Filling up the Virgin (A Menage Romance) Page 4

  It was perfect. I wondered when it would end, leaving me in a normal life all over again.

  The fourth weekend I arrived at the hotel that Friday night, I walked into room service and a bottle of champagne. I raised an eyebrow as I glanced at Braden by the window on the phone and Declan coming in from the bedroom. “What’s all this?”

  “We wanted to make it a special night,” Declan told me as I tilted my head at him.

  “Okay. What’s the occasion?” I asked as I set my purse down and glanced around. We’d been out to eat several times at some of the best places in the city, so that wasn’t a surprise. It was the intimacy of this meal and the vibe in the air.

  “Champagne?” Braden asked as he made a show of popping the cork and pouring the liquid into three heavy glasses. He handed one to his brother and me and paused for a moment before smiling. “Here’s to us.”

  “Us,” I repeated as I sipped the bubbly liquid. I thought back to the last few weekends together and picked them apart as Declan got dinner ready for us, remembering kinkier sex than meaningful conversation. Was there anything to celebrate or were they sending me out this way? Perhaps it was over, and they were doing it right. Would they handle the end this way?

  The idea choked me up, and I set the glass as I excused myself to use the bathroom. I closed the door and took a deep breath as I tried to figure out what I’d say if they said we were over. I knew that this wasn’t a normal situation by any means, but for us, it seemed to work. I spend time with the brothers alone as well as together, laughing end enjoying myself apart from the addicting sex.

  I was falling for them, both of them. I knew it all along from the first night with Declan, even with all the unusual things I’d done with them. The spanking, the stripper, and a ménage were not me, but I was welcoming of it because I loved them. It turned me on for them to see those things and how much they affected me. I was in love with them and realistically, I wouldn’t end up with one of them much less both.

  Nicki called me out on this the previous night. We met for drinks at a local bar, and she took one look at me before she accused me of falling for the brothers. I admitted it, and she looked at me sadly as she told me bluntly that it could never work out. That was Nicki’s style, though I usually saw the positive side of her. This was devastatingly honest and probably accurate. I cried for the first time as she hugged me and we talked about how I was going to handle this. I initially wanted to skip the weekend with them, giving myself space but as Friday crept past me, I knew I’d be there.

  I put on a black dress with a tight skirt, longer than normal with heels. I’d lost a little weight with the activity with the brothers, and my curves were tighter now. I knew that they were attracted to me and that I didn’t need to change, where I felt uncertain with James. This was refreshing, and I didn’t want it to end.

  I dried my eyes and made myself look as normal as possible before returning to the living room. They looked up, and I smiled as I slipped into a chair at the table. “What’s on the menu?”

  I watched as Declan slipped a plate of steak and a potato with some vegetables in front of me and looked into my face. “Are you okay?” He asked me worriedly as Braden laughed from the window, on the phone again.

  Yeah, of course. Long week,” I brushed off his concern and sipped the champagne that he handed me. He looked over at his brother for a moment and then cut the steak on his own plate. “Are you guys okay?”

  “Fine,” he told me as he grinned and looked me over. I shot him a curious glance as I took a bite of the steamed broccoli and chewed slowly.

  Braden joined us, and we discussed our weeks as we ate, even though we’d knowingly seen each other on separate occasions. I sometimes wondered if it bothered them that I slept with them on my own and spent time intimately with each one of them. They seemed to be sharing a secret as they looked at one another several times and I longed to know what it was as I kept a calm expression on my face.

  When dinner was made, they pushed everything aside, and Braden held out his hand as I smiled at him. “Come, my lady,” he said as my mind went right to the gutter.

  “I hope to do that in many ways,” I murmured as he led me to the bedroom, where Declan had candles set around the room as I took a slow look around.

  “Oh, you will,” he promised me as his hands slid up my sides, making me shiver.

  “What’s the occasion?” I asked as he unbuttoned my dress and slipped it down my legs.

