23. Norm

23

NORM

I watch Lucky chuckle to himself as he leads Pete and Mark downstairs, conveniently leaving me with an incredibly angry Leonor Allan.

It’s not the first time they’ve done it and I know it won’t be the last, but all three of them are tougher than me so why they seem to think I’m the right choice for this is a mystery. Regardless of the six inch height advantage I have over her, our girl could snap me in half with the right amount of rage.

“That asshole has some fucking nerve,” Leo growls as she shoves her hands on her hips and starts to pace. “Fuck that guy.”

I walk over to the much larger dresser I bought for us, the one that has enough room for most of our combined clothes because the piles were starting to get to Lucky, hop up on it and crack open a beer.

“Yeah, fuck that guy,” I say before I take a drink, arching a brow as Leo stops mid-step to scowl at me. “What guy?”

“Collinsworth,” she grumbles. “He wants me to go out to his house and appraise some new art he acquired over the weekend but I told him I didn’t do that sort of thing when he asked me out.”

The words are barely out of her mouth when I start choking on my beer, coughing into the neck while my eyes water. “When he… he what?”

For all the extra attention he’s been paying her, I didn’t think that guy had the balls to actually make a move on Leo. Not when the four of us have been at that damn mansion as much as we have been lately. He’s real stupid if he didn’t think at least one of us was in a relationship with her. And it really sucks for him that it’s basically all of us.

“Oops,” Leo says, her cheeks going a little pink as she starts chewing her lip. “I guess I forgot to tell you guys about that.”

“No shit. When did this happen?”

“Uhm… I don’t remember when exactly, just that it was before I knew Lucky and Pete were together. He called while I was already in a mood so when he asked me to dinner it didn’t stay the focus because I was annoyed.”

With my own annoyed grunt, I set my beer down and cross my arms against my chest. “Some fucking nerve on that guy. He didn’t even like you the first time you met and he’s been a dickhead to you off and on since.”

“Yeah, and I figured it was enough when I told him I was in a serious relationship.”

“Guess not.” I don’t know why it’s getting to me so much. Leo is beautiful and she’s always gotten a lot of attention because of it but I guess being in a relationship with her changes things for me. Which is really ass backwards because Leonor is mine, and she’s Pete and Lucky’s too, so that should make me less stabby toward outside interest.

It doesn’t, but in theory it should.

And it’s that feeling that has me trying to be a little more grown up about this entire thing. “Maybe he was trying to change your mind. You know, show you he’s not some asshole who only wants one thing from you. He could even be trying to help you out with your next job since you don’t really have shit lined up after the restorations are done.”

“Who the fuck’s side are you on?” Leo snaps, and I hold up my hands in surrender.

“Yours. Always yours, sweets. But let’s face it, Leonor, unless you’re going to start playing with us again you have to start planning for the future a little. I know how much this place costs, how much you spend on your meds. The money from the band will definitely last a long while but not forever.” We’re fucking amazing but even that won’t keep us all comfortable for a lifetime with only two albums out.

Which our girl knows despite glaring at me hard enough to set my hair on fire.

“Fuck you, Norman. I may be a lot of things but stupid with money isn’t one of them. I don’t need to work.” She starts pacing again then starts aggressively taking her socks off. “This place is paid off, I have a few million in four separate bank accounts that require a thumbprint to access. I don’t use any form of check or plastic, and I have close to another five hundred thousand hidden all over this place. If I stay smart I won’t ever need to fucking work.”

I’m pretty sure my eyebrows just flew off my face. They went so high, so fast over that little nugget she shared that any other outcome isn’t possible.

We made a lot of fucking money when we signed to Vintage; the tours, the merch, two platinum albums. I mean, it was definitely a lot of money but it was also put into the hands of five early twenty-somethings, and we went a little nuts in the beginning.

Drugs and booze, more instruments, cars and clothes, you name it, we bought it. We also made sure to take care of those who supported us, the people who were in our corner from the beginning.

I bought a new house for my parents. Mark paid off the mortgage on Nanny’s house then paid for her to go into the most expensive nursing facility in Louisiana. Pete funded both of his sister’s college educations and got them new cars. Lucky was probably the smartest with his cash, even back then, but he did pay for a traditional NOLA funeral for his dad complete with band and parade. Plus he dumped a ton into making sure his pop had one of the nicest tombs in St. Louis No. Three. And I know for a fact Leonor went full throttle for Justine and Pierre; new cars, house, paid off loans, everything she could think of just so they were taken care of.

