Clifford Arbor: The Seduction of Raven Peters (13 page)

"Wait until I say you can fuck that cunt," Jackson whispered.

Raven felt Harley preparing himself for penetration, his cock positioned right at her entrance.

"You want this, honey?" Harley asked.

Raven smiled, tears welling in her eyes.

"I’ve never been sure of anything in my life but of this I’m absolutely certain." One hand touched the palm resting on Harley’s shoulder and with her other hand she caressed Harley’s cheek.

"Now," the growl erupted from Jackson.

Harley thrust his dick inside her wet dripping channel. Al three of them cried as they made love. Jackson moved within Harley and Harley moved within her body. Hot, hard and heavy.

Al of them moved in time. As Jackson pushed inside, Harley thrust inside of her. Screams and cries fil ed the air. Pants and gasps. Moans and groans.

They moved together. As they all came close to their release, their movement increased.

Harley pulsed first, shooting his seed into the latex, Raven seconds behind him and finally Jackson crying out, the noise vibrating in their ears.

"You’re ours now," Harley told her.

Raven woke up to find Harley on her left and Jackson on her right. Both men holding her, comforting her, loving her. Raven smiled, content to lie between them. She watched both men sleep, Harley with a hint of a smile, relaxed and happy to have her breast and one of his legs over hers holding her in place, almost as if he was afraid she’d sneak off. She turned her attention to the larger man, his arm underneath her head giving her a pillow for her to sleep. It also allowed him to hold Harley. Touching both of his lovers, Raven and Harley.

Even in his sleep he looked so serious.

His eyes opened, catching her watching him.

"Hello, sleepy head," she whispered.

"Hey, baby. Did you sleep well?"

"The best night of my life," Raven admitted.

Jackson chuckled, the hand on her breast squeezing and she gasped at the heightened sensitivity.

"Your body is already responding to its master," he said.

"It seems that way."

"I think your body likes me, Raven." His palm opened flat out, moving with delicate slowness down her body, pressing into her stomach.

"The mere touch of my hand and you’re shaking for more." His palm rested just above her naked slit.

She couldn’t move. She couldn’t do anything but stare into his eyes. He knew the power he had over her body and he was using it all to his advantage.

"What about Harley?" she asked.

"He’s awake." His eyes moved from hers to the other man’s. "How did you sleep?"

Raven turned her head to find Harley watching them.

"Are we about to get it on?" Harley pressed his body to hers, the bonus of having two men in her bed. Not blowing her own trumpet but she knew with Harley it would be only moments before he was as hard as Jackson and ready for another round of fun.

"It seems you need a little extra time," she teased, lowering her eyes to his state of arousal.

"Give me a second, sweetheart and I’ll be more than ready. Just seeing you and this body, already I’m close to exploding and I’m not fully awake yet."

"Charmer."

"Give me one minute and I’l show you what I can do."

"Promises?"

"Hold it you two," Jackson interrupted the banter between Raven and Harley. "No one’s getting anything on until she agrees to marry us."

The bombshell made everyone in the bed fall silent. Raven didn’t know what to say. Out of all the things she could have expected, a marriage proposal wasn’t one of them. One night of sex and Jackson was already proposing? What would he actually do after a week of sex?

"Jackson..." Harley stretched, obviously trying to get his head round what his boyfriend had just said.

"No, Harley, we’ve waited long enough. This is our woman, you know it and I know it."

Jackson was determined and Raven could see he wouldn’t accept no for an answer.

"Jackson, it’s only been a few days, buddy," Harley tried to reason with him.

"I know in my heart she’s the one Harley. Don’t you?"

Harley hesitated, glancing from Raven to Jackson, clearly uncomfortable with what Jackson was discussing.

"You know how I feel, Jackson."

"Look, you don’t have to make up feelings just because I’m here," Raven said.

"We’re not," both men replied in unison.

"What the hell is going on then, ‘cause I don’t want to get between you two. I’m happy for us to be like this."

