Chapter Eighteen | Skylar

I sipped my scotch as I tried my best to remain inconspicuous. I didn't feel like engaging in any random conversations with fellow travellers in the first-class lounge at the airport.

As per usual, my flight out of Calgary en route to Victoria had been delayed. I grumbled, not in the mood to face the inevitable when my dad's number appeared on my phone.

I'd been anticipating this call. I hadn't asked permission from management to shorten my work week. I'd just gone ahead and done it. I didn't honestly care anymore if they decided to fire me after all. It would make the decision I was contemplating even easier.

"Hey, Dad."

"Skylar … seriously. What the hell is going on? Is my information correct that you're only working three days a week now?"

"That would indeed be correct. I need a four-day weekend."

"You can't decide that."

"Funny … that's exactly what I did."

"You're taking advantage because you're my son."

"Lucky me that I'm able to get something from you."

My dad grunted. "That's not fair."

"Why not? You were never there for me. Without Grandma, I would have withered."

"You've always been strong enough to take care of yourself. "

I switched the phone to my other ear. "And that's what I'm doing now. Three days is all you're getting out of me. I have more important things happening in my life now."

"Chad?"

"Yes. And we might be expanding our family."

"Children?"

"Sort of. Maybe."

"Should I anticipate seeing your resignation letter on my desk at some point?"

"One step at a time, Dad. Right now, I need more time at home."

My dad sighed. "Believe it or not, all I want is your happiness."

"I appreciate you saying that." My dad never spoke about his feelings. This was a rare glimpse into what he wanted for me. He hadn't taken much notice of me until I earned my PhD at such a young age. I'd assumed that his emotions when it came to me were tied to my achievements.

The loudspeaker announced that my plane was finally boarding.

"I need to go, Dad. They're calling platinum members."

"Enjoy your weekend."

I ended the call, slipped my phone into my pocket, and collected the black, leather backpack I'd chosen to travel with today. Owen was going to be at my house. I could collect what clothes and toiletries I needed from there before going over to his place for our two nights.

The attendant at the gate looked from me to my identification a few times. I received a sneer as they handed my card back to me. Not everyone was a fan of my appearance.

As I plodded along the endless hallways on the way to the plane, I played through how tonight's conversation might go. It was too soon to suggest a poly relationship to Owen. We needed to figure out if the three of us even meshed when we were all together. We could be destined for separate relationships with Owen. I hoped that wasn't true, but it might be, and I needed to be prepared for the possibility that the ideal family in my mind's eye might not happen.

I nodded off during the flight. Flying twice a week was exhausting and I'd been doing it for five years. Ever since the first night I met Chad. Sometimes, he would fly out to Toronto to see me, but the bulk of the travel had been up to me. Chad didn't much like flying.

When I pulled into our driveway, my energy rallied. Seeing my two men together had been on my mind for days. I wondered what the vibe would be between them.

They both rushed into the front entry, nearly knocking me over before I even had the door shut behind me. Chad's arms went around my neck. His mouth crashed onto mine as I pressed the door closed and encircled his waist with my arms. I was on my way to being forever lost in his affection when Owen stepped in close against us. I cupped Chad's face and pulled away.

"Hey." I traced my fingers along Owen's jawline and leaned closer to him. Whereas Chad's kiss had been desperate and passionate, the kiss I shared with Owen was subtle and soft.

Both men were clinging to me when I released Owen's lips.

Gazes met and there was an encouraging moment that passed between us.

I was sure of it.

"Let me get your coat," Chad said and went around behind me. As he put my coat away, I slipped off my boots and Owen was on them, placing them in the closet.

There had been no awkward missteps between them.

They had worked in tandem .

"Let's go to the family room," I said. Once there, Owen sat in a chair across from where Chad cuddled up beside me on the couch. I had hoped they would take spots on either side of me.

My mind was rushing things.

"I want to know what you're both thinking," I said.

"About us?" Owen asked.

"Yes, Owen."

He leaned forward, his elbows on his knees. "I think the three of us should try hanging out. We could still have our private times but maybe once a week we could all meet."

I nudged Chad. "Chad?"

