Daye, Rainey - An Unconventional Love (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) (30 page)

“Will it happen again?” she asked softly.

“Only if you want it to,” he answered just as softly.

“Do
you
want it to?” she asked, and Alex could only incline his head in acknowledgment.

Maggie stood up then and gathered up the ears of corn before picking up her glass of tea. “I better get these into the sink,” she said and walked back into the kitchen.

Jess had the steaks ready on a platter and was washing three potatoes in the sink. “Alex said to cover these in water,” she said as she set the bag of corn on the counter next to him.

“I’ll take care of it,” Jess said while Maggie took a step back. She turned to walk away and then paused before she turned back around to face him.

“Why did you do it?”

“Do what, Mags?” Jess asked as he placed a stopper in the other part of the sink and ran water in it.

“What happened in the hot tub.”

“Shit,” Jess breathed as he turned off the water and turned to face her. “I knew you were going to be pissed. I’m sorry, Maggie. I truly am. We got carried away with you again.”

“Did you plan it?” She wanted to know.

Jess sighed. “No, Maggie,” he said earnestly. “We neither planned for it nor discussed it beforehand. We simply saw you from our bedroom window when we got home and felt compelled to join you by the pool. And when we saw that you were hurting, that your thigh muscles were causing you pain, we felt it necessary to try to ease your discomfort by putting you in the hot tub. And then we both lost control of our good intentions and wound up seducing you.”

“Your good intentions?” she asked disbelievingly. “You brought wine and condoms out to the hot tub. How can you call that ‘good intentions’?”

“Because Alex and I always have red wine whenever we soak in the hot tub. This time I simply brought out a third glass for you, too. And the condoms were for us. Alex and I had worked ourselves up earlier, and I figured that we would probably wind up making love in the hot tub after you went back inside.”

“Oh,” Maggie said in a small voice.

“Honestly, though, I can’t bring myself to be sorry that it happened, Maggie. It was frankly fantastic and blew my mind. But I am sorry if it was too soon for you,” Jess said sincerely. “We did seduce you. We seduced you into having group sex with us even after we had told each other that we would proceed at your own pace and would respect your wishes if you never wanted to be with us that way. You have every right to be angry with us.”

“I’m not sure if I’m angry,” Maggie confessed. “But I’m certainly confused right now.” She then left the kitchen with her iced tea in hand.

* * * *

Thirty minutes later, Maggie came back out onto the kitchen patio carrying three place settings. She set out the plates and utensils on the patio table without a word to either of the two men, who were hovering over the grill, and then went back inside. She returned shortly with a full pitcher of iced tea, which she placed on the center of the table along with her own glass of tea. She took another sip of it and then looked at the men to see if Jess had his own glass or if she needed to return inside for one. Seeing that he did, she placed her glass next to her plate and walked over to them.

“Dinner smells great,” she commented.

“Should be ready in another few minutes,” Alex replied easily as he flipped the steaks again.

Maggie noticed the corn laid out along the edges of the grill and cocked a brow. “I didn’t know you could grill corn.”

“You can grill just about anything,” Alex told her without a hint of condescension in his voice. “That’s why I had you leave the leaves on the corn. It protects it while it’s on the grill and even helps to seal in the flavor. I think you are going to find that corn on the cob tastes better this way compared to being boiled on the stove. We grill corn all the time when it’s warm.”

“I better go nuke the potatoes,” Jess said. Appearing nonchalant, he leaned over and kissed Maggie’s cheek before he gathered up his glass of tea from the ledge, where it had been resting next to Alex’s, and went back inside.

Alex used the tongs to turn the corn while Maggie stood silently beside him. “Something on your mind?” Alex asked without looking up.

“Something is always on my mind,” Maggie muttered under her breath.

Alex looked at her then with an arched brow and waited patiently.

“All right. What’s the sleeping arrangement, now?” Maggie wanted to know.

“The sleeping arrangement? Why would we need to discuss the sleeping arrangement?”

“Because we had group sex. Even though Jess tried to reassure me and said that neither of you would ever try to trick me into doing that again, he also said that it had been mind-blowing for him. And knowing the two of you like I do, anything you find mind-blowing, you’re going to want to do again and again.”

“Yeah, you’re right. It was mind-blowing, and I would love to do it again. And I would love to have a true three-way with you in the future.”

“What does that mean? ‘A true three-way’? There were three of us, and we had sex together. Isn’t that the definition of a three-way?”

“Yeah, but Jess and I only had sex with
you
. We didn’t have sex with each other. A true three-way would have one of us banging you while the other was banging the banger,” Alex said in that blunt way of his.

Maggie blushed as she pictured what he was describing, and she felt her cheeks flame. Worse, she was titillated at the thought. What would it be like to have the “banger” being “banged” at the same time?

“Is that a fantasy of yours?” he couldn’t help but ask.

“Yeah, it is,” Alex admitted. “I can’t imagine what it would feel like to have your cock buried in a woman’s pussy while being filled up with a cock yourself.” He actually gave a little shiver at that thought. “Though now the only pussy I want to be buried in is yours,” he confessed.

