by Tara Rose
Teresa laid her head on Garrett’s chest and absorbed the sensations, one by one. It felt full but peaceful when one of their dicks was inside her ass, but with one in her pussy and one in her asshole at the same time, those feelings were enhanced. At first, she was afraid she couldn’t handle it. But with their soft caresses and encouraging words, the fear finally slipped away, and she told them she was ready.
All three groaned as the men began to thrust. “This is incredible,” she whispered. “Oh my God I love it.” It was like nothing she’d ever felt or imagined. Each thrust massaged her clit, and there was no way she was going to hold off another climax. The fullness sent shivers up and down her spine, and the endorphins she felt while being flogged and paddled were back as well.
“I never believed it would feel this good,” said Carson. “I want to do this all the time now.”
“Oh God, me too,” said Garrett. “I can’t believe how fucking amazing this feels.”
“Are you all right, sweetheart? What color are you?”
“Green, Sir.”
“She’s okay.” Garrett stroked her hair. “She’s doing great.”‘
“I’m so proud of you.” Carson brushed a hand along her spine, sending fresh shivers down it. “I’ve never been this proud of anyone.”
Teresa moaned softly at his words, as well as the tone of his voice. The words were right there, aching to be said. But she couldn’t. Not until all this was over. It wouldn’t be fair. And she would rather die right now than hurt either of them.
The men changed places, Carson changing his condom before helping her lower her pussy over his cock, and Garrett filling her ass with more lube before easing his dick inside. Teresa could do nothing but whimper and mutter incomprehensible words. When each man finally came, she did as well, and the contractions she felt in all three of them went on forever. It was as if they’d all climaxed together, and she’d never felt this close to anyone. Never.
“I couldn’t stop it,” she whispered. “I’m sorry, Sir.”
“It’s all right, love,” said Carson. “We know you couldn’t.”
“Let’s just pretend we gave you permission,” said Garrett.
They took turns holding her in their arms, and when she drifted off to sleep, she felt more loved, cherished, and safe than she ever had.
Chapter Twenty-Two
The three spent most of Sunday watching old movies on TV and helping Teresa set up her laptop. She downloaded free cell and played games while they hung out together, laughing and talking about anything and everything.
The guys worked the conversation around to high school, and all three spent long moments laughing about some of the things Garrett used to do. Teresa’s heart nearly burst with joy when she realized how much he’d needed confirmation from both of them that they’d forgiven him for once being such a smug player.
Carson talked about his parents’ murder again, and Teresa asked questions about the D.A.R.E. programs he was involved with. As she watched him as speak about the things they did to educate the kids, she realized he would make a great father. She wondered whether she’d ever have children with them, and made a mental note to call Ria later and see how she was feeling.
They ordered pizza again for dinner, and this time Garrett went to pick it up. While they were waiting for him return, Julie called Teresa on her cell phone, and she was so excited to be able to use it. She’d already sent her number to everyone she knew in Racy.
“When did you get the phone?”
“Yesterday.” She told Julie about the weekend she’d had so far, and how the guys had promised to attend sessions with her from now on. Julie asked when the three of them could come in for a group session, and Teresa said she’d call her back and let her know.
When Garrett returned and Teresa told them both what Julie had asked, Carson and Garrett both called Dean and arranged a few more days of vacation.
“Can you afford that?”
Carson laughed. “I have so much vacation time built up that he makes me take it so I don’t lose it. They only roll over so many weeks each year.”
“Same here,” said Garrett.
Teresa called Julie back, and Julie said she could fit them in the following morning. By the time they crawled into bed again, Teresa’s face ached from smiling so much. Even knowing Ray was out there couldn’t ruin this time for her. She had everything she’d ever dreamed about, and more.
* * * *
Monday morning, Teresa sat in Julie’s office between Carson and Garrett, more nervous than she’d felt the first time she’d come to see Julie. But within five minutes, Julie had them all so at ease, that Teresa wondered why she’d ever been worried about this session.
“I know you all know this already, but communication is the key to making something like this work. And I mean about everything. Even things you feel are insignificant. They’re not, especially if you’re already living in the same house. Something tiny can fester into a full-blown argument within hours. Don’t let that happen.”
“Maddox talked about a class on the dynamics of a relationship with more than one Dom,” said Carson. “Maybe we should look into that?”
“He hasn’t found anyone to teach it yet. All the other Doms are busy with the rest of the classes.” Julie raised her brows. “Maybe you three could volunteer to do that?”
Teresa eyed Garrett and Carson in turn, and then she turned her gaze toward Julie “But we’re brand new at this.”
“So were each of us at one time. And we learned from each other. There’s no how-to manual on this.”
“I’ll think about it.”
Garrett rubbed her upper back. “We will think about it.”
Teresa smiled up at him, and then she glanced at Julie again. “How often do you think we have to come now?”
“Well, that’s up to you. You and I are down to once every two weeks, but based on everything you’ve told me today, I think you’re making wonderful progress. Why don’t we set up something in a month for all three of you? If you feel you need to talk to me before then, I’ll fit you in.”
“Really? That’s good then, right?”