Even though we still get checks from Vintage Records, and money from streaming, album and merch sales, none of us are set like Leo apparently is. I mean, we’re set for a long time, we all grew up after a few years and started making smart plays with our finances. I even have someone who manages a stock portfolio for me and shit but I’m not quite on her level. I’m shocked that Leo not only hasn’t depleted what I know was in her bank account three years ago—we all knew what Leo had because she was awful about passwords so she gave us access—but she’s managed to almost double it somehow.

I frown at her while she paces and talks, the woman I’m completely gone for ranting about Collinsworth when things slowly start to click into place.

Four bank accounts, four of us. About a half million dollars left in the loft to be found by whoever had to clean it out when she… if something happened to Leo, which would have been Justine and Pierre. Even when we got here, practically every earthly possession she owned was either shrouded in a dust cloth or meticulously packed away and in storage at Justine’s house, and there was a complete inventory outlined in one of her journals with initials next to each item.

Our initials, even JPD for Justine and Pierre Doquin. I didn’t think anything of those letters at the time but now it all makes perfect sense.

Leo not only planned to end things permanently, she had every detail of what would be left behind mapped out for the rest of us, too.

I look at her and can’t decide if I should be moved by that, or fucking pissed that she literally had an escape plan. One she nearly executed at least twice.

“What?” Leo stops mid step and meets my eyes. “You don’t go down a rabbit hole like I did and not have a plan.” Then she shrugs like this is no big deal. “Perks of a paranoid psychosis with a splash of suicidal tendency. I only started working again to appease Justine, I would have been happy to sit here and rot.”

Today is just full of revelations.

It’s probably for the best that I’m the one sitting here having them because Lucky or Pete would be way angrier than I am, and since Mark has been losing his shit lately, I doubt this situation would have played out any differently for him. While I’m definitely pissed that our girl had zero intention of living past a certain point, I relate to it, and if anything it just hurts me. For both of us.

“You weren’t ever going to come back to the band, were you?”

“No,” Leo says with a sigh, those cobalt blues connecting with my blank stare. “I didn’t plan on it, not really, but obviously things changed.”

Despite how fucked up it is, especially after realizing my fucking girlfriend who I’m ridiculously in love with had planned to kill herself for years and leave all of her shit to the only family she had, that last comment makes my heart swell a bit. Leo’s plans did change, and she’s gradually been talking more and more about the band in a present and future tense. She’s been talking about our future like we finally have one.

Still stings, though.

“Norm?” Leo searches my face before giving me a soft smile. “Oh, my sweet boy.”

I huff as she walks over, lowering my eyes briefly before I feel her fingers on my cheeks. “It’s hard to hear, that’s all.”

She turns me toward her, still sporting that smile as she steps between my knees. “I know, but I’m just being honest with you. I had a lot of plans that changed since the four of you came back to me.”

“Since you allowed the four of us to come back to you.”

“Yeah, ok, since I did that.” Leo’s smirks as she pushes up on her bare toes and brushes her lips against mine. “I didn’t plan for that, for the band. I definitely wasn’t planning on being in love or things like this.” She kisses me sweetly, cupping my cheeks, moving her lips against mine in the softest caress before she’s pulling back slightly and smiling wickedly. “I also didn’t plan on having sex ever again but I’ve been happily railed by the three of you consistently now, and it’s become a rather consuming thought as of late.”

Grabbing the belt loops of her jeans, I tug Leo toward me and smile when she giggles. “We will definitely be revisiting that comment as well as the rest of this conversation, but I’m more interested in this shit with Collinsworth at the moment. If you were so clear on where you stood about the art and being uninterested in him, why is he still calling you?”

“Cause I’m that fucking good.”

“There’s my cocky little shithead.”

Leo grins in my face. “You know I’m right and so does Justine, which is probably why she encouraged him to call about his paintings. I doubt she knows he asked me out but she’ll push for me to keep busy, even if it means taking on a project for that asshole.”

“So, maybe you should tell her? That way she stops trying to push you two into some weird professional thing none of us wants.”

