Page 69 of Three Hearts Hideaway

“Sit down, love. Spread your legs. We want to see every inch of you,” Roman crooned from his place at her feet.

She obeyed, knowing putting herself on display would test their restraint.

Her fingers drifted to her clit in full view of her two men, and she allowed her head to relax. She sensed their stares, and could hear them panting as they watched. She had to give them something. “I said you couldn’t touch me. I never said you couldn’t touch yourselves.”

A rustle of clothing. Their hands pumping on their cocks joined her own slick sounds of self-pleasure. Lifting her head, she witnessed Roman and Logan fucking their hands to the sight of her. She watched them watch her, and a fresh wave of arousal coated her fingertips.

Fuck not letting them touch her. She’d denied them enough.

“Lick my cunt,” she ordered. “Both of you. Together. Right now.”

They crawled to her and spread her legs as wide as they could go. Dipping down together, they ran their tongues over her pussy, lapping at her, while stroking themselves with their free hands. Her cunt rippled at the sight of their tongues touching, eating her together, tasting each other while tasting her.

“Yes, yes, fuck yes,” she cried, raking her hands into their hair, bucking into their faces. Their tongues dancing together against her pussy was the hottest thing she’d ever seen. She jerked against them, her orgasm crashing through her in a sharp wave, arousal spilling into their mouths and down her thighs.

“That’s our filthy fucking slut,” Logan groaned against her, sliding his tongue to her ass, and licking her there.

“She’s a needy thing. One mouth isn’t good enough for her,” Roman moaned into her cunt, pressing his tongue inside her pussy.

“Come on me,” she managed to say. One last command for her two men.

They straightened, working their cocks for her. Both of their faces glistened with her wetness.

“I’m gonna coat your tight little asshole with my cum, sweetheart,” Logan growled.

“And I’m gonna claim your pussy hole, love.” Roman’s gravelly voice traveled down her spine.

Their bodies shuddered together, like they were of one mind, and hot cum erupted onto her. Seeing Roman and Logan orgasm together left her reeling. Especially after their tongues had licked into each other’s mouths while on her pussy.

Reaching down, she ran her fingers down her clit and through their cum, mixing it together. “So good,” she sobbed. “So fucking good.”

“You’re going to wear us to bed, and nothing else,” Logan growled. “Understand, sweetheart?”

She nodded, lost in the euphoria of their releases and the sight of them standing over her, cocks spent and chests heaving.

No doubt about it, this was what she wanted.

Roman and Logan. They were hers. They were home.

Alone in her guest room with Roman and Logan’s cum dripping down her thighs, Ava stretched out underneath the heavy quilt on her bed. Though it wouldn’t be her bed for much longer. After promising more three-way sex as soon as possible, Roman and Logan allowed her to go to bed alone for the night.

She had so much to process. The last ten days had been life-changing. Better than she ever could’ve dreamed. But life wasn’t a dream, and she had to be practical and figure out the little details, not just moon over the two ridiculously good-looking men currently sleeping downstairs.

Details like where was she going to sleep once they opened? Adding a room onto the back house seemed like a huge disruption to their timeline. But she did want her own space. Staying in one of the guest suites permanently was not an option.

But starting construction on a fresh addition would set them back, and they wouldn’t open in three months like planned. She needed to figure out an alternative that worked for everybody. Somewhere she could have her own space, but not cause a great deal of construction or renovation. Though she knew they’d tell her they wouldn’t mind. Anything for her.

She rolled over to stare out the glass balcony doors. The stars were in rare form tonight. Shining so bright, she could see themfrom her bed. This was a sight she’d never tire of. The sky didn’t sparkle like this in the city. Too much light pollution blocked out the night sky entirely.

Every moment she spent with her two men, her feelings grew deeper. Moving in with them was the right choice. For them to be together. She was eager to get started on this new life, but she needed to end the lease on her apartment. And get her car. Then change all her personal information to a new address. Break the news to her parents that she was dating, and moving in with, two men. How they’d take that was anyone’s guess. The to-do list was daunting, but exhilarating.

She stared at her notebook on the bedside table. She came to Little Greenfield to figure out what she wanted in a partner. What positives did she hope for? What negatives needed avoiding? But Roman and Logan had shown her in real time what two devoted, caring, healthy partners looked like. She didn’t need her pros and cons list anymore.

A new life. A fresh start. A chance to do it right this time. Focus on her and the people she loved. Take pride in being in a healthy relationship. Fuck like animals and explore every one of her desires. Demand what she was worth and give all of herself to the ones who made her their universe.

Now was the time to contact her friends. Would they still consider her a friend? Putting it off any longer wasn’t an option.

She missed Layla and Brittany terribly. They were the ones who held on the longest. Tried and tried again to get through to her. But she never listened.

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