A Desconian Happily Ever After (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) by Rachel Clark Page A

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    “Goddess,” Drew growled, his cock jolting inside Ally as he tried to hold back his own orgasm. He had so much he wanted to share with her and with Kallum. He didn’t want to come right now.
    He practically ground his teeth to dust as he rode out her orgasm. Kallum gave him a smile that said he knew what he was doing and how hard it was to do. Finally, Ally’s orgasm passed, her body twitching with electric little aftershocks, the sensation far too appealing to want to separate from her now.
    He leaned over her, cuddling her close as Kallum pressed a kiss to his lips.
    “You okay, sweetheart?” Drew asked quietly.
    “Never better,” Ally said with a soft hiccup in her voice.
    Kallum gave Drew a concerned look and then moved away so that Drew could see Ally more clearly.
    “Then why are you crying, Ally?” Kallum asked quietly.
    Worried, Drew eased his cock out of her heavenly warmth and carefully lifted the woman into his arms. She gave him a watery smile but couldn’t stem the flow of tears.
    “Baby?” Drew asked as dread slid through him. Had he misread her reactions?
    “I don’t understand why I’m crying,” she said, swiping at the tears that continued to fall. “I loved every moment of that. I feel stronger somehow.” She dragged in a shuddering breath. “I feel better…than I have in a very long time.”
    “They’re probably tears of relief,” Kallum suggested as he removed his shirt and used the soft material to dry her eyes. “Sometimes, even when we don’t think we’re worried about something, it turns out that we are.”
    “That’s true,” Drew said as relief of his own washed through him. “You were brave enough to ask me for kinkier sex, but perhaps at the back of your mind you were worried that you’d freak out.”
    “I suppose that makes sense,” Ally said, smiling at him through her tears once more. “I’m sorry I worried you.”
    “Never be sorry for how you feel, Ally,” Kallum said before pressing an affectionate kiss to her lips. “We support each other. It’s just how marriage works.” He touched her face lovingly, his voice dropping deeper as he became very serious. “I can’t tell you how proud I am to know you. You’re truly amazing and I thank the goddess each day for bringing you and Drew into my life.”
    “I love you both,” she whispered in an equally serious voice. But then her demeanor changed, and the smile on her face became playful instead. “I really, really enjoyed that, but I think we need a lot more practice before we set a date for the claiming ceremony. I’m pretty sure,” she said, rubbing her bottom against Drew’s rapidly returning erection, “that someone suggested anal sex as well.”
    Drew could barely get the words past his throat. “I believe we did.” The woman in his arms shivered with renewed arousal, her soft moan all the encouragement he needed. “Bed,” Drew practically growled as he carried Ally out of the room.
     
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    Ally could barely believe the excitement coursing through her. Never, not even in her wildest imaginings, had she ever thought she might feel like this. The incredible need to explore this side of life with these two amazing men left her breathless.
    “I love you,” she whispered again. Kallum and Drew had become as important to her as her son. She couldn’t imagine a future without all three of them in it.
    “We love you, too, baby,” Drew said as he laid her in the middle of the bed. Between the two men they stripped her of clothes and then turned to each other to do the same. Ally admired their beautiful bodies—Drew tall and muscular, Kallum narrower, sleeker, but just as appealing, just as amazing. Kallum crawled over her prone form, his careful movements telegraphing how much he wanted to protect her.
    “It’s okay,” she said, reaching up to press her lips to his throat. “I’m ready for this.”
    Kallum nodded, his expression one of simple wonder as he pressed his