"Baby, I promise there is nothing wrong with me. I want you and I would love to have you in my life. I just don’t want to scare you off with that big lummox pushing you into something you don’t want." Harley stroked her hair assuring her of his feelings.

"I don’t know if I love you," Raven scarily admitted to both men. She felt something, she knew she did but what she felt she had no idea. The whole thought of life without these men left a horrible rancid ache in her chest. Could that be love?

"I love you, Raven." Jackson brought her hand to his heart. "Feel that beat? It’s beating for you and for Harley. I’m not getting any younger and I know you two are the two people in the world I want to be with."

"Wow, that’s really something, man." Harley leaned over her and kissed him. Raven could see the love between the two men. She’d be blind to miss such emotion. Harley then turned his eyes to her. "I’m with him, baby. I’ve been watching you this past month and just by looking at you I fell in love, lust at first but it has to be love."

"How can it be love in a few days, though?" That was the one thing she doubted. This could just be high levels of really great sex and not the deep, consuming love she was hoping it to be.

"We’re lucky, Raven." Jackson whispered into her ear. Harley nodded in agreement. "Do you know how long it took Chase, Lawrence and Emily?"

She shook her head.

"They knew in one look. She came back from college and walked onto the job site to say hi to them and Chase and Lawrence lost their heart and soul to that woman. You’ve seen how they are together. Can you mistake the love between them?"

Raven was touched by the story between the first three way couple she’d met. She shook her head. She couldn’t mistake the love shining brightly like a beacon between all of them.

"Give us a try," begged Jackson.

Raven felt Harley nod against her shoulder. She looked between the two men, begging her to be part of their lives, worshiping her body and loving her in a way one single man could not.

How could she refuse these two men?

The truth is she couldn’t.

"What about, Patricia?" Raven wondered what that woman could do to destroy the growing love between them.

"Let’s just say Patricia, has finally been given the incentive to leave Clifford Arbor," Jackson said.

****

In truth, after dropping Raven home last night and making sure Harley was safely tucked into bed, Jackson had gone and hunted the witch down. He just couldn’t accept the way she’d attacked his woman. He was not the type of man to live with that threat hanging over his head.

Jackson had found his ex-wife in the most expensive hotel in Clifford Arbor.

What surprised him was when he’d entered her room she was crying on the floor, drunk
and practically sobbing her heart out. The next surprise was the picture of Tyler she was
sobbing over. His younger brother was smiling, looking every bit the carefree, loving young
man he’d been. Patricia had looked at him like a broken woman. Never before had he seen
her look so wounded.

"He’s gone," she howled in pain, clutching the picture to her heart.

Jackson shut the door behind him and went to sit beside her, the alcohol fumes hitting him
in the face.

"What are you doing, Patricia?" Jackson kept his voice calm.

"I don’t know anymore," she said, tears falling without interruption down her face.

"You shouldn’t have attacked Raven," he told her.

She chuckled, the sound bitter and hysterical.

"She has the love of two men while I have the love of no man." She shook her head,
dropping the picture and picking up another.

"He’s gone."

"Don’t you think I know that?" she yelled, launching an attack on him. He held her off,
holding her wrists.

"You kil ed him," Jackson accused, allowing his own anger to come forward.

"I know that. He wanted to marry me. He wanted to be everything to me."

"What the hell happened?" Jackson realized he’d only ever blamed her for Tyler but he’d
never understood what had actually happened between them.

"We went out driving to that little secluded picnic place near the cliffs. Everything was going
fine, we made love and I knew how I felt. Even though I’d married you, it was the biggest
mistake of my life. He asked me to marry him, to divorce you. I agreed. I knew you hated
me and wanted Harley. No one could mistake your feelings for each other." She stopped to
take a long gulp of cheap whiskey. Jackson would have gladly thrown up but he felt he
needed to be here to hear all this.

