I wake the next morning in a pile of arms and legs. Before I can even open my eyes, I hear Charlie start to grumble.

“Whatever it is, it can wait. It’s too damn early to move.”

“Shut up! I don’t want to deal with Bitchzilla before she has her morning coffee.” I reply, peeking over his body to make sure Amber is still asleep.

He tries to pull me back into his chest, but I gently push him back down.

“I know something else we can do while we wait for her to wake up.”

He whispers into my ear as he begins to nibble. Slowly caressing his fingers down my body and across my stomach. I stop his hand before he can reach my pussy, already dripping wet with need.

“Hold that thought, I’ll start the coffee, then you can wake her up.”

I unravel his arms from my waist and try to wiggle out the bed. Once I have successfully gotten out of bed without waking the she-beast, I head toward the kitchen. Before I make it out the room, I glance over my shoulder to see Charlie and Amber snuggling, on their way back to sleep.

I make it to the kitchen and start the coffee, but I can’t shake these feelings. I know that Amber loves me as much as I love her, she’s my world. Now Charlie comes into the picture and sets off a bomb of emotions in both of us that I for one am not ready to deal with. I need both of them, I love both of them, but in all honesty, do they love me?

I hear the coffee machine beep, signaling the coffee is finally finished. Pouring us each a cup of coffee, I grab a tray and add a couple of pieces of fruit from the counter before heading back to the room. As I approach the bedroom door, I hear Amber’s soft mewling.

“I guess they started without me,” I mumble to myself.

I head in to find Amber, naked and riding Charlie’s face as he sucks the delicious juices from her pussy. The memory of how she tastes is forever branded in my mind, but I’m not given that pleasure as often as I would like.

Scrambling to get off of Charlie, I slide off the bed, following her into the hallway and placing a soft kiss on her lips.

“Getting started without me?” Avery snarks, aggravation clear with her arms crossed over her chest.

“We were just getting warmed up while we waited for you.”

Is she jealous? Just the thought brings a smile to my face. Avery has never had to share me with anyone, let alone someone she won't even admit she’s in love with.

“What happened to ‘no playing while the other is gone’?”

“Gone? You were in the kitchen,” I say with a smile.

Hearing footsteps, I turn to see Charlie leaning in the doorway with his arms crossed over his chest.

“What is this about no touching unless we’re all together?”

I can’t stop the snort that escapes.

“I seem to remember a whole lot of pictures during training that were a lot more than selfies.”

Avery and I both start to chuckle. “You’ve got us there.”

“Wait, you guys aren’t bumping uglies while I’m not here?” Charlie asks.

“That’s what Amber and I decided,” Avery replied.

Charlie almost looks insulted, “How do you keep your hands off of each other, I can barely handle it myself.”

I see the confusion in his eyes, so I try to explain.

“When you’re in training or deployed, that's different. But while you’re home, we don’t fool around without you.”

“That’s crazy, why would you think that was a good idea? I can’t be here every day.” I can see he’s getting frustrated, trying to understand our motives.

“We don’t want you to feel shorted, it’s all of us or none of us.”

Charlie steps toward us and captures Avery’s lips in a passionate kiss. Avery pulls away, wrapping her arms around him in a tight hug.

“Amber, front and center,” Charlie orders.

Fuck that tone of voice is sexy.

With one arm wrapped around Avery, he snags my waist with the other, pulling me into him before taking my mouth too.

Charlie growls before breaking the kiss.

“When is the last time you two kissed? Just because you wanted to, a deep passionate kiss?” he asks.

We look at each other and answer in unison, “Last night.”

“And I missed it?” he replies as if it physically pains him.

Between us, we feel Charlie harden and his arms tense around us. Looking over at Avery, she has the same idea I do, time for some fun.

Letting go of Charlie, we lock our lips together. We both moan, deepening the kiss and chuckling as Charlie reached down to adjust himself, releasing each other.

“Time to get dressed, I’m hungry,” I say, my voice chipper.

“You do not want her to get hangry,” Avery replies before we walk around him and head to the bedroom.

It takes Charlie a second to realize that we’re serious. “Are you kidding me?!”

Avery and I cackle as we pull on clothes and hear him stomp down the hallway to the bathroom.