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  Luke nodded. He lowered his cheek to lay on his arm above his head. He exhaled slowly. “That was…”

  “Fucking awesome,” Nathan said. “I’ve never been so turned on in my life. It’s been so long since I flogged someone. Seeing your ass like that… Hell, having your trust in me… Well, what I mean is that it’s humbling.” He set a hand gently on Luke’s ass and grazed his fingers over the raised areas. “It’s gonna smart for a while, but you’ll be fine tomorrow.”

  Luke wasn’t so sure, but he didn’t care. He’d do it all over again in a heartbeat. And he hoped he could. An occasional spanking or flogging would suit him perfectly.

  He was learning more about himself every day.

  •●•

  “Stop wiggling, Livi,” Luke said from his spot behind the canvas.

  “I can’t help it. Someone can’t keep his hands to himself.” She glared at Nathan, but he chuckled and pinched the tips of her breasts harder.

  God, he loved how sensitive her tits were.

  “I’m never going to get this painting done if the two of you can’t sit still,” Luke reprimanded.

  Nathan dropped one of his hands from Livi’s nipple and stroked it up and down his stiff cock. “I’ve been hard as a rock for almost an hour. I can’t believe we let you talk us into painting us.”

  Olivia dipped her fingers between her own legs and Nathan could hear how wet she was when she drove her fingers into her pussy.

  “Well, you did. I want it for the bedroom. Not that I don’t love the Frida Kahlo prints, but this is more personal.”

  Nathan studied his boy. His expression was so much more open these days. Since Luke had told them about Father George at the cemetery, and Nathan had flogged him so thoroughly, the guy seemed like a weight had been lifted from his shoulders.

  “I don’t know if I want a picture in the bedroom that doesn’t have you in it, Luke,” Olivia pouted, still slipping her fingers in her wet pussy.

  “Who says it doesn’t have me in it?”

  Nathan met his gaze. “You’re painting our threesome? Oh excellent. What are you doing in the picture? Are you blowing me? Because I wouldn’t mind if that happened. You should come over here and practice so you have the positioning right for the painting.”

  “Stop. We’ll all practice when I’m done. But I at least want to get the initial form down on the canvas. I can fill in more details later.”

  Nathan stroked his cock again and Olivia whimpered as her own hand worked her over.

  “All right,” Luke finally said. “I’ve got enough. Finish yourselves off.”

  Nathan winged an eyebrow. “Are you topping suddenly, Luke? Making demands.”

  Luke immediately dropped his head down and spread his legs a fraction. Holy shit, this boy was delicious. “No, Sir. Uh, Nathan.”

  Nathan’s hand gathered speed as he pumped harder, getting worked up at the way his boy submitted so easily. “Watch us, Luke.”

  Luke’s gaze lifted and bounced back and forth between Nathan’s hand and Olivia’s. Within minutes, Nathan was gasping as ropes of come striped across Olivia’s back. That seemed to set her off too, because she tumbled into the abyss moments later.

  “You two are so hot. I wish…”

  Nathan looked at their boy and saw a flush creep from his neck. “You wish what? You have to ask, Luke. We’ve talked about this. We’re not mind readers. We’re not perfect. If you don’t tell us what you want, we can’t give it to you.”

  “I wish you were both over me at the same time,” Luke blurted out. The image immediately formed in Nathan’s mind. Luke had been hinting at it for the past few weeks, ever since the flogging. He’d moved in with them and seemed content, but Nathan knew their boy was intensely curious.

  “You want me to ride you while you’re eating Olivia’s pussy?” Nathan asked and watched the guy flush more deep red. He loved how much his pale skin revealed about his desire.

  “Yes, Nathan,” Luke replied. “I want to know what it feels like to be inside you.”

  Olivia hopped up and clapped her hands together. “This is an excellent plan. Nathan needs something in his ass, he’s been much too pushy lately.”

  Nathan swatted her ass. “What do you mean?”

  She placed her hands on her hips, her magnificent tits thrusting forward. “Every day you ask Luke if he’s talked to the Father again. Every day you ask me if I’ve looked for an office job. All the demands.”

  Nathan shook his head. “Luke needs to talk to the Father. He shouldn’t let that relationship go.”

  Luke moved from behind the canvas toward the couch. “I’m not avoiding it. I’m still working through it. It doesn’t all get fixed overnight.”

  Olivia and Nathan circled Luke, enveloping him in a hug. “Mi amor,” Olivia whispered, placing her hands on his cheeks. “Take the time you need, but don’t pretend he means nothing. Give him the chance to be in your life. At least let him know you’ve moved in with us and if he wants a relationship with you, it’ll need to be on your terms. From what you told us, it doesn’t sound like he’d be opposed to that.”

  Luke trembled slightly and Nathan tightened his grip. “Do you need me to come with you to talk to him?”

  Luke looked up. “Yes. Maybe. I mean…”

  Nathan kissed him. “I’ll always fight demons with you, Luke. However you need me to. This is my job now. This is what I’m meant to do. To take care of you both. So I’ll come with you, and you can decide if you need me by your side or not. But this isn’t yours to deal with alone.”

  Luke nodded and the gratitude on his face made Nathan’s heart soar. He had a responsibility now, for both his lovers, and for the first time in his life, he felt as if he’d earned it. That he wasn’t given this gift because he was sheltered or because he could talk his way into anything, but because he had gained the trust of two amazing people.

  “Now,” Nathan said with a wicked smile. “Get naked, then lie on your back while Livi sits on your face and I grab some lube. I need you inside me.”

