Love Slave for Two: Family Matters (2 page)

“All right.” He kissed her and went to do it.

Nevvie took the baby to the nursery and put him down for his nap. Thomas caught up with her there, wrapping his arms around her from behind as she stood next to the crib.

“If it doesn’t bother me, sugar, it shouldn’t bother you.”

Nevvie leaned against him. “It bothers me, Tommy. You’re both his fathers. It’s not fair. I love both of you, you both love me, and it’s not fair.”

He turned her to face him, kissing her. “Ty and I have dealt with this for, what, over sixteen years now. Give it some time, you’ll get used to it, baby girl. It didn’t bother you so much before.”

“It was just the three of us before.”

He guided her out the door, softly closing it behind them. “You’re our wife. He’s our son. What the rest of the world thinks doesn’t matter. It’s just a piece of paper. We’re a family, and that’s all that matters.”

* * * *

Nevvie was still in a funk that night when they went to bed. The men held her.

“Love,” Tyler softly said, “life is perfect.”

“Listen to the evil genius,” Thomas echoed. That had been Tom’s nickname for Tyler since before Nevvie ever joined their lives, a humorous endearment that fit him well. “We’ve got a great life, baby girl. We’ve got money, we’ve got a great house, and we’ve got a great family.”

“Except Emily,” Nevvie grumped. Tom’s eldest sister had been a vocal opponent to their union. When she found out her baby brother had made her an aunt she’d gone strangely silent, having no contact with Peggy or any of Tom’s other four older sisters—all of whom had either immediately welcomed Nevvie to the family or grown to like her over time.

“I don’t give a rat’s ass about Em,” Tommy said. “I keep telling you that. She’s a nutcase. She’s my sister, but she’s still a nutcase.”

Tyler pulled her snugly against him while Thomas draped his arm around them both.

“Go to sleep, love,” Tyler soothed. “You’ll feel better in the morning.”

Chapter Two

Nevvie didn’t feel better the next morning. Once the baby finished nursing, Tyler took Adam to the nursery to get him settled. Nevvie curled up against Thomas and was already drifting back to sleep in his arms. She’d gotten up several times during the night and felt exhausted.

“You worn out, baby girl?”

“Mmm hmm.”

“Why don’t you sleep in? Let Ty take care of Adam this morning.”

“Mmm hmm…” It was an easy suggestion to take. He kissed her forehead. After a few minutes she’d fallen asleep again.

He looked at the clock, ten till six, might as well get up. Thomas shut the alarm off so it wouldn’t wake Nevvie and went to make coffee without bothering to put any clothes on.

In the kitchen, Thomas jumped when he felt Tyler’s arms encircle his waist. “You startled me, sugar. I didn’t hear you.”

“Sorry, love.” He kissed Tom’s back. The other man turned, encircling his lover in his arms. “She’s totally shattered this morning, isn’t she?”

“Yep.”

“I knew I should have gotten up at three.”

Tom laughed. “Ty, she’s a mom now. There are a lot of things we can do to help, but nursing the baby isn’t one of them.”

Ty swatted Tom’s ass. “You know what I mean. At least I could have brought him in for her and then gotten him settled again.”

“Give her some time. She’s still recovering physically, too.” Tom made Tyler look at him. “Let her be a mom. Let her have this. You’re a great dad but don’t try to out-mom her, Evil Genius.”

“Out-mom her?”

“You know how you get.” He kissed Tyler, long and gentle. “Besides, if you have an overwhelming urge to take care of someone you can always take care of me.” His cock hardened against his lover’s hip. He felt Tyler stiffen in response.

“Oh, is that so, sweet?” Tyler gently ground his hips against Tom, making the other man moan.

“You know what you do to me, buddy.”

“Do we have time this morning?”

Thomas glanced at the clock. “Yeah. I don’t have a meeting until nine.”

Tyler kissed him again, passionate, eager, his tongue parting his lover’s lips and exploring.

Thomas’ hungry moans punctuated the slow rhythm of his hips rocking against Tyler. “Jesus,” he finally panted, “we’d better do something fast or you’re gonna have me coming right here.”

“Shower?”

“Mmm. What’d you have in mind?”

Tyler grinned. “Not in my mind, love.”

Thomas groaned again. He grabbed Tyler’s hand and practically dragged him back to their bedroom. “Let’s go,” he growled, his cock rigidly bobbing in the air.