  “We’ve been seeing each other for a month now, all of us,” Declan said as he stepped out of the bathroom and I met his gaze. “I can honestly say that’s never been that case with any woman, much less one that we’ve both enjoyed.” He glanced at Braden, and they seemed to share a thought. “We’ve come up with something together that we’d like to discuss with you.”

  “Okay,” I replied as I kicked the dress aside and moved to sit on the bed. I was wearing my bra and underwear, and in the past, I’d be embarrassed but not now. Not anymore. I’d be comfortable in my own skin near anybody now, even though they’re the only ones I wanted.

  “We could give a woman anything, Polly. We’ve just never chosen to in the past,” Braden said as I met his eyes. “You’re different. We want to offer you everything, starting with an intern position at the publishing company we own until you graduate. After that, you’ll be an editor, the head of that staff.” I widened my eyes as him as I felt someone move behind me. Declan wrapped his arms around my waist, and I felt his bare skin against mine.

  “A job?” They owned one of the most successful publishing companies in the city, and it would be a good name on my resume.

  “There’s more,” Declan said behind me as he pulled me against him and unhooked my bra over my chest slowly. “We’re buying a place here in the city, a brownstone that’s located near the business. We want you to move in with us so you can relax and finish school before you start working.”

  “What else?” I asked breathlessly as I felt his lips on my neck. My legs were parted as Braden leaned forward just as Declan pulled me back. Everything was so fluid with us, and I moaned as Braden’s tongue stroked my pussy slowly.

  “We want you to be ours,” Declan said, his breath hot against my neck. “Both of ours.” His hands covered my breasts and cupped them firmly as I spread my legs to offer Braden more.

  “All of us? Together?” I whispered as my body eased towards a release.

  “Yes. It’s not common, but it will work with us. You’re perfect for the both of us, Polly. You make us both happy.” I smiled at Declan’s words as I looked down at his brother between my legs, knowing that I was happy too. Was happy even the word to use when I was moving in with two brothers?

  There was a feeling of celebration once I’d accepted their offer and Braden took me on my knees as I had Declan in my mouth. My ass was red from the new paddle, and I came harder than ever before, knowing that they were mine.

  We lay in bed afterward, talking about the apartment. It was big in true Michaels style, taking up an entire floor to itself on the sixteenth floor. It had five bedrooms and a spacious living room with a fireplace and all the luxuries that I could possibly want. It sounded beautiful, and I kissed them both as I smiled. “Are you sure?” I asked as they laughed.

  “We’ve never been surer of anything in our life.” It was Declan speaking, but I knew that they both felt that way. I knew they were close from the first night we met, sharing much more than blood. They shared life and interests, businesses and a fortune. They shared me.

  “And us…what if this ends at some time? What will happen?” I asked hesitantly as I snuggled against both.

  “I don’t think it will,” Braden told me as I smiled. “But if it should, we’ll be adults about things. We’ll figure it out. I just don’t think it will happen.”

  “I love you,” I whispered, finally setting the words free. “Both of you.”

  “I love you,” Declan told me, moving between my legs as he ki
ssed me and slipped inside of me. I let him make love to me as I held Braden’s hand tightly, crying out with my intense release before Braden pulled me over his body. It was his turn, and I made love to him, riding him with whimpers and moans as he gripped my ass tightly. Oddly enough, my orgasms with both were so similar, my feelings parallel.

  I slept there for the weekend, going to see the apartment on Sunday as I looked around the large space. My apartment would fit inside of it, and there would still be room. It was beautiful. I returned to my apartment Sunday evening and wandered around as I considered giving it up for the new life. I’d not only be with one man but two, together. I wondered what I’d tell people. Nicki knew what we were doing, but this was a bigger step and so soon. She didn’t even live with Rob yet, and they were going on six months. How would she react once I had to tell her what was happening?