“I know.” She sighs and drops her forehead to my chest. “I need to make sure Justine knows what’s going on. I need to explain that things are different now. She doesn’t have to push anymore, no one does, and as soon as I’m ready, I’m going to do what I’ve always done.”

“Which is make beautiful fucking music.”

“I miss it.”

“It misses you,” I say with a smile, one that grows as Leo giggles again and lifts her head to look me in the eye.

“I miss the music almost as much as I missed you. Corny or not, it’s my destiny; the four of you, what we are capable of doing together. That’s how things are supposed to be, and I’m not supposed to do anything else.”

Halle-fucking-lujah.

Wrapping my arms around my girl, I bury my face in her neck and breathe deeply. I’m so goddamn relieved to hear her say these words. Having Leo back, making sure she’s healthy, that’s the number one priority but getting her to play with us again is something we’ve wanted for so long it was starting to feel like an impossibility. Knowing it’s not? That Leonor is open to the idea and ready to say the words out loud? I’m not sure there’s an emotion to accurately describe how I feel.

But this is Leo we’re dealing with, so acting completely crazy and over the top the way I want isn’t an option. Not if I don’t want to spook her.

Which is exactly why I switch gears instead.

“So how are you going to handle the douche at the mansion moving forward?”

“I plan on telling him he can take his personal projects and shove them up his stupid ass.” Leo plants a hard kiss on my neck then pushes off my hips before she starts pacing again. “He called me a fucking charity case , Norm, like the only way I’d ever be working there is if Justine took pity on me or some shit. I don’t know how he thinks anyone could get past that. Especially since he hasn’t taken the time to actually learn one damn thing about me or my life.”

“Obviously. One thing you’ve never been is a charity case, even when you were peddling on the streets of NOLA. Justine didn’t hire you until she was sure you weren’t a con artist, and she did everything by the book despite wanting to make sure you had a way to take care of yourself.” I lean back into the wall, take a swig of my beer, and shake my head. “What a bastard.”

“Right?” Leo scoffs. “I don’t know why he thought I’d be interested in anything he had to offer.”

And I’d like to clock him for it.

“For a dude who wears nothing but four articles of clothing, all in black, I think Lucky has a bigger wardrobe than all of us combined.”

Leo hums her agreement as she rolls toward the mountain of shit sitting along the entire length of the loft. “I’m surprised he didn’t stay to start putting things away.”

She definitely has a point, and if Lucky didn’t have other shit to tend to right now, he would have.

But since Leo doesn’t know that, or that the guys are out buying new security equipment for the entire building after a rather unsettling conversation with Franc, it’s my job to keep distracting her. Which is what led to overeating leftovers from last night and about a forty five minute nap in the new bed.

“You think he’d wig out if I started unpacking for him?”

“ Norman, ” Leo gasps as her head swings in my direction. “If I didn’t know how much you love him, I’d think you were being a dickhead to Lucius.”

Chuckling, I raise my hands in surrender then start crawling toward the edge of our new gigantic mattress. “Just saying. He’s got a ton of shit, sweets. It’s going to take him forever to get all of this put away exactly how he wants it.” I scrub a hand over my face as I look at mine and Pete’s shit, then glance around the room. “I’m pretty sure it’s not all going to fit, honestly.”

“I’m looking into the loft across the hall,” Leo says nonchalantly as fuck.

“You’re looking into an entire loft for Lucky’s clothes?”

“ No .” Leo rolls her eyes at me but giggles adorably before climbing off the bed and crawling toward the bathroom. “Even though I’m sure he’d love having an entire vacant loft to turn into his private walk-in.”

I watch with a furrowed brow as my girl starts feeling around the floorboards, checking periodically to see if any are loose before she finds whatever it is she’s looking for. Leo hits one board on the end with the heel of her hand, does it a second time then smiles to herself when the opposite end pops up and creates an opening.

An opening she pulls a bunch of rolled up papers out of.

Goddamn, she really does hide shit everywhere.

“We always wanted our own studio right?” Leo crawls back toward me, stopping at the end next to my knees before she starts to unroll what I now see to be blueprints.

Multiple sets, all of this building judging by first glance, and if she hadn’t led with the shit about a studio, I’d be wondering what the hell this woman was doing with them.

“The one across the hall is set up the same as my place, except flipped. If we knock down a few walls here, throw up a couple here, we could convert the living room into the studio, utilize the kitchen space for the sound room and turn the upstairs into a mega bedroom. Which makes even more sense now since we’re all living together.”