  Epilogue

  “No one here is wearing a suit,” Nathan grumbled from beside Olivia.

  “Hush up. Luke asked us to dress up. And anyway, you look smoking hot. Every woman in here wants to fuck you.”

  Nathan pointed. “Even that woman over there with the blue hair?”

  Olivia barked out a laugh and slapped her hand over her mouth. She looked toward the altar and saw Luke sitting next to the pastor, his gaze on the two of them, filled with laughter and love.

  Nathan led Olivia to an empty pew. “Do you think he misses the Catholic Church?”

  Luke had started going to a Presbyterian church shortly after he’d moved in with them. He said it was very progressive and service-based, and it was the number one church in Minneapolis for performing gay marriages.

  Olivia linked hands with Nathan. “No. He’s still meeting the Father for coffee once a week, so he gets enough from that. And he told me last week the Presbys have traditions too, and he likes that he doesn’t have to confess all the naughty things he’s been up to in a little box.”

  Nathan smiled. “And here he is, about to be a reader at a gay baby’s baptism.”

  Olivia smacked him. “The baby’s not gay, idiot. The moms are gay. Babies can’t be gay.”

  Nathan smirked. “I was a half-gay baby. My parents probably suspected from the start.”

  Olivia rolled her eyes. “Seriously. We’re in church. Do you think you can keep it clean for one hour while we sit through this?”

  Nathan slid his hand up her thigh. “Probably not. But I will endeavor if you promise it means special treatment from you and Luke later.”

  Olivia stopped his hand and pressed it between her two. “Yes, Nathan. You’ll get all the special treatment you want. Now pay attention, our boy is about to start.”

  •●•

  Two hours and three plates of church potluck food later, the three were back at their apartment. Luke still cou
ldn’t quite wrap his head around the idea that he was living with them now. This strange whirlwind romance where they all just leaped and seemed to have landed without a scratch.

  “It’s too bad they didn’t make you wear one of those robes to be a reader. I probably would have popped wood right there in church to see you wearing a robe.”

  Luke laughed. “You’re gross. Seriously, Nathan. It’s enough that they know about me living with the two of you. And they haven’t said anything judgy about it at all. As a matter of fact, Mrs. Bernstein told me about a time when her husband’s brother came to live with them. Apparently the brothers happily share.”

  Nathan tipped his head back and laughed. “The blue-haired lady? Oh my Lord. What an image. You never know how dirty someone is underneath.”

  “Yeah,” Olivia said, walking into the room in her fuck-me boots and nothing else. “I mean look at me. All innocent on the outside.”

  Luke laughed now. “Innocent until you open your mouth.”

  Olivia dropped to her knees. “I thought you’d never asked.” She winked and motioned the two of them forward. She loosened their belt buckles and let their pants drop to the floor. “Who wants to go first?”

  “Me,” they both said at once, and Olivia giggled.

  She pulled them together so their cocks lined up and started bouncing her mouth between each, licking and sucking and getting her spit and their precome all over her.

  Luke held the side of her head with one hand while Nathan did the same on the other side. Their fingers met in the middle. Their gazes met above her.

  “God I love this woman.” Luke leaned toward Nathan and kissed his lips. “You aren’t so bad yourself.”

  Nathan licked the seam between Luke’s lips and then wrapped his free hand around Luke’s head to hold him tight. “I love you too, Luke.”

  Luke moaned as Olivia switched to his cock again. Her teasing, sexy mouth made him squirm every time. His Livi was one nasty Hispanic ball of energy. She never seemed to tire of fucking or sucking.

  Luke bucked his hips forward as she deepened her draws.

  And then the imp left him to switch to Nathan.

  Nathan groaned next, as hypnotized by Olivia as Luke. “Baby, you better finish us off before we decide to flip you on your back and take you another way.”

  Olivia released him and lifted her gaze, glancing back and forth between Luke and Nathan. “Coño. Don’t say things like that unless you intend to keep your promise.”

  Nathan lurched forward, releasing Luke in a heartbeat and grasping Olivia to flip her onto her back against the floor. “I’ll keep my promise, all right, you mouthy girl.” He climbed between her legs and thrust into her pussy.

  Luke crawled toward them on his knees. He needed to join this party and he knew just where he wanted his cock this time. He straddled Nathan’s legs and teased the man’s butt crack with his dick.

  Nathan lifted his ass, his cock popping out of Olivia, who let out a string of Spanish and lifted her pussy into the air.

  Nathan set a hand on her belly and held her down. “Give us a second, love. Let Luke get inside me.”

  Luke exhaled slowly, relieved to know Nathan remained as open about receiving cock as he was about giving it. Luke didn’t have lube handy, but precome was leaking from the tip of his dick and when he leaned down to add some saliva to the mix, everything was perfect.

  His entire world was perfect.

  As he slid his cock into Nathan’s tight hole, he knew he was indeed home. The three of them were one now. Luke lowered his body with Nathan as Nathan pushed back into Olivia. Luke wasn’t sure Nathan breathed a single time while Luke fucked him, but it felt so damn good he couldn’t utter a word.

  Home. He never wanted this feeling to end.

  And for once in his life, he trusted that the people he loved most in the world would be there every morning when he woke up.

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  Becca Jameson lives in Atlanta, GA, with her husband and two kids. After years of editing, she is now a full-time author. With over 25 best-selling books written, she has dabbled in a variety of genres, ranging from paranormal to contemporary to BDSM. She loves chatting with fans, so feel free to contact her through e-mail, Facebook, or her website.

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