Chapter Twenty Four — Katie

I was in Rachel’s room. I read online and through a few books that some twins, especially with dizygotic twins, go through a stage when they do not want to be with their twin all the time. We naturally assumed it would never be the case, but it was clear every single day that Rachel didn’t like being around Steven.

She crawled before he did, she was clearly walking okay, so she wasn’t going to compete in the next marathon, but she was ahead of him. I could sense there was some kind of resentment either because he was behind her in terms of development or maybe it was because he was her twin.

Either way, Rick separated their rooms, which he said was quite easy, and he would have wanted Pete to do it since he was the builder of the family. Seeing as he wasn’t here, Rick called someone in. It only took a couple of days, a partition wall, and they now had two separate rooms. I could tell Steven wasn’t bothered by the change, but Rachel was—it was as if she was proud about not being around Steven anymore. They now had two nap times, two everything. I even made sure they didn’t eat together. She’d changed because of it, I didn’t know whether to be proud of her for knowing what she wanted at such an early age or concerned about it.

“Why are you sitting and watching her like that?” Rick asked as he stood by the door. I gasped, and he ran to my side. “Sorry, didn’t mean to scare you.”

“Doesn’t matter if you didn’t. You still did. Why are you creeping around?”

He gave me a gentle kiss as if to say sorry. Rachel turned our way for a brief second and then she was back to trying to figure out how to run and not just walk, and tripping in the process.

“It’s strange. She keeps falling, but then instead of crying, she’s just gets up again.”

“She’s one tough cookie.”

“She must take after Maite. She was one tough cookie, too.”

I didn’t want to talk about his ex, or even think about her right now. It was as if every time he said her name, I would have a wave of jealously enter me. I knew they were never an item, but they had something I never had with Rick—kids and a relationship. Even if he had never called it out as that, it was exactly what it was at the end of the day. I knew she was the kids’ mom, and one day she could come home and want to be part of their lives. I just hoped if she did, then she would only want to be part of their lives and not Rick’s.

Shit!

What was I saying?

I had both Pete and Rick, and always I was worried the shit would hit the fan.

“I remember Dad saying I used to be like that. He used to say, I was going to have my name in lights, I would go all the way. I wonder what he would say about my relationship with Ben. Damn, he would be so disappointed.” I sighed thinking about my past.

Rick shook his head. “Don’t sell yourself short. Everyone goes through some shit at some stage in their lives. You are no stranger to that. I remember, who, don’t ask, but the saying speaks for itself. It’s not what happens to you that makes you stronger, but how you deal with it. Or something along those lines.”

“It’s not what happens to you, but how you react to it that matters. Epictetus.”

He chuckled. “See, you are smart, even if you don’t want to admit it.”

“Do you think she felt threatened by Steven, and that’s why she wanted her own room?”

Rick shook his head. “No. She just wanted her own identity. Her own space. It’s natural. Remember, I’m a triplet so before you mentioned getting her, her own room and stuff, I was thinking the same thing. I didn’t need a book to think about it. Not criticizing, just saying it. I went through the same thing with my brothers. We changed our hair. Wanted all the same clothes, then went through the phase of wanting different clothes.”

“Shit, it makes sense! You’re a triplet, so a lot of what she’s going through you can relate to.”

He smiled. “Exactly.”

“Sometimes I think too much. I know it’s because with Ben, he did all the thinking for me. I’ve gone from not even thinking about what to wear, because Ben would have it mapped up for me, to having to think about everything.”

His face changed from being playful to being dead serious as his brows met, and he lifted his hand to stroke my chin. “You really went through the works, didn’t you?”

I nodded, and Rachel was no longer running from us, but toward us. As if she felt something was wrong. Rick decided to change the subject by telling me the plans for when we would visit San Fran.

