Page 4 of Seducing Serena

Turning from putting the last of her clothes into the second drawer of the dresser, Ford looked into Serena’s eyes. “We’re not gay, honey. We’re bisexual. I thought you already knew that.”

Serena’s eyes widened and she swallowed hard as she slowly moved her head left and right in a negative response. At least she didn’t run screaming into the night, which was a good sign. She did, however, look confused, so he continued.

“We like men and women. We also like to share them. For the past few years though, we’ve only been loving on each other until we found a woman who could accept us as we are and be willing for us to share her… for the rest of our lives. Once we find her, we plan to enter a bisexual throuple relationship with her.”

What he didn’t tell her was that they were hoping she would be that woman.

When she still didn’t say anything, he finished emptying her suitcase. Once it was empty, he set it in the closet between his bag and the toy bag that would remain untouched until they visited the Dungeon.

He then looked at Noah as he grabbed his toiletry kit and a pair of gray sweats from where he’d set them on top of the dresser. “I’m going to take a shower. Get our girl settled and get some sleep. I won’t be long. We’ll finish this discussion in the morning.”

“Aye aye, Captain,” Noah said with a grin as he threw him a left-handed salute.

Just before Ford closed the bathroom door, he heard Serena ask, “You’re not gay?”

Knowing Noah would explain their lifestyle more gently and diplomatically than he could, Ford turned on the shower before stripping off his clothes. He sighed as his cock bobbed free. It had been hard as steel since Serena had climbed over his legs to use the restroom during their second flight.

Ford looked around, growing more impressed by the minute. In addition to a soaking tub he couldn’t wait to climb into with Serena, there was a glass-walled shower that looked big enough for all three of them as well.

Reaching into the shower, he flipped on the water and adjusted the temperature, admiring the rainfall that fell from the ceiling. Stepping in, he was impressed with the marble floor and walls and the bench that he could visualize Noah leaning over while he fucked his ass. Or maybe Serena could sit there and suck his cock.

His thoughts had his cock throbbing even harder. Stepping under the warm waterfall, he washed quickly. Then, instead of climbing out and going to bed, he wrapped his hand around the base of his erection. There was no way he would be able to sleep with his body as tightly wound as it was currently.

Breathing deeply, he began to stroke his cock while he thought about Noah and Serena curled together in the bed, waiting for him. It only took a few strokes before he gritted his teeth to keep from roaring as his cock jerked and pulsed, covering the shower wall in front of him with his seed.

He took a moment to rinse the wall clean before he turned off the water and stepped out. Grabbing a thick white towel from the pile on the counter, he dried off as he caught his breath. He then took the time to comb his hair and brush his teeth. Finally, he was ready for bed. Turning out the light, he joined his partner and their woman in bed.

“You okay?” Noah whispered as Ford slipped under the sheet.

He sounded nearly asleep as Ford shifted closer to settle behind Serena. She was already asleep, her head resting on Noah’s shoulder.

“I’m fine,” Ford returned softly. “Go to sleep. We have a busy week ahead.”

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Serena was not sure whether it was the need to pee, being so hot she was sweating, or feeling like she had a python wrapped around her body that woke her up. In any case, she needed to get up. Now.

Opening her eyes, she pushed off the covers and found two arms wrapped around her, holding her snugly.

Starting with Noah, she peeled his arm off her middle and used a hand to push on his shoulder until he rolled over. He didn’t stop until he faced the other way, still sound asleep. She sighed as cool air wafted between them, easing the heat problem. It also gave her a little room to move.

Pulling on Ford’s arm, she tried the same maneuver, but this time it didn’t work. Instead, Ford’s arm tightened around her middle, pulling her back against his front.

“Where do you think you’re going?” he whispered in her ear.

“Gotta pee,” she responded as she tried to work her fingers between his arm and her belly. The only problem was there was no room for her fingers, and she didn’t want to hurt him by digging into his skin with her short nails.

“Come right back,” he ordered, lifting his arm from her body and shifting to lie on his back.

Serena didn’t bother to answer as she sat up and worked her way down the bed to slip off the end. With a sigh of relief as cool air wafted around her, she tugged her nightshirt down so it hung to mid-thigh before hurrying to the bathroom.

Once her bladder was empty and her hands washed, she took a moment to brush her teeth before stopping in the bathroom doorway. The dim nightlight in the bathroom provided just enough light to see the bed and the two men sleeping soundly.

They looked so peaceful. As she watched, Noah rolled over, not stopping until he was next to Ford. Then he settled in and stilled.

Though she’d felt exhausted earlier, Serena felt wide awake after just a few hours of sleep. That was one of the downfalls of the work they did. A weird sort of insomnia could sometimes be a problem. Not wanting to wake Noah and Ford, she found her carryall in the kitchenette area. Grabbing her phone from the side pocket, she silently moved to the sitting area near the sliding-glass door.

She had only read a couple paragraphs in the newest Allysa Hart book when Ford sat up and looked around the room. She was not sure if he was fully awake, or just having a bad dream until he zeroed in on her and said, “Serena? What’s wrong?”

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