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  Caleb’s momentum was followed by the heavy slap of our bodies coming together in a moment of passion. I had some of Devon dripping down my chin when Caleb began to shoot his load.

  His excitement came to a boiling point letting loose a volume that scalded the walls of my pussy. It wasn’t a photo finish, but Caleb was on the heels of what had already been deposited in my mouth.

  They had taken me places where there was nothing holding me back. My hunger had been satiated, but having them around was a constant reminder that my sexual desire could take over at any moment. Manipulating my body had become an obsessive pastime for all of them. Three was better than one and having them by my side had me tripping over my tongue.

  There was really nothing I could do when the heat of the moment made me want to shed a few layers to be replaced by anxious hands on my body.

  “I think you know that I’m a little younger than all of you. Age is but a number meant to hold people back from showing how they truly feel about one another. I don’t want us to fall into the trap of letting people dictate how we live our lives. I’ve waited for this day and I never thought anybody would be able to satisfy me. The three of you are in my head rattling around in there with thoughts that I would never be permitted to say in public.” I was lying at an awkward angle with my knees on either side of Caleb with my fingers purposely teasing Devon.

  Bryce had his hands full with some food he had foraged from the kitchen. I could definitely eat something after what we had just done. He prepared everything elegantly and showed that he did know the way to a woman's heart. I was impressed with how he instinctively knew my tastes. It was probably a shot in the dark, but he was trying to be considerate.

  “I know that we are being selfish to keep you to ourselves, but life makes sense when you’re in it with us. We understand and we accept that being with you comes with it some expectations. We shouldn’t be this comfortable around each other naked, but we are. Maybe that has something to do with the blood of our father running through our veins.” Devon was more a wordsmith than Caleb and he really did know how to melt my heart with a single word.

  Devon got up and moved around stretching his limbs. I watched and sighed deeply. He was limber and he certainly did know how to move that body in the right way. The agility he demonstrated was one that would be seen with a contortionist. The man was showing his skills with yoga poses that were for the more advanced student.

  “I thought that I was the one being selfish. Some women seeing me in this position would be jealous, but others would feel that I was keeping two of you from finding happiness with another woman. From the very first kiss, I was hooked and there’s nothing better than having three men to cater to my every sexual whim. It does take a bit to balance how to concentrate on one when I’m being flooded with feelings that are indescribable.” We had made it work and this overdose of male testosterone was suffocating in a good way.

  Being breathless with the kind of sex that only happens in the movies was every woman’s dream come true. I felt like I had been locked up tight for centuries waiting for somebody to release me. Licking my lips and traveling my eyes over their bodies made me feel like the luckiest woman in the world. They wanted me, and they had made my wish come true by making a big impression from the moment we met.

  “We don’t need the romance of having the lights down low when it’s far more pleasing to see you in the throes of ecstasy. We know how to rub you the right way together than apart. I might not have agreed with this, but I don’t mind sharing you to get a piece of your heart.” Devon knew how to sing the praises of a lady.

  I couldn’t identify the way I felt from one to the other, but I did know those feelings were strong.

  Devon and Bryce made up for Caleb’s lack of communication. His silent approach and the way that he could strum my heartstrings with one look was almost a crime. I was still feeling slightly exhausted and I had no will to move from my current position on the stairs.

  “You might be brothers, but you certainly don’t look alike. There are never words left unspoken when we can show each other the way we feel in the physical pursuit of pleasure. It’s those little things that matter the most. I will give Caleb credit for knowing when to keep his mouth shut.”

  Caleb was watching, but he hadn't felt the need to contribute to the conversation. “Talking has never been my strong suit. I’ve always been a man of action. I never did know the right words to say, but you do provoke a certain part of me to be vocal.”

  They helped me down the stairs and Bryce suddenly appeared with his hands full of women’s clothes.

  “We might have gotten a little out of hand. It’s a good thing that I keep a supply of clothing inside this safe house. Hiding is not the answer and we need to be seen to be taken seriously. Everybody knows that you’re strong, and facing hurdles have never been a problem for you.” Bryce was slapping his face and I could tell this was his process to return to a professional mindset.

  It was a bit casual to wear blue jeans into the office, but there would be time to stop for some shopping discreetly with my three bodyguards watching my every move.

  “I’m never going to look back and I’m never going to give any of this up. It would take an act of nature to pull me out of your arms. If I thought it would help, I would howl at the moon to release this pent-up energy.” I could hear the little voices in my head calling my name to inform me that what I was doing was wrong.

  “We have barely scratched the surface of what can happen with four bodies writhing in the sweet agony of one orgasm after another. It still boggles my mind that you can handle more than one man.” Devon wasn’t the only one to feel that we had perpetrated the perfect crime against conventional thinking.