"I'm on board. It would be nice if the three of us got on well." Chad clung to my arm. "We both love you. And you love us. That has to equate to something between us all."

"Should we start with dinner out?" I suggested.

"On whose night?" Chad asked.

"We can go out tomorrow night," Owen replied. "I don't mind. We can alternate."

I patted Chad's thigh. "Okay, we'll meet you tomorrow night. You pick the restaurant."

"I'm thinking Thai."

"Excellent," I replied. "I'll check some menus of places for vegan options." I turned my attention to Owen. "We should go. We can take your car." I grasped Chad's face and kissed him. "And you, you are going to remember how much I love you while I'm at Owen's."

"I can do that." Chad smiled at me. "But I may have worn him out."

I laughed. "I'll let him spend the night recuperating."

"You're making me sad," Owen teased.

"Your choice. I can certainly endeavour to ring more out of you. "

"Please," Owen nearly whimpered, causing me to hum with pleasure. My bunny wasn't about to let me get away with us proceeding directly to sleep when we arrived at his house.

Chad smiled against my sleeve.

We all rose to our feet and headed for the front entry. I stood back in awe as Chad and Owen kissed one another goodnight. The chemistry between them was inspiring.

And made my dick so incredibly hard.

It had been a brief conversation between the three of us, but we'd made a decision. What happened from here was a complete unknown. We'd be testing the individual bonds we'd formed.

It took until midnight to work Owen over the way he craved from me. I turned him into a trembling mass before I finally fucked him. Chad had been right, Owen's hole showed signs of being aggressively used. Knowing it was Chad's cock that had done that to him caused a wave of lust to overwhelm me. I was possessing the same hole my husband had likely been in earlier today.

I slept well after that. Only woke when Owen kissed my nose in the morning.

I longed to wake up like that every single day.

A kiss from both my men as we started our day together.

It was as if we dined together like this every night. The conversation between the three of us was easy and unbroken. People kept looking over at us, our positive flow was so obvious.

"How is the mural coming along?" Chad asked. "Were you working on it today?"

"For a couple of hours between house showings."

Chad looked at me. "And what did you do to occupy your time? "

"I spent it on the computer, investigating pharmacies in Victoria and what running one would entail." I held up my hand when Chad perked up in his seat. "It's just an idea at this point."

"I absolutely love that idea." Chad clasped my hand. I squeezed it then directed my attention onto Owen and lay my hand on the table near his plate. His gaze bounced from my open hand to where Chad and I were holding hands, then back again.

"What do you think, Owen?" Chad asked.

Owen slid his hand into mine and clung to it. "A pharmacy? I love the idea, too."

Someone cleared their throat beside us. It was our server. I loosened my grip on my two men's hands. It was their choice if they wanted to pull away. Neither of them did.

My chest filled with pride.

Chad and Owen trusted me even when it meant scrutiny.

After the server took our plates, Chad tightened his grip on my hand, looked at me, then at Owen, then back at me, and licked his lips. He cocked his head toward Owen and raised his eyebrows. I knew what Chad was suggesting. The electrical hum of desire circulating around our table was palpable. I rose from my seat and dumped a load of cash on the table. More than enough.

As we walked to the parking garage, Owen tangled his arm around Chad's and rested his head on Chad's shoulder, then reached for my hand. We entwined our fingers silently. There was quiet understanding passing between all three of us. We walked like that to Owen's car.

I followed them both to the driver's side of the vehicle, then pressed their backs against the windows. I started with Owen, stepping in close. He gripped my coat in both hands as I took control of his mouth, mine forceful—his desperate .

I slid one of my thighs between his and trapped his thickening cock with it. Owen undulated his hips, grinding up against me as I lashed my tongue into his mouth. His body quaked beneath my touch when I caressed his chest and his abs, then his hips, hitting his favourite pressure points.

When I released him, his eyes were wild with desire. I turned to Chad whose attention was focused on Owen and me. I gripped his face and sought his lips with mine. I kept my thigh between Owen's legs as I kissed Chad. Owen clung to my arm and continued to rub on me.

I parted from Chad, still holding his face, and used my other hand to grip Owen's chin. I turned their heads to face one another. The launch was immediate. They became immersed, their mouths tackling and straining to reach ultimate fulfillment as they kissed.

