for myself in a male dominated field. I kept my gender under wraps until I was
able to let my expertise speak for itself. But I was knocked off my axis when I
ran into Arden, the man I had compared all men to since our one night together.
Now he was taken—by another man—a very dominant man.
her. From the very beginning, Daimen and I agreed to our non-traditional
life—two men loving one another until we found that woman we could claim as
ours. Now, she was standing in front of me, unaware she was a marked woman.
submitted to me, was a dream come true. That was until a sexy and sassy blonde
entered our life and turned it upside down. I see something in her that scared
me. But I would make her mine, mine and Arden’s. Claiming hatred would follow
us everywhere, Elliot fought us at every turn.
ever after or will she leave us heartbroken?
much, right now, honey.”
took him by the hand and led him to the couch that was in our room close to the
foot of the bed. “Thank fuck! I told you I wanted to partake in a little bit of
you.” Arden grinned. I took the lube next to the end table by our couch.
“You’re my life, Daimen. It’ll always be you and me,” he said, holding my face.
“And when Elliot is ours, my love for you won’t change, but seeing you the way
you were with her tonight will make me love you more—kind and sweet and so not
like the hardass I fell in love with.”
his body against the couch. With one thrust, his moan elicited a desire to go
deeper and explore every part of him. “You feel so good. Fuck.” My movements
increased, but I had to let loose—it was going to be one of those nights
between us. Circling one hand around him, I stroked his cock fast. My teeth
sank into his skin, a little love bite that caused him to grow against my
touch. Arden loved it rough like that.
sheets had Arden whipping his head back. “Um, babe, I think we have company,”
he interjected, his eyes, following the shadow behind us.
find the sweet spot in my man. With one last thrust, I came so hard, and it set
off Arden too. With both of us working through our orgasms, I brought Arden
with me as I turned to Ell. “Beautiful, you okay?” I asked, casually, in the
hopes that we didn’t send her running for the hills. “Ell, I hope we
didn’t scare you.”
simply stated. “You love each other so much, that’s obvious, but seeing it like
on his neck, I let go of him, closing the space between Ell and myself. Holding
her close to my naked body, I asked, “It didn’t freak you out?”
mother, veteran and a wife of a cancer survivor. Originally with a degree in
education, she started writing as an outlet that has led to a deep passion. She
lugs her computer with her as she crafts her next story. Her imaginary
friends become real on her pages as she creates a world for them. She loves
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