  “I make no excuses and it’s not easy to find the perfect man. I think I did it by piecing three men into my life. I’ve been told that I can be a handful for one. I have mood swings and each of you has a unique understanding of how to keep me sane. I have surrounded myself with the best of the best and I make no apologies for that. I didn’t go into this thinking that I would sleep with all of you.” It was getting late and a big day of putting up a brave front was in front of us.

  I sat down with a sigh, feeling tired. Thinking of the day ahead was not making me feel any better. I was exhausted, and my head lay heavy on my shoulders. I didn’t want to get up.

  I had taken a sabbatical after my life flashed before my eyes on the elevator.

  “I don’t suppose anybody has given any thought about the sleeping arrangements?” The question that Caleb posed was on all of our minds, but nobody was courageous enough to say it out loud.

  “I don’t know about the rest of you, but I’m taking the bed upstairs. Draw straws to see who is going to join me. I want to say that I will be a good girl, but I think you’ve already seen for yourself the bad girl inside of me has other ideas. Don’t be surprised to wake up with the warmth of my lips.” They were going to have to decide amongst themselves, but I was afraid that it might turn into an act of violence.

  I wanted to believe they could come up with a reasonable solution on their own without resorting to childish behavior unbecoming of their military training. I certainly wasn’t going to choose for them and I was perfectly comfortable with either one of them taking their place on that cold spot of the bed beside me.

  “You really don’t know what you’re asking of us. There’s no possible way that we can come to a consensus without resorting to games that we used to play when we were children.” I gave them a dismissive wave of my hand and climbed the stairs with the feeling of three pairs of eyes on me.

  There wasn’t one word spoken between them in the time that I ascended to the top. I had to trust that my presence wasn’t needed to soothe the savage beasts inside of them. They must’ve known that the one lucky enough to spend time with me would have to make concessions for his brothers in the future.

  It was maybe 20-minutes later when I heard the creaking floor
boards, but I didn’t want to move to ruin the surprise. He slipped under the sheets and wrapped his arms around me from behind. I still couldn’t make a distinction, not until he whispered nine little words into my ear.

  “I’ve been looking for you all of my life.” Caleb smiled, and his confession touched me deeply, making my heart race faster with each profound word spoken.

  It was actually nice to spend quality time with him without the others, but it was never going to be the same as the fairytale bliss of three men. There was no comparison, but the warmth generated from Caleb’s body made me snuggle up against him.

  Chapter eighteen

  Caleb

  My brothers had no idea how she woke me up in the morning, but I could sense from their dismissal of me that they were quite aware that something had happened. I was consciously making the effort to not scream it from the rooftop. It should have been illegal the way that she manipulated my flesh with her fingers and her lips.

  She was a breath of fresh air and she looked at me over her shoulder at her desk with her little finger playing around her lips. She obviously remembered what we had done. It felt good to love her in my own way without the interruption of my brothers.

  Separate or apart, she knew how to make each of us feel like we were walking on air. She made sure to clean up her mess, before jumping out of bed and getting into the shower.

  “I don’t want to make any problems between you and your brothers. Devon stayed behind to look after our prisoner. I request that you personally join me in the conference room. You might recognize some faces and I don’t want you to be alarmed. General Roberts is going to show up to go over the details of what we have been working on for him.” I didn’t want to see him, and I had this insane idea of locking my hands around his throat.

  I put my hand on the cold glass looking out at the city. My past with General Roberts was clouding my judgment. I couldn’t think straight and kept myself from alerting Rachel to my harsh feelings.

  “I promise to be on my best behavior unless he gets out of hand. The man has a funny way of making backhanded compliments. I have followed his orders and I’m not going to make it that simple for him to get a rise out of me. He’s the one responsible for making me see that the world is not black and white.” I had eyes on the little ants down below and I envisioned General Roberts getting hit by a car. It made me smile with evil intentions.

  “I appreciate your restraint, but I also want you to be my eyes and ears in the room. Take the time to scrutinize everybody and read their body language. It’s not going to be easy considering they went through the same training that you did. I’m trusting your judgment to make a fair assessment of their character.” She was baiting them into a trap to see who was going to blink first.

  “I know what you’re trying to do and it’s a dangerous game. Rattling their cage is a good way for accidents to happen. Don’t reveal everything—leave them something to whet their appetite to learn more. They might suspect you know, but what they don’t know will result in them making a mistake that we can capitalize on.” It was all about checks and balances.

  “I was thinking the same thing. I’m going to dive right in and I want you to follow my lead. I never knew how hard it was to develop friendships in a business like this.” She was rustling paper with sighs of frustration escaping her lips.

  I wanted to kiss her slowly and show her what she did to me.

  She continued shuffling papers and I could hear a pin drop outside the door. Nobody was going to sneak up on her without my knowledge. Bryce was making the rounds as part of her security detail, to figure out if there was another inside source like Jonathan. The rest of the staff and their financials had come back inconclusive with no glaring examples of those that were living beyond their means.