I watch as Leo spreads the first page out completely, following along the best I can as she shows me what she’s talking about.

“But this is all four apartments.” As if she doesn’t know that. But she’s only talking about the two upstairs and I guess stating the obvious was how I wanted to get clarification.

I’ve been inside this woman, I’ve had my mouth on every inch of her body, and she still makes me stupid whenever she’s around.

“Ok, try to stay with me because this is a lot.”

And it is.

Leo lays a more transparent set of blueprints over the layout of the building, explaining everything while pointing on the paper.

The loft portions of the upper apartments connect to make a giant ass bedroom, one we could comfortably fit everyone and their shit in, and it would end up with two private bathrooms. Leo’s living room and kitchen space would be converted into a guest bathroom and bedrooms while the living and kitchen spaces across the hall became our studio and mixing room. The apartment directly below our’s would become the dining room, kitchen, a family room, and god knows what else because there would be space, and the one across from it? That would probably be divided so there was an office for the studio on one side, then a living room, a damn library and whatever else Leo’s dreamed up on the other.

Because that’s exactly what this is, it’s a fucking dream.

We’ve always wanted a studio.

A studio, a record label, more ways to create music that came directly from the five of us.

This was a goal for a long fucking time but when Leonor was attacked, it became a fantasy that none of us saw becoming a reality.

Which is why it’s ridiculous that I’m even thinking like that now because none of us thought we’d be in relationships with Leo either, and that definitely happened. So why couldn’t this?

I turn my body so I can get a better view, barely listening as our girl keeps talking about the layout and changing things up a bit.

Her plan is solid.

It might need a little tweaking here and there, the upstairs lofts might serve better as part of the studio for meetings or whatever. And her bedroom placements are going to make Lucky itch so we’ll need to adjust that, but the base is there.

Fuck, I love this woman.

This is exactly why Leo has always been our unspoken leader. Her mind is like her living space; controlled fucking chaos that only makes sense to her, and this is definitely that, but the results are always so fucking worth the discord and confusion. Like finding out Leonor planned to take over this entire historic apartment building and turn it into a studio and home for all of us.

Leo is fucking perfect.

“Norm?”

I blink a few times before lifting my head, my eyes connecting with those dark as night ones that almost seem worried.

“You haven’t said anything, and I know I’ve been talking enough for both of us but I thought maybe?—“

“How long have you been planning this?”

Leo bites her lip as a blush starts to stain her cheeks. “I’ve been planning the studio conversion since I bought the apartment downstairs, so, almost five years ago?”

My eyes go wide and my jaw drops. “ Five years? ”

She nods and smiles nervously.

“I thought you said you were looking into buying now ?” Jesus how many secrets can one person still have? Pussy piercings, millions of dollars, floorboards that open to reveal remodel plans. What’s next?

“I said I was looking into how to make it work, not buying it.” Leo pulls herself up and sits on the bed before she starts picking at her nails. “I originally intended on doing this as an anniversary present. I know it’s super mushy and not like me at all, but I wanted to surprise you guys.”

Holy shit.

Leonor actually chose to show us how much she loved us. It’s not words, not silent hugs or loaded smiles. Leo bought a whole fucking apartment building to show us how much she cares. And that was well before we were all in love and having sex so it almost means more because of that.

“I don’t know, it was going to be kind of like a thank you for putting up with me for a decade. No one has ever done that before, no one except the four of you, and Justine and Pierre. I did’t have anyone before I had you, and I wanted to show you what you mean to me.”

Leo pushes her bright red waves behind her ears and drops her eyes to the papers between us, avoiding my most likely blank stare the best she can. “From the first time I met you guys that’s all I heard, how great having a studio would be, how much freedom that would give us. It made sense, and we all wanted it, so I started saving. When I had what I needed to pay off my place and buy the other two, I went for it. I wasn’t going to tell you until the after party at our tenth anniversary show but shit went south and it got scrapped.”

When I say nothing still, Leo shrugs to herself then reaches into her pocket and pulls out her lighter. I keep staring at her in stunned silence, renovation plans starting to run through my mind as she flips it open and closed, open and closed.

She really is our goddamn soulmate, our missing piece. Leonor truly is the heart of us, and this is an incredible way for her to reinforce it.