They checked on Nevvie and found her still asleep. They quietly closed the bathroom door and embraced while the shower warmed.

“I want to feel that sweet cock of yours in my arse,” Tyler hoarsely whispered in Tom’s ear.

“Yeah, well I want a little bottom action myself, sugar. You’d better save me some energy.”

Tyler moaned against Tom’s neck. Tom stood five inches taller than Ty, but they fit together perfectly. “Get your arse in there so you can fuck me, love.”

Tom grabbed a bottle of lube and followed Tyler under the spray. They never realized how fortuitous it was that they’d had the shower built as large as they did until Nevvie joined their family. The three of them had spent plenty of hours in there together engaged in much more than bathing.

Tyler nipped Tom’s earlobe. “How do you want me, sweet?”

“Against the wall,” he growled, his erection almost painfully throbbing with anticipation.

Tyler’s blue eyes mirrored his own passion as he turned and faced the back wall, where he rested his palms and forehead against the cool tile.

* * * *

Nevvie registered the sound of the bathroom door shutting, then the shower starting. She cracked an eyelid and realized both men were missing from the bed. Tom’s familiar low, hungry moan instantly awakened her.

Oh, no they don’t. Not without me.

She got out of bed and slipped into the bathroom. The men were too distracted to notice her entrance. Through the opaque shower curtain she spied Tyler against the wall, Thomas slicking his shaft in preparation.

Nevvie stripped as Thomas lubed his fingers and carefully prepared Tyler, who groaned with need, starting an almost uncomfortable throbbing between her own legs. It was too soon for her to fully participate in their activities, but if one of them didn’t do something for her soon she would explode. It’d been over a month for her and she was climbing the walls. Watching her men preparing to fuck only intensified her aching need.

Before she met them she never thought she’d be turned on by the sight of two guys doing it, but these were
her
men. They loved her and each other. Watching and listening to their passion was sexier than anything she could have ever imagined.

“Oh, yeah!” Tyler grunted, feeling Tom’s fingers in him.

“You okay, sugar?” Tom asked.

Tyler nodded. “Damn, that feels good,” he gasped.

“It’s going to feel a lot better here in just a second.”

Nevvie struggled not to laugh. It sure would! They still hadn’t noticed her.

Tom withdrew his fingers and replaced them with his cock. “Ready?”

“Do it,” Tyler begged. “Fuck me, love. Fuck that sweet cock into my arse.”

Nevvie’s knees weakened at his passionate growl. She reached out to the wall for support. Dammit, they were
hot!

And they were
all
hers.

Tom gripped Tyler’s hips and slid his cock into his lover. Both men groaned. Tom paused, waiting until Tyler ground his hips against him in encouragement to continue. When he was fully seated inside the other man, Tom covered Tyler’s hands with his, their fingers laced, and stretched his body against his lover.

“How’s that feel,” Thomas gasped against Tyler’s neck.

“Fuck me, love.”

“I’m gonna fuck you real good, sugar.”

She watched Tom’s hips as he slowly, gently thrust into Tyler. She put a hand to her mouth to muffle her own passionate moan. He was always very gentle with Tyler, not wanting to hurt him, which was just one of the things she desperately loved about him.

Moving slowly, Nevvie slipped into the other end of the shower. Tom’s ass tensed and flexed as he carefully stroked into Tyler. Both men’s eyes were closed. They took their time, enjoying the sensations. She picked up the bottle of lube, generously slicked two of her fingers, and stepped behind Tom.

He yelled and jumped, startled, then laughed when he felt Nevvie’s fingers press against his rim.

Tyler jumped in response to Tom’s reaction. “What?”

Tom laughed. “Our girl snuck up on us—oh!”

Tyler tried to turn his head but he was still pinned to the wall by Thomas’ hands and the larger man’s body. “What?”

“She’s having a little fun back there.”

Nevvie pressed her body against the men and reached around with her other hand, found Tyler’s stiff shaft. “You didn’t think I’d let the two of you get away with having all the fun, did you?”

Thomas had stopped thrusting and gasped as Nevvie’s fingers pushed deeper into his ass. “Oh, Jesus, sugar, that’s good.”

Tyler moaned as Nevvie slowly stroked him, running her fingers over the tip of his cock to gather some of the drops already forming there and slicking him with it.

