Chapter Thirty-Four

Celia They all stared at me, and I felt exposed but wanted, and it made me hot for all of 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 Bentley brothers between my legs, in my mouth, and maybe even more.

“Teach me what you want. Keep me as you're one and only. Make me what you need,” I sighed as my hands reached for them.

“Don’t worry, baby, we know just what you need,” Keith said to me before he picked me up and carried me into the living room. The place where he’d taken me that first time. Where I’d lost my virginity. I suppose it was apt. I was about to fuck all three of them, so it was only right I go back to where it all began.

I knew now that they’d had this planned all along. Keith was meant to seduce me, Grant was meant to make me fall in love, and Colin was meant to make sure I felt secure. They’d accomplished their jobs perfectly. Now, I needed all three of them to make it complete.

“Let me love you, Celia,” Keith said as he put me down. I shrugged off my sweatshirt and he pulled down my pants so that I was naked before them all. Grant went to one wing-backed chair, and Colin went to the other as Keith removed his clothes. Then he knelt between my legs, pulled me down so that I was just right, and took one juicy lick of my center.

“She’s so ready, but I think she needs more.” I heard him say. My eyes were on Colin, and then on Grant, and I couldn’t breathe. It was so... sensual.

I’d always thought it would be weird and awkward, with a lot of apologies, but my men knew what to do. I kept calling them the boys, but these were men, through and through.

Grant adjusted himself in his pants and I wanted to feel him in my hand. I looked over and saw that Colin’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? Take off your clothes and come 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. Keith waited, between my thighs, to worship me. As the woman at the club had been worshipped.

Grant 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 Colin’s eyes.

“You’re so brave, Celia. I knew you were, but fuck.” He kissed me then and ended his words. 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 Keith’s tongue slid into my folds, and he hummed with appreciation. He pushed my legs wider apart, to really get into my pussy with his tongue and then a finger. He slid the digit into me just as Grant took my other nipple into his mouth and I broke the kiss with Colin to swear. “Fuck, that’s so good.”

Colin placed his mouth on my other nipple, and my back arched off its own accord. I’d lost control of myself and when my feet went up on Keith’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 Keith’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 wasn’t ready for it and 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. So, they did.

Keith sucked at my clit until I screamed and pulled my nipples from the other brothers’ mouths. It was too much, I was done. Totally done and couldn’t do anymore. For the moment. I knew the night wasn’t over and I’d be begging for more as soon as my body caught up with itself.

“I want to fuck you so much, Celia. Can I fuck you now?” Keith asked and I was more than happy to grant his wish.

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.

There was no more foreplay, I didn’t need it, I just needed to spear myself on him and ride him until we both found oblivion. I made my way down to the floor and straddled his lower body. With eager fingers, I clutched at his cock and then with exquisite precision, I guided him into my body. I had almost all of him inside me when I paused.

“Promise me you’ll love me forever,” I demanded, suddenly bold because I really was the one with the upper hand here. They wanted me.

That’s what Becky didn’t understand. This wasn’t a smutty fuck-for-all. It was a sharing of pleasure, giving and receiving. While we might talk smutty, but there was nothing about this that was degrading. It was empowering, entirely.

“I will love you for the rest of my life, Celia. I swear that to you.” He held my gaze until I looked away. I looked back at Grant and Colin, naked and waiting.

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

“I’ll love you always, Celia,” Grant told me, his gaze just as steady and clear as Keith’s had been.

“Colin?” I asked, my eyebrow lifted.

“There will never be another woman in my life that makes me feel what you do, Celia. I will love you for the rest of my life,” Colin said, his gaze introspective. I knew he was pulling this from the depths of his soul.

“Thank you, Colin.” It was still all new, our relationship when they were all just Keith only but now, I knew that love wasn’t a matter of time, it was a matter of emotion. It was a matter of how we felt about and with someone.

I felt as safe with them as I did at home, and my trip back to Iowa had shown me that. They were my home in New York. They were the men I loved.

“Right, you two aren’t going to leave us to this are you?” I asked, my eyes still on the other two brothers. “I need your hands all over me, touching me, making me scream. And I want to touch you.”

“I’m not sure you’re ready for all of it yet, Celia,” Colin started but I put a hand up. I clenched around Keith for a moment, to let him know I hadn’t forgotten about him.

“I’m not sure I am, either, but I want to be able to do things, still. Come on, come down here.” They came down to me and I inhaled deeply. “Right, let’s do this.”

It wasn’t exactly the most romantic line I could think of, but this was my first foursome. I hadn’t even worked my way up. I’d gone straight from one partner to three. I wasn’t sure what was proper or not, or what to do even. I just wanted to start and learn as I went along.

I sank down on Keith the moment they knelt beside me like two penitents came to pay homage. I wasn’t the least bit shy and did something that had made me giggle when I thought about it yesterday but made something surge inside of me now. I took both of their cocks in my hand and began to stroke them as I started to ride Keith.

