“I have always been one to keep trying, even if I thought it was impossible.” I nodded, because she was absolutely right. “And I am glad I did.” She kissed us both softly, taking a second to look into both of our eyes with each little sign of affection. “Taking a risk on both of you was the best thing I could have done. Though I didn’t expect this, I couldn’t be happier with how it all turned out. Even if sometimes I want to pinch myself.” She giggled. “I was so scared that both of you would think that we were never going to be beyond fuck buddies, so I’m infinitely glad you both feel the same way. Really. If I’m dreaming, don’t wake me up.” She grabbed each one of our hands and kissed them, our sweet, perfect Princess.I kissed her again, wanting her to know that she never had anything to fear. That the way my friend and I felt for her was never going to wane. It built in intensity quickly, Kat clinging to me like a lifeline. And before I knew it, I accidentally set off a chain reaction within the three of us.
Oh well. There were worse things in life.
33
Kat (Friday)
Pierce rolled me onto my side, pressing my soft, pliant body against his firm one. After our previous coupling, I had thought that I was thoroughly sated, too sexed out to want anything again for a while. But as his mouth moved again mine, demanding my attention, so full of affection and love, I felt my body start to ramp up again.
God, it was basically Pavlovian at this point. Like merely their flesh on mine was enough to get me hot and bothered.
“What’s this?” Ollie asked from behind me, rolling onto his side as well so I was sandwiched right between the two of them. It was such a secure position, even though I felt like I was being devoured. They made me feel so mindless in the best ways possible. “You to leaving me out?”
“Never,” I rasped, breaking away from Pierce’s intense kiss. I could feel Ollie’s manhood as he pressed into me, pressing into the small of my back and rapidly plumping up. I licked my lips, the ravenous gears of my mind turning.
“I want you,” I heard myself whisper, sounding wanton and desperate, which was exactly how I felt.
“You’ve got us,” Pierce rumbled, catching my lips again.
I let him ravage me, taking everything, he wanted from my mouth, clinging to him and let him lead me down the inevitable path. When he broke away, I struggled to find the train of thought that had been going through my head.
“Both of you,” I finished with a tone of triumph.
They both seemed to catch my meaning and I felt both of their bodies responding to me, their grip tightening and their cocks jumping a little against my form. I couldn’t help the heady sort of giggle that escaped me. They gave me far too much power for any women. I felt like some sort of impossible goddess, commanding their attention and their lust so thoroughly.
“Are you sure?” I heard Ollie growl behind me, his voice that low, fucked out tone he only got when he was going to be especially intense. And I wanted it. I loved everything they gave me, the firm grip of their hands and the rough thrusts that made me walk a bit funny the next day. It was wild and intense and perfect in every way.
“I’ve never been more certain of anything. We’re together, the three of us.”
Pierce was kissing me again, stealing my breath again. I leaned into it, world shrinking down to just our little trio. “You’re our greedy little lady, aren’t you?” he rumbled into my lips.
I nodded enthusiastically, grinding against Ollie. I could feel that he was almost as full hardness, firm and hot, pressing into my back. I wanted him inside of me, but I knew better than to rush it.
“Take me,” I insisted, sounding wanton even to myself. “I want you both to take me, now.”
“Patience, Princess,” Ollie urged, but I felt him shift behind me, gripping one of my legs and hitching it up over Pierce’s hip. This opened me to him, and I felt his nudge against me.
“Come on,” I urged, sounding nearly drunken in my begging. “I can handle it. You know I can.”
“Hush now, baby,” Pierce urged, pulling me into yet another kiss. “We’ll take care of you. Trust us, Princess.”
Right. Of course. I could trust them. I could trust them with everything. They would take care of me, in every sense of the word.
“There you are, you gonna be sweet for us, Princess?” Pierce asked, shifting as well. I felt him bump up against me and for a breath the moment hung heavy in the air, suspended there in anticipation, and then they were sliding in.
It wasn’t something that happened all at once, and yet it was. One moment I was empty, the next I was so full that I could practically burst.
And I loved every second of it.
They seemed to catch onto a rhythm quickly, Ollie pulling out only to have Pierce thrust deeper and then vice versa. I could feel them bracketing me, their muscles flexing, powerful and driven. All I could do was lay there and take what they gave me, to drink it down and swallow it up like a ravenous woman I was.
Their hands roved over me, washing me in more of their pleasure, drenching my brain so deep in it that conscious thought fled and there was only sensation. I was buried in the moment, in our love for each other, and the delicious burn-stretch of them filling me over and over again.
I was wet, so wet. From both of them losing themselves in me and also from myself. It filled the noise with obscene noises, and I could only let my head fall back, resting against Ollie’s shoulder.
We moved together, hedonistic and lost in each other. Minutes turned liquid, slipping past us and surrounding us, making our own little bubble away from everything.
I couldn’t ask for anything more. It was what I wanted and yet had never dared to dream about. I felt so complete, so happy, so loved that I knew I wouldn’t ever be able to live without the men surrounding me.
And it was just like that that I eventually fell apart, coming so hard that I couldn’t breathe, I couldn’t think, I could just only endure the incredible rush. It seized me, sending me trembling right down to my toes, until I was gripping both of them to anchor me to reality.
