Too Many (Too 2)

“Tell us when you’re close,” I say when I look at Owen and see he’s barely hanging on.

“She’s so fucking tight,” he groans with every thrust.

“It’s impossible for us both to be in her at the same time,” I gasp when I feel her push against us.

“I’m—” Her breath hitches and she swallows. “Coming.”

I hold her still as we both slide inside and she clamps down hard on each of us. A guttural sound comes from me as I lie back and roar my release. Strong pulses around my cock pull every drop out of me and I can feel Owen release at the same time. It’s the absolute single greatest orgasm of my life and for a second I think I’m going to pass out.

“Goddamn,” Owen exhales, and then Nellie starts to laugh between us.

“Yeah, let’s do that again,” I suggest, and Owen nods.

“I’m glad I didn’t make plans for the rest of the day.” Nellie giggles again and I push a sweaty lock of hair away from her face.

“Baby girl, you better not have made plans for the rest of your life. Because now that you’re ours, we’re never letting you go.”

She looks back to Owen and gives him a quick kiss. I love seeing the affection she shows my other half because it feels like in a way it’s her kissing me, too.

“I like the sound of that,” she agrees, and Owen smiles with her.

“Let’s get in the shower,” Owen says as he wraps his hands around her waist. “I need to eat your sweet pussy again.”

“I think I might be okay with that,” Nellie says and then squeals when I spank her ass.

Today is the first day of our happily ever after.

Chapter Nine

Nellie

I lay my head against my Owen’s chest as Elijah washes my body. I don’t know how long we’ve been in here, but it’s wonderful. I hold on to Owen tight, scared this isn’t real.

“It’s real,” Owen says before he kisses the top of my head. He’s either reading my mind or thinking the same thing as me.

“We’re not going anywhere,” Elijah adds, placing a kiss on my shoulder and nipping me gently.

“This is crazy,” I admit.

“What’s fucking crazy is how long we all waited for this moment. We should have had this for years,” Elijah growls from behind me. I turn in Owen’s arms to look at him. The warm shower water rains down on us.

“You guys have really been waiting for me?” I run my hands up his chest. God, how many times have I wanted to do that over the years? Too many to remember. I’d gone on a few dates after I’d met them, but they had all been shit. To be honest I don’t know if it was the men that always sent me running or if it was just me. I came up with the craziest reasons why every man that asked me out was wrong for me.

All I could think about was Owen and Elijah. There was always this nagging feeling and now I’m pretty sure I know what that is. It was the same one I’d gotten after Elijah and I fooled around and I thought Owen didn’t know. Betrayal. Some part deep inside of me knew I belonged to both of them. How it took me so long to put that together, I have no idea.

“Since that first day we saw you, we knew,” Owen says from behind me. He pulls my body back into him. His hard cock digs into me. I still can’t believe I had both of them at the same time. They’re both big men, but my body took them in. Because I was made for them, my mind whispers.

“We knew that’s what had been missing. Owen and I tried to date a few girls in high school. Not together,” he adds quickly. “We’d come home and our skin felt like it was crawling and we thought something was wrong with us.” Elijah shakes his head, his face looking like he ate something bad. I fight a laugh because I know the feeling.

“Then you showed up and we realized it was because we were waiting for you,” Owen says.

“The woman we both wanted.” Elijah leans in and brushes his mouth against mine. I sigh against his lips.

“The woman who made us realize that we wanted to share a wife.” I turn my head to look up at Owen. I know we said this was forever, but it was a heated moment. I felt it to be true to my core, but hearing it again reassures me. I’m not crazy to want this. “Share you.” Now Owen leans down and brushes his mouth to mine. Being pressed between them is the sweetest feeling I’ve ever felt. I’m home for the first time. I never want to go back to my empty condo. This is where I belong.