We needed to move this out of the parking garage.

"Let's go home and continue this," I prompted.

They reluctantly pulled away from one another, panting with a desire that could easily have run away on them. Owen pressed the fob on his keys and the doors unlocked.

On the drive back to the house, I had my hand on Owen's thigh, stroking it enough to ensure he knew where this was going, but not enough to distract his driving.

We spilled into the front entry. Chad pinned Owen to the wall and descended on his mouth, his hands roving over Owen's body and then removing Owen's coat. I collected all three coats and hung them in the closet. Shoes were slipped off with haste and left strewn all over the floor.

On our way up the stairs to the bedroom, Owen reached for me and tugged me to a stop. Chad went on ahead. I gathered Owen in my arms. "Do you want this?"

Owen gripped the back of my neck with both hands, his fingers deep in my hair. He placed his forehead against mine. "God, yes, I want this. I've just never …. "

"Been with two men before?" I guessed.

Owen shook his head. "Never."

"You trust us both, right?" I asked.

"More than I've trusted anyone … ever."

I knew why Owen was hesitating. "A union of our bodies has meaning for Chad and me. You are so much more than some random third. There will be love infusing everything we do."

Owen nodded. "I love you so much."

"Oh, bunny." I cupped his face and lifted it away from mine so I could see into his eyes. What I saw in them was ultimate trust and fierce unfathomable desire. "I love you too."

Owen slipped his hand into mine. "Lead me upstairs."

He needed me to be in control. Hand in hand, he followed me to the bedroom. Chad had spread the love blanket on the bed and was lying in the middle of it in the nude, his thick cock hard.

"You can undress me," I said to Owen.

He used his hands to smooth my shirt over my nipples, stimulating them to nubs. His fingers danced along as they released each button starting at my throat. Owen had to pull the bottom of my shirt free from the band of my kilt. Once unbuttoned, he ran the shirt off my arms slowly.

My shirt landed on the chair. Owen settled onto his knees at my feet, unbuckled the leather straps that held my kilt in place and lowered the thick tartan fabric to the floor. I stepped out of it and then touched his chin, causing him to look up at me. "You can get undressed."

As Owen stood and stripped off his shirt, I dispensed with my socks and silky underwear. I didn't break my attention, enjoying every moment as Owen removed each piece of his clothing.

His entire body was covered in the most glorious auburn fuzz, thicker on his thighs and chest. When he was nude before me, I beckoned him closer and took his mouth. I clung to his ribcage then brushed my hands down to his waist, then onto his ass, and pulled him to me.

Our hard cocks collided and then became trapped between us as I deepened the kiss. Owen's palms drifted onto my ass, holding me steady so he could grind against me.

"Let's head over to the bed," I whispered on an eventual parted breath.

Owen headed straight for Chad's arms once he climbed onto the bed. I laid beside them as Owen descended to be chest to chest with Chad and took control of his mouth, kissing him.

Every subtle movement of their bodies spoke of two men intimately familiar with one another. Their sharing that closeness with me made me love them even more. I looked at the bedside table. It was littered with bottles of lube and empty condom wrappers. They'd been busy.

I touched Owen's shoulder. "Stay right there."

Sultry, blown-out pupils peered at me. Owen was already so far gone that he was floating, open to any suggestion I would put to him. I took that responsibility very seriously.

"Keep kissing Chad," I encouraged. Owen blinked at me then settled back on Chad's open mouth. Their tongues tangled then their lips contained the passionate struggle.

I sat on the edge of the bed, holding a condom. I would be riding Chad bareback, but I hadn't asked Owen if he'd been tested recently. I looked over my shoulder at them. They were groaning and writhing. So incredibly consumed by one another.

I tossed the condom onto the bedside table and joined them. I straddled their legs and lay a single kiss on Owen's tailbone. He shivered and looked back at me.

So much love .

With Owen's attention on me, I kissed my way up his spine until he arched his back to ensure I could sneak a kiss onto the side of his mouth. He darted his tongue out to meet it.