Julie laughed softly. “It’s wonderful, Teresa. I’m so proud of how far you’ve come. And obviously these two are good for you.”
“They’re perfect.”
* * * *
The remainder of the week flew by for Teresa in a blur of laughter, fun, and incredibly hot sex and play. The guys took off Monday and Tuesday, and Teresa was so tired when they both went back to work Wednesday morning that she slept until noon. They’d decided to have two officers sit on the house, one on each end of the street, rather than have someone inside with Teresa, unless the guys had to work a night shift.
She spent her time when they were at work on her new computer, or straightening up the house. Not that it needed much of that. Both men were almost too neat and clean. She found herself being more careful about hanging up towels or wiping crumbs off the counter, simply because she didn’t want them showing her up.
On Thursday morning, Teresa had a wonderful surprise when Ria stopped over with Sally Decker. It was so good to catch up with her former friend, who had left the jewelry store for a few hours in the hands of an employee so that she could visit Teresa. Ria had been in there looking for cufflinks to surprise her Doms with as a birthday present the following month, and when Ria mentioned that her sister was back, Sally had insisted on coming over.
Once they left, and after Teresa had extracted a promise from Ria that she’d bring Wyatt and Trent over for dinner soon, Teresa called Rafe. It was time to reconnect with all her siblings, not just the ones who came to see her or helped her. She wasn’t a charity case, and relationships were two-way streets.
“Any chance you can come have lunch with me?” he asked.
“I don’t think Carson and Garrett want me out walking by myself yet.” She’d told Rafe what was going on with Ray Hammond.
“Then I’ll bring lunch
to you.”
Rafe showed up an hour later with Marisol, whom Teresa hadn’t yet seen since returning. They brought food from Nan’s Place, and Teresa happily ate it as she chatted with her big brother and his sub. She learned that Marisol was taking classes to become a paralegal, and that things at City Hall were much mellower now that Bernie Crumb and his cronies were gone.
“Are you, Carson, and Garrett coming to the celebration on May third?” asked Marisol.
“I hope so. I mean, I haven’t asked them, but I want to. We all should be there.”
Marisol nodded, glancing up at Rafe with so much love on her face that Teresa couldn’t help but smile. “It’s a double celebration for us. That’s the night we got back together.”
When Marisol had been fourteen and Rafe was a senior in high school, they’d had a short-lived romance that hadn’t included sex, but both sets of parents had believed it did and had forced them to break up. They’d never really gotten over each other, and on the night of the tornado last year, they’d found themselves both hiding in the basement of the town house where Marisol used to live during the storm.
Rafe had had a tough time choosing between Marisol and not defying their parents again, but his choice had been forced when Ria outed his relationship with Marisol, and the fact that she was also a sub to Ellis McCree by then, to their parents. Ellis was the building inspector and knew Marisol from her work at the courthouse as a court reporter.
Ria had finally apologized to Marisol and the entire BDSM community, shortly after Teresa had arrived back in town three months ago, and now all was well. But every time Teresa thought about what her brother must have gone through inside while trying to get back together with Marisol, she understood all over again that she wasn’t the only Rodriguez child who had lost their parents’ respect.
And she would get through this as well. Luke had, Rafe had, and now so had Ria. If they could do it, she certainly could. She had everything going for her, especially the support of Carson and Garrett.
* * * *
Each day that week, Garrett fought not to say the words. How could any man not fall in love with Teresa? She was adorable. And so damn sexy. And she made his dick hard and his heart melt every time she looked him in the eyes. By the time Saturday morning May third rolled around, and they were all getting dressed to go downtown where the celebration would begin, he knew he was going to have to say something to Carson. They had to tell her how they felt, even with Ray Hammond still out there somewhere. Garrett couldn’t hold it in any longer. He’d implode.
They’d taken her shopping Tuesday afternoon in Indianapolis, and had a tough time persuading her to accept the clothes and shoes they bought as gifts, not as something she needed to pay them back for one day. But now, watching her stare at each new outfit laid out on the bed in the spare room where they kept her things and Garrett’s for now, he could tell how delighted she was to have so many choices. And none of them were dresses that were fifteen years out of date, or that her sister had to take in just so they’d fit.
“I don’t know which one to choose. You pick, Sir.”
“No. You do this. Carson and I will love the way you look in anything you wear.” He kissed her, and then he went in search of Carson.
He was just finishing dressing, so Garrett shut the door and leaned against the wall. “We have to tell her how we feel.”
To his credit, Carson didn’t even pretend to be surprised. “I hadn’t intended on doing that until the asswipe was found, but now I have to say that I agree with you. I can’t take it anymore.” He cut his gaze toward the hallway.
“Don’t worry. She has all her clothes laid out on the bed and we’ll probably have to choose something for her.”
Carson smiled. “How long have you known that you love her?”
“Oh, probably since the day I almost ran her over on Riverfront. You?”
He nodded. “When she walked into the station and handed Sean that crumpled up piece of paper. I kept picturing how many times she’d written it all down, then crossed things out or added things until she’d gotten it just right.”
“When should we tell her?”
“After the celebration. Tonight. We’ll take a walk along the river with her, or go someplace else romantic.”