I was so excited. The guys were going all out for me, which included leaving the twins with Aunt Elizabeth for the whole trip. I did question if it was a good idea seeing as technically we hadn’t spoken about a relationship, even if we acted as if we were in one. It was the only thing we had done… not one had made any commitment to me.

Nerves settled in as I started to think about what Rick had said about Maite. About her wanting more, and when push came to shove, he tossed her aside like a piece of trash. Would he do the same to me when he got whatever spiritual settling or whatever it is men need from women to be whole again?

“Are you ready to rock and roll?” Rick asked as the taxi pulled up at the airport. I nodded, but I could tell he was puzzled, as the excited Katie which left the penthouse had left the taxi, and was replaced by this unsure one.

He paid the driver, and I opened the door and stood by the curb. They exchanged the usual friendly greetings that so many travelers do. The same, good luck on your trip, been to San Fran, make sure to check out, etc. Everything was in one ear and out the next as I bit my lip.

Then the next thing I knew, Rick was standing by my side.

“Are you going to tell me what has got you rattled? You missing the twins already? Must admit, I’m doing the same, but…”

I didn’t wait for him to talk. I could tell he was nervous, but I had to get this off my chest before we boarded the plane. I had to find out where I stood. “Why did you and Pete decide the twins should stay behind?”

He rose an eyebrow, his green eyes searching mine as if to look for the answer between them, and to read my thoughts. “Thought you would love to see the city.”

I bit my lip again. He knew this wasn’t what I was asking, and probably he could sense it by the disappointment on my face.

“And we thought it would be nice to spend time with you. You know, the three of us together.”

I moved away as his hands, which cupped my shoulders, were distracting me. He said the right words, but it wasn’t enough; this wasn’t what I wanted or rather needed to hear.

“As some kind of sex toy,” I barked. Even my words and tone shocked me.

He shook his head, then with one hand, he skillfully moved the cases and the other moved me to the side.

“No. Not at all,” he muttered, but my heart was beating out of control. I started to get angry, feeling like a fool as I’d been for so many years with Ben. I promised myself I wouldn’t be a fool again, especially because this was getting out of hand. I said that I would find a place to stay, get some money, and do something with my life. Yet, I could feel myself falling for not only one brother, but the both of them.

“So, what’s going on, Rick? You going to get bored with me like you did with Maite once things get serious?”

He shook his head. “That’s not fair. You asked me what happened with Maite, and I told you. It had nothing to do with being bored. More of a case of I wasn’t in a good place, and she just happened to be there.”

As we stopped walking, we came to a dramatic stop. I decided to put it all out in the open and just say exactly how I was feeling.

“It’s just… I’m falling for you, and not just you, but Pete, too. And I’ve been hurt. I’m twenty-three and all I’ve done is put my life on hold and follow some jerk. I just don’t want to do that again. I can’t. I need to be a better person.”

He smiled, and for a second, I felt as if he was mocking me, but yet again, he put his hands on my shoulder.

“This is what Pete and I were talking about last night.” He cupped my chin and gently said, “We’re falling for you, too. Hook, line, and sinker. We don’t know where we’re going with this, but you being in our lives makes us better men. That part we’re clear on. And we want you in it, and not just to be the twin’s nanny, but something more. If you’re up for it.”

I wrapped my arms around him, feeling silly for not trusting him and thinking this was all part of some game. His tall frame lifted me as I wrapped not only my arms, but my legs around him.

“I’m more than up for it.”

He held me, then planted a gentle kiss on my lips. I closed my eyes thinking this was all too good to be true.

“I’m so into you, Rick Steele.”

He smiled. “I’m into you a lot more, Katie Baldson. Now, let’s go and get on the plane.”

He didn’t need to tell me twice. He gently put me on the ground, and I held on to his hand like a lost child as he guided me through the airport. The only thing on my mind was the trip, the one I was going to enjoy with not only one ex-Seal, but two.

***

As we landed in San Fran and went through the airport, I saw Pete looking through the crowd. He had a heart-shaped balloon and flowers in his hand. No one had ever given me flowers, let alone given me such a reception for meeting me.

