfastened the hip band of the skirt and let go. Heath caught it and laid it with the scarves. She unhooked the back closure of the top and Cody slowly drew it off of her, revealing her breasts, which felt so swollen, and then carefully removed the jeweled band from her forehead.
The dance had brought an unprecedented awareness with it and never had she been so aroused by belly dancing as she was right then, watching as they undressed. She slid her hand up to Cody’s chest and reached back for Spencer and directed them both to the bed. She would’ve had him sit in the chair but that didn’t seem right. He wouldn’t have been offended by it but Maizy would’ve felt like she was excluding Spencer and that wasn’t going to happen.
She climbed onto the bed and knelt in the middle as they lay down on either side of her. She reached for pillows for them to rest their heads on and then caressed both of their cocks at the same time.
Heath joined them at the foot of the bed and stroked her hair back and kneaded the muscles in her hips and her ass as she paid attention to Cody and Spencer. It seemed just as true a ménage as being joined physically.
Cody turned on his side and watched with fascination as she straddled Spencer’s thigh and licked his balls with slow, wide strokes of her tongue. A vulnerable sound escaped from him and he rested his forearm above his head as he watched her through half-lidded eyes. With his other hand he lifted his cock for her and held it as she licked up his length and then tongued the head, drawing another groan from him as she lightly sucked him into her mouth.
“Damn, baby. It’s not going to take much. You’ve got me so keyed up already.”
She gave him a soft, happy sighing sound and slid further down his incredible girth, taking as much of him as she could before increasing the suction and drawing on him. He gasped and she gloried in the fact that he got even harder, feeling powerful and desirable.
She startled when she felt Heath’s hands stray from her ass cheeks to her pussy and did as he required when he moved her into a kneeling position and gently pushed on her lower back until she arched it for him. A giggle rushed from her when he showed her why a second later as he applied his hot mouth to her pussy, licking and sucking at her aroused flesh greedily.
“Love you, baby,” Heath murmured as he kept licking. “Can’t get enough of you. Couldn’t wait. Need you.”
She released Spencer’s cock long enough to say, “I’m all yours.” She pushed her cunt against his mouth to encourage him to take her. She wanted him to.
Heath chuckled. “Make Spencer come and I’ll give you what you want. Then make Cody come and I’ll help you come.”
Cody chuckled as Maizy went to town on Spencer’s cock, licking his length, gently suckling at his balls, and torturing him with long, slow sucking. She didn’t rush him, instead she drew it out to increase his pleasure. They still had time for her to do this right.
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