  I knew that I wasn’t moving right away as the apartment was having renovations done and wouldn’t be ready until Valentine’s Day, a month and a half from now. I had time to mull this over, though I was planning on staying with them in the hotel as much as possible. I just had to figure out how to share this part of my life.

  CHAPTER 7

  I started staying at the hotel while the apartment was getting fixed up. Everything was moving quickly, and I looked forward to the nights with my men, who were always there with me. We’d fuck until we’d pass out, but there was meaning to it now that we were together. We told one another that we loved each other freely and I felt the intensity of it every time they touched me.

  To spend time with Nicki, I went to the bar to hang out with her and Rob with Braden and Declan in tow. She knew about us and grudgingly accepted it, though I could see her looking at us oddly from time to time. I was affectionate with both brothers, and I knew that rumors were flying, some negative about how they were sleeping with other women beyond me. There would always be rumors, though this was the first time that I was exposed to them. James’ extracurricular activities were small time compared to being with billionaire brothers with a tainted reputation.

  We met for dinner one night, and I looked at her across the table. “What is it?”

  “Everyone is talking about you, Poe. They’re saying how foolish you are and even worse,” her eyes showed her pain, and I sipped my drink as I glanced around the small restaurant. “They’re calling you their whore.”

  “If someone spoke of your relationship with Rob this way, would you take it to heart or keep on?” I asked as she frowned and looked thoughtfully at me. “I am in love with them, Nicki. They are in love with me. It’s not traditional, I know, but it’s what we want. Just be happy for me.”

  “They’re your first everything, Polly. How do you even know that?” Nicki asked as I looked at her. My cheerful best friend was worried about me, and I reached my hand across the table to hold hers. “I don’t want you to get hurt.”

  “If I do, it will be worth all of this. They’ve given me life, Nicki. They’ve given me a future, where before I was down so much of the time. Don’t you remember?” I asked as she nodded. “I am not obsessed with my parents anymore or worried about James. Fuck, I’m happy that he found someone else and moved on. So did I.”

  “Oh, wow. I’ve never heard you use that word before.” She covered her mouth and laughed.

  “I use it a lot now,” I winked at her and Nicki laughed harder.

  “You are happier, and I love this edge,” she told me as we held hands across the table. “Fuck the rumors?”

  “Fuck all of the rumors,” I agreed in a loud voice, causing several pairs of eyes to look our way before we both gave in to the giggles.

  Things eased between us from then on. She joined us at the hotel for dinner with Rob, and in that element, they all got along very well. The men were both in the business world and knew each other already, to begin with, so once Nicki was comfortable, Rob seemed to relax. She and I acted like our usual selves and I could see that Declan and Braden enjoyed seeing me laugh, letting go of things. They were all too aware of the rumors, but it wasn’t their first time in dealing with them. My boys had a wild past, something that I struggled with from time to time. It was what it was, though, and I was assured nightly that I was all that they wanted now. I just had to bask in that and let go of what people were saying since I’d been assured that something new would come along soon. I’d seen it dozens of times, and I trusted in the words of those closest to me.

  I visited my mother at her apartment in Long Island on the way to see the twins one weekend, and she poured some tea as she looked at me. I knew that she and Daddy were fighting over finances still and that she was hurting because he had a girlfriend, which explained the circles under her eyes. “You look happy,” she told me and I knew that it was true. All I had to do was compare pictures now and then, and I sipped the tea as I decided what to say to her.

  “Well, I am. I have a new internship at a publisher in the city which will be a job when I graduate. It’s what I wanted.” She nodded, and I knew the old version of Mom would be so happy and proud of me. “I am seeing someone now as well.”

  “Who is he?” She asked as she looked at me, her eyes matching mine.

  “You’ll meet…him sooner or later,” I told her as I smiled. I wasn’t ready to drop the truth on her, and I looked around the apartment. The house was up for sale since she couldn’t afford it with her office job and Dad wanted to get something in the city. “How about you, Mom? Are you seeing anyone?”

