by Wendi Zwaduk
“Perfect.” Arran tangled his chilled fingers over hers. “Come here.” He led her through the dining room to the foyer. “Where’s Ronan?”
“In his office working on this month’s inventories.” She shrank away from him and Sav. “He’s probably expecting you. Are you making an offer?”
“He’ll listen to what we have to say.” Arran wrapped his arm around her waist. “Min, we need you to come with us.”
Silently, she allowed him to lead her to Ronan’s open office door. From his place behind his desk, Ronan looked up. A broad smile brightened his face. “Come in. I see you brought Mr. Welles and our Miss Mayes. How can I be of service?”
“Ronan, what an interesting couple of days.” Arran relinquished his grasp on Mindy and plopped down in the closest chair. “Seems like my business has become yours. Not sure how I feel about it, it’s happened so fast.”
Ronan’s eyes gleamed with lust and delight. “So you indeed wish to sell?”
“I have a few demands, first.” Arran folded his hands and leant back in the seat, crossing his ankle over his knee. “We need to clear the air.”
“Of course.” Ronan nodded and clasped his hands together, mimicking Arran’s actions.
Mindy fidgeted with her wedding ring. They needed her present to listen to them discuss the terms of sale? She sneaked a glance at Sav who crossed his arms and puffed out his chest. A shiver ran up her spine. The memory of being held in his embrace crossed her mind. He, like Arran, looked so powerful yet gentle.
“Besta Pizza Around isn’t for sale,” Arran said, matter-of-factly.
Mindy’s eyes widened as Ronan pounded his fist on the desktop. “That’s not a demand!”
Calm and collected, Arran nodded once. “You’re right. It’s the cold, hard truth.” His voice stayed level, controlled. “Guess I should’ve said that earlier—meh, I said it now.”
“You’re reneging,” Ronan spat. “I knew this was too good to be true.”
“It is a little fantastic because I never agreed to the sale.” Arran chuckled. “I can’t, because I’m not majority owner.”
“Bullshit.”
“Believe what you want, but it’s not for sale.” Arran stood. “Oh, and my relationship with Savion was never a secret. We’re a happy, committed couple. Everyone knows.”
“How does Mindy like that?”
“I’d say she likes it very much, since she’s an equal partner in the relationship as well. She is my wife.” Arran nodded and stood. “Khloe didn’t know I never divorced Min. She fed you the wrong information because she didn’t know the truth to begin with. Now, if you will excuse me, I’d like to escort my wife and my partner out of this establishment.”
Arran and Sav wrapped her in their arms and led her to the door.
“Mindy, if you leave, you can’t come back,” Ronan shouted. Crimson mottled his tanned face.
Mindy stopped short at the doorway. She needed her job. “Go. I’m not worth it.”
“You’re very much worth any trouble.” Arran linked his fingers with hers.
“Keep Khloe. Mindy quits.” Sav spoke over his shoulder and smoothed his palm over her cheek. “And I’m sorry for being an asshole, sweetheart.”
“But she’s my employee,” Ronan growled.
“Fuck you, LaBreque.” Arran’s curt words snagged her attention. She cocked her head as he shrugged. “I need a new server at BPA. One who’s about five-seven, with blonde hair, a sexy body, and willing to love two men who will devote themselves fully to her. Know anyone fitting the description?”
“You got me fired to fill your bed?” Her heart flip-flopped in her chest. All the things she wanted—Arran and Sav—were within permanent reach. She stared at her husband, unsure of the situation. “Tell me I’m wrong.”
Arran rested his forehead against hers, pressing a kiss to her skin while Sav disappeared. “You complete us.”
“Arran.” She hardly recognised her own breathy voice. Frustration warred with her desire for Sav and Arran. “Don’t toy with me.”
“BPA started out as a simple pizzeria. Then Nate met Courteney and complicated things.” Leading her out of the restaurant and into the parking lot, he continued on, “I want my own complications.”
“Oh.”
“Courteney’s a wonderful server and an interesting conversationalist, but she’s not you.”
“I’m not Sav.” Confusion swirled around in her mind and snow crunched under her feet. What exactly did Arran want? Or rather, who did he want?
“Good thing you’re not Sav. You’d look goofy with hairy legs.” Arran kissed her hard on the lips, warming her to the core. “I’m not in love with only him. I love you, too, and I’m sorry I didn’t figure it out sooner.”
“Me, too.” Sav sidled up next to her, wrapping the coat around her shoulders and nuzzling her neck. “I want to keep you warm and show you I love you as much as Arran.” His gravelly voice rumbled in her chest.
Holy hell. Sure, Arran had said he loved her countless times, but to hear the same words from Sav, paired with the sincerity in his eyes? Her heart swelled and her tongue felt sixteen sizes too big to answer them.
“Give Sav your keys, babe,” Arran murmured in her ear.
She stared at her husband for a pregnant moment, sorting out his demand. “Why does he need my keys?”
“Sav’s going to take your car back to the house.” Arran nibbled her earlobe, sliding his palm inside her coat to cup her breast. His erection stabbed her thigh. “I want to go home and show you how much we want you.”
Mindy fumbled in her pouch and withdrew her keys. Gently taking them from her, Sav kissed her. He winked and strolled over to her Gremlin.