“Look, if you don’t think it’ll work I can sell. Jesse and Adam sold to me right before the show but part of the agreement was for them to stay until they found a place, and since my plan never happened they stayed so it won’t be hard to take care of that.”

She clicks her lighter, the flint sparking before it stays lit, Leo lifting her fingers to pinch the top of the flame. “If you don’t think it’s a good idea then just forget I said anything. We don’t even have to tell the boys, we can just torch the blueprints and pretend this never happened.”

Leo gets to her feet, ready to head to the balcony and while I know it’s because she’s taking my silence as a bad thing, I can’t seem to get any words out.

After everything else that’s happened, everything that’s gone on since she called, this is a lot to swallow but not in a bad way. This is possibly the best thing that’s happened to us and our band since this beautiful and slightly unbalanced woman joined it, and I need to get my shit together so I can tell her that.

“It was stupid to bring it up. Just... just forget it, ok? It was too much, too soon, and I…”

I grab Leo’s hand as she goes to walk by me, yanking her down onto the bed before I roll so I’m on top of her, trapping her in place with my body. “You’re back?”

She frowns and her nose scrunches. “What?”

“You’re back.”

“From where?”

“Hell.”

“You don’t have to be a dick, Norm.” Leo scowls in my face and tries to wiggle out from under me. “I’m confused as fuck, but that felt like an insult and?—“

And Leo doesn’t get to finish her comment because I’m too busy kissing her.

Frantically, feverishly. I’m kissing Leonor like she’s the woman I’m going to spend the rest of my life with.

Because she is.

“I love you,” I say against her lips, smiling when my girl whimpers a little. “I really love you, Leonor.”

“I love you, my sweet boy.”

“This can totally work.”

Leo lifts a brow as she brings her hands up to smooth my hair back. “Yeah?”

I nod. “Absolutely. We might have to adjust some things based on wiring and plumbing, and Lucky’s OCD, but this building can easily be converted into our studio and home.”

“And you think they’ll go for it?”

“I know they will.” Adjusting a little, I position her legs on either side of my hips then prop myself on one arm next to her head. “You know that, though. None of us could say no to you before and now…”

Leo laughs as I wag my eyebrows. “If I wasn’t always on the same page, I’d accuse you three of using me for sex.”

“Even though we have sex with each other, so in theory, don’t need your magical pussy?”

She sucks in a sharp breath and nods.

“Then I guess it’s a good thing we’re all in love with you and happen to be horny as hell. We all win that way.” I dip my head and kiss her slowly as Leo wraps her arms around my neck. “Supports that consuming thought comment you made earlier.”

“Mmhmm,” she hums into another kiss, lifting her leg over my hip. “So this is really happening? We’re going to do this?”

“Hell yes. This is going to be amazing, sweets. We’ll give it a badass name, something that rolls with our Edgar Allan Poe vibe. It’s going to be absolutely epic.”

It really is, too.

My head is swimming right now, but I know this is going to be one of the most incredible things we do.

Shit, we can record our own stuff at first but eventually we could expand. Maybe we can get some of the smaller, up and coming local bands to record here, give them the same kind of break we got. If it all goes well we could start our own independent label, maybe even put out our next album on that instead of Vintage.

Resurrection, Leonor Poe and The Ravens third album recorded at Tell Tale Studios for Pendulum Records.

Holy shit, I love the sound of all that.

“Love the sound of what?”

I look down then frown when Leonor starts to laugh. “I said that out loud?”

“Sure did,” she says with a nod. “And while I know we share some sort of link that connects us on a soul deep level, you were so lost in your head I missed whatever it is you were thinking sounded good.”

“Our future,” I say without skipping a beat. “The future we’re building together. I love the sound of that .”

“So you really think this is a good idea? That we should go for it?”

Adjusting a little more, I slip my free hand up Leo’s shirt and nod. “I do. And I even know where Jesse and Adam can go.”

“You do?” She watches me closely as I go up on my knees, pushing her shirt up over her head to reveal her perfect tits.

“I do,” I grunt, my fingers ghosting over her pebbled nipples, flicking the silver barbells before sliding down her stomach to the top of her jeans. “They can have my parents' house.”

