She’d come to realize her acceptance of them both eased their daily life. She was thankful for so many things, it was hard to believe she’d ever forgotten about them. Often she wondered what might have been different if she hadn’t been pushed over the Falls and lost her memory. It was a waste of time, for she couldn’t change her history. What she could do was embrace the men who loved her and the woman she was becoming.
A light knock on the door pulled her from her thoughts. “Come in,” she called and turned to watch her men’s reactions to the changes in the room. This was the first time either of them had seen it finished.
“Wow, this is amazing, Maris.” Blake walked in, turning several times to take in all the changes.
“I approve, too. It’s very inviting.” Nathan stood in the doorway, looking around.
“Wait until you see the sketches of ideas for decorating the rest of the house for the holidays.” She laughed at their attempts of mock horror. “Come in and relax. I have a surprise for you both.” She waited for them to settle in the chairs before the fireplace, a tray with their wine and glasses on the ottoman between them.
“Nathan, would you pour, please?” He nodded and leaned forward to fill the waiting glasses. When they each held one, Maris cleared her throat. “Thank you both for loving me the way you do and accepting our unorthodox situation.” She reached forward to touch her glass to each of theirs. “I’m glad you both like the room. I think we’ll spend a lot of time here this winter.”
“Doing what?” Blake asked, his sexy smile apparent.
“Anything she wants,” Nathan told him.
“I have some surprises for you. Are you ready?” Both her men nodded in agreement. She put her glass back on the tray and moved to the bed. Tossing back the cover, she let them see her new collection of toys. “Some are for you to use on me.” She picked up two realistic looking dildos and held them forward. “These are for you to use on me so I’ll be full when I suck your cocks.” Both men nodded in agreement. “These two,” she held up two glass dildos with graduating rings, “are for me to use on you when I suck your cocks.”
“Maris?” Nathan’s cheeks turned red, and she smiled brightly. “Relax, Nat, I promise to be gentle.” Her laugh told them she might be exaggerating.
“I’m game,” Blake said, finishing his wine. “Where do you want to start?”
“How about with these?” Maris slid the straps of her gown from her shoulders until the top draped low, exposing her breasts. “What do you think?”
“I think I need to suck one,” Blake said, reaching forward to touch the gold ring piercing her nipple. Hanging from the ring was a small gold letter. Her left breast ring boasted the letter
B
. The right boasted the letter
N
. Using her fingers, she massaged her breasts, pinching her nipples, her groan low and throaty.
“That’s why you wouldn’t let us near you these last days.” Blake said, accepting her behavior.
“I wanted to surprise you.”
“I’m surprised and delighted. When do I get to suck mine?” Nathan asked, rubbing his hands together.
“One more thing,” she said, and took a step back so they could both see her full form. Maris used her fingers to lift the material of her gown until it revealed her newly shaved crotch.
“Oh, man,” Blake said, licking his lips.
“Whatever you want, Maris.” Nathan dropped to his knees and reached to her. Not to be left out, Blake moved behind her, his hands cupping her buttocks.
“Still want to see them pink?” she asked, turning to look at Blake.
“Oh, yeah.”
“It will cost you,” she said with her own wicked grin crossing her lips. Nathan reached forward and let just the tip of his tongue touch her clit. He sat back and reached for the toys she put on the tray, handing one to Blake.
“Wait, there’s something else,” she said and let her gown fall. She moved to the fireplace mantel and handed each man a small box. They glanced toward each other and back to their gifts. “Go ahead,” she prompted.
They opened their boxes at the same time. Nathan drew a swift breath as his face heated a second time. “Maris?”
“Blake?” She turned to see his expression.
“I’m game,” he told her, his finger touching the small gold ring with a small initial charm attached. Both held a charm with an
M
dangling from it.
“Next week when I get my cycle, we can have your cocks pierced.” She laughed as she looked from one to the other. “Don’t worry, it won’t hurt too much.”
“Where?” Nathan’s voice had cracked when he asked.
“At the base of your cock, so when I swallow you I can tease it with my tongue.” She waited for him to say no but he didn’t, surprising her.
“Hell,” Nathan said, resigned to the fact he’d actually let her pierce his cock with the initial ring. “If I can stand being shot, I suppose I can stand having my cock pierced.”
“Damn, I’m hard just thinking about it,” Blake added, dropping his hand to rub his hard on.
“That’s my men,” she said, and let the straps of her gown fall all the way down her arms. The material caught on her hips, and she wiggled until it fell to her feet. She leaned forward, noting how the nipple ring charms dangled when she bent. Grabbing the two toys, she handed one to each man. “Shall we start?” she asked.
THE END
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Louisa became hooked on paperback romance novels as a teen. Before cable TV arrived, babysitting after school was boring. She chose a Harlequin novel and never looked back.
As an adult, she took writing seminars and classes to craft her own skills. She kept journals and notebooks filled with story ideas and bits of dialogue, along with settings and observations.
Finally retired from her full time job, she ventured to put her notes in order. The end result was
Claudia’s Men
, her first romance novel with a twist.
She realized her writing stepped beyond normal boundaries and became erotica. Exploring these new directions has been enlightening in many ways. The author looks forward to researching her next ménage novel.
Also by Louisa Neil
Ménage and More:
Claudia’s Men
Ménage Amour:
The Stagers
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