by Abby Angel
I didn’t get to kiss her goodbye, but the taste of her pussy lingers on my lips. I savor it, because I know that’s the last taste of her I’ll have for a while.
But not the last ever taste.
Remember, if you love someone, make them cum, let them go, and make them cum back.
Derek
One Year Later
I signal to the company attorney to sit in one of the white leather chairs in front of my desk.
Because he’s more than that, and he’s my brother, I still come forward and insist on hugging him before he sits.
The look in Jared’s eyes tells me that he didn’t leave the meeting prep work to last minute on this, and he knows what I’m planning. He knows, and he’s got opinions.
Jared laughs and shakes his head. “That’s going to piss off our stepfather.” He puts his hand on my shoulder. “I think your number one hobby is pissing off Eli, come to think of it.” He raises his eyebrows at me his voice is questioning me.
We both know that’s the truth. Still, Jared’s got my best interests at heart when he says it. He mentions it because he wants it to be anything other than true…I cast aside the concern because I know that the tensions with my stepfather, Eli Clemson, are anything but malleable. If the entire world were ripped into a vortex and the opposite of everything was true, the universe would sooner break than grant us any reprieve in our relationship.
“Well, that’s not why I’m buying Clex Energy, but it certainly doesn’t hurt.” I give Jared a weak smile.
“Yes, clean energy is the future.” Jared waves his hands up, palms open. “Clex is a sound investment.”
“But Eli is going to lose his mind, yeah, yeah.” I run my fingers over my temples.
“It just isn’t healthy. I care about you, you know?” Jared gives me a half smile. He thinks he’s not getting through…well, he’s not going to change my mind about a sound business move. He’s certainly not changing my mind about a move that will antagonize our stepfather. I live for that prick to fucking suffer. He says my natural talent for business and thought he would groom me into his legacy plan, which isn’t terrible on the surface. But he intended the succession to be more like him living on in my body than ever being myself. Fuck if I am going to let someone control me.
“You’re doing it again!” Jared is laughing, but I hear the concern in his voice.
“Shit. I am.” I unclench my fists and take several deep breaths.
“This is what I mean by unhealthy.” Jared’s eyes are caring, and he’s not trying to sound like a dick. His voice gets quieter even though no one is around to interrupt us or overhear his admission. “I’m just lucky that I didn’t grow up with our stepfather as my father figure. That he only came around later.”
“Yeah, he really fucked me up. I mean, I thought daddy issues were for horny young girls that need sugar daddies and spankings.” I can’t help but laugh, and Jared is laughing too.
“With Eli Clemson for a stepfather, we all have some degree of stepfather issues.” Jared’s got a far-off look in his eyes like he’s trying to avoid something. “The only thing he fails at more than being a husband is being a decent father.”
I look over the signature lines and bring my 24K gold signing pen from its stance on my desk. There are some things my stepfather is right about.
“Decisions should be worth their weight in gold, son,” I repeat our stepfather’s words aloud and hand the papers over.
“He’s not wrong…but there’s an obvious future for this decision.” Jared stands and takes a deep breath. “How do you think Eli is really going to react to the merger?”
I walk over the iced carafe of filtered water my assistant changes out every three hours. Pouring us both a glass, I watched the water and thought about how Eli Clemson will react to his chosen successor deciding to move forward in a direction with the company that is damn near defiance in his eyes. Handing the glass over, I think I’ve landed on exactly zero conceptualization of what scheme it will bring apart.
I try to stay three steps ahead. But I took a new tack. I decided instead that my strategy was to do what I wanted to be done and deal with the consequences. I’m sick of living in my stepfather’s shadow.
Jared nods, sipping tentatively from the glass. I’ve grown up with Jared as one of my dearest friends. He’s a brother to me, even if not by blood. “You have decided on open ‘betrayal’ as Eli will see it, and you want to say consequences be damned. Even if you’re right…” Jared shakes his head and swallows his words. Something flashes over his face that I don’t quite understand. His hand is on my shoulder, his other hand putting back the glass. Then that hand closes over mine with a slight squeeze. “Even if you’re under hellfire, I’ve got your back. Eli Clemson isn’t stronger than two of his stepsons combined. We’re wiser, craftier, and more in the right than we’ve ever been.”
Jared’s got this whole white knight syndrome where he wants to be the good guy. I accepted a long time ago that, not unlike my father, I wanted to be a man of power. If being powerful excluded being good or right, I was willing to accept that. It makes Jared practically my extended conscience because I do rely on him for counsel and that sense of justice that landed him not just the job as my company attorney but plenty of past positions where he served as the hand of integrity. “Your support means a lot to me.” I put my glass down and bring him into a hug.
“Of course, Derek.” Jared releases me and smiles, a sadness creeping into his usually happy eyes. “I have to go pick up Kristin from the airport.”