It didn’t take them much longer to follow my lead, one right after the other, although I wasn’t really sure which went when. All I knew was that the room was filled with a chorus of our heated cries and shouts of ecstasy. It was a potent exclamation, and I wished that I could record it to play whenever I was sad.
We all sank into a messy, sweaty pile, both of them slipping out of me with a groan. I was drowsy from all the lovemaking, my pregnant body craving sleep in the arms of the men that I loved. As I started to drift off, I felt a hand slide across my belly. I leaned back into Ollie, who held me gently. Another hand slid across and I opened my weary eyes, Peirce’s hand reaching across to meet and hold Ollie’s right over where our little baby grew. “Sometimes it’s hard to believe that there’s a life growing in there.” Ollie whispered excitedly.
“Yeah,” I smiled warmly, “They’re growing strong. Although doctor’s appointments might get a little weird. I am not sure who the father is and they’re kinda into knowing that.”
“I know who the father is,” Pierce whispered from in front me, “Both of ours.” I could feel Ollie nod in agreement, which made me flush with happiness.
“The child will be both of ours, we’re gonna love them from their head right down to their little toes.” He murmured, his tone layered with sleepiness and love.
I was almost in tears all over again, the thought of how wonderful the both of them were, that they would both be the proud dads of this baby made me swell with joy. I felt like the luckiest woman alive as we laid there, cuddling and discussing our future. They had gone from mortal enemies, to friends and partners with her, to co-parents. And it was a beautiful thing to be a part of and watch.“Thank you, you will both be amazing fathers!” I said, and I really, really meant it.“We’re going to do our absolute best. And that’s a promise.” Ollie hugged me tightly from behind, his words the cherry on the cake. I knew that some women felt alone and
isolated after they had their child, but I had no worries of that. In fact, I was sure that the pair of them would bully me into naps while they argued over who got to take care of the baby.
In fact, I could practically see them in aprons with spit up on their shoulders and wild hair. The thought was amusing, and I couldn’t help it as a giggle escaped me.
“Something funny?”
“Yeah. Now I’ll have four hands extra hands to help me change diapers instead of just two!”
“You can never have enough hands,” Ollie agreed with a laugh. Pierce nuzzled my neck, grabbing and cupping my breasts.
“I can definitely agree, you can never have enough hands.” I gave him a look, but he just batted his lashes at me innocently. It was such an incongruous look on his features that I couldn’t help another chuckle and began kissing him. It was lazy and sweet, but it was perfect.
We were perfect.
And we were going to have the entire rest of our lives to improve on that.
Epilogue - Kat (One Year Later – Christmas Eve)
I sang to myself as I finished wrapping all the presents that I had been squirreling away for the year, the Christmas Spirit happily bouncing through me. I’d been secretly going through the process of covering them with the seasonal covering for the past few months, but I had needed to finish the last few.
I did so with aplomb before heading downstairs to place them all under the tree at Ollie’s beautiful garden mansion. Wait, no. Our mansion.
Ollie and I had married in a beautiful little civil ceremony at the courthouse, so legally I was his spouse and his alone. But in reality, we knew that marriage was just for insurance and protection for our child. The three of us were together, still going strong and entirely in love.
We were happy, and so was our daughter, Evangelina. Much like her namesake, she brought joy and happiness to all of our lives. She helped to bring us together as a family, in ways that I never knew were possible.
“Hey there, gorgeous. I didn’t know you were moonlighting as one of Santa’s elves.”
Ollie appeared from the hallway, Evangelina in his arms, her eyes glimmering in wonder at the lights on the tree. It truly was a magnificent thing. It took up much of the front sitting room and with all the presents underneath, one would have thought we had an army living here in our home.
“Evangelina,” Ollie sang, holding her close as she cooed to the sound of his voice. He kissed her forehead and danced around with her gently, showing her all the presents and ornaments. “Look at all these presents for you and Mommy!”“Hey! Some are for the daddies!” I laughed, pointing to the presents that I had so meticulously placed.
“Yeah, but I don’t think she’s at the age where she quite cares about us getting gifts yet.” Pierce laughed from his perch in the armchair. I snorted and Ollie continued to dance with Evangelina before handing her gently off to Pierce.
“I have to check on dinner,” Ollie gently tapped Evangelina’s nose, “Daddy will be right back my little doe eyed babe.” She made a noise that sounded like a giggle and cuddled against Pierce’s chest. The tall man closed his eyes, kissing her gently on top of the head, humming softly to her. “You know, Papa Pierce,” I laughed, “she doesn’t need all these presents. She’s three months old! She is going to be spoiled rotten if we keep this up!” I warned, shaking my finger at him. I didn’t mean it at all, but sometimes it was fun just to tease the two men at what softies they were when it came to their daughter.“Well, I mean you were spoiled rotten, and we love you.” He snickered, kissing Evangelina on her forehead. “I mean look at how you turned out. Absolutely amazing, if I do say so myself! Showing love to a child isn’t going to make them a brat.” He winked at me. “I’m going to remember that the next time you call me a brat in the bedroom.” I snarked right back.