“You’re a softie after all.”
Carson chuckled. “Yeah. I guess I am. But I don’t just want all this, you know?” He glanced around. “You living in both houses, and just the sex and play with her. I want the whole thing. I want what Sean, Harrison, Chad, and the rest of them have. I want her to be our sub. We’ll have to figure out where to live.”
“I want that, too. I really do. I want to give her a collar. And my house has plenty of room for all three of us. Don’t you think it’s time we moved out there? We can watch it just as well as we’re watching the rest of the town.”
Carson nodded several times. “Yeah. We can. I agree. Okay. We’ll tell her tonight, and then we’ll make plans to move into your house. We need more room, but I will miss my dungeon.”
Garrett laughed. “You can build a new one in my basement, okay? There’s more room down there than in this entire house.”
They shook hands, then clapped each other on the back. When they went into the spare bedroom, Teresa still hadn’t chosen an outfit, so they helped her pick out something that would allow her to enjoy the warm day without having to come back here and grab a jacket for later that night.
Garrett was more excited than he’d ever been in his entire life. He’d never been in love. Not really. And that made tonight all the more special. Teresa was the girl he’d waited his entire life for. And tonight he would finally be able to tell her that.
Chapter Twenty-Three
Teresa clapped and cheered along with everyone else when the ribbon was cut in front of the refurbished City Hall, and again when everyone walked down the street to stand in front of the new court house and they repeated the ceremony. The buildings looked better than they had before. They still looked original, but now the brick was new and the copper trim pieces on top of both towers shone in the early May sunlight.
Vendors had stands set up all along Main and Market Streets, and Teresa clung to an arm on each side of her as the three made their way along, mostly admiring the reconstructed buildings. They ran into everyone that Carson and Garrett knew.
Olivia was there with Cassidy, her baby, as well as Storm and Cameron. Annalise, Chad, and Dustin pointed out the building on Market that used to house the apartment where Annalise lived the night of the tornado, and which was now a smart-looking three-story shop that would soon sell clothing and handbags.
“Thank God,” said Annalise. “I’m so tired of driving an hour at minimum just to buy clothes.”
“There’s a clothing store opening on Lawnview next month as well,” said Chad.
“It’s about time.”
Teresa agreed with Annalise, and the two talked about the latest fashions while Garrett and Carson talked with Chad and Dustin. She spotted Sean join the group, but became distracted when Gina joined them and she, Annalise, and Olivia started talking about Giolanna Design Solutions.
When Garrett, Carson, and the other guys joined them once again, she curled her right hand around Garrett’s arm tightly, trying to relax. There had to be close to two thousand people on this section of the street alone. She saw a few uniformed cops, but they were on foot. Who was watching out for Ray?
Most of Racy was downtown right now, or they would be in the park next to The Fit Bod that bordered the river for the rest of the celebration in an hour or so. There was no way that anyone, including Ray, would be stupid enough to try something today of all days. She was safe. For all they knew, he’d left that motel and was long gone now, after realizing there was no way he was getting back into Racy without being seen.
She smiled up at Garrett and Carson, desperate for them to know how she felt. Maybe tonight she’d tell them. The hell with Ray Hammond. He’d run her life for
too long now. It was time to let go of the past and move forward. Change what you can and let the rest go. That’s exactly what she intended to do tonight.
As they made their way down Market toward Riverfront Drive, the three spotted Kari, Noah, Adison, Alexa, Chase, and Luke. They all chatted about how wonderful the new buildings looked, and each one in the group shared their individual memories of that night one year ago.
When they reached the park, they found Marisol, Ellis, Rafe, Julie, Maddox, Cherilyn, Thayer, and Denning, and joined them on the lawn. Olivia, Storm, and Jamison sat close by, along with Gina, Zach, Harrison, Annalise, Chad, and Dustin. Sean joined Julie and Maddox, and then they spotted Ria, Trent, and Wyatt, and waved them over.
Garrett addressed Trent “How did you get off work?”
He held up a beeper. “I’m on call. Let’s hope nothing happens. What about you? Looks like all the cops are here today.”
Garrett pointed toward his earpiece. “Yeah, but we’re watching and listening. Don’t you worry.”
Julie waved toward six people that Teresa didn’t know, and once the group joined them, she was introduced to Jake Malloy, Gary Reed, and their sub Ava Harmony, plus Harper Montgomery, and her two Doms Lee Parker, and Mason Sinclair, Cameron’s cousin.
Harper smiled at Teresa. “I work for Maggie, your sister. I’ve heard so much about her siblings now. She’s so proud of each of you.”
“Thank you.” To know that Maggie had told anyone she was proud of her made Teresa glow inside, as though she’d just swallowed the beautiful May sunshine warming them.
Ava leaned toward her. “I’m told you’re a singer. I play the cello and own Harmony Music, on Lawnview.”
Teresa shook her hand and then narrowed her eyes at Carson and Garrett. “You heard that? Really? From whom?”
Ava laughed. “Was it a secret? Oops…”
Carson gave her a tight squeeze. “I told Maddox in passing about the country song you sang to us, he mentioned it to Jake, and Jake told Gary and Ava.”
