"Baby girl, do you know how long I wanted to do this?" he asked.
"I'm going to say the second we finished, the last time we ever did it."
"Yeah, that would be a perfect time frame to put it in."
"Speaking of putting it in," she said.
"I see the few knocks of your head to the floor haven't changed everything about you."
"Not everything, Mi Vida"
"I know you said you wanted to do this, but you will have to think about it. This is not something that Dean and I want to hide. So, if you think that your family and friends won't be able to understand to the point where you would lose them, Dean and I don't want that to happen. I know people in this world love two people simultaneously, and they sacrifice their happiness. Too much has happened to me. I died twice. I am not going to sacrifice my happiness," she explained. "I'm not going to let my love for you just fade away due to out of sight, out of mind."
"Then why did you marry Dean?"
"I married Dean because I love him. I want Gwen to grow up with her daddy, and I loved him so much that I wanted to be his wife. I love you so much. I want you to be in her life, too. That's why we asked you to be her godfather and her guardian. I want you to be part of our relationship, Alex. I want you to be a part of our little family. I'm not giving up my happiness, Gwen."
"OK, that does make sense."
"How did your family take it?" he asked.
"Well, I'm lucky. Everybody I love is dead. I have a feeling Malibu would have been totally joyous. He would be the first in line for this kind of thing... if it was two girls. Two guys take a special type of person, and somehow, I found my boys. My little boys who fight over a girl in the hall of the hospital, ambulance bay, and don't forget when Peggy gave you both a verbal smackdown. We haven't exactly told his parents. They're his parents. They're old-fashioned. But it's not his parents' relationship, and it's not for his parents. Permission is not desired or required. We would like them to be happy for us and maybe understand. Even if they disown us, we figure he's got 8 billion in the bank. It's not like we're going to suffer," she said.
"He's got what in the where?"
"Fuck. Well, that's another conversation we'll have to have right away, huh?"
"So that is really a $47,000 ring?" he asked.
"It's a family heirloom, so it's not like he bought it. I mean, come on, Alex. How do you think he retired? How does he afford this lifestyle? He was a mid-level federal employee. The car, the toys, the 14,000 suits."
At first, no words would come out of his mouth.
"Alex? You have fallen in love with someone who will take care of you and show you anywhere you want to go."
"So, when you said you would take me to Paris, he said, let me make a few calls. He wasn't joking."
"Or Rome. You know, this really wasn't supposed to be the topic of conversation. We've gone off track," she said.
"No, we've gone off the rails."
He looked around the basement. "Well, now that I look at things between the basement, the house, and the cars."
"How did you think he affords everything?" she said.
"Well, either he came from a wealthy family, or he was a drug dealer."
"I know, right? The drug dealer was the first thing that came to my mind," she said.
"I mean, it doesn't change things, does it?"
"Well, my family might accept it a little more."
"Well, you can't tell your family," she said.
"So, you expect me to tell my family I am part of this? throuple or whatever we're going to call it, but I can't tell them that you are billionaires?"
"OK, good point, but we would prefer it if you didn't. Money causes problems. The whole reason he used the current name was so that he wasn't associated with his family."
"Yes, but he has since dropped the Carron and returned to Stapleton.," he said.
"He's no longer an agent and is older now. He feels it's not necessary. Plus, he's now involved with the family business."
"Holy shit, Stapleton. Like those people in Kentucky. Stapleton?"
"Yeah, those people made their money in plastic bottles, and they own several racehorses, but we can talk about that later. I think he left us so that we could get reacquainted—biblically," she said.
"Well, I guess the prodigal son has returned."
"Can we do it like we used to?"
"We did that because I was pregnant," she said.
"I don't care why; I want it."
She stood up and unbuttoned her shirt, exposing her swollen breasts. She looked down. I am full and can't do much with it since I have been drinking.
"I can help you if you want." He smiled at her. He pulled his shirt up over his head and unbuttoned his jeans. He lifted his hips, and she pulled them off. He stood in front of him. He kissed her stomach and ran his hands along her back.
"You are so beautiful, Allie. I have fucking missed your body so much."
He untied the string on her flannel pajama pants. They slid effortlessly down her legs. She wasn't wearing any underwear. He caressed her ass. She smelled amazing. He missed the way she smelled. He kissed her new scars.
"Please don't do that, Alex," she asked. She was looking down at him.
"I can't stop. They are exquisite."
He kissed them and ran his tongue along them. "These scars and marks brought my Peanut into this world. These scars are wounds from a battle you won," he said.
"Now I know why I love you. Well, one of the reasons."
"One out of two?"
She straddled him and put her arms around his neck. "I love you, Alex," she said.