“Not in front of the baby,” he said, giving me such a scandalized look that I couldn’t help but cackle. Wisely, he chose to move right on from that and continued. “Honey, I forgot to tell you, a card showed up today in the mailbox. It’s on the side table by the couch.”“Oh?” I said, raising an eyebrow. “I wonder who it could be from?” I had already gotten most of the cards from our friends and family.
Curious, I went over to the side table to find a pink enveloped card, addressed to me from none other than the vivacious and hardworking Renn. I slipped my finger gingerly into the side and opened it, careful not the rip the card. I opened it to find a sweet little message.
Dear Price-Brandon Family,
Season’s greetings!
I hope that this finds you well! Congrats on the new baby, Evangelina! I am sorry I haven’t been able to come see you all since she was born, but I have been terribly busy with contractors and construction boys left and right. The project is going well, all thanks to Kat and her whirlwind idea to make this more than just housing, but a community. I know you all are taking a little break just having had Evangelina, but I am looking forward to seeing you all after the holidays! You all have done a great service to thousands of needy families and have spearheaded a complete overhaul of the neighborhood. Our non-profit has never had this many donors in all our years open, and the project continues to raise awareness for improving the lives of families everywhere!
I cannot wait to see you all soon and look forward to more projects on the horizon! Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays to you all, including your little pride and joy!P.s. Feel free to bring the baby to the next meeting! I am dying to see her in person and not just on social media!
Love,
Renn
I beamed proudly as I read off the card. Ollie returned from seeing how dinner was coming along with Jack in the middle of it, listening quietly before firmly telling Jack to head home.
The man was insistent on staying late whenever he was needed, and I had a feeling that it was as much for Evangeline as it was for his loyalty to his employer. But Ollie told him over and over five o clock was his limit; he had a family to go home to. I waited him to usher Jack out before finishing up the letter, and it made me reflect on everything that had happened in the past year.
There was so much good. Almost too much good to believe. I was so proud of my work; the development was almost done, and the streetcar proposal had been met with a resounding yes by the city. Because of that, all of the retail spaces were already full up, as well as the eateries, and there were thousands of calls coming in each month to Renn for our help in other areas of Louisiana. The idea of making my entire career into helping families in need under the Grace, Price and Brandon crests, filled me with such joy. It felt rewarding. It felt fulfilling. It was doing something that mattered when I had been dismissed as a ditzy girl many times in my life. “You really did an amazing job on this project baby,” Pierce grinned. “You have one of the biggest hearts I know.”“And you helped my heart grow three sizes,” Ollie laughed, coming forward to envelop me in a hug. “I was definitely a greedy little Grinch for a long time, only thinking of myself. And I have you to thank for convincing me to give back to the community. It is a wonderful feeling to know I have been of service to my fellow men and women.” He kissed me on the forehead before taking Evalgelina back from Pierce, who also got up, kissing me on the lips. “You’re definitely something else sweetheart,” Pierce smiled warmly, messing with an ornament knocked loose from the tree.“Indeed, I feel like just like you touched our lives and made our lives better? You’ve touched there’s and made their lives better.” Wow. Those were certainly some words. A lot of really nice words. One would think that after a year of them, I would have gotten use to their weirdly intense and romantic compliments that they liked to slam on me out of nowhere.
I teared up a little and flashed them a big smile, their praise meant the world to me. “Well, I have the two of you to thank for agreeing to my crazy scheme to begin with, even if it was originally a ploy to get seduce the two of you.” I snickered and they both laughed. “But now, it’s so much more than that. I want to do more good deeds
, help as many people as I can. Everyone should have a life that is beautiful and rich, even if they work forty hours a week at a dead-end job.Everyone deserves to live comfortably and have families, and not worry about living paycheck to paycheck, or whether or not their kids are safe.”
“What are you doing? Going straight up angel on us now?!” Pierce laughed. “It’s one thing being in love with a saint, but I’m not sure about an actual celestial being.”
“Oh, don’t worry, I’ve still got a bit of the devil in me,” I winked at them, sticking out my tongue playfully.
“Good! Because it’s Christmas eve, the anniversary of that little plan of yours.” Ollie remarked, clearly amused, “And Grandpa Michael is coming to pick up Evie, so maybe we can see exactly how much of the devil can fit in you.” I raised my eyebrow again.“Oh, he is huh?” “Definitely!” Pierce grinned, “And boy do we have a full night planned for you after dinner,” he winked. “Although I’m not sure which one of us is the devil in this allegory, or if we both are.”
“I guess we’ll just have to find out,” I answered saucily, gripping his collar and pulling him into a quick kiss. Then it was one to Ollie and one to Evie’s forehead. It wasn’t going to be long before we really had to be careful what we said in front of her. She was impossibly smart already.
But for the moment, I was going to cherish her little baby grin and her little baby brain. Time was already going so fast, a rush of happy moments strung one right after the over.
And I couldn’t wait to see what else our future would bring.
The End
Best Friend’s Boyfriend (Excerpt)
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Wrong. This was so wrong.
So, Dr. Nate Williamson kissed me like I’d never been kissed before.
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