Page 18 of Bender

I’ve never lied to him, and I can’t now. I just hope it doesn’t make him angry.

“Yes,” I confess.

“And it’s okay,” he says. Not asks. Says.

“Well, yeah. It’s okay. Konrad won’t hurt me. Or you.” I’m sure of it.

“That’s right. Konrad belongs to us.” Grey says it with complete certainty, more confident than I’ve ever heard him be.

“Damn straight I do.” Konrad chuckles and pulls Grey even closer, until their mouths are a breath apart. He stops just before their lips connect and waits, giving Grey the choice.

“Kiss?” Grey whispers.

“Please,” Konrad implores. His hand lets go of Grey’s shoulder and moves to wrap around me, holding me in place between them and allowing Grey complete control of the decision.

Grey’s lips purse almost comically for the kiss, and he leans in until their mouths mash together. Konrad moves a hand to stroke up and down my back, connecting me and making me part of their moment, and I roll my hips on his lap.

His groan has Grey’s eyes snapping open and a gasp parting his lips. My own heart races as I watch Konrad’s bright pink tongue slip out to stroke along Grey’s spit-slicked lower lip. This is the single sexiest moment of my life. After everything we’ve gone through, it’s the sweetness and patience Konrad’s giving us that’s allowing it to happen.

“That’s… That’s wow, Superhero,” Grey stutters out.

I love how he calls Konrad Superhero. It makes me think about our dreams of being rescued and getting to live without being hurt anymore coming true.

“Very wow, Peanut. How about you, Jellybean? Would you like a kiss from our Peanut?” Konrad offers.

Of all the things Grey and I have done together, surviving and performing for that madman, Huber, we’ve never kissed. I look at Grey to find his eyes are already on me. After everything we’ve been through, does Grey want to kiss me?

Do I want to kiss Grey? I guess that’s the bigger question. I lick my lips without thinking about it, and both men’s eyes go to my mouth. I feel how Konrad’s feeling, but Grey’s a bit of a mystery.

That revelation alone is strange. For so long, we’ve been deep in each other’s heads. It’s weird to be uncertain we’re on exactly the same page.

“Can I, Blu?” Grey answers my unspoken question. He takes my hands in his and meets my eyes with a hungry stare. There’s no artifice on his face, just need and curiosity.

I let my mind spin out, picturing what it would be like to kiss Grey. To kiss Konrad. To choose, willingly, whether to participate. I haven’t gotten a choice like this in so long. The powerful feeling is heady. I like it.

I open my eyes and smile at Grey then Konrad. I know what I want. At least, I know what I want to try.

“Yes, I want a kiss. From both of you.”

Chapter

Sixteen

BENDER

“Take what you want. I’ll give you anything you desire,” I direct her. Gently. Softly. With care for the bleak past my precious ones have endured.

My entire life has been a test of strength. Willpower. Shit, just power overall. Earning it. Holding on to it. Being worthy of it. Soft has never been a goal or a prize. Until this moment, that is. Patience, a skill the Army drilled into me, pays off now that I finally have Blu and Grey in my arms. Both of them choosing to be there.

“I’m kinda scared, though,” Blu whispers.

“Don’t be afraid, Blu. It feels really good.” Grey fidgets, shifting his weight from side to side where he’s kneeling next to her.

I feel the hard nudge of his erection against my shin, and I’m reminded for the thousandth time how much smaller than me they both are. I rifle the fingers of my free hand through his hair, the silky texture soft and smooth thanks to my constant care.

My other hand rests on Blu’s lap. It takes concentration and willpower to keep my muscles loose, waiting for her cue. I don’t want either of them to ever feel trapped or forced by me.

“Take your time, precious girl. Whenever you’re ready. Even if it’s not today.” Of the pair, she’s the more adventurous, so her hesitation is unexpected.

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