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Chapter 28.

Emily Anne lay back in the old-fas.h.i.+oned claw-foot bathtub, the scented oil she'd added to the steaming water making her feel soft, supple, and totally relaxed.

She'd awakened alone, of course, far past the time she normally would have arisen. She knew Mel and Connor had headed back to Divine and she had actually expected them to be gone all day.

The note they left was a pleasant surprise. They'd given her very specific instructions for her morning without them. She was to rest, have a nice, long soak in this very tub-and not bother putting on more than the lovely turquoise satin robe that she'd found hanging on the back of the bathroom door.

She knew where they'd gotten it, too, and guessed they must have availed themselves of Discretions' online order service.



And then, the note further instructed, she was to rest. Word had reached Kelsey-likely via Adam-of her adventure of the day before. Kelsey had left a message on their phone that Emily Anne was in no way to show her face at work for at least two days.

Personally, she didn't think she needed that much time off. Today, yes. She still felt a little tired. She'd fallen asleep on the way home from The Dancing Pony the night before, and she couldn't even remember being carried up to bed.

She awoke once in the night, a nebulous dream nipping at her consciousness. But she hadn't come all the way awake because there'd been solid male heat on either side of her and the comforting, nonverbal sounds made by men intent on soothing their woman. She'd drifted back to sleep, the nightmare defeated before it could even fully embrace her.

I am so lucky.

Thoughts of her men, and what she would share with them when they returned from Divine, spurred her to finish her bath. She emerged from the tub, feeling soft and s.e.xy. She took her time drying, enjoying the sensation of the lush towel brus.h.i.+ng her skin. Then she slipped into the robe. The satin felt like sin and the color, her favorite, made her feel as if she'd been wrapped in luxury.

She'd slept well all night long, and really shouldn't need any more rest. She considered going downstairs to have another cup of coffee, or to find a magazine to bring back upstairs and read while she waited for Mel and Connor to come home.

Instead, she put fresh sheets on the bed and then stretched out on top of it. They told her to rest, and even though she was certain she wouldn't sleep, she did as they'd asked.

And awoke sometime later to the sensation of the bed dipping on both sides of her.

"Hey, sleepy head." Connor's husky voice on her right told her he was h.o.r.n.y. She nearly snickered. Connor Talbot was almost always h.o.r.n.y.

"Mmm." She opened her eyes when she felt the belt of her robe being untied. The sensation of Mel kissing her left cheek and nuzzling her ear drew a moan from her soul.

"You're overdressed for this party, precious."

"Am I?" It was at that moment she realized that both of her lovers were already completely naked.

"Indeed you are," Connor confirmed. "This is our marriage bed. Nudity is a requirement."

"I think I like this new rule."

"We figured it out," Mel said. He turned onto his right side and supported his head on his hand.

"We've done a lot of thinking, and then we talked about it, and came to the same conclusion," Connor said. He eased onto his left side and copied his partner's pose.

"It's intent, and purpose. Our intent is to love you to distraction and our purpose is to put you in the center, make you our focus," Mel said.

"It's funny how everything can crystallize in a heartbeat." Connor's expression turned serious. "We'd spoken to some of the older men here in l.u.s.ty, and had nearly gotten to where we needed to be, mentally. And then yesterday happened. We both did a lot of soul searching yesterday, angel eyes, when we didn't know what was going on with you. You were in danger, and the sudden possibility, however remote, that you could be seriously hurt or killed..." His words trailed off, and Emily Anne knew it was because he was too emotional to finish the thought.

"That brought everything home for us both," Mel continued. "We knew that our main focus should be on you, and the relations.h.i.+p with you we were each building. But when we were sharing those moments of uncertainty, we understood there was and should be a special relations.h.i.+p between the two of us, as well."

"We're going to be like one husband in two parts. We'll share the role of husband and, hopefully, father. We'll work together to solve the challenges that come our way, and we'll sure as h.e.l.l work together to take care of you, and care for you."

"And the other?" Emily Anne was very aware that there was an aspect to the menage relations.h.i.+p that would naturally be a challenge for them both. There would be moments, during lovemaking, when they might accidentally touch each other, when they would feel each other inside her body. For two strong heteros.e.xual men with no history of sharing a woman, that could be a deal breaker. She'd been terrified it would be one, for them.

Emily Anne knew deep down inside that her heart and her mind and her body and her soul needed both of these men. One husband in two parts? That pretty much summed up how she already thought of them.

They proved they knew her and her thoughts, then and there, by their next words.

"When we're together, making love, no matter where we are, it's a sacred thing. We're not about s.e.x. We're about the purest form of love imaginable. This bed, this room-wherever we are will be sacred ground." Mel placed his left hand on her stomach.

