Maya
“Areyouguyscomingto bed?” I ask as the movie ended. I stood up and started cleaning up the popcorn bowls and boxes of candy on the coffee table, pilling the garbage in the empty bowls.
It was comical how fast the three of them froze. They all started to stand to help me clean up, and all three of their heads snapped up to look at me, while freezing in place. “You want us…all?” Jason asked.
“Of course I want you all, that’s the point. Why choose, when I can have them all?” I asked him, raising my eyebrow at him, a smirk on my lips.
It took them a minute, before they busted out laughing. They fell back on the couch, clutching their stomachs and I felt great. I grinned and headed for the kitchen, carrying the bowls to the garbage.
My guys helped me clean up and then we headed upstairs to my room. In the last several weeks, they’ve mostly moved in here. Nico always slept with me, but Marcos and Jason have slowly started staying every night. Now that Luke knew about it, we didn’t feel the need to hide it from him.
It was nice to have them to cuddle up to again. I missed them so much over the years. I was just so happy that we were finally moving forward. It made putting the heart break and betrayal in the past a little easier. I wasn’t healed by a long shot, and I’m sure there were going to be a lot of setbacks still to come, but we were communicating again. We were making progress. It was everything I’ve ever wanted.
We still had to talk about how we moved forward in the lifestyle, especially with kids involved—but I don’t think any of us want or need the same dynamic we had back then. Again, those conversations would happen when or if we needed them.
Tonight, I was focusing on having group sex with my guys for the first time since my assault. I didn’t know how my mind or body would react, but I wanted to try at least. I hoped I was ready, because I felt like I was. Until we started, though, I wouldn’t actually know.
In the bedroom, I slowly turned to them and waited. I still wanted them to take control.
Marcos looked nervous and Jason seemed out of his element completely.
I licked my lower lip and turned to Nico. He smiled easily and stepped forward. “I think for tonight, we’ll leave the colors and protocol alone, no honorifics, no names. Just us. Tonight, no means no, and we’ll keep it at that.”
“That sounds good.” I nodded.
“If we restrain your hands, will that trigger you?” Nico asked.
I swallowed thickly. “I think if it’s just your hands for now, I should be OK. I don’t know, though. Honestly, I don’t know about anything. I just know I miss you guys and I want this.” I look over his shoulder to Marcos and Jason. “I need this.”
“Alright, Little Dreamer. Then we keep talking. You tell us immediately if you don’t like anything. We’re gonna take this slow,” Nico murmured.
I smiled and stepped into him. “I’ll tell you. Just kiss me, fuck me, love me.” I murmured against his lips before I kissed him.
Nico groaned and wrapped his arms around me. I saw Jason move out of the corner of my eye before I closed my eyes and leaned into the kiss. Jason pressed behind me, his hands on my hips as he placed an open-mouthed kiss to my neck.
I moaned and shifted my hips back against Jason’s growing erection. I heard rustling and opened my eyes to see Marcos slowly peeling his clothes off. Distracted, I stopped kissing Nico to watch Marcos. His body had only been honed with muscle over the years. Hard muscle covered his body, and I groaned. My guys had only aged like fine wine in the years apart.
Nico chuckled as he glanced over his shoulder to see Marcos stripping. “So easily distracted.”
“So hot,” I mumbled.
Marcos grinned and pushed Nic out of the way and stepped into me. “So are you, Mi Vida.”
I shook my head. “I have stretch mar—”
“You are a damn Goddess Warrior that created and carried my son, and I shall worship at your altar.” Marco tilted my head and kissed me thoroughly.
I moaned and clung to his warm body, his skin smooth beneath my fingers. “Kiss ass,” I muttered when he pulled away to kiss down my throat.
He laughed against my neck, and I moan as he sucked my sensitive skin.
Jason’s hands roamed up my body, sliding between Marcos and I. He cupped my breasts as he sucked a hickey on to the other side of my neck.
“Ohhh.”
“That’s better,” Jason crooned in my ear, his voice sending shivers down my spine.
“I need—”