“Norm, I don’t?—”

“It’ll be empty, so it’ll be fine, but that’s the last I’m going to say about it right now because I want to thank you for this incredible thing you did for all of us, and I’d like to do it by eating your pussy without mentioning my parents.”

Leo grins as I quickly work her belt free, undoing her fly at record pace before I start working her jeans down over her hips. “For such a sweet boy, you sure do have a filthy mouth.”

“I guess Pete’s dick is just as magical as your cunt because I really didn’t until I bounced on it for a while.” Which is the truth.

Don’t get me wrong, I cuss like a sailor, and I can be an asshole at times but they call me sweet because I kind of am. I’m definitely the nicest of the five of us, most sensitive too, and I used to have a very old school way of thinking when it came to sex and relationships so dirty talk or whatever wasn’t really my thing but some of that has changed.

And even though Pete was the one to show me that there wasn’t anything to be ashamed of, that there wasn’t anything wrong with me for what I like, even doing it in an uncharacteristically tender way, it isn’t just him and his cock.

It was settling into the relationship with my best friends I should have had all along.

I finally feel like I’m living the way I was always meant to, and any hang ups or barriers I might have still had are long gone.

“I like when that happens.”

“I know,” I say with a smirk as I toss her pants on the floor. “It shows right here.”

Flicking Leo’s triangle piercing, I lightly trace her slit before I spread her pussy open with my fingers, my eyes dropping to her very wet core.

She wiggles her ass against my crotch, my dick already so hard behind my fly. “I can’t help that watching the men I love fuck each other turns me on, it almost sounds like you’re—oh!”

I shove two fingers inside her before Leo can finish talking shit, curling them to hit her g-spot while I rub her clit with my thumb. She moans as I work her pussy, fucking her slowing with my fingers, loving her body with my own.

Leonor plants her feet on either side of me, lifting her hips higher, trying to control my depth and speed but when I don’t let her, she groans in a combination of frustration and pleasure.

“Norman, please.”

“Please, what?” I love how responsive she is to me, how the big bad Leonor Allan becomes a quivering begging mess anytime we have her in bed. I have always appreciated it when Leo is vulnerable in any way since it’s so rare but horny submissive Leo is mind blowing. “Tell me what you want, sweets.”

When I only get a breathy whimper in response, I lift my eyes and find hers already on me.

“Leonor?”

“Make me come, please.”

“I will.” With a grin that’s a touch evil, I take my fingers from her core and bring them to her mouth. “When I’m ready.”

Leo eagerly pulls them between her lips, sucking and licking her arousal from them and when she’s done, I shed my shirt before grabbing her hips and pushing her higher up the bed.

Then my head is between her naked thighs.

I spread her wide as I lick up her dripping slit, gathering her honey on my tongue before dragging it down to her asshole. I circle it as my girl gasps, her hands flying to my hair, her grip tight as I move to her clit.

Licking, sucking, I graze that bundle of nerves with my teeth and pull it hard between my lips. Leo’s back arches as her hips roll, riding my face in an attempt to chase that release she desperately wants.

But not yet.

As much as I love eating Leonor’s pussy until she’s coming on my tongue, I’m so goddamn turned on right now after her big plans and professions of forever that I need to be inside her. I need it more than I need my next breath.

“Norman,” she gasps as I go upright. “You finish what you…”

Her words trail off as she watches me lose the rest of my clothes and the way those deep blue eyes glaze over has my ego growing and my balls tightening.

Leo nods as she goes up on her elbows, her stare locked on to where I fist my dick and line it up with her entrance. “This is better. This, so much this.”

I chuckle briefly before it turns into a moan, sinking my cock into her slick heat with a hard thrust.

So much this.

My pace is steady and slow, pumping hard and deep, pulling almost all the way out before I drive back in with a groan. I grab onto Leo’s hips, my fingers digging into the muscle as I lift them, immediately bottoming out as she whimpers.

“I love you, sweets,” I grit through clenched teeth as her pussy spasms around me, the fact that she gets there so fast with me is something I’ll always be in awe of.

I’ve had Leonor on a pedestal for so long that the way she responds to me when we make love doesn’t even seem real.

It is, though.

And it’s because this really is love.

Love and the best fucking sex I’ve ever had.

“I love you, too, Norman. Oh my god , and I love when you fuck my pussy like?—“

“I have presents!”

