Many Blessings [Coffeeshop Coven 1] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Tymber Dalton

  This would never get old, the thrill her heart felt when she looked into his blue gaze.

  “Mandaline,” Sachi said. “You have vows you wanted to say?”

  She nodded and took a deep breath. She glanced out at her friends and soon-to-be family before looking back at her men. “I’d honestly written off a relationship when I met you two. You came into my life at a time when I had no idea how badly I needed both of you. I know there will be some challenges ahead from people who won’t want to accept what we have, but I know I can face that and more with you both by my side.

  “You’ve helped me heal my heart, helped me learn to live again, helped me want to live again…” She choked up and had to clear her throat before continuing. “I know that I am a complete person without you, but my life and heart are whole again with both of you. I love you both and pledge to walk beside you both, regardless of how difficult the path, for the rest of our days.”

  Both men wore identical smiles.

  Sachi might have wiped a tear away, but Mandaline wasn’t sure because she did it so quickly. “Okay, which one of you is next?” she asked.

  Brad pointed at Ellis, who shifted feet and cleared his throat. “I’ve had to accept a lot of changes in my life,” he started, “in a very short time. Rearrange my thinking. Open my heart. I wouldn’t have it any other way, because you are the most beautiful person in the world, and I don’t just mean your body. You have a beautiful soul and a beautiful heart and I think if I tried to love you any harder than I already do, that my heart might explode because it’s so full. I promise to spend the rest of our lives together loving you and walking beside you, because I’ve seen how empty my life was before you came into it. I don’t ever want to feel that lonely again.”

  She sniffled back tears as he leaned in and kissed her.

  “Brad?” Sachi asked.

  He gave her his panty-dampening smile. “I’m not scared of Hell, because I’ve already been there and back a couple of times in my life so far. The only thing that scares me now is the thought of ever losing you, of losing the beauty and love you’ve brought into my life. The happiness. The joy. That scares me. The difference between before you came into my life and after is like black and white versus the richest color palette you can imagine. I’ll spend the rest of my life trying to bring you the kind of joy that you bring me.” He leaned in and kissed her.

  Mandaline hoped she could get the coven over with as early as possible to get alone time with her guys.

  “Beautiful,” Sachi said, without a hint of snark. “These three,” she continued, “stand before you, their family and friends, to proclaim their love and devotion for each other. They don’t need a piece of paper to do that, they don’t need permission from any authority other than their own hearts. But they wanted all of you to witness their commitment to each other in this handfasting.”

  From a colorful hobo bag slung across her shoulders, Sachi pulled out three ribbons, one green, one red, and one blue.

  She looped the green one around their hands first. “I call upon Father God and Mother Goddess to bring these three prosperity, health, fertility, and happiness. So mote it be.” Sachi waved her hand at the audience, indicating for them to repeat the last part.

  “So mote it be,” chanted the audience.

  She looped the blue one around their hands. “I call upon the Universe to bring them protection, loyalty, wisdom, peace, and harmony. So mote it be.”

  “So mote it be,” the audience repeated.

  Mandaline looked up at Brad, who smiled down at her. When she looked at Ellis, she thought his blue eyes looked a little too bright, like maybe he was close to tears. The smile on his face, however, warmed her heart.

  Sachi looped the red ribbon around their hands. “I call upon Astarte and Freyja to bring them love and passion. So mote it be.”

  “So mote it be,” the audience repeated.

  She loosely knotted all the ends together, securely enough they wouldn’t come untied, but with enough slack they could pull their hands free without untying the ribbons. Then she pulled a small, glass jewelry box from the bag. Etched on the flat, hinged lid was a triple Goddess symbol. She carefully removed the ribbons from their hands and tucked them into the box before handing it to Mandaline. “Three as one,” she continued. “May you have a life together full of joy, peace, happiness, and love. Namaste. Aho.”

  “Aho,” the group repeated before breaking into applause. Everyone came up to give them hugs and congratulations before breaking up to head back to the shop.

  * * * *

  A little after eleven, Sachi started giving people hints it was time to leave the lovebirds alone. Both sets of parents were staying at a hotel by the Interstate, and they’d all have breakfast together in the morning. Mandaline had decided she didn’t want a vacation right now. Once they had the house finished, she promised Sachi and the men that she’d take two weeks off for vacation.