"Love me forever, Allie, and I will always be yours. I tried, but you are my own and only. I can't give you up. I can't quit you."
He pulled her close and kissed her collarbone. He lifted her head and moved to the underside of her chin and throat. He ran her fingers through his hair, releasing the smell of cocoa butter.
"Can I?" he asked. He gently rubbed her distended breast.
"Fuck that feels good. I would love to feel you suckle me and release this pressure."
He put his mouth on her swollen breast, latched on, and sucked gently on her nipple. She watched him. She imagined Dean on the other, both just suckling her. It aroused her. The mother in her wants to care for them and nourish them both. Her boys.
"It's like sweet almond milk. o wonder kids want to wake up every two hours and eat," he said.
"Suck the other one too. You have to keep them even."
Her eyes remained on him, just watching. t made her shiver.
"Did you mean what you said when you called me alluring? Do I turn you on?" she asked.
"Of course I meant it. Dean does, too. He thinks you don't want to be with him. Allie, that man wants you so badly. You are the mother of his child. We worship you like the Greeks worshiped Hera."
"You know about Greek mythology?"
"I know absolutely nothing about it, but Dean told me Hera was the goddess of women, marriage, and childbirth. He sees you as the goddess you are. Now, why don't you sit on your throne?" he asked.
"Wow, that was a great segue, Alvarez."
"Did you like that?" He kissed her. She stood up and lowered herself onto his lap, taking him into her. His hands roamed around her torso.
"I miss the little baby bump," he said, running his hands over her. I loved watching you stretch and seeing her grow. I would rub tummy butter on you every night." He rubbed her belly in a circular motion.
"She would kick wildly when we made love, then fall asleep. I love you both so fucking much," he said. "When you were attacked, part of me died. Then I couldn't see you, my heart ached. After Peanut was born, Dean wanted me there more. I didn't want to question it. Now I know why."
She leaned her back on his chest. He caressed her breasts. He craned her neck back and kissed him lovingly. She heard him give a throaty growl.
"Maybe because I told him how much I love you and refused to give you up. You weren't a placeholder for him, Alex; you just returned to the place you already held in my heart. Now, let me feel your love."
They moved slowly, methodically. He kept her eyes closed, concentrating on the feeling and staying in the moment. She missed him. The way he smelled, the way he felt, the way his tongue entangled with hers. There was a difference between how he made her feel and how Dean made her feel. They each kissed differently and moved with her differently. One was not better than the other. They were both remarkable in each of their own ways. They were different. t was a unique experience every time. It was her personal heaven, not because of the sexual aspect but because of the breathtaking love between her and them.
For over an hour, they made up for lost time. They talked to each other about what the future might bring. She told him about Dean, his family, and how he grew up. He told him that he didn't have to worry about working unless he wanted to. He told him what would happen if, for some reason, things didn't work out.
Dean came back downstairs. Alex and Allie were on the floor underneath a large Northwestern blanket.
"Hey Cowboy! Did you find something to eat?" Alex asked.
"I did. Did you?" he asked.
"Hope Gwen doesn't mind, but I took a little out of her snack cupboard."
Dean smiled and let out a small laugh, shaking his head slowly.
"I need a shower, babe. I am a little sweaty and sticky."
"Now it's my turn to find something to eat."
He threw the blanket off and stood up. Dean looked at him.
"Not bad. Not as good as me, but impressive, nonetheless."
"Drop 'em and prove it, hot stuff," Alex said while standing there with his sizeable flaccid cock swinging between his legs.
"Oh, Alex, before you leave. I want a little something."
"To eat?"
"Well, there's eating involved," she blushed.
Dean looked down at her. "What do you have in mind, babe?"
She motioned for him to come down and whispered something in his ear.
"Oh, shit, babe. That's extremely hot. I can do that for you."
"Alex, when you were suckling on my breast, something came to my mind that I would like to do."
"OK. What would that be?" He sounded a little unsure.
"I want to feed my boys. You've been good boys for the last few weeks, and I think you deserve a little treat.
Alex looked at her and considered what she had said for a second. "Yeah, Dean is right. That's extremely hot."
"Are my boys hungry?"
Dean and Alex looked at each other, then nodded at her.
She stood up on her knees, put a hand on the back of each head, and slowly pulled them into her chest.
"Then come and let Mommy feed her boys."
"They each worked on getting their nipple erect. The feeling to her was unworldly. She had never had a threesome before. And two males with one female was extremely rare.
"Now latch on and suck. Remember, fishy face." She told them.
They both did as they were told. She was becoming unbelievably wet. They were each becoming incredibly hard. She ran her fingers through each of their hair.
"That's good, boys. Eat for Mommy."