We both turn toward the stairs as Lucky’s voice booms at the top of them, neither of us expecting to see him right now but the slight surprise isn’t enough to make me stop.

“Hell yes,” he says with a wicked grin, Luck tossing a big bag on the floor by the bed before he immediately starts to undress. “I fucking love you both so much right now.”

Leo giggles and I smile, my pace slowing a little more while I fuck our girl and watch him throw his jeans across the room. Lucky comes straight for me, cupping his growing erection with one hand as the other does the same to my cheek before he’s kissing me hard.

His tongue immediately dives between my lips, tangling with mine and I revel in the way Luck growls when I suck on it. “Goddamn perfect.”

“Mmhmm,” I hum as he pulls back, running his thumb under my eye before he hops on the bed by Leo’s head.

I watch Lucky bend to kiss her too, my cock throbbing inside her while I do and when he plants a knee on either side of Leonor’s wild red hair before digging in the bag, I groan.

She lifts her head and runs her tongue up between his balls, sucking on one before Lucky inhales sharply then pauses what he’s doing long enough to use his right hand to push the head of his cock in her mouth.

“Fuck,” he hisses, Luck’s hips thrusting in time with mine as he resumes his task.

I slow to almost stopping as I watch him with a furrowed brow, earning me an impatient wiggle from our girl. “What are you doing?”

Lucky straightens up with that megawatt smile, holding what I can only assume are the presents he referenced.

“We’re using these now. Keep that gorgeous cock where it is while I do this.”

A fucking spreader bar.

Lucky brought home a spreader bar and if I wasn’t minutes from blowing my load I’d ask him what happened to shopping for security shit.

I can’t though, not while he takes his dick out of Leo’s mouth and leans down to kiss her before he grabs her left leg and lifts it. Lucky gets the cuff around her ankle quickly before attaching it to one end of the bar, repeating the action with her right just as fast. He looks up at me and winks as I sink even deeper into Leonor, her legs spread so goddamn wide in front of me, then he’s putting more padded leather around her wrists and hooking those to the ends of the bar, too.

Jesus .

Holy fuck, I swear I’m somewhere in her abdomen now. If I go any deeper inside Leo she’ll be choking on my dick, but it’s good.

This is so fucking good, and it only gets better when Lucky goes back into the bag and produces a bottle of lube and an anal plug.

“This one is for Leo but I got all of us new ones.” He pops the top on the bottle then covers the large neon blue silicone teardrop in lube. “And she gets to decide if you get yours now or not.”

He grins at me as he leans forward, kissing me while he reaches around to push the plug inside her ass, both our girl and I groaning from the way it feels.

“What’ll it be, baby cakes?” With one more kiss, Lucky gets off the bed and stands next to us, looking down at a nearly blissed out Leo. “You want my cock in your mouth so Norm can try his new toy? Or would you rather I fuck his tight ass while he fucks you?”

“That,” she says as she nods frantically against the mattress, her fingers curling against nothing, her ankles rolling inside the cuffs. “I want Norman to fuck me like this while you fuck him. Please.”

“You good with that, sweet boy?”

Lucky’s stormy eyes turn my way and all I can do is nod.

That Jacob’s ladder took my love for anal to an entirely new level and I need him inside me as much as I need to be inside Leonor.

“Such a greedy pair, the two of you,” Luck says with a devious grin, grabbing the lube before he takes the few steps to get behind me. “Not that I’m complaining.”

My fingers flex against Leonor’s thighs as I feel the head of Lucky’s cock against my ass, swollen and slick, leaking and twitching just for me. I don’t think I’ll ever get over that, knowing that the people I love more than anything in the world feel the same way, and the idea of being intimate with me gets them just as aroused as I am.

Lucky’s fingers trail up my spine, gathering my hair in his hand before I feel his breath against my neck. “Knees on the bed, sweetheart. Then grab on tight to that bar because I’m about to fuck you both from back here.”

His dick slips between my cheeks as I do what he says, kneeling on the bed and spreading my legs, grabbing the bar and pushing Leo’s legs higher as her ass goes flush against my pelvis. We both moan at that, at the way my cock feels inside her pussy, at the anticipation over Lucky’s cock being inside me.

He grabs my hip with one hand, his palm warm on my skin, those thick fingers flexing over my muscle while the head of his dick pushes against my asshole.