"And whatever we do, ultimately, will be our expression of our love for you. And no part of our loving you can be anything but wonderful, and honorable, and good." Connor placed his right hand there, too, and she couldn't help but notice their hands overlapped slightly.

"I love you both so much. I think this gift you have just given me is the greatest gift any woman could receive, ever."

"You're the one bestowing the gift," Connor said. "I never could have believed that I'd find an angel like you to love me." He leaned over her and kissed her lips lightly.

"I've waited all my life for you, Emily Anne Bancroft. I don't need to win the lottery. I have you." Mel leaned over her and kissed her almost exactly as Connor had done.

"Then have me. Take me. Both of you. I need to feel you both inside me at the same time. I need us to be one."

Above her, the two men she loved beyond all reason, the two men who completed her, met each other's gaze for just a moment.

And then they moved.

Together, they got to their knees and reached for her. Lifting her, they swept the robe off, tossing it to the floor.

With hands and mouths, they ignited her pa.s.sion. They discarded civilization as fluidly as they discarded her robe. Words had no place here. Here, the language spoken was simple, sweet and pure-and that language was love.

Her men achieved sublime eloquence in their expression of that language. Emily Anne gave herself over to them, meeting their lips with her own, returning loving caress with loving caress. Each of her hands proved greedy in claiming her mates. She fisted their c.o.c.ks, completely amazed they each had already donned a condom. The significance of that, of their sharing that intimacy before they'd even awakened her, humbled her. Not only words. No, her men would give her not only their words, but their deeds, as well.

Kisses long and sultry interspersed with kisses short and hot. Pa.s.sion bloomed, unfolding like the most rapturous rose. She bowed off the bed as lips suckled her nipples and fingers delved between her dewy folds.

Their fingers moved inside her, f.u.c.king her, sending her arousal out of control. Mel slid down her body and replaced his finger with his mouth. Emily Anne cried out as she went over the precipice, as her o.r.g.a.s.m cascaded through her.

"More." Not a plea but a demand, and one her lovers obeyed instantly. Mel kissed his way up her body. He reached for her, and she felt Connor's hands on her as well, turning her, lifting her.

She straddled Mel, reached down and placed his magnificent c.o.c.k right where she needed it. Sinking onto him Emily Anne groaned, totally enraptured with the sensation of his girth going deep into her c.u.n.t.

The feeling of having him inside her s.h.i.+vered through her, feminine pride and arousal braided together as a single new sensation, one that burned rich and hot and full inside her.

She was woman, beautiful, confident, s.e.xy, loving her men, capable of giving them pleasure and satisfying them both.

Mel threaded his fingers through her hair and brought her closer. His lips fastened on hers, his tongue thrusting into her mouth in the same cadence that his c.o.c.k thrust in her c.u.n.t.

She broke their kiss, sitting up, her smile wide as euphoria swept her. That emotion spread to every part of her being. Never again would she doubt herself or her worthiness.

Never again.

Connor stroked her back, and when he pressed, she understood his unspoken command, and laid her head on Mel's chest. Mel wrapped his arms around her, a sweet, short embrace. Then his hands caressed her, hair to a.s.s.

His hands grasped her a.s.s cheeks and gently pulled them apart, and then she felt Connor's slick fingers there, the lube thick and cool as he prepared her for his c.o.c.k.

Connor moved closer, and she made a sound of delight in her throat as he pressed two fingers into her. She didn't understand why the burn and the sting of that fed her arousal. She was just grateful that it did. She pressed back against his fingers, and then moved forward, pressing down on Mel's c.o.c.k.

"Easy, now."

Two words, whispered, filled her heart. This man-these men-would always be careful of her, respect her and protect her. As Connor moved closer still, as she felt the heat of his latex-covered c.o.c.khead replace his fingers at her a.n.u.s, she gave herself to them both with no reservations whatsoever.

Connor pressed, and she felt her rosette slowly open, felt his c.o.c.k breech her sphincter and then slide ever so silkily into her to the hilt.

Full, stretched, the sensations made her gasp and moan and s.h.i.+ver in pleasure. Breathing deeply, she was grateful that Connor and Mel both held still within her, giving her a few moments to adjust. Then they each flexed, a very intimate kind of greeting, she thought. She could do nothing but return the salutation, contracting her pelvic floor muscles. Both of her lovers-both of her husbands-made inarticulate sounds that told her they both felt, and enjoyed, that.

Emily Anne found she needed the words after all. "Oh, G.o.d, yes. Yes. We are one, can you feel it? Please, oh please, my loves, celebrate with me. Please, f.u.c.k me."