Alex's eyes rolled back into his head. Holy fuck was all he could think. This is going to be my life? I am officially the luckiest guy on the planet, except for the one kneeling beside me.
She looked down at them. It was just as she thought it would be when watching Alex, the noises they were making. Each had a hand under her breast, supporting the weight. It felt amazing for them to be weightless.
"Dean, touch me," she moaned.
Dean put his hand between her legs. He started rubbing her. She was wet from excitement. She also had just a tiny amount of Alex's cum on her lips.
"Alex," touch me.
He reached around, and his fingers found her. Dean was rubbing her on the front, and Alex started fingering her from behind.
Oh, my fucking God! I don't know… I. Faster boys.
Alex plunged his fingers into her as deep as he could go. He curled his finger and brushed along her g-spot. Dean was firmly and quickly rubbing her clit.
Her legs were starting to shake. She was getting weak in her knees. Her eyes were fluttering backward, and her chest heaved."
"Oh God. Oh yes, boys. Make mommy come. YES! YES! HOLY FUCK YES!"
They both had worked together and made her come so hard that she almost immediately collapsed.
"I can't stay up much longer."
The guys detached themselves from her breasts and gently helped her lay down on her back. Alex was licking his fingers.
"Don't be greedy. Share."
"Okay." Alex thought it was a weird request that Dean wanted to suck on his fingers, but Alex didn't mind.
He put his fingers in Dean's mouth first, dragging one across his bottom lip and smearing her sweet and salty musk. Dean licked his lower lip. "Fuck that is hot," Allie said.
He licked Alex's fingers. He sucked on them. For a moment, Alex could swear that Dean was enjoying sucking on him.
Dean then continued, suckling on her breast as Dean kissed his way downward.
She was breathing hard. Her orgasm continued, and she was still in a heightened state of arousal. Alex caught sight of what he was doing.
"Are you sure you don't want me to do that? You know, considering?" His voice trailed off.
Dean stopped kissing her for a moment and looked up at him.
"No, this doesn't bother me at all. This wouldn't be the first time I licked someone else's cum out of a pussy."
"California?" Alex asked.
"California," Dean answered.
"Dude, you didn't tell me about that. You have got some X-rated stories to tell, don't you?"
"And about a dozen XXX ones. It--"
Allie chimed in on the conversation. "Hey, boys. You are more than welcome to continue this fireside chat a little later. Right now, you need to take care of mommy. Not discuss his indiscretions with L.A. whores."
She was getting upset. She had told them she wanted no details of his time there. That was the past, and there was no need to discuss it, especially when she was around. It fueled her jealous nature, which, incidentally, she never had before the incident.
"I'm sorry, my love," Dean said. "I didn't mean to upset you. You are my one and only; no one else ever did or will matter."
"Good answer. Now…"
He ran his tongue around her belly button. It tickled her. Her abs contracted. "You are so fucking beautiful, Buttercup."
She gently but firmly pushed his head down. Alex started kissing her on the neck and collarbone.
"I've loved you for years, Cara Mia. Semper Fi."
"Mi Vida, you are such a kiss-ass, but I love it."
"Baby, I will kiss your ass, lick your ass, and do anything else you want me to do to it."
He went back to playing with her nipples. "Have another drink, baby. Don't be afraid to bite a little."
Alex sucked on her, occasionally gnashing his teeth on her tit.
Dean began to tongue her. Twisting and twirling it around. He began to suckle her, clamping his mouth over her. Sucking and licking.
She looked down at Dean. "Oh my God, Cowboy. Do it, please. You know what to do to me. Alex, come here. Sit on your knees. I want to lick you."
"Oh, my fucking God."
He sat on his knees with his erection over her face. She slowly ran her tongue on the underside of his shaft. It was flat, and she put a good amount of pressure on it.
"Holy shit. Allie, you are..."
She held the head and played feverishly with the underside. He had never felt anything like it before. He thought maybe it's how a woman felt with you tongued her clit. She alternated between the underside of the head and the shaft while stroking the topside. She licked, sucked, and pulled his balls.
Dean plunged his tongue inside her. Feeling around her soft, wet walls. She withered around. She reached down and pushed Dean's face closer to her. It reminded Alex of what she had done when they were at Jakes when he was pleasuring her under the table.
Yes, Dean. Oh God, yes. You remembered exactly how I liked it. Fuck, baby.
She went back to Alex. "Oh, Allie… I'm going to come."
"Come on, my tits Mi Vida. He shot his hot cum all over her breasts."
Dean continued to eat. His face had grown slick. He was pushing so hard into her he could barely breathe.