“Heading out? I’m glad you could fit me into your busy schedule.” I say this, and we both know damn well I’m saying it to avoid talking about Kristin instead. I don’t want to talk about how I’ve always wanted her, or how she’s always belonged to Jared. Or how they broke up, and then Jared and I both fucked her before she went to Paris…yeah, best to make small talk. But then the next words just roll right out of my mouth. “I think you’re a better ex-boyfriend to her than you were a boyfriend.” Shit. I hope I don’t sound bitter. Because though I don’t quite understand why not, I’m really not bitter. If anything, I’m sad for him, too. I know how hard it is loving Kristin and not having her.
“Yeah.” Jared bites his lips and then widens his eyes, shaking his head. “She’s a hard woman to get over, but she’s out of my system, and I’ve moved on.”
Yeah fucking right. “Sure you have, Jared.”
Jared heads for the door, looking out before he closes it behind him. “I’m not the only one that still thinks about Kristin.”
Kristin
How can I be so tangled up in the Clemsons?
I went from being the girl next door who dated the same boy her whole life. But that boy, Jared, tangled me up with his stepbrother Derek…and now their stepfather, Elias, spent much of this year in Paris charming me.
Being trapped in a big dick shaped steel tube with no company but your thoughts…well, it tends to make the fact that you’ll be home for the first time in a year more evident.
I have been with Jared my whole life…and Derek and I have always had chemistry. He was Jared’s stepbrother, his best friend. So I ignored it.
But then one crazy goodbye threesome and I’m thinking, okay, no way things can get any crazier, right?
Wrong. So so so very wrong.
I see that I have a message from Elias.
Say hi to my stepsons.
I’m grateful to have the legroom of flying business class, but right now the wifi that it also affords has me nervous.
You should say hi to them yourself. And not just Jared.
I send the message. Yes, Elias charms me, but I know how he and Derek got to the stilted relationship they are. I shouldn’t be the only one to see the more gentle, tender, caring side of Elias Clemson. After all, Derek is his chosen heir in all ways that matter…except love. Elias treats Derek like the stamp that should roll out the exact image he impresses into him.
And Elia
s knows damn well that because he and Derek and are so much alike, that’s never going to work.
“This is your pilot speaking. We’ll begin our descent momentarily.”
The flight attendants are milling about, getting everyone in their seats and buckled, and the wifi is about to kick out.
Just before then, I get another message. This time from Jared.
See you soon.
I’m a little grateful not to have to answer yet. I was excited to explore art…instead of my complicated feelings for Derek and Jared. Because now I’ll see Jared in twenty minutes or so.
Derek? I’ll be working with him at the cafe and art galley we co-own.
Even though it has been almost a year since I saw either of them, that sendoff feels like it just happened yesterday.
How could I not feel that way? Even though I enjoyed my time with Elias, it isn’t like I could stop thinking about the other Clemsons in my life…and no matter how carefree I want to be, I can’t!
It isn’t like Jared will stop being the boy next door that’s always been, my first love.
Derek is not going to cease being the best friend that I have forbidden feelings for.
Elias is the man who kinda swept me away from it all, but hasn't I really ended up in the eye of the storm.
I barely even felt the pull of the plane descending, and the impact with the ground had even less of an impression in my harried mind.
People are standing around me, so I gather my wits and my purse, shoving my phone inside my purse for now.
I anticipate after some in-airport Starbucks, I’ll feel more up to the task of greeting Jared.
Except when I’ve de-boarded and entered the airport, there he is.
Jared is waiting for me with that same sweet smile he’s always given me. His dark eyes are soft, sweet, sensual. His chiseled jawline with the adorable fucking dimples, God, when he smiles at me I can totally forget everything that worries me. Even if only for a few seconds.
I run toward him and wrap my arms around him, kissing his cheek and inhaling the scent of him. “Jared!”I can feel every inch of his eight-pack-abs pressed against me, along with his rock hard cock. It presses hot against my thigh, and I feel my face heating.
“Kristin, fuck it is good to see you.” Jared’s lips brush my ear.
I shiver at the feel of his warm breath and those sensual lips rasping over my skin. This is the sorta thing that makes you forget all the reasons why you were nervous and makes you focus on all the reasons you like getting naked with a person in the first place.
Jared, it is good to feel you. More than just the way his body lights mine on fire with the electric sensation from his touch, it feels warm. It feels like home to see Jared.
I release him, and I search his face for any evidence that he’s mad at me for leaving. I don’t see any resentment. His fingers entwine with mine. “Frappuccino?” he asks, already starting to walk in that direction.
He knows me so well. “You don’t think I want a latte or cappuccino after all my time in Paris?” My voice is playful. It sounds innocent to my ears. Not full of the trepidation fluttering in my stomach and making me a little weary of the caffeine buzz I was hoping for.
Jared walks towards my gray herringbone suitcase and lifts it. “No, I don’t think so. I think you’re happy to have your favorites. Am I wrong?”
My luggage tag is on there, and I check because it would be terrible to have the wrong bag, but of course, he’s right. “No, you never are.”
“Tell Derek that!” Jared says with a laugh.
I wish he hadn’t brought him up, but I suppose that’s only fair. I don’t want to have to choose between them…because I can never make a choice that involves letting one of them go. Not when they’re both already in my heart.
