Chapter 13

Chastity

I wake up feeling refreshed and without a headache despite the glasses of champagne I had at the party. I also wake in an unfamiliar room. Judging by the luxury, it has to be someone’s room. Someone with money, and someone whose arms I was in last night — Blair’s or Liam’s.

I shiver as I think of the way they touched me last night, and I wonder if they regret what we did, or if they’re still as into the idea as I am. The thought of having them both again, but going even farther this time, makes me tingle all over. I want them, both. Completely.

Somewhere along the way in the last few weeks, I fell madly and completely deeply in love with both brothers. It’s impossible to choose between such amazing men, and I dare to hope that I won’t have to. I’d hate to lose either. I don’t know if they want me as a short-term fling, a bucket-list sexual experience, or something more permanent. Whatever it is they want to give me, I plan to accept even if I end up with a broken heart later. I never thought I’d be a YOLO girl, but it is true. You only live once. When life gives you your dreams, even just a little happiness, it would be absolutely crazy to say no.

I slide from bed and find the bathroom easily enough. Since I’m already naked, I slip into the shower and wash away the traces of makeup from the night before, and scrub my skin with heavenly-smelling body wash.

There’s a thick terrycloth robe hanging on the back of the door that I shrug on and belt around my waist after drying off. I pad from the room in bare feet and marvel at how at home I feel in their house.

“Liam? Blair?”

“In here,” answer the voices in tandem. Following the voices, I slide open the door that leads to a comfortable family room.

The first thing I notice is the huge tree that dominates the room, decorated in a homey way, rather than designer. It looks and smells like a real tree, like the kind we would have in a real home.

The next thing I see is Liam and Blair sitting on the tweedy sofa near the tree.They’re both wearing Santa hats, which makes me smile.

“Merry Christmas Eve,” I say with a grin as I run over to them. There’s a spot on the couch that looks to be reserved for me, and I snuggle myself between both of them. “I wasn’t expecting to see Santa up so early,” I grin, looking pointedly at the bulge at Liam’s crotch. I reach for it but Liam nudges my hand away.

“But I want--” I pout.

“No way. This is our plan, and you are going to derail it,” Liam says sternly.

“Absolutely no distractions, Chastity.” Blair wags his finger at me.

I sigh dramatically. “You two are no fun.”

“Oh, don’t worry, we’re going to be a lot of fun in just a little while, but we want to talk about something first.” Liam’s voice gets gruff and I realize he’s serious.

“What?” My breath catches in my throat, and I suddenly feel nervous. Are they going to ask me to choose again? Just last night they agreed to share, and if I had to choose, I would have to walk away from both. Which frightens me so much that it nearly destroys me.

“Liam and I did some talking last night, we both came to the conclusion that we don’t want to let you go. That we really are happy to share you.”

“But not like alternating days,” Liam says. “We want all of our time with you, and together.” Liam takes my hand and brings it to his lips, kissing the backs of my fingers. “Do you think that could work?”

He’s asking me? How am I supposed to know? “Um, I’ve never even had a real relationship with one guy, let alone two. I don’t know how it works! But I do like the idea.”

“Do you like it enough to marry us?” asks Blair in a deceptively casual sounding voice.

I gasp, and my hands tighten around theirs as I stare first at Blair in shock, and then at Liam. “Both of you? How does that work?”

“Of course you could only legally marry one of us, but we thought whoever got the honor of being your husband is one lucky bastard. And the other will be the father of our first baby.”

My eyes widen even further. “Baby? When?”

He puts his hand on my stomach. “As soon as you want, love.”

“Who do I marry?” I can hardly believe myself, but I am seriously entertaining the idea. Hell, I had already made up my mind before I entered the room to accept whatever they offered me. Who knew they would want to give me more than I could ever dream of?

“We figure there’s only one way to settle it,” says Liam.

“It’s a time-honored tradition,” adds Blair.

I raise an eyebrow. “Which is?”

“Rock Paper Scissors,” says Liam.

I burst out laughing. “So are going to use Rock Paper Scissors to decide which of you is my husband, and which one fathers the first child?”

Blair looks calm. “It seems as democratic as anything else, don’t you think?”

I nod, amused as I watch the two men I love play a playground game to determine what our future will be. A moment later, Liam groans when Blair’s paper covers his rock. “Best two out of three?”

“No way,” says Blair happily. “I won fair and square.”

Liam shrugs his broad shoulders. “Aw well, I still win, since I get you.” He covers my hand in his. “And I’ll get to try to make you conceive.”

I lick my lips. “You want to try to make a baby today?”

“Seriously? I’m ready whenever you are.” He gazes at me with desire, but something else there too. Is it love? It must be.

I look at Blair, and he nods. They seem so utterly certain and confident, without a hint of doubt. It makes me feel confident too. I may be young to be a mom, but I’ve always wanted kids. And it’s not like I’d be doing it all on my own with no money or support. I would have two husbands,and I had a feeling they would love me and hover over me, allowing me to do nothing that might put me or the baby at risk. It’s an opportunity I’ll never get again.

“Okay, let’s try.”

“Right now?” asks Blair with a grin.