"What happened next? I would’ve given you a divorce."

"He wanted children. He started talking about a family and how many children we were
going to have and what it would be like."

"What was so wrong with him planning your future?"

She howled into her hands.

"I can’t have children. How could I allow myself to marry a man who wanted to have a
house full of children when I couldn’t give them to him? I shouldn’t have, I hate myself for
what I did. I told him he was a baby and I wouldn’t leave my meal ticket when I could have
you and him. I hurt him. He went off the rails, leaving me on the cliff."

She bowed her head, the tears choking off any other sound she made.

Jackson felt like he’d ruined years of his life. Patricia had in fact been trying to spare his
brother the disappointment of her inability to have children.

He knew how Tyler wanted a family more than anything and he would have found another
way. But to have the woman he loved speak like that would have blown him over the edge.

"He phoned me moments before the crash. He was drunk, drugged and so alone. I should
have been in that car with him. I shouldn’t have left him. He told me that no matter what
happened he would always love me. I heard him scream and then nothing."

Jackson thought he’d gotten the worst end of the stick by having to identify his brother.

Patricia had been on the phone while his brother came to his final end. He couldn’t hate
her. He wanted to hate her but the admission explained everything. It explained her
nastiness. She was alive and Tyler wasn’t.

Tyler had left her alone.

"I don’t know why I attacked Raven. I don’t know why I even bother causing you pain. I hate
myself but I don’t even know where he has been laid to rest. You never told me."

Jackson reached out to her, cuddling her against the pain of the past. He held her while she
lost years of guilt, pain and remorse. The truth she’d given him had finally set him free and
he could live life knowing it wasn’t his fault. It wasn’t really her fault. If Tyler had been the
type of man to calm down and think his actions through he would have figured out what was
bothering Patricia.

Once her tears subsided, Jackson took her to see where he’d laid Tyler to rest, next to his
mother and father. She’d bleated at the grave, just kneeling and begging for forgiveness.

An hour later she got up and hugged him.

"I’m sorry and tell your woman I’m sorry, too. I’m going to go now."

"What did you do with all the money I gave you?"

"I gave it an organization that helps men and women who have lost their partner and need
help in the world. It’s small but it’s worth it."

"Keep giving them money, I’ll supply it."

She nodded and left them.

"There were no pictures, were there?"

"Not one. I loved him. I wouldn’t do that to him. I’m leaving now but can I come back and
visit him?"

Jackson nodded. Finally after so many years he felt the world was at peace again.

****

Jackson smiled at Raven and Harley. He would tell them in time. They didn’t need to have this moment ruined by mistakes of the past.

"Patricia has moved on and we should as well."

Harley and Raven smiled at each other and then at Jackson.

"Alright, let’s give us a go," Raven said.

Five years later...

"I cannot believe I ever doubted us." Raven glanced out across the view of the ocean. The golden sand glistened, begging her to lie down and rest in the heat of the sun.

"That was your first mistake, baby. Doubting us? Please, we’re amazing." Harley circled her swollen belly with his fingertips, nibbling her sensitive neck. Her nipples, already tender with pregnancy, peaked painfully with his loving tease.

"Where’s Jackson?" Raven moaned, leaning back against him.

"Putting Paul to sleep. The little guy is exhausted," Harley chuckled into her neck. Paul was a little spitfire with his dads’ good looks and his mother’s charm. A deadly combination.

Raven felt sorry for the girls who would catch his attention when he was older. She would have to be careful of the teenage girls coming to call.

"He’s amazing, isn’t he?" Raven said.

Harley mumbled his agreement.

"And soon he’l have a little brother or sister."

"He’s asleep." Jackson came out to the patio. He kissed Harley then Raven, stroking her belly.

"I’m pleased both of you are here. I went for my scan this morning and the Doctor found two heartbeats," Raven admitted.

Raven watched both men tense and laughed.

"Are all three of you okay?" Jackson asked her, concern etched on his face.