I’ve fallen in love with a woman that another orc loves.
And I don’t know where that leaves me.
Willo plants a hand against my chest, sliding her palm up my body and around my neck. She pulls me forward until I’m settled flush against her. Her head is tilted back as her eyes search mine and I plant my hands gently on top of her thighs, my thumbs brushing along the insides.
“Why do you look heartbroken?” she murmurs, eyebrows pinched together.
My hands keep moving absentmindedly as I fight against the answer on the tip of my tongue. “I’m not,” I manage, but Willo shakes her head.
“You stubborn orc.” Her smile wanes, sweet and sad. “Do you really think that I love you any less than I love him?”
My heart flutters with hope. I don’t mind that Willo loves Yamarz. In fact, I am happy that she has found two orcs that love her deeply, that will protect her against all costs. I am happy for my friend to have found someone who loves as fiercely as Willo.
“It’s hard enough to love one of us, isn’t it?” I tease with half a smirk, even though my heart throbs at the suggestion.
Her other hand presses to the side of my face, and I revel in the touch. “And somehow I’ve managed to fall in love with both of you.” The hand on the back of my neck tugs me forward, and I let her guide me. “Fiercely. Equally. Endlessly.” Her lips just barely brush mine, her eyes still locked on mine. “I love you, Duma.”
My fingers dig into her thighs as I take a breath, and then I give in completely. “I love you so much,” I exhale, wrapping my arms around her waist and pulling her against me.
She sighs against me, and I pick her up, her legs wrapping around me. Turning around, I kiss her roughly until we nearly bump into Yamarz. Willo pulls away from me, looking back at her other orc, who is grinning.
“You’re so cute when you’re flushed,” he whispers, kissing her gently.
I set her down on her feet once he pulls back, and she looks up at us standing side by side with the biggest grin on her face. “So this is okay?”
I look at Yamarz, who glances at me at the same time. In unison, we turn back to Willo. “Why wouldn’t it be?” he asks.
I shrug one shoulder. “We’ve been sharing you for this long. It’s only fair we share your heart.”
“And your home,” Yamarz interjects. When I shoot him a questioning look, he crosses his arms over his chest and raises his eyebrows. “What? Her bed is fucking huge. And comfortable.”
Willo giggles, drawing our attention. Her face is heated, and I’m tempted to snatch her back again. Yamarz actually does, tossing her over his shoulder as she yelps and he stalks to the couch. He pauses when he sees I haven’t moved, throwing a glance over his free shoulder, the one that a wiggling Willo isn’t blocking.
“Come here.”
Willo’s head pops up as he rumbles, giggles making her words barely understandable. “Yeah!” She twists in Yamarz’s grasp. “Come here.”
“Feisty,” I mutter.
“Fierce!” Willo fires back.
Yamarz chuckles as he flips her into my arms and she squeals. I take a seat and he settles on the other side of her, tilting her chin up as he stares down at her. “I don’t want you to be worried that you will lose either of us. Duma and I don’t mind sharing you, not your bed, your heart, or…” His eyes darken, and my cock twitches when I see the goosebumps run across her skin. “Your body.”
My thoughts are too focused on how magnificent that body looks taking us, and for a moment, I don’t notice the look Yamarz shoots me. But then I feel his eyes boring into me, and I jump in.
“He’s right.” I press a kiss to her forehead. “You’re our girl, and nothing is going to change that.” I lean in a little closer and drop my voice. “Unless something happens to that bed, and then I think Yamarz might be out.”
Willo giggles and Yamarz shoots me a glare with a grin. I smile, satisfied with myself as Willo leans into me, and I can’t believe how lucky I got with both of them.
29
DUMA
The feeling that has overcome me is one of indescribable happiness. Never before have I been given a sense of belonging, and with it, a sense of peace. But everything that has come before is nothing compared to what is happening right now.
Willo loves us, and we love her. We even care about each other, Yamarz and I– in our own, unique way. The three of us together are finally a family, unburdened and free to love each other as we choose.
After all that I’ve been through over the course of my life, and what we’ve been through these past few months- I never believed that this was even possible. Yet here the three of us are, laughing with each other as if the world decided to throw us a festival.