I nod and lean back, as they each begin to kiss my neck. When I reach for their cocks this time, they don’t try to stop me, and I slowly stroke them through their clothes before they each undo their pants. When their taut, bare flesh is in my hands, it feels so right. Almost as good as their hands moving over my body. Their hands and lips teasing and tantalizing me, I feel like I’m in heaven, but when one of their fingers strokes my pussy, I know I am. Teasing my opening, when they enter me their fingers, I lift my hips off the loveseat couch, wanting more. Taking charge, they move me around, bending me over across the coffee table. I’m completely open to both twins as they play with my pussy, and when I feel the unmistakable sensation of a tongue on my ass I nearly faint with pleasure. The soft strokes make me want to come immediately, but before long, they’re stretching me carefully with their fingers, and I know they’re preparing me to take me both ways. Blair there, and Liam filling my pussy in a few minutes. I’m nervous but excited, and I can barely concentrate due to how good it feels.

Clinging to the coffee table, I can feel the pleasure building. Waves of pleasure sweep over me as they continue to finger me, both of them in each of my holes. When I come with a loud cry, I can feel them moaning with me,

“Oh God, Chastity, you’re so sexy,” Liam growls before moving me and turning me around again, so I can straddle him. I’m still coming, and my walls contract as the head of his cock presses firmly against my opening, slowly filling me as he slides inside with a moan of his own. After a slight twinge of pain, the pleasure of being filled up by such an amazing man takes over. It’s a lot easier to become a non-virgin than I thought it would be.

When Liam is fully inside me, he grips my hips and holds me still. “My God. That is one perfect pussy,” he moans.

“And a perfect ass,” Blair murmurs into my hair as he kisses the back of my neck, sending tingles all through me.

“One of the first things I noticed about you,” said Liam.

“Liar,” I breathe a smile. “You probably first noticed I was awkward, since you had no idea who I was.”

“How could he miss this luscious ass,” says Blair, his hands cupping it as he lifts me and spreads my cheeks. When the tip of his cock presses against my hole, I stiffen for a moment. “Don’t worry, I’m lubed up.”

“Just breathe slowly and relax,” says Liam.

With Liam already firmly inside my pussy, I’m not sure I can take Blair too. But there’s nothing I want more than both, and not having to choose between them, so I am determined.

Blair slowly eases his shaft inside me, moving so slowly that I can tell Liam is on the urge the verge of coming just from being inside me. He’s shaking with the effort not to come, so I bend forward to bite him on the neck.

“Ow, what was that for?” he growls.

I grin at him. “I’m trying to help you keep from coming.” My last word is more of a whisper than a real sound as I let out a low moan. The new sensation of having them both inside me is overwhelming and I feel like I’m going to faint with pleasure.

“Well that kind of turns me on, so I don’t think it’s a good strategy,” Liam says, and I make a mental note to bite him again when I do want him to come.

“Chastity, are you okay? Do you want us to stop?” asks Blair behind me, stroking my neck and kissing me.

I shake my head. “No way… Absolutely not.”

When I can feel confident myself again, I shift restlessly against them, and they start thrusting in and out of me, owning me fully. After the first couple of thrusts by each brother, they find a perfect rhythm, rocking me between them, filling me. I feel loved as they each take care of me, keeping me safe between them as they each give me every inch of their pleasure. As Blair cups my breasts and Liam my hips, I am the first to come, tightening around both of them as my pussy contracts in unstopping waves. Liam comes from that with a moan, and I feel his seed spurting inside me. For a second I wonder if it will really get me pregnant. Behind me and inside me I feel Blair’s cock jerk as he comes too and fills me with his seed, and soon we all collapse together in a heap.

“That was incredible,” I whisper and we lay there in complete bliss for a few minutes. Then I let out a yawn. “I’m exhausted! I never knew losing my virginity would be so tiring.” I laugh. “You two are going to wear me out.”

“I’m sure you’ll build some stamina over the next fifty years or so,” grins Liam just before he yawns too.

“You might need to develop some stamina yourself there, old man.” I wink at him.

“I’m not old. I’m just seasoned.”

“Experienced,” adds Blair.

“Sexy as hell,” I say. “Both of you. But for now, a nap?”

“Sounds good to me, but we have a gift to give you first,” Liam says, kissing me on the nose.

Blair crosses the room before returning with a small box wrapped in gold paper with a gold bow.

Feeling awkward, I take it. “But I didn’t get a chance to get either one of you anything. I wasn’t sure where we were, you know?”

“Relax. We have the best gift of all.”

“Which is?” I ask Liam.

“You,” says Blair with a chuckle.

“Of course,” Liam says with one of his killer smiles.

I snuggle back against them again, content with the answer. I use a fingernail to carefully rip the paper. It’s small enough to be jewelry, maybe a necklace or something. However when I open the box, I’m thrilled. “Is this... an engagement ring?”

“It sure is. Since you agreed to marry us,” says Liam. “We wanted to make it official right away.”

I nod as I blink back tears. The ring is incredible. Set in platinum, a huge heart-shaped diamond sits in the middle. What makes it really special are the two equal sized and shaped smaller diamonds on each side. It’s totally symbolic of our relationship: it’s me in the middle and each of them at my sides. Beautiful. “It’s perfect.”

“Sure is,” agrees Liam, but he’s staring at me, not the ring, as Blair takes the box from me and slips the ring on my finger.

“Absolutely perfect together,” added Blair as he cups my hand from the top, while Liam holds it from the bottom.