I burrowed my nose behind his ear and kissed his neck as I stroked his crease with my hard cock, barely able to contain myself from breaching him.

"Have you been tested recently?" I asked.

"What?" His voice was sleepy and blissed out.

"STIs. Have you been tested?"

"You want to go bareback?"

I hummed against his neck. "I want to fill you with my cum."

Owen's breath hitched. "Recently … yes. I'm negative. I've always been negative."

"Perfect." I'm certain I purred against his skin. Then I went to retrieve some lube. I tapped Chad's legs, so he'd close them and directed Owen to open his over top of Chad's.

I wanted them pressed together, face to face when I fucked Owen. I fed a lubed finger into Owen's ass, quickly joined by a second, pumping. Then a third until Owen was moaning.

"Please, Skylar," he whimpered.

"Say it again, bunny."

"Skylar, please … please fuck me."

"That's it. You have such a sweet voice."

I stroked Owen's ass to relax him, then had Chad open his legs enough to accommodate my bent knee before I placed my other to the left of both their hips. It was a stretch, but I managed. I pressed my cockhead to Owen's hole, supporting myself with my palms on Owen's ass.

He grunted and tucked his face against Chad's neck as I thrust into him. Chad raked his fingers into Owen's hair and brought Owen's lips back to take his own .

They were perfect together as they returned to the fervency of earlier while Owen's body shifted up and back against Chad's from the force of my hips.

With practice, Chad slipped his arms beneath Owen's and grasped his ass, pulling his cheeks open to give me a better view of my dick disappearing inside. It had the desired effect. I became enthralled, my cock pumping in and out of one of the men I loved.

My Owen.

We belonged to one another.

I leaned on the mattress, my hands to either side of them, and increased my pace and depth. Sound filled the room, all three of us swearing and grunting, and skin smacking against skin.

I slowed my hips and collapsed on Owen's perspiration-coated back.

"I want you both," I said then climbed off them.

Owen rolled off Chad and onto his back beside him. "Here?"

"That's perfect."

Chad bent his knees and opened his legs as I crawled toward him. I sucked his rock-hard weeping cock into my mouth, savoring his familiar taste until he couldn't lie still.

I changed my position and lifted his legs onto my shoulders. Chad liked it deep. And he didn't always like to be prepped. I suspected tonight was one of those nights. I was correct. Without hesitation, Chad grabbed my dick and circled his hole with it.

"Fast and hard?" I asked.

"Please."

Owen rolled on his side to face us, placed his hand on Chad's shoulder, and kissed it. He shifted and breathed across Chad's neck as I plunged into my husband. A quiver of ecstasy rolled up my spine. My bare cock had penetrated them both. My two men. My ultimate loves.

When Chad cried out, Owen raised onto his elbow and kissed him. And stayed kissing Chad as I pummeled him with the ferocity of extreme need overtaking my sensibilities. With each thundering thrust, Chad's knee knocked into Owen's arm, nearly throwing him off balance.

I stopped abruptly, making Chad gasp. Owen released his mouth.

"Owen, lie back for me."

Owen rolled away from Chad and wrapped his legs around my waist as I realigned with his hole and sank back into him. With him looking up at me, I enveloped him, my arms crossing behind him against his shoulder blades, my palms outstretched, fingers digging into his flesh.

I rocked my hips, jamming my cock higher and higher into him until I lost myself completely, so in love, and flooded his channel. Small convulsions followed as my balls emptied.

I relaxed on top of him, our chests heaving. Chad swept some of my sweaty hair off my brow. The smile on his face made my heart patter uncontrollably. I heaved myself off Owen and kissed Chad on his lips. Then his throat. And his chest down his firm abs to his flushed dick.

He groaned and rocked his hips up as I sucked him to the back of my throat. After he lost his load down my throat, I crept to Owen and worked his release out of him.

Everyone spent and exhausted, Chad and Owen moved apart, creating a space between them for me. I took my place and invited them both into my arms, their heads resting on my chest.

I kissed Chad's head and then Owen's. They both hummed, making me smile. This was sublime happiness right here. Sated with both men I loved in my arms.

Safe.

I'd die before letting anything or anyone injure them.

Mind or body.