  By midnight, the guests had cleared out and Sachi and the crew finished cleaning up. Sachi, of course, was the last one out the door after a final walk-through and giving the three of them hugs. “Remember, tomorrow’s Sunday. You can run around nekkid all day if you want and no one will bother you,” she teased before leaving.

  Ellis laughed. “We really do need to find her a guy.”

  “So mote it be,” Mandaline and Brad automatically chanted together before breaking into laughter.

  They ushered her upstairs to their bedroom. With Ellis in front of her, and Brad behind, and both men sporting hard bulges in their slacks, she knew it wouldn’t take them long to get her naked.

  She wouldn’t have it any other way.

  Brad slid the right strap of her dress down her shoulder, his lips feathering across her flesh as he did. “Our beautiful witchy bride,” he teased.

  Ellis started on her left strap. “All ours.”

  She closed her eyes and breathed in their scent as she felt their energies rise. No, Ellis still didn’t believe in everything she and Brad did, but it didn’t matter. He’d finally admitted there were things he didn’t understand, and even better, that it was okay he didn’t understand them.

  He’d even learned to make a good cappuccino.

  “Let’s make magick, boys,” she whispered, her clit already throbbing in anticipation and her juices flowing.

  Just the thought of their bare skin against hers was enough to get her wet. She suspected one day she might be able to stop thinking with her libido when it came to her two hunks, but for now, this early in their life together, she’d soak up every last drop of them that she could.

  Even better, her pill had kicked in. That had cut their expensive condom use to half, which made her thrifty nature happy.

  Ellis slowly unbuttoned her dress, until they had her breasts bared to them. As one, they moved to take her nipples between their lips, drawing a soft gasp from her.

  She cradled their heads against her body, stroking their hair. Every pull of their mouths only intensified the throbbing between her legs.

  Brad reached down and pulled the dress up until he could slip a hand inside her panties, his fingers unerringly finding their target. She let out a moan as two fingers easily slid inside her soaked cunt and her hips began rocking against him.

  Ellis chuckled and looked up. “Somebody’s wet.”

  She nodded, her lower lip caught between her teeth.

  Ellis changed positions, stepping behind her. Brad released her breast with his mouth and dove under her dress. He yanked her panties down. Then she let out a moan as he added a third finger to her pussy and began licking her clit.

  Ellis cupped her breasts in his hands. She leaned against him, head thrown back and eyes closed as he rolled and pinched her nipples between his fingers. She loved this, being taken by them, the way they worked together to bring her pleasure, they way they took their pleasure from her.

  Nothing had ever felt so good or right.

  “Come for us, baby,” Ellis u
rged. “Give us one just like this.”

  With his strength to lean against, she hooked an arm back around his neck as she rocked her hips against Brad’s face when her climb began. The men had quickly figured out what buttons to press to get her off as many times as they wanted her to, even if she didn’t think she could.

  She’d quit doubting their abilities weeks earlier.

  In her ear, Ellis softly said, “He’s going to make you come. Then we’re going to strip you, and he’s going to fuck your pussy while I slide my cock up your tight ass. How’s that sound?”

  Her fingers found purchase against his shirt, grabbing on as she let out another moan. She loved it when they talked dirty to her.

  How could any woman not like this?

  He pinched her nipples a little harder. “Answer me, baby. Tell us what you want.”

  Brad slowed his movements, making her whine. “I want you both to fuck me,” she said, breathless and needy. “Please, fuck me hard and fast.”

  Between her legs Brad groaned, vibrating through her clit and triggering her first orgasm. His mouth and hand sped up as he realized she’d tipped over the edge, pushing her harder and faster into a blissful release that nearly took the strength out of her knees. If not for Ellis holding her up, she would have collapsed into a puddle of flesh on top of Brad.

  Before her clit even stopped throbbing from that, Brad stood, pulling her dress up and over her head with Ellis’ help. Ellis scooped her up and dropped her onto the bed.

  Both men quickly undressed, their hard cocks straining against their briefs until they freed them. Brad jumped into bed next to her and rolled her on top of him.

  “Right there, baby,” he said as he grabbed her hips and thrust his cock into her pussy.

  He wouldn’t let her ride him, though, holding her still until Ellis had climbed onto the bed behind them, his cock sheathed in a condom and the bottle of lube in his hand.

  “Hold still, baby,” he said, his voice low and straining with need. “Don’t want to hurt you.”