“God, I love watching you two like this.”

Tyler kissed her. “We didn’t mean to leave you out, sweetheart. We thought you were asleep.”

“I
was
asleep. If you want to invent an alarm clock that will wake me up instantly, record you two moaning.”

Thomas laughed then kissed her. “If we’d known you wanted to play we would have waited for you, sugar.”

“Yeah, well, when the two of you are done, you’d better take care of me.”

Tyler frowned. “The doctor said you shouldn’t—”

“Yeah,” she interrupted, “I know. It’s too soon for intercourse, but he didn’t say you couldn’t use your fingers on me.”

Tyler kissed her again. “Need a little release, love?”

“More than a little.” She nudged Tom’s ass. “Who said you could stop?”

He laughed and resumed his slow, gentle strokes. Soon, both men groaned with need. She wanted to time Tyler’s climax to Tom’s, if possible. She knew all Tom needed was her to hit his button and he’d explode.

“Look at me, Ty,” she softly said.

He turned his head, his eyes locking on hers as she slid her hand up and down his smooth shaft.

“I want you to come for me, baby,” she murmured.

Thomas groaned behind him. She knew he was trying to hold back.

Tyler’s gaze never wavered from hers and she increased her tempo, matching Tom’s strokes.

“Are you close?” she whispered.

Tyler nodded, beyond speech, straining to make it over, desperate for release.

Time to play a little dirty.
“Master, you need to come for your little slave—”

“Ah!” His eyes squeezed shut and she felt him throb in her hand as he exploded. She brushed a finger inside Tom against his gland and he groaned, his hips bucking against Tyler, his hands tightening around the other man’s fingers.

She pressed her body tightly against them, holding them, loving them, feeling the last vibrations of their orgasms against her skin. When they could all speak again they separated briefly to rejoin under the spray, the men holding Nevvie between them, her back against Thomas and Tyler pressed against her in front, kissing her.

“Exquisite, sweet. Simply breathtaking,” he murmured against the base of her throat.

Thomas explored her neck and shoulders with his lips. “Jesus, Nev, you’re so fucking sexy. You don’t know what you do to us.”

She closed her eyes and relaxed against him. “I have an idea.”

Thomas carefully cupped her breasts, knowing they were tender, simply holding her while Tyler’s hand drifted between her legs. “Your turn to show us what we do to you, love,” Tyler murmured. His fingers gently parted her as his fingers circled her clit, hitting the spot he knew would make her moan.

She threw her head back against Thomas’ sturdy shoulder while he slid one arm lower, around her waist, holding her up. “Come for us, baby girl,” he softly encouraged. “We want to hear you moan for us.”

Tyler’s skilled and knowing fingers rolled her clit. She exploded, her knees unhinging as her climax hit. Thomas supported her until she could stand again. When Tyler knew she’d finished he withdrew his hand, stood, and kissed her.

“How was that, love?”

She nodded, her eyes still closed.

“I think we wore her out, Ty,” Thomas chuckled.

She smiled. “Not totally. You just wait. A few more weeks, I’ll be giving you guys a run for your money.”

One of her greatest fears during her pregnancy was that the baby’s birth would fundamentally alter their well-balanced triad in a bad way. So far, those fears proved unfounded. If anything the men had been even more attentive than usual. More importantly, they were both great dads. Tyler had easily settled into caretaker mode, and Thomas, while at first a little nervous holding their son, didn’t hesitate to change diapers or get up to bring the baby in to Nevvie for late night feedings.

Nevvie turned and hugged Thomas. She felt Tyler press against her back, his arms encircling them both. Her boys, her husbands. And in play, her masters.

“You were right. Life is perfect,” she whispered against Tom’s chest.

Tyler kissed the back of her neck. “Yes, sweet, it certainly seems that way, doesn’t it?”

Thomas nuzzled the top of her head. “I love you two so much.”

They stood under the spray for a few minutes longer before finally taking their shower.

Chapter Three

By the time Adam turned six weeks old, Nevvie was in agony when nursing. Despite repeated trips to the doctor, nothing she tried helped. Tyler drove her to her doctor once again, who told her she should probably switch to bottle feeding.

She burst into tears. “That makes me a horrible mother!”

He shook his head. “No, Nevaeh, it doesn’t. It makes you just one of many women who’ve had the same issues you’ve had.”