Brody looked over at me, and I tried to think back to that exchange through Hannah’s eyes. “I admit, I felt threatened,” I said. “But only because I didn’t know about it. I felt like I was walking in on a secret.”
“I’m sorry.” She stared down, and I hated seeing her so beaten by her feelings. And mine, because I didn’t handle everything right.
“Come here.” I lifted her out of Brody’s arms and placed her in my lap, straddling me so she was forced to look at me directly. Holding her chin with my thumb as my fingers wrapped around the back of her neck to make sure she didn’t hide. “I won’t lie to you and say I’m not scared of this change. Because I’m human, and any change that might threaten this relationship is terrifying to me. Since I was a teenager, I knew I wanted to spend the rest of my life with you. And once Brody and I stopped trying to get you to choose between us, I knew he was going to be a partner in this life too, right next to you, for life. So the fact that you potentially want something else outside of this trio is unsettling, but it’s not impossible.”
“I don’t want anything else.” She slid her hands up my chest and around the back of my neck. “I just want you and Brody.” She grabbed his hand and held onto him as she leaned forward to kiss me. “Forever. Just like this.”
I yielded to her need to find a balance in life again, even though I growled in frustration at her obvious attempt to backpedal and bury everything she had unearthed about herself. “Although I don’t believe you, I’m willing to set aside the conversation for now. Because I’ve been gone for thirteen days, and I miss you both more than I thought was possible.”
A friend of ours was opening a custom shop in Ohio, so I went out to help him get it set up and organize the opening. But being separated from Brody and Hannah for that long was the worst thing in the world, and I hated it more than anything.
“I missed you too.” She kissed me again, and this time she ran her tongue over my bottom lip, teasing me with just the simple touch. Anytime our girl used tongue in a kiss, meant she was needing something more than just a kiss. It was always her tell, and my body reacted instantly to her call for love. “Our bed was empty without you.”
Brody snickered next to us and leaned in, kissing her neck while putting his hand on the back of my mine, massaging the muscles. “Don’t act like I didn’t keep you warm in his absence.”
She pulled back and smiled at him. “You gave me many wonderful orgasms too, but you know what I mean.”
“I do.” He kissed her, biting her lip in his dominating way and making her whimper as her body rocked forward in my lap before he turned his face to me and kissed me. “I know exactly what she means.”
Brody’s affection was always rough and needy, where Hannah’s was always sensual and erotic, and I was so fucking torn about what way I wanted them at that exact moment.
“I need to fuck.” I stated plainly, “One of you is going to take it tonight and I can’t guarantee that I can be gentle. Because I haven’t had a single orgasm in thirteen days, and I’m aching for release.”
I watched the stress of the day melt out of Hannah’s eyes as my girl let her desire to please take over her thoughts. “I can help with that.”
“Can you?” I questioned and then protested as she slid out of my arms. “This seems counterintuitive.”
“Give me a few minutes, then join me in the bedroom.” She winked at me and blew a kiss to Brody before running into the house and up the stairs.
I lost sight of her when she turned the corner at the top of the stairs, and I glanced at Brody. “You think she’s going to use sex to distract us into thinking she isn’t missing something?”
“Of course she will.” He sighed, leaning back on the bench and adjusting his already growing erection. “But that doesn’t mean we’re going to let her deflect.” He looked back at me. “If she wants a girl, are we going to give that to her?”
“I’d give her the moon if she asked for it.” I replied confidently, meaning every single word.
“And if she asks for Lex, will you let her have that?” He raised his brow at me. “Because that’s the part you seem to be hung up on.”
“There’s something about her I can’t put my finger on.”
“Lex? Like what?”
I groaned, rubbing my hand over my face as I admitted something that crossed my mind on the way home while my world spun out of control. “Like she may be the absolute best mix of you, me, and Hannah, all wrapped up in one sexy as fuck package.” I hated admitting that she was sexy because it felt like a betrayal to Hannah.
“That doesn’t sound like a bad thing.” Brody shrugged, trying to imagine it.
“It does if she can give Hannah everything she needs. Eliminating her need for us.” That was my biggest fear, to be honest. She was feminine and sensual, able to give Hannah that womanly style of touch. But she was also dominant and alpha, and if she could give Hannah that as well, what would she need us for?
Brody scoffed, standing up and holding his hand out to help me up, pulling me to my feet. “There’s one thing that girl can’t give Hannah, even if she tried.” He stated, and I raised my brow questioningly. “Dick. Even the best strap-on won’t replace the way we feel when we’re buried deep inside our girl.”
I snorted and shook my head, trying to find peace in his confidence. “Maybe.” I opened the screen door and went inside. “I hope we never have to find out.”
“Oh, boys!” Hannah’s sweet honey voice called from upstairs, replacing any doubt with need inside my brain. “I’m ready if you are.”
“Oh, I’m fucking ready.” Brody grinned, rubbing his hands together as he started for the stairs.
I leaped forward, cutting him off and taking the stairs two at a time as he started chasing me. “Get in line, fuck wad. I’m first.”
“Asshole.” He cursed, grabbing my shirt, and trying to shove me into the wall to get past me on the way to the bedroom.
Hannah’s girly giggle sounded from the bedroom as we crashed into the door frames and walls lining the hall on our way to her. “No fighting, or I’ll make you both sit in the corner and watch.”
We made it through the door at the same time, nearly getting stuck with our wide shoulders wedged. When we cleared the frame, we both froze, transfixed by the sight before us. She lay in the center of our bed, propped up on the pillows, wearing a pink nightgown. It pushed her breasts up and I could see her nipples through the thin lace covering them. Licking the pads of her fingers, she spread her legs, bent her knees, and then ran her fingers over her clit.
“Hannah.” I growled, stiffening to a rock in my jeans as I watched her show.
“Care to join me?” She licked her lips as she ran her dainty fingers through her wet pussy lips.
“Bet I can get her to scream my name first.” Brody challenged, pulling open the button on his jeans and shoving them down as he walked to the end of the bed.
“Game on.” I agreed, pulling my shirt off over the back of my head and tossing it at him.
Chapter 8 – Brody
Iwasn’t an idiot; I knew Hannah was trying to distract us from her big revelation with sex. We were men after all; it was easy to see why she’d try. But she forgot that Knox and I had spent the last decade being not just lovers, but best friends with her.
We knew that girl inside and out, and we knew exactly what she needed, too.
Honesty.