The room filled with gasped groans of pleasure and for the first time, I felt what they’d wanted, the sensation that we were all one. It took a little getting used to, but when Colin and Grant moved close to me to kiss me while their hands went down my body, I found the right rhythm for all of us.

I stroked them with my hands, felt the surge of blood in their cocks and felt how hard it made them. Along with their moans, it all became intertwined into threads of the tapestry that bound us all together. I’d had them all individually, and now I could tell the differences between them even more.

Colin had this gasp that made my stomach go tight. A sound he made when he was close to getting off. I slowed my hand on him, gave him a reprieve, and focused on Grant. When Grant groaned that groan of his, it curled my toes. I smiled and quickened my pace on Colin. I had so many ideas, so many things I wanted to try, but for now, I wanted to see if I could make them all come at the same time.

I squeezed my walls around Keith, quickened the way I moved on him until I felt like the leader of an orchestra. I was listening for the hints each one gave, the sounds or faces they made, the way they breathed, every single thing that was a sign until I felt Colin go off first.

“Celia.” He groaned my name, and then Grant caught my attention.

His fingers had slid down to the point where I was joined to his brother. He’d teased at my clit, made me groan with the intensity of it all. But now, his fingers faltered, the pace he’d set slowed, and I felt his release in my hand as a sudden burst. That’s when Keith went off as well, and they all groaned in the same exact way together.

It tightened things in me and sent 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 Keith, exhausted, and complete. I’d had concerns that this would be gross. That it wouldn’t live up to my expectations, but it had.

Keith stroked my hair and held me tightly to his body. “I thought we’d lost you forever.”

“I thought you had to. I didn’t know how to deal with it all.” I told him bluntly.

“We knew that that’s why we left you alone. You had to find your own way back to us. Which is one of the amazing things about you, Celia. You don’t actually need anyone. You get what you want, one way or another.”

“But I do it honestly.” I pointed out and sat up on him. “I’ve had to work for what I want my whole life. Admittedly, that’s not been a very long life yet, but I’ve had to overcome obstacles others couldn’t overcome. I’ve had some help from my family, but I got here under my own merit. I had to do the same thing with this situation. I had to figure out if I wanted it and once I’d decided that… well, here I am.”

“No more secrets, Celia. No more games. Just us from now on,” Grant said and sat up from where he’d slumped back on the floor. Colin grabbed his t-shirt and cleaned us both up. Grant did the same and he looked at me.

“Celia, when is your cycle due?” He looked confused, and as I calculated I realized why. It should be time for my period.

“It was late last month, so maybe it’s off this month too. All the stress has thrown me off-kilter, that’s all.”

“Hmm.” He didn’t look like he believed me.

“What?” I asked him, dread in the back of my mind. Trust him to notice when I had my period and when I didn’t.

“You were late?” He didn’t look upset, just curious.

“Yeah. But it’s just the stress. It made me sick too for a few weeks, but that’s all done now.”

“Hmm. You’re going to see a doctor on Monday.”

“I’m not pregnant, Grant!” I said loudly, terror gripped around my heart. I couldn’t be pregnant. I’d have to quit school, and I’d probably never go back. Even if they took care of me for the rest of my life, I still wanted to find a cure for that horrible disease. I wanted to work on it.

“We weren’t exactly careful,” Keith said and sat up. I moved off him and slumped back against the couch.

“No, it’s just stress.” I refuted. I didn’t want to have a baby right now. In a few years, maybe, when I was done with school, but not right now. I wasn’t even nineteen yet!

“Celia.” Colin took my hand, very calmly, and spoke in a soothing tone. “We’ll take you to the doctor and find out for sure. If it’s stress, great. We’ll get you on birth control and you won’t have to worry. I know your studies are important to you, and we should have all been more careful.”

“I can’t be pregnant. It’s just… not…,” but it was possible. I started to cry, and Colin took me in his arms. He crooned to me softly, and held me in his lap, as if I were a small child, and compared to him, I almost was, in size anyway.

“Celia, if you’re pregnant, we’ll take care of the baby and it’ll have three dads. It won’t interfere with your studies. We’ll be finished with school in the spring, and then we’re free to take care of the baby.”

“Can they even do DNA testing on triplets?” The sentence wasn’t exactly right, but my brain was just too full of terror to think straight.

“We don’t care, Celia. We’ll all be the baby’s dad.”

“But, can they?” I focused on that one thing for the moment, my mind too afraid to even think about a baby at this point.

“There is research into identifying ways to tell identical multiples, whether twins or triplets, apart. I’m not sure they’ve gone far enough to really tell yet but yeah, there are studies into ways to tell us apart on a genetic level that can be identified.”

“Cool.” I stood up and walked out of the living room. “I’m going to have a shower and then, I’m going to sleep. Good night, fellas.”

I was numb again, afraid despite what they’d said. I couldn’t have a baby right now. I just couldn’t.