  He quickly had himself and her ass well lubed. Then he lined up his sheathed cockhead with her rim. “Ready, baby?”

  She nodded. “Please!”

  Ellis grabbed her by the hair and gently pulled her head back so he could look her in the eye. “Please, what?”

  She thought her clit might explode if they didn’t start fucking her soon. “Please fuck me!”

  He leaned in closer, his blue eyes blazing. “Who do you belong to, little witch?”

  Her heart raced, not just at his playful words but from his commanding tone. “To both of you.”

  He kissed her. “That’s right. And don’t you ever forget it.” He let go of her hair and started fucking her, hard and fast.

  Brad grabbed her hair and had his fun. He wrapped it around his fist and held her steady, his brown eyes boring into hers. “Tell us how it feels, baby.”

  She could barely draw breath into her lungs. “I love having both your cocks in me. I love when you both fuck me at the same time. I love how you both fill me up, and I love the energy.”

  He smiled as he thrust up into her, beginning to seesaw in time with Ellis. “You’re our dirty little witch, aren’t you?”

  She shivered with pleasure. “Yes!”

  “When we get the house done,” he said, “you’ll spend every Sunday naked and impaled on our cocks. We’re going to fuck you anytime we want, even outside. You’d like that, wouldn’t you? Us taking control of you and you helpless to do anything but let us make you come all day.”

  She closed her eyes as an orgasm rippled through her at the mental image. Yes, letting go to them, knowing she could trust them, that was the most powerful aphrodisiac she could ever imagine.

  Brad felt it and amped things up. He tightened his grip on her hair and pulled her face down to his. “Starting the morning out with one of us fucking you and driving you deep onto the other one’s cock, fucking your sweet, beautiful body between us, filling you with our cum from both ends—”

  She let out another, louder cry as a more powerful release rocked her body. Their energy filled her soul, merging with hers. Her world ended just beyond their bodies, their heat, their love.

  “That’s it,” Brad cooed. “You know what you want. You take it. You take as much from us as you want. You use our cocks and fuck us as hard as you want.”

  Her clit rubbed against his body with every stroke, now triggering a series of orgasms she knew from sweet experience wouldn’t stop until they did.

  And they knew it, too.

  Brad let go of her hair and grabbed her hips. She gasped for breath, wave after wave of pleasure bouncing through her body. “There she goes,” he grunted as he sped up, fucking his cock harder and faster up into her and only amplifying the pleasure she felt.

  “Thought so,” Ellis said from behind. “Didn’t know how much longer I could hold out.”

  She squeezed her eyes closed, her fingers clawing at the covers as they rode her body, the orgasms coming harder and faster with each breath until she thought her world would rip apart at the seams.

  She let out another cry at the intensity, her cunt and ass eagerly squeezing their cocks with each thrust they made, her body out of her conscious control. All she could do was hang on and enjoy it.

  A white flare crossed her mind, bringing a brief, ghostly picture of the three of them together, making love in the grass outside their house, her belly rounded and swollen.

  Her eyes flew open but before she could process the image, one last, hard climax split open as both men came at the same time, the three of them collapsing in a tangled heap of sweaty arms and legs.

  Too tired and sated to think about what she saw, and knowing the future wasn’t written until it was the past, she decided not to tell the men about it.

  * * * *

  The sound of Pers whining woke Mandaline out of a sound sleep. Prying her eyes open, she saw it was almost three o’clock in the morning.

  “What’s wrong, puppy?” She crawled out of bed without waking the men up. She pulled her robe on and followed the dog down the stairs. He ran behind the counter, where he put his front paws up on it.

  She stared. The little zen garden sat there undisturbed, freshly raked from earlier. “Nothing here, pup,” she softly said, her heart pounding. She scooped him up and took him to the back door. After a quick walk, she locked the door again and set the alarm. She headed for the stairs, but Pers whined.

  When she set him down, he once again raced over to the zen garden.

  Only now, the rake lay on the counter next to it.

  A sense of serene calm slipped through her soul. Forcing her feet to move, she walked over to the counter and grabbed Pers again.

  Written in the sand, as if drawn with a finger, was a smiley face and one word.

  Believe.

  She let out a breath and looked up, blowing a kiss toward the heavens. “I do believe, sister,” she whispered. “I won’t forget. Namaste.”

  She couldn’t be sure, but as she walked toward the stairs she thought she heard a whispered, “Namaste,” in return.

  THE END

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