Rick was right.

They were serious about having me in their lives, and they were all out to show their appreciation. As I closed nearer, no more was he searching the crowd as he smiled, “There you are!”

I ran into Pete’s arms. There was something erotic about being picked up and being swung around and kissed at the airport. I couldn’t resist it. I jumped up and kissed him. I know passengers were probably wondering what was going on, since Rick and I could hardly keep our hands off during the flight and here I was, running into another man’s arms. The crazy part about it was I didn’t mind leaving Rick. It was as if there was some mutual respect for our relationships, and they both knew they were important to me.

Also, even though they were triplets, I missed them for different reasons. Pete was the wild lover, the kind who would whisk me into the bathroom and want to get down and dirty. Rick was more the polite one. He kept his feelings more under wraps, but under the sheets he was a tiger. They both made me feel desired and wanted, something I craved in my relationship with Ben, who made me feel that I was the needy one. The one who wanted too much, and it wasn’t normal in a relationship. I’d seen family members and friends act that way. I was too young to just settle down, it was clear as both Rick and Pete had showed me there’s so much more to a relationship and I wanted all of it.

We’d only just started, but the passion of his lips enveloped me in the airport.

I heard a voice, Rick’s. “Guys, keep it down. We can go home and do that.”

Pete cleared his throat as he put me down. “Sorry. Yeah, I got a little carried away. I missed you.”

I giggled. “Yeah, you’re not the only one.”

“So, can you guys wait till we get home for that?”

I rose an eyebrow, and said, “Boys, I’ll make sure that you enjoy tonight.”

“I did think we were going out tonight,” Pete said.

I shook my head. “Let’s stay in tonight. Maybe we’ll leave tomorrow.”

I did crave to see the sights of San Fran, but after Rick told me the boys wanted me in their lives, no more did it appeal to me. I could be free this long weekend with them; we had no twins to worry about, and everything was out in the open. I knew from this moment as I held their hands and we walked out of the airport, I wasn’t just falling in love with them… I’d already fallen.

***

They all stared at me, and I felt exposed, but wanted, and it made me hot for them. I’d toyed with the idea for so long now in the back of my mind, and I wanted to know what it was like to have all three brothers between my legs, in my mouth, and maybe even more.

“Make me what you need.” I sighed as my hands reached for them.

“Don’t worry, baby. We know just what you need,” Rick said as he picked me up and carried me into the living room. Rick was meant to seduce me, and Pete was meant to make me fall in love—and they’d accomplished their jobs perfectly. Now, I needed all three of them to make it complete.

“Let me love you,” Pete said as I shrugged off my sweatshirt and he pulled down my pants. Rick went to one wing-backed chair as Rick removed his clothes. Then he knelt between my legs, pulled me down so I was just right, and took one juicy lick of my center.

“She’s ready,” I heard him say. My eyes were on Pete, and then on Rick, and I couldn’t breathe.

I’d always thought it would be weird and awkward with a lot of apologies, but my men knew what to do.

Rick adjusted himself in his pants, and I wanted to feel him in my hand. I looked over and saw that Pete’s hand hid his own erection, or perhaps he was simply holding it to ease the ache. “Why don’t you come over here with me?” I said it loud enough that there was no doubt I meant it.

Both did as I asked, and one went to each side of me. Rick waited between my thighs to worship me.

Rick turned my face to his and kissed me, deep and long, his tongue a sword that battled against mine. I held his face in my palm before I turned away and looked into Pete’s eyes.

“You’re so brave.” He kissed me. His hands came up to take a breast into his hand as he kissed me, and the soft stroke of his fingers against my nipple brought it all into reality.

This was actually happening.

I gasped when Pete’s tongue slid into my folds, then he pushed my legs wider apart. He slid the digit into me just as Rick took my other nipple into his mouth.