Kristin
I wore a pink lace bra to see Derek. The almost transparent fabric peaking over the top of my tank top says everything I am afraid to admit to myself. As afraid as I was about meeting up with Derek, I wanted it. I wanted him. I hold his gaze and take my hands to my back, unhooking the bra, allowing its straps to slide down her arms and the whole thing into the floor.
Derek looks at me with raw hunger, and I want to give him everything that’s in his eyes. Jared has been incredibly sweet when we broke up...always, really, but surprisingly so when we’re over. Derek’s never been anything but hungry, and we haven’t truly slept together…yet.
Just then, though, Eli AND Jared both bust into the room.
Eli speaks first. “Falling in love with Kristin has taught me to open my heart to love,” he says, looking at Jared.
I watch Jared carefully watching his stepfather.
Jared looks down and then back and forth between Derek and I. “I never thought I could forgive Eli, but I have. I have because I was willing to share Kristin with you, Derek. I wanted to. And Kristin, you weren’t sure that was what we wanted, right?”
I can’t believe what I’m hearing, and I want to cry because I am so relieved. “Yes,” I nod, and I think I might burst into tears any moment.
“Well, are you saying what I think you’re saying?” Derek says.
Jared bites his lip. “Kristin, if you’d have all three of us, I think your love is what kinds us all together.”
The room is silent for a moment. The emotions coursing through me are as strong as the lust.
All three of them? Fuck, I do want that. I never even dreamed that I could have that, though, and now it looks like they might be on board! “Yes!” I cry out. “If it means that your rifts are healed, that I’m not running off to another country, that I don’t have to choose, then yes, I choose all of you!”
We all look at each other for about three seconds before we start tearing off clothes.
Eli, Derek, and Jared’s hands and mouths are all over my body. They all tell me that they love me.
“I love you all so much. I couldn't have truly chosen between you three,” I tell them, and I mean every word.
“Now you’ll never have to,” Jared says, and then he starts licking my pussy.
I watch Eli and Derek stroke their cocks, and when I’m really close to cumming, Jared stops licking.
I whimper out, but I lie back on Eli, feeling his cock lubed up and sliding into the tight ring of my ass. Derek positions his cock at my pussy, filling me up so tight that I think I’m going pass out from the pleasure. Jared brings his cock to my lips, and I cry out at the sheer ecstasy of them all fucking me. When the orgasm tears through my body, it has an erotic domino effect. My clenching ass and pussy make Eli and Derek unload in me, and I suck hard on Jared’s cock, tasting hot jets of his cum blasting down my throat.
My brain feels like it is about to burst, and so does my heart. I never thought I would be in love with three men, but they love me back, and that’s all that matters.
Last Never Before Seen Short Story!
Baby Makes Five by Abby Angel
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Alexis Angel
Baby Makes Five
“She’s so perfect,” Stefan says, grabbing my hand and kissing it.
“Looks just like her momma,” David says, wrapping an arm around the small of my back.
Julian leans down to kiss Abby on the forehead and we all give him the look.
You know the one right? The look that means: if you wake this baby up, you will suffer!
Julian kisses her and looks back at us, winking like he just got away with something.
I sigh, shaking my head but smiling.
The first year of having a baby, even with four parents, has been so wild! I mean, sure we have lots of help in each other…but I run Havenfield General Hospital, and I’m about to buy another hospital in a neighboring city that’s in desperate need of a new ER. David, Julian, and Stefan are all surgeons that practically live on call!
So we’re just about as busy as all that sounds. Tonight, Abby went from cute baby milk drunk to ver
y sleepy, and we all actually considered just sleeping…but I think we’re going to summon the energy.
It’s the most incredible thing, but being parents at once makes us all so tired, but the love we all share for each other only seems to be magnified when we care for our daughter.
“She really is so perfect. Our sweet little Abby,” I murmur as I look at our sleeping angel. All clean now…she was covered in her first birthday cake earlier today and that was a sight to see. Did you know that children will put cake anywhere? I think I must have been working with David to get icing out of her hair for several solid minutes. It was all worth it. That’s what I’ve learned being a mother. Everything is worth it.
I learned that about love, too. Being married to three men – my harem! – has opened my heart to so much love that it has erased all the pain and hurt of past betrayals.
How can I be sad when I have three gorgeous surgeons, a perfect baby, and my dream career?
I can’t be. Like, I think it might be a physical impossibility at this point.
“Yeah, I think she’s out,” Julian whispers.
We all tiptoe out of the room and head for the living room. It is unlikely that she’ll wake up again tonight after how hard she was sleeping. She had a long day of opening presents and wanting to chew on the boxes that that they came out of rather than the toys. Like, when they’re all colorful or shiny, you’d think kids would pay more attention the actual toys. But nope, they just want to play with the box.
Oh well, at least she’s happy with her haul. We kind of went overboard and bought her basically every toy available in her age range. Spoiling Abby is something that we all enjoy.