  “Don’t be too quick to put the blame on General Roberts. He’s usually duplicitous, but he will never knowingly say anything incriminating. If he is painted into a corner then he will probably throw somebody under the bus to protect himself. It’s undeniable that his day is coming, but it remains to be seen when that is going to happen.” My brothers and Rachel had the strength of 1000 soldiers and together we were one.

  Our voices could be heard over the din of the crowd. We were unstoppable walking together and our heartbeats were synchronized in the love we shared. I wasn’t very comfortable with public displays of affection, but for Rachel, I could make her the exception to the rule.

  Her office overlooked the city with the skyline stretching out before me. I was small and insignificant, like the many ants going about their day to day life thousands of feet below me. I captured the likeness of serenity between my fingers with my thumbs touching. Framing the scene in front of me made me understand how we all played our parts.

  Her hair was fanned out over her black leather chair that swiveled. It would’ve been easy to take advantage of her and make my feelings abundantly clear. The meeting was scheduled to take place in the next few minutes and it appeared that she was getting her ducks in a row.

  The paperwork was an example of how too much red tape could hinder progress. The military and government demanded that everything be in triplicate. There was always a paper trail if you knew where to look for it. No doubt, the evidence for who was coming after Rachel was somewhere gathering dust on somebody’s desk.

  I had no reservations about throwing my body in front of a moving bullet for Rachel. Standing at attention with my hands behind my back gave me a bird’s eye view of possible nests for sharpshooters. I was looking for anything that would stand out, but there was nothing to report back.

  “I’ve given this company my blood, sweat, and tears. This has never been my passion, but my father’s legacy is important to me. Those people under the umbrella of my protection have no idea what I have done to give them continued employment. I sometimes don’t like what happens behind closed doors.” She threw her hands up in defeat and shook her head back and forth.

  This was old news and the public was usually quite happy to be kept in the dark when it came to matters of National Security.

  “I’m curious to know what your real passion is. You have a lot of heart and this business is usually run by people that don’t take the human equation into consideration. You might be the first in the business of developing weapons that knows the cost of doing business with the devil.” I stepped back and admired the way she moved around the room.

  Rachel had her hand in the pocket of the military and it was going to take a Herculean effort to pull it free.

  “I can’t say the money isn’t good. It shouldn’t play a part in what makes me happy. I’ve seen good soldiers pay a terrible price. Their quality of living is never quite the same when they come back from a harrowing ordeal. I’m trying to change things by implementing new strategies to give them a fighting chance at survival.” She hired those that were disillusioned by fighting enemies foreign and domestic.

  “You have to be very careful with your bleeding liberal heart. There are those looking to start a new chapter in their lives. There are also others who might use this platform to get their pound of flesh. You can never know what somebody is thinking behind the smile they plaster on their face.” I’d seen my fair share of soldiers looking for that big score to leave their boots behind them covered in the blood of others.

  “I know what would happen if I wasn’t around to keep these people honest. Chaos would ensue, and nobody would stop those like General Roberts. Some feel intimidated by his power and the strength of his conviction, but I’m not one of them.” Her lip snarled into something ugly, but I secretly enjoyed her passion.

  There were very few willing to stand up to General Roberts without facing the consequences.

  “Playing in these infested waters can hurt you financially and personally. Those in the competitive field fighting for those contracts will do anything to make you look bad. I’ve gone over some interesting reports that have resulted in you barely able to keep your head abov
e water.” Some of those had led back to Jonathan, but not everything was his fault.

  “You’ve never been the kind of guy that had a problem with being honest. I like that you don’t kiss my ass. There’s too many willing to concede defeat when they are faced with their peers. I had to trim the fat around here of those skating through. I’m sure there are some disgruntled employees willing to make a sacrifice to make me regret letting them go.”

  I had found four potential suspects in a pool of hundreds, but there was only a handful that I could rule out entirely.

  “I might be a good soldier, but I’m not willing to jump into the deep end without some kind of context. Don’t get me wrong, I know one day this business will most likely get me killed. My brothers would posthumously speak on my behalf at the funeral to attest to my character and my willingness to do the right thing. Doing the right thing comes with its own rewards and pitfalls.” I said solemnly, reliving those past mistakes and wondering if there was another way.

  There was always the racial card to play and I didn’t feel very good about singling out those of minority status.

  Rachel had two Muslims on her staff working behind the scenes in the research department. Their resumes were polished to perfection, but my job was to find those holes and reveal them for the inside spies we were looking for.

  I felt like something was crawling over my skin. The monkey suit didn’t have the same relaxed fit that my blue jeans had. I had to put on a good show for those watching from afar. I could still move freely and reach my guns without much movement. It felt like a constricting straitjacket preventing me from being who I really was deep down where it mattered.

  Not many people could see the light inside of her eyes. To them, she was a hard ass, but nobody could deny that she was a straight shooter. The way that she did business could be perceived as highly subjective. She might be considered public enemy number one by radical groups and those that I considered tree huggers. They didn’t know the lengths she had gone to make the soldiers’ lives better.