Maggie stood there thoughtfully while she contemplated it, pleased by his confession. She realized that the hot tub incident had been all about her pleasure once again. And it had been pleasurable indeed. She had been fully sated. She had not had time to experience the brief mourning period that she always felt when a man came and she realized that his cock wouldn’t be inside her much longer. Instead, one had been immediately replaced with another, ensuring continual pleasure on her part.

Maggie looked at Alex then as she realized that although both of her boyfriends were intense and went after what they craved with no hesitation on their parts, it all boiled down to her. Her pleasure, her satisfaction, what she wanted, whether she was able to admit it to herself or not. And she recalled their words from earlier by the pool. They loved her. It wasn’t just lust on their part. They could just as easily find some anonymous woman who would be quite willing to participate in a threesome with them. And the woman probably wouldn’t even raise an eyebrow if they did each other while doing her. Not with the skill that they obviously possessed when it came to delivering pleasure to their sexual partner and their drop-dead-gorgeous good looks. A woman would be willing to do just about anything to see those two naked.

No, they didn’t want an orgy with just anyone. They only wanted to experience this with her. She was special to them. Sharing themselves with her was special to them. And being able to be themselves around her was the greatest gift she could give them. Was she really so self-centered that she would deny them this?

“So, about our sleeping arrangement,” Maggie said again.

“We told you before, you can continue sleeping alone if you want, or you can ask either of us to join you in your room if you’d rather. We promised each other that we wouldn’t get mad or jealous because we know you’ll be fair about making sure that we both get to spend equal time in your bed.”

“And if I decide that I want to sleep in your bed? With the two of you together?
Sleep,
that is, like we were doing last month. Does it always have to be about sex whenever any of us share a bed in the future? Can’t it just be about comfort or cuddling, either two of us in my bed or all of us in yours?”

“Jess and I don’t have sex every night,” Alex said. “We don’t feel the need to be at all sexual or romantic when we go to bed. Hell, we don’t even always share a good-night kiss.
But
we’ve been sharing a bed ever since we moved in together. That was almost three years ago, now. When we first moved in, it was all about sex, all the time. We indulged ourselves whenever and wherever we could.”

“Because you were in that first-bloom stage, the lust stage of your relationship.”

“Exactly. It mellows out after a while, though, although I can’t even predict when it will begin to mellow out with you.”

“Why not?” Maggie wanted to know.

“Because you could be two rolled into one. Sex alone with you and sex in a group with you, if you’re still willing. We just might start to get sated over having a one-on-one with you but still be caught up in the pleasure that a three-way brings.”

“Oh, so what you are trying to say is that if I don’t want to be pawed and groped and pounced upon, then I shouldn’t pretend to have any more nightmares and ask if I can sleep in your bed.”

“Wait a minute!
Pretend
to have nightmares?”

“Oops, busted,” Maggie muttered as she ducked her head so that her hair could fall forward and conceal her furious blush.

Alex grasped her chin and tilted her head up to him so he could place a light kiss on her lips. “You are absolutely adorable. God, no wonder I love you so damn much. We were trying to find ways to entice you into our bed at the same time that you were trying to come up with reasons to climb into bed with us.”

“Yeah, it seems we were all working at cross purposes toward the same goal all along,” Maggie sighed.

“I really enjoyed sharing a bed with you. Even though it was just to sleep. I’ve never actually spent the entire night in bed with a woman before. It was a pleasant experience finding you there next to me in the morning,” he said thoughtfully.

“I enjoyed it, too,” she revealed. “It was comforting to fall asleep between the two of you. To roll over and feel a pair of arms tighten around me. I don’t want to give up the
comfort
, if that makes any sense.”

“Yeah, it does,” he breathed. “Let me think about it, okay? See if I can manage to talk my cock into being leashed.”

Maggie had to laugh at that. “Would it help your cock to behave if I wore a slinky gown or climbed into bed with you naked when I was in the mood to get down and dirty but wore a sleep shirt or a pair of flannel pajamas when I just wanted to be held?”

“You’re sexy in whatever you wear to bed, so you’d get a rise out of me no matter what.
However
,” he continued at the disappointed look on her face when he revealed his perpetual state of horniness, “what you wore to bed with us would definitely help signal your intentions that night, and we would know going in whether we would have to behave or not.”

Maggie nodded thoughtfully at those words, feeling her mood lighten. She might just be able to enjoy both aspects of a relationship with them, after all. Both the sex and the comfort.

“Food’s almost ready.” Alex broke into her thoughts, wisely changing the subject. “Can you go in and get the condiments?”

“What do you need?” Maggie asked as she started to move toward the French doors.

“The usual. Butter, sour cream, steak sauce, salt, pepper. Anything else you might want to put on your food.”

Maggie went inside to gather the items. Jess was just donning a pair of oven mitts before pulling the hot bowl of potatoes out of the microwave. She was careful not to get in his way so that he wouldn’t spill the hot water that filled the bowl halfway. To her great delight, she had found that she could actually nuke a baked potato after Jess had shown her how. Usually making baked potatoes was her contribution to the meal, but Jess had done so without a word today, which just went to show her that he was attuned to the turmoil of her thoughts following the hot tub incident.