Chapter 8

Zeke's heart almost stopped at the sound of that one little word. No one said anything for a moment, but he was sure they were all shocked. That might be the wrong word but he had hoped for this moment for so long his mind took a second to assimilate. His body had no problem responding. Lust and love rushed through his blood as his heart smacked hard against his chest. Lord, he was amazed that everyone didn't hear it. Zeke just couldn't help it. The fact that she agreed was the one dream he thought would never happen and now, just like that, he had the two people he loved most in the world in his bed.

"So…" Maura said. It was easy to hear the nerves in her voice. He wasn't accustomed to seeing her unsure of herself. He knew she always had doubts, but she hid them so well, he never really saw them. That alone told him how worried she was about this.

He glanced at Rory who smiled at him then looked at Maura. As lovers, he and Rory had done this before, but this was different. He sensed it more than probably both of them, but he knew Rory understood. His lover might not be ready to admit it, but Zeke knew it was going to change everything. It was something he had been worried about, but now…none of that seemed to matter. Her agreement seemed to dissolve the worries he had. All that did matter was Maura and Rory.

"There's no reason to be nervous, love," Rory said, his voice a low hum.

Zeke studied him, surprised by his soothing tone. Rory had always been good with women, but normally, they didn't initiate anyone. He had added another level of reassurance to his voice that told Zeke he knew this was something special.

Granted, Maura wasn't a true initiate. He knew for her, she would have studied BDSM to the extreme. The rumors of whom she had worked with had reached him. It hadn't been easy to ignore what had been going on, but he had for both their sakes. They had already called it quits by that time, so it hadn't been any of his business.

Still, working with a Dom was different than putting it into practice. Even if she had, she was still a novice and every experience was different based on the people involved. No matter how many relationships she had been in, this one would be different. Rory and Zeke were different. Their needs were unique and many women didn't go for it. And apparently, Maura had some reservations. His bold, take anything on Maura clutched the sheet as if it was a magic shield. Apprehension etched her features.

He shifted his weight from one foot to another and she looked up at him. She was rumpled, her face flushed and she looked so damned unsure of herself. His heart melted right there. The fact that she could show him her worry meant they had moved another big step. Damn, he loved the woman. He could have died right there and been the happiest man on earth. He cupped her face and leaned forward to brush his mouth over hers.

"We'll go slow. You tell us if we push you too far."

She drew in a deep breath and nodded. Then, she leaned into him and deepened the kiss. Just like always, she took him by surprise. She was anxious but she was a woman who never second-guessed herself. Once she made a decision, Maura jumped in headfirst.

He slipped his tongue into her mouth and she took it willingly. He was soon losing himself inside her. From the first time he had kissed her it had been like this. It was how he had known they had something special. No one other than Rory had really affected him this way.

Zeke pulled back and smiled at the picture she made. Her lips were swollen and wet; her eyes were still closed. God, she was a delight. Zeke forgot just how much she loved kissing.

Rory leaned forward on the bed and kissed her neck, then slipped his fingers beneath her shirt and pulled it over her head, tossing on the floor behind him. She wasn't wearing a bra. Of course she wasn't.

"How did you concentrate at work knowing she looked like this," Rory said, admiration vibrating in his voice.

Zeke smiled at Maura's blush. "It was pretty hard at times."

Rory grinned at him and Zeke caught the double entendre. He chuckled as he watched Rory settle on the bed behind her. He brushed her hair aside and kissed her neck again. The sight of the two of them sent another jolt of need racing through him.

It had been months since he had touched her. When he sat next to her, he could feel his entire body shake inside. He needed to touch, to taste. He leaned forward and kissed her throat as Rory shifted moving down her back. Zeke took his time, savoring the taste of her skin. With small nips and pecks, he worked his way down to her breasts. Right there, he could smell the scent she always sprayed between her breasts; tart and summery, much like the woman herself. Whenever he smelled citrus, he got hard thinking about her.

Slowly they leaned her back onto the bed. As Zeke continued to pay attention to her breasts, Rory worked his way down her torso. He moved to settle himself between her legs. Kissing up one thigh then the other, Rory pressed his mouth against her pussy.

He gave her one leisurely lick as Zeke watched. Damn there was something so fucking sexy about seeing Rory between her legs. Rory pulled back and then slapped her mound. Her gasp was loud and arousing and Zeke had to fight the urge to take her right then.

"I like a woman who shaves. Of course," he said pausing and looking up at both of them, "Zeke and I do like to shave pussies ourselves."

Rory set his mouth against her again and started to eat her out.

Zeke slipped his arm behind Maura's neck and cuddled her against him. "Look at that, babe."

It took her a second, but she finally opened her eyes.

"I think he likes the taste of you," Zeke said unable to keep himself in check. Kissing her, he immediately plunged his tongue into her mouth.

She was trembling by the time Rory moved away from her mound and started a lazy journey back up her body. Zeke watched as one lover touched the other and felt something shift in his world. Rory and he had done this before, many times, but this...was different. He had thought it would be. They hadn't even started their BDSM play and he was already more entranced than he had ever been with his lovers before. He knew without a doubt, he would do everything he could to keep them together.

Zeke watched as Rory bent his head and licked one of her nipples.

"Damn, she's responsive." He smiled at Zeke. "And she tastes like heaven." He leaned forward and kissed Zeke. The familiar taste of Rory rushed through him, but it was more seductive this time. Maura's own arousal was now intertwined with Rory's familiar taste. Zeke felt lightheaded by the time Rory pulled back.