  “No, Polly. When do I have time? I think that all I do is work and sleep,” she said, a look of irritation on her face.

  “You’re beautiful, Mom. Don’t let the stupid thing that Dad did take that away from you,” I told her as her face softened. “It’s just a part of your life.” She used to have friends and a whole life apart from her marriage, and I knew that she could again. “Just live and see what you find. You’re doing okay here, right?”

  “I’m making it. I have the bills and food on the table. I just haven’t felt like going out too much.” She nodded as I smiled.

  “Try, Mom. You deserve more than just this.”

  “When did you become so strong?” Her words took me by surprise, and I smiled for a moment.

  I’m not that strong. I just try to stay positive.” I told her as she took a deep breath.

  “Brenda asked me to lunch next weekend. Maybe I should just go,” she said as I nodded. I made a mental note to ask the guys if we could take her to dinner some night before I left, hugging her tightly. There was a time when we were closer before her and Dad started having issues, and I could still see the beautiful fifty-year-old woman that she was.

  I headed on to the house and was met by Braden at the door, hugging him tightly. “How’s your mom?” He asked as he took my hand and led me into the large brick home. It was beautiful and close to the water, and we were all fond of spending time out here.

  “I think she’ll be okay. I told her to let go of stuff and try to move on.” He nodded as he looked at me. They both knew about my parents and all that was happening with the situation, being there for me when I needed them. They knew all of me and loved me all the same. I was learning about them and their sometimes-troubled life with their greedy and demanding father, the past that led them to their reputation and all the women, seeking approval from them. I understood it now.

  I understood that they were wealthy, but I wasn’t with them for that. I loved them for who they were inside. They seemed happy with that and in that case, so was I.

  “I’d like to take her to dinner out here sometime. All of us. I know that it will shock her, but maybe she’ll accept it. She’s such a great woman.” I still spoke to my dad, but I told him I was disappointed in his cheating on Mom with one of the assistants at his dental practice. I told him not to be such an ass and to take care of mom like she did for him for so long.

  “Hopefully, he’ll step forward and take care of her. Hell, if he doesn’t, we will.” I smiled at Brade
n as Declan walked into the room.

  “What will we do?”

  “Help her mom,” Braden said as I walked over to kiss his brother.

  “She’s not okay?” Declan asked as he looked at me.

  “She’s okay in the apartment. I just know that she makes all the bills herself when he’s a fucking dentist. He could help her a bit and not even miss it.” I shook my head. “He lives near the apartment in the city, and she’s in that little complex. She should at least be in a house near her friends where she could do her gardening. He could swing that and let her relax a little.” My father was a stubborn ass, living the high life in Manhattan with his girlfriend that was just a few years older than I was. He forgot about what he left behind somewhere along the way.

  “That sounds nice,” Declan said as he took his hand and kissed my hair. “Is that what you want?”

  “Not all of the time. I was a school nerd, remember?” I said as I looked at them. This was the part of us that most people didn’t understand. We had a relationship that was about helping each other, nut just sex. That was just a bonus, and I’d learned things about myself along the way. It is just what everyone wanted to focus on. “This place is perfect to wind down in, but I love the city as well.”

  “Agreed,” Braden said as I laughed.

  We ended up making dinner together and eating on the couch as we watched a movie. We planned on going to lunch the following day, but tonight I just wanted to be with them. I pulled them to the bedroom when the movie ended, stripping Braden first as I pushed him back to take him in my mouth. He was hard and filled me the way that I loved as he gripped my hair and rocked with me. Declan was sitting and watching us, stroking his cock as Braden came in my throat. I loved that they both wanted to watch me and it was Declan that pushed me onto my back before he took me hard and deep. It was Declan whose name I cried this time, though it could be Braden’s tomorrow. I never knew but I both loved them so much, and it didn’t matter.