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“Yes, I’ll have a threesome with you,” Noemi said, putting another appetizer in her mouth.

I snorted, loving that she was so frank.

“Of course you would, you dirty slut,” Vincent replied, making Noemi flush.

“Be a good girl and listen to what else he has to say,” I deepened my voice.

Noemi nodded, looking at both of us back and forth.

“I think we should all enter into a contract together,” Vincent said, pulling out some paper from a side table drawer.

He gave a set of papers to Noemi and then to me. Noemi looked at the set of papers in confusion. Instead of looking over the contract like I should have, I wanted to see her reaction.

“You want this to be long term?”

She flipped the page, skimming through it.

“Is this really necessary?”

“Yes,” I said, walking over to her. “This gives us guides and parameters of the relationship and also NDAs to make sure all parties are protected.”

She looked up at me with her brows furrowed, biting her lip, her eyes looking between us.

“So, this contract includes all of us?”

“Yes,” I said. “All of us will be together.”

Noemi nodded, her lack of words made me worry about what was going on in her head. She looked nervous and I didn’t know if that was good or bad.

“Does… that mean you guys will fuck each other too?”

Her breathing had quickened, and I knew we had her hooked.

12

NOEMI

Hard limits, soft limits, double penetration, nipple clamps, genital clamps were the topics of dinner. After Easton and Vincent said that all of us would be fucking each other, I became even more excited. The idea of both of them together made me want to watch in a corner, naked to enjoy them all to myself.

I didn’t even get to enjoy the food as much as I wanted because we were too busy discussing restraints, anal and vaginal fisting. We even discussed blood and fire play. Easton went through each of the points and all the appendices. I learned more about my sexuality during dinner than I had in the previous ten-plus years I had been sexually active. Each question amped up my arousal until we reached the end. I knew when I got up my jumper was going to stick to me because I was so wet.

“Is there anything you want to add or any questions?” Easton took a sip of his brandy.

“It says I must only be yours, but it doesn’t say that you are only mine,” I said, wondering if they expected me to allow them to fuck around.

“We can change it,” Vincent said, writing on the paper. “You’ll be ours and we’ll be yours. Just us three.”

“And the NDA, does that apply to all of us or is it just me?”

“It applies to all of us,” Easton said. “Anything that happens with us, we are not at liberty to go into detail with other parties. It has to be vague, also if this goes sideways this protects us all.”

“It’s more for me,” Vincent leaned forward. “I’ve had things go bad with past relationships and women who have taken things too far. I also don’t want any of us to do anything that might impact further careers or impact our livelihood.”

I clenched my jaw thinking I should have had this for my last relationship, I was still dealing with the fallout.

“Can we change the contract in the future? Or is it a take it or leave it?”

“I think it depends on what needs changing. This only works on honesty and trust,” Easton said.

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