Connor closed his eyes as he sank, b.a.l.l.s deep, into Emily Anne's a.s.s. He'd never experienced anything so lush, so completely sensuous as this. It was all he could do not to thrust blindly and grab for his own completion.

The concept of this moment being sacred echoed through him, underscored by the words Emily Anne had just said. They were one, one unit, one family-one flesh, and by G.o.d, one heart. How could he not have understood that before? How could he have let thoughts that didn't matter one good d.a.m.n get in the way before?

Her demand to them, to f.u.c.k her, still rang in his ears and oh, how easy it would be to lunge and give her what she said she wanted.

But he wasn't the only one inside his woman. He had to check with her other husband.

"Mel?"

"f.u.c.king A, man."

Connor's strangled laughter must have reminded Mel that wasn't what he was asking.

"Okay, sorry. But nothing has ever felt this fantastic."

"Yeah, I know."

He felt Mel struggle and understood he was trying to rein himself in, just as Connor was.

"Precious?" Mel stroked Emily Anne's hair and she looked at him. When Connor knew his partner-his brother-could see her face, he began to move in her. Measured and slow, he eased almost all the way out, then back in again. Once, twice, three times.

"More." Her voice sounded sultry enough to make him come all by itself. "More, more more!"

"You are so getting spanked." Connor's words came out with bitten-off laughter. "Angel eyes, you keep pus.h.i.+ng our limits."

"Mmm, spanking. Yessssss."

Good G.o.d Almighty, what's a man to do with a woman like this?

"I'm not hurting you?"

"Never. Please. I need..."

"We know what you need, woman." Mel sounded like he was near the end of his rope, too. "Okay." Mel met his gaze and accompanied that one word with a slight nod.

"Hang on, Emily Anne." Connor grasped her luscious a.s.s cheeks in a firm grip. He thrust in, and felt Mel's counter movement, easing out. Then he pulled back, as Mel surged home again.

"Oh! Oh, yes, I..."

It pleased Connor to no end that they could render her speechless. He moved, timing his thrusts with his brother's. They f.u.c.ked their woman together, each of them filling her in turn, but loving her as one.

Faster, deeper, Connor knew he was as close to losing control as he'd ever been. He felt his woman's s.h.i.+ver, heard the way Mel's breathing hitched and knew they were both on the edge. Sliding one hand around Emily Anne's waist, her caressed her stomach, then eased his fingers down until he found her c.l.i.t.

It's hard and tight and waiting for me. He brushed it with his fingers, focusing only on his woman and no one else, giving her a little more stimulation to push her over the edge.

"Come for us, precious. Come for us and we'll come for you."

"Oh, G.o.d! Yes! Yes!"

Connor felt her convulsions, heard Mel's strangled shout, and lost all control. He thrust hard and fast and deep, awed when he felt her moving with him. His release gathered and grew, and exploded out of him in one long, strong and steady rush. Spasms wracked him as this o.r.g.a.s.m, this unbelievable ecstasy, took him apart and put him back together in a moment so profound, so earth shattering, there really was only one word to describe it, only one word that fit.

Sacred.

"Hold still, love." Connor bent over her and kissed her shoulder. She s.h.i.+vered as he eased his c.o.c.k out of her a.s.s. Her ears rang from her own scream as the climax had become so huge, she wondered if she would survive it. Beneath her, Mel's heartbeat slowly penetrated her consciousness. She smiled. With her ear pressed against his chest, his heartbeat sounded like a horse galloping full out.

"Our woman is wearing a Ches.h.i.+re cat grin if ever I've seen one." Connor's voice announced his return.

She closed her eyes as he tended to her, cleaning the lube from her. She giggled when he planted a wet, noisy kiss on her b.u.t.t. "Why wouldn't I smile? I am a very happy woman."

"We can certainly see that."

The sound of his bare feet padding on the tile floor told her he was returning the linens he'd just used to the bathroom. Connor Talbot was easily the neatest man she'd ever met.

Moments later the bed dipped. He reached down and lifted her off Mel. That man sighed, stretched up and placed a kiss on her lips, then headed to the bathroom to take care of his condom.

When he returned and got into bed on her left side, when he snuggled close so that she was completely surrounded by her men, Emily Anne sighed in pleasure.

She loved every part of being a woman in love, and loved by, two men.

"That sounded very contented," Mel said. He leaned in and kissed her, an openmouthed, full-tongued kind of kiss that heated her blood and curled her toes.

Of course as soon as he released her lips she leaned back. There's something about the flavor of the two of them mixed together on my tongue that just does it for me.

She settled down between them and sighed again. She was contented. So contented, and so happy, she decided it was time to let them in on something she'd held back.

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