"You should have a better taste," Rory said as he leaned down to kiss Maura. She was watching them with such avid interest before. As he watched Rory kiss her, he knew just how arousing it had been for her to watch. Just watching their mouths moving together had most of the moisture drying up in Zeke's mouth. Maura closed her eyes and moaned as Rory deepened the kiss. For a second, he watched, mesmerized by the scene. Rory cupped her face, the gentle gesture spoke of the dual personality of Rory. He was caring, loving with women, but he also liked being in control. Witnessing his behavior with Maura was beyond anything he ever imagined.

She moved her legs restlessly. Zeke sat up and leaned down to taste her pussy.

The taste of her hit him full force. He knew that she loved oral, getting it and giving it. It was one of the things that would make her an excellent sub for Rory. Just thinking about that had his dick hardening. It was getting very uncomfortable in his pants. He added a finger and pressed his thumb against her clit and teased it with his tongue. She bowed up off the bed. He did not let her come though. Zeke wanted to savor her release. He had given her up months earlier and he wanted to draw this time out—to watch as she gave herself over to pleasure.

He sat up and Rory did too. They shared a look then both smiled. Zeke knew that Rory was going to let him take the lead this time. In the future, Rory would be in charge most of the time. But in this, Zeke knew Rory was giving him a gift. He smiled down at Maura, then leaned closer to kiss her.

Zeke slipped off the bed, pulled off his shirt and pants in record time. He was hard and he wrapped his hand around his cock as he watched Rory undress. Rory looked at him for permission and Zeke nodded. He definitely wanted to watch a little. Rory got up on the bed on his knees. He stroked his cock then smiled down at Maura.

"Want a taste, love?" Rory asked.

Maura licked her lips and Rory groaned and looked over at Zeke.

"Does she do that on purpose?"

Zeke smiled. "No. She is completely oblivious. And, she loves oral."

She was frowning at him. "Don't talk about me like I'm not here. I don't like it."

Rory returned his attention to her. "I'll allow that tone for right now, but after we get to Hawaii, you aren't going to be able to give your opinion."

She turned her frown to Rory, but Zeke knew she was aroused by Rory's tone. She said nothing, though and in turn probably turned on Rory by her submission. It wasn't much, but Zeke knew Rory was feeling her out. She wasn't inexperienced as a sub, but Rory was a very experienced and hardened Dom. He didn't believe in jumping in with someone like that.

Rory held his cock in front her mouth. "Come on, love. I want to feel that delicious mouth around my cock."

She shivered slightly and leaned forward to take his cock in. He watched. Entranced, Rory slipped his hands around the back of her head and fucked her mouth.

"Shit," Rory muttered.

Zeke knew what that meant. Maura was especially good at giving head. In fact, he had often joked that she was as good as any male lover he had before. Soon, though, he saw the signs. Rory's strokes were deeper and faster into her mouth.

Zeke grabbed a condom and rolled it on. He joined them on the bed and wrapped his fingers around her thighs. He could barely contain himself as he slipped his hands to her hips. She wrapped her legs around his waist. Slowly he eased himself into her warm core. He rested himself on his hands on the bed and began to thrust. Each time he pushed inside of her, she moaned against Rory's cock. He knew from experience just how that felt. Rory pulled out and offered his cock to Zeke.

With eagerness he took Rory's cock into his mouth. The taste of Rory's musky precome hit him full force. Combined with Maura's arousal it was intoxicating and overwhelming.

"You like that, Maura?" Rory asked. Zeke pulled back and noticed that she was watching him. Capturing her gaze, he took a long stroke into his mouth. He gagged a bit against the tip of Rory's penis, but he didn't care. In fact, it turned him on more, it always did. Still he was more aroused by the fact that she was watching them. He could feel her avid attention and it spurred his own arousal to new heights.

Rory pulled his dick out of Zeke's mouth then leaned down to kiss him. It wasn't a frantic kiss. Instead, it was slow and wet. It grabbed Zeke by the heart and tugged—as Rory could always do to him. Rory moved behind him, settling on the mattress. He used a bit of lube to ease his finger in. Zeke paused and groaned as Rory thrust his way into his ass.

"Fuck, that feels so good, babe," Rory said, his voice low and rough.

Rory started to move and Zeke let him take over. Using Rory's set rhythm, Zeke reveled in the connection to both his lovers. These two people were such a big part of his life, and now, together they were linked. Arousal and overwhelming joy was the feeling of being connected to both of his lovers; each time Rory pressed into his ass, he thrust into Maura. Over and over they repeated the motions. Her moans grew louder. He leaned down and took her mouth in a bruising kiss. With every bit of power he had in him, he wanted her to know that he loved her. Without words. She returned the kiss, slipping her hands up his chest then to his shoulders. At the same time, Rory bent down to kiss Zeke's neck. Right then, it was as perfect as Zeke thought life would ever be. Intoxicating, addicting…he didn't think he would ever get enough of these two people.

In the next instant, Maura came on a scream, surprising them all how fast she came. Her muscles clamped down hard on his cock, pulling him deeper into her core. Still, he held back. He wanted this to last as long as they could make it.

They continued, pushing her, holding back themselves as she came two more times. When she was still shivering from her third orgasm, Zeke allowed the pleasure to wash over him, through him. He thrust one last time into her and surrendered to his needs. A second later, Rory thrust into his ass and followed both he and Maura into bliss.