I’d lost control of myself and when my feet went up Rick’s shoulders to get some traction, I wasn’t aware of it. I wasn’t aware of how I looked as my hips twisted and my chest swayed, I just felt and moved to the rhythm of Pete’s tongue and the blood in my veins. I lost all touch with reality when he slid two more fingers into me and opened me wide.

I came apart so quickly, I knew this full-frontal assault was the best way to have done this. Creeping into it slowly would have been a mistake. Give it all to me at once, show me what’s possible, and make me fucking come. And they did.

Rick sucked at my clit until I screamed, even though I knew the night wasn’t over and I’d be begging for more as soon as my body caught up with itself.

“Shit, we should give her a break. Let her catch her breath at least.” Rick sighed as he started to pull away.

I wasn’t a sex addict or anything, but the idea of them stopping, them not making me feel like this over and over again, made me protest.

“No, don’t stop. Please, don’t stop. This all feels too good.”

Yesterday, I’d had no idea how or if I really wanted to do this, yet here I was, about to either do the best thing I’d ever done or fuck my life up completely. I took his hand and went down to the floor with him.

I made my way down to the floor and straddled his lower body. With eager fingers, I clutched his cock and then, with exquisite precision, I guided him into my body. I had almost all of him inside me when I paused.

“Don’t stop,” I demanded, suddenly bold, because I really was the one with the upper hand here. They wanted me.

“We won’t…” He held my gaze until I looked away. I looked back at Pete, who was naked and waiting.

“And you?” I asked softly, sure of what he would say.

Rick shook his head, bold, as if he didn’t need to think twice about it. “Yes, this isn’t just for tonight. This is until you tell us to stop.”

I felt as safe with them as I did when Dad was alive. He always made me feel safe and protected.

“I’m not sure you’re ready for all of it yet, Katie,” Rick growled. “I mean, we’ve never done anything like this. Share a woman. It’s all fucking new to us, too.”

Pete sighed, probably frustrated in taking a natural break, but we all needed to be on the same page.

“We’re brothers, and yeah, if someone had said hey guys, want to share the same woman, we would have been like, you’re fucking kidding me. Share?”

“I’ve read about it in a couple of books, and I thought it was one of the fairytale romances, but I really want to give this a try. I want us to be together.”

Rick rubbed his head. “And Stan… where does he fit into the picture?”

“Well, he ain’t fucking out. He’s our brother,” Pete said.

“I know, which is why, if we all agree, then I’m yours. Not just the pair of you, but Stan’s, too.”

Pete smiled. “He’ll come back home. I know for sure.”

I sank down on Rick the moment they knelt beside of me. I took both Pete’s cock in my hand and began to stroke him as I started to ride Rick. I found the right rhythm for all of us.

I felt the surge of blood in their cocks, felt how hard they grew, heard their moans. I’d had them all individually, and now I could tell the differences between them even more.

I slowed my hand and focused on Pete. I squeezed my walls around Rick, quickened the way I moved on him, until I felt Rick go off first. His fingers had slid down to the point where I was joined with his brother. He’d teased at my clit, made me groan with the intensity of it all. But now, his fingers faltered, his pace slowed, and I felt his release in my hand as a sudden burst. It tightened things in me, sending bolts of pleasure down my spine, until I was with them, and we all got what we wanted most—a taste of heaven with each other.

I sank down onto Rick, exhausted and complete. I’d had concerns that this would be gross, that it wouldn’t live up to my expectations, but it had.

Pete stroked my hair and held me to his body. “Katie, we don’t know where you came from, it was as if you were sent to us from above to make us feel whole again. I can’t wait for Stan to come. Once he’s had some of your pleasure, he’ll be hypnotized just like us.”

I had power over these men. My men. My SEALs. For so long, I’d been made to feel so insignificant, and these guys had made me feel far from that. I began to sob in their arms, not out of pain but simply out of the pleasure and joy of being in their lives.