"Fuck me with your tongue! Make me come in your mouth!" She pushed herself into his face every time his tongue would plunge into her.
"God, I love you, baby," Alex said. "The look on your face makes me want to fucking jack off on your chest again."
That's all it took to send her over the edge. She couldn't take it anymore, and her body went rigid. She pulled Alex down and kissed him deeply with her tongue, Spiderman style. She dug her nails into his back.
That's gonna leave a mark.
He pinched her nipples hard.
The sensation of having Dean down on her, licking her, and having Alex kissing her while giving her painful pleasure. It was a first-time sensation she will never forget. She let go. It was like a tidal wave. Dean pulled his face back so he could breathe. Her lower body began to shake and quiver. Alex stopped kissing her and watched her bathe in the pleasure they had given her. She was beautiful.
She screamed. It echoed through the house. She was so happy Gwen wasn't here sleeping. Her breasts were no longer stiff and swollen. She experienced the relief of the emptiness they had drained her dry in more ways than one.
"Damn, I hope we can do that again. Maybe switch places?" Alex said.
"I wouldn't fucking mind. I'm sure as shit she wouldn't mind either."
Allie looked at both of them with a satisfied, sleepy look. She felt like she had been drugged.
"That was amazing, boys. You took exceptionally diligent care of me. Are my boys happy?"
They looked at each other and nodded their heads again.
"OK," she sighed. "Well, now I need a shower."
Both guys stood up. Dean looked over at Alex. "Well? Here's my cock. Should we see who is the most impressive?"
"I'm unsure if I should say yes or stay in your lane.
She put her hands out, and Dean took one and Alex the other. They pulled her up like a small child. She slightly lifted off the ground before she landed on her feet.
"OK, Buttercup," he said.
She started to walk off towards the bathroom. He watched her hair slightly bounce, tickling her back. He walked away, exaggerating the sway in her hips. He looked behind her.
"Are you coming or not, Cowboy?" She strolled ahead of him.
"The Hera thing?" Dean asked.
"The Hera thing."
"Thank you," he mouthed.
The bathroom started to become thick with steam. Dean stripped his clothes off. He held her in his arms and kissed the top of her head.
"Are you happy, babe?" he asked.
"Are you?"
"Why are you avoiding the question, Alexsandra? I thought this is what you wanted."
"It is exactly what I wanted. When it was just an idea, what if I felt... I felt so selfish. When I was making love to Alex," she stopped.
She looked at Dean to see his reaction to hearing that sentence. His expression didn't change. He didn't wince or tense his jaw; he just kept the look of solicitude on his face.
"I grasped the severity of my idea, my request. Would you be outraged if you asked me to let you make love to another woman while I was upstairs having a sandwich?"
"Sushi," he said.
"What?"
"I had left-over sushi from lunch today."
"How can you be humorous right now?" she asked.
"Because I find this conversation absurd. Like I said to Alex, if I didn't want him in this situation, he would not be in this situation because neither would I," he said. "God, that totally came out wrong. Let me try to rephrase that," he said.
"That's just it, Farmboy. You had the ultimate demand with no room for debate."
"I was willing to die for you. I made those phone calls to hear your voice. I could never love another woman as much as I love you. You died twice, and it scared me, and it scared Alex. Alex almost died, too," he said.
"What! When did Alex almost die?"
"I could have killed him that night in the hallway, but Bruss saved his life,"
"I heard he was kicking your ass," she teased.
"You've been talking to Bug."
"OK, the day at my parents' ranch when you said yes to me, would you have wanted someone else in our relationship?"
"Of course not!" she yelped.
"Why?"
"Because I loved you. I couldn't love anyone but you--- Oh."
"Why did you fall in love with someone else?" he asked.
"You can't help who you fall in love with, no matter the situation."
"And?"
"It's not like I put an ad in the paper for just anyone," she said, mocking his earlier statement.
He kissed her. It was filled with love and passion.
"I want this. I want you. I want this for you. I would have never pledged my life to you if this wasn't the life I wanted to be in. You don't realize one important thing.
"What would that be?" she asked.
"You married me before Alex agreed to the proposal."
"So?"
"If he said no, you would still be married to me. So, I know you wanted to be with me either way."
"Oh my God. I never thought of that," she said.
"Sometimes the heart wants what the heart wants, and the head can't get a word in edgewise. Now, do you want to make love to me in this shower? Or do you want to fuck me in this shower?" he asked.
"Remember when we made love in the shower the night we were at your parents?"
"Yes."
"Remember the night we spent in the kitchen?" she asked.
"Oh, hell, Yes."
"Let's blend those two."
"As you wish," he said.
Alex could overhear them even though they were in the shower, with the water running.
"Lucky dick."