Before she could fully process what was happening, Arran was helping her into his car. He slammed the door and rounded the hood and slid into the driver’s seat while she blinked at the strange turn of events. Arran had the car started and pulled out of the parking lot and drove them home. The streets of Crestline streaked past in a blur as he sped across town.
She blinked when she stood in the living room. He’d hustled her out of the car and through the door quicker than she could process.
“Baby?” Arran shucked his coat and shoes. “I need you. Now.”
Her brain refused to comprehend his words. “Are you sure?” If he had any second thoughts, she wanted them out now before she completely gave in.
A car door slammed outside and moments later, Sav’s broad form filled up the foyer. Fire lit in his eyes. “We need you.”
Dear God, the hunger radiating from them overwhelmed her and dampened her panties. Yes, she needed them as much as they wanted her. She nodded, giving them the silent go-ahead.
In a whirl of action, Sav scooped her into his arms and carried her through the house to the bedroom. He tossed her on the bed, her hair fluttering into her face. When she brushed the strands from her eyes, Arran ripped his shirt over his head. Her mouth watered as she gazed over the taut flesh. Arran fumbled with the button on his jeans, pushing the denim towards the floor until he stood gloriously naked at the foot of the bed. His voice came out in a rasp as he cradled her in his arms. “This won’t be soft and it won’t be slow.”
Pinned under Arran’s hard body, Mindy struggled to rid herself of the pesky cotton shirt. “I don’t want soft or slow… Frantic works for me.” Giving up on her shirt, she shimmied out of her jeans and grasped Arran’s ass. “Please. Fuck me.”
When Sav appeared next to the bed, condoms in hand, Arran chuckled. “Yes, we’ll fuck and love you for the rest of our lives. Just us three.”
Shedding his clothes, Sav slithered onto the bed next to her. He traced his index finger along her hairline and down her cheek to her chin, nodding slightly. “I love you, Mindy.”
She smoothed her hand to the base of his skull, drawing him close. “Then show me,” she murmured against his lips.
He nipped the tender flesh of her bottom lip before releasing her and putting
on the condom. “Get on your hands and knees, Min, honey.” Once she complied, Sav eased behind her, spreading her thighs wide. Reaching between her legs, she guided his cock into her pussy, groaning as he stretched her. “Oh!”
Sav leant forward, suckling on her neck as he rolled her nipples between his fingers. His moan tickled her skin. Through her peripheral vision, she caught sight of Arran crouched over Sav, lube in one hand, condom in the other. Arran groaned and rolled the condom down his length before easing into Sav. “Fuck me, this is beautiful.”
Glancing over her shoulder, she took in the vision of their three bodies layered together, Sav hunched over her, and Arran moving over him. Desire rippled through her body as she forced her vision to the reflection in the mirror of the three of them in the act of lovemaking. She gasped, as Sav tensed and slowed a moment. “Fill me, Arran.” He eased forward with Arran’s thrust. “Hell, yes.”
She met Arran’s gaze in the mirror for a moment before his eyes fluttered shut. “Damn, you’re snug.” Arran slapped Sav’s ass. “Perfect.”
Mindy watched the scene with wonder. In a rhythm all their own, Sav pulled out while Arran pumped. When Sav thrust into her, Arran withdrew. Sav’s groans mixed with Arran’s growls as well as her sighs.
Although she didn’t want to miss the view, Mindy closed her eyes. A slow burn in her core mingled with the love flowing in her heart. Being with them both, loving them both, made her feel complete. Pinpricks of pleasure licked her skin from within.
Gasping, she arched her back, allowing the orgasm to wrack her body. Sav’s thrust became more animalistic and primal. Not wanting to miss anything, she forced her eyes open and watched their reflection in the mirror. Sav threw his head back and a cross between a moan and a growl erupted from his throat.
Caressing her hip, Arran’s touch grew tighter. He pistoned in and out of Sav. “Holy shit,” he cried and shuddered.
Sav and Arran slumped into a pile of sweaty limbs and heavy breathing on either side of Mindy.
Sav removed the spent condom and tossed it into the waste bin. “Fuck, that’s the stuff,” he murmured and cuddled against Mindy.
She giggled. “Why didn’t we admit our feelings before?”
“Because we didn’t know being tangled up together would be so much fun.” Once he rid himself of the condom, Arran reached across Sav’s abdomen and laced his fingers with Min’s. “I’m glad we found out.”
“Together forever?” Mindy asked.
Sav and Arran spoke in unison, their gazes locked with hers. “Forever.”
Mindy propped herself up on one elbow and gazed lovingly at her men. “Shall we engage in round two?”
“Only if you stay with us forever,” Arran replied. “I’m in love with both of you.”
“Me, too,” Sav added.
She threw her head back and laughed. “Then round two it is, ‘cause I want and love both my men.”
About the Author
I always dreamed of writing the stories in my head. Tall, dark, and handsome heroes are my favourites, as long as he has an independent woman keeping him in line.
I earned a BA in education at Kent State University and currently hold a Masters in Education with Nova Southeastern University.
I love NASCAR, romance, books in general, Ohio farmland, dirt racing, and my menagerie of animals.
Email: [email protected]
Wendi Zwaduk loves to hear from readers. You can find her contact information, website and author biography at http://www.total-e-bound.com.
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