Holding my breath, I look down at Leonor, our eyes locking as Lucky begins to inch inside me and as soon as the swollen tip is in, he slams home.

“ Fuck ,” I hiss at the same time Leo moans, “Oh my god, yes. ”

Lucky’s hand returns to my hair as he starts to thrust, gripping it tightly while each of those metal barbells in his dick slide in and out of me. I match his pace the best I can, moving my hips to meet his, pumping in and out of Leonor’s pussy as it starts to spasm.

She’s watching us now, watching me fuck her between her legs then looking over my shoulder to watch Lucky fuck me. Leo is breathing hard, her breasts bouncing in rhythm with our thrusts, her skin glimmering with sweat and that sweet rosy hue.

Gorgeous .

She’s so gorgeous, and she’s ours.

“You didn’t answer me, sweet boy.”

My head is jerked back a little, back against Lucky’s shoulder as he slows to almost stopping and I turn as much as his fingers in my hair allow. “Answer what?”

He smiles at me, a touch evil, a lot beautiful before he dips his head and nips my lips. “I asked you if you were ready to come.”

“Yes,” I say breathily because I know exactly what that means.

Sure, it means I get to blow my load inside Leonor, but it’s more than that. It’s what Lucky does to get me there faster than anyone else has, and I’m not really sure what that says about me.

Not that I care.

As long as they accept me for who I am, why should I give a shit about what it takes to make me come at record speeds.

“You better start working our girl’s clit then because I’m about to press all your buttons and if I can get the three of us off at the same time, I’m going to be insufferable.”

“You already are,” Leo pants as Lucky starts thrusting again. “But I want to come with both of you so I’ll deal with it.”

He chuckles a bit as Lucky leans next to my ear, kissing just below it before whispering, “You know what to do if you need me to stop.”

I nod.

“Whether you can say it or not?”

Another.

“Good.” Then his hand is around my throat.

I jerk up on the bar to angle Leo even more, holding it with one hand while my other moves to her pussy. I dip my fingers inside her right along with my dick, stretching her that much wider to get my fingers wet. Once they’re coated, I immediately move to her clit, circling slowly at first while Lucky begins to squeeze.

My breath starts to come in shallow pants, little gasps as it gets harder to breathe deeply. I rub Leonor’s clit faster, rub and pinch, work her into frenzy I can feel as my pulse starts to pound in my ears. Spots form in my vision as Lucky squeezes the last of the oxygen from my lungs, slamming into me from behind, his cock moving fast and deep while mine does the same inside our girl.

I can’t hear either of them anymore and my vision is starting to blur but just when my heart starts to race, when my body is about to go into survival mode, when I’m moments from blacking out, Lucky reaches around and grabs my balls, squeezing them firmly in his hand at the same second I pinch Leonor’s clit, and I detonate.

Every inch of my body tenses as the first of my cum explodes inside Leo, my back arching, my toes curling, and my spine tingling. I keep coming as Lucky squeezes my throat and my balls one final time, the man most likely roaring out his own release behind me while he wrings every drop of cum from my body into Leonor’s, our girl probably screaming our names, too.

But I don’t hear it.

I hear my blood rushing, my heart hammering away, and as soon as Luck starts to slowly let the oxygen back into my body, I hear myself gasp for air.

“Beautiful,” he whispers in my ear as he leans us forward, reaching around me to free Leo. “Both of you, what we do together, it’s all so fucking beautiful.”

Nodding, I take a deep breath and smile down at our girl, who looks like a euphoric rag doll but just when I’m about to pull out and collapse next to her, Lucky stops me.

“Nope.” He wraps an arm around my waist then leans us further down. “I’m keeping my dick right where it is, all cozy inside your perfect ass, and you’re keeping that pretty cock of yours inside our girl. We’re going to nap like that while we wait for Pete to get home and when he does, it’ll be easier for the four of us to fuck if we’re like this.”

Leo giggles and my smile grows as Lucky maneuvers us around in bed, him spooning me from behind, our girl pressed close against my front. He grabs Leo’s leg and drapes it over both of our hips then wraps his long arm around both of us, my sweets burrowing into me as Lucky presses a kiss to my shoulder.

And even now, after everything that’s happened between us, I can’t understand why they love me the way they do but I know I’ll never not be grateful for it.

The cock warming is just a nice bonus.