“Can’t we?” he asked silkily.
“That’s the good thing about having two husbands, Mari-girl,” Dan explained, sitting beside her. He slipped her onto his lap.
“I’m going to go back and Jake will stay here. Then when he brings you home, he’ll work and I’ll take care of you.”
“I don’t need you to take care of me, I’ll be fine. I—”
“Stop.”
Mari looked at Jake. He sat forward, staring at her intensely.
“You don’t get a say in this. That may sound harsh, but when you ran you showed how poor your judgment is. So this is the way things are going to happen. Things are going to be stricter for you, my love. You lost a lot of our trust, even though your heart may have been in the right place. I don’t trust you to tell us when you don’t feel well, when you need help. So we will be with you in order to judge for ourselves.”
Tears tracked down her cheeks. She slipped from Dan’s lap to kneel beside Jake’s seat.
“I’m sorry,” she sobbed. “Please, can’t you just spank me?” With punishment came instant forgiveness.
She rested her head on his lap and he ran his hand over her hair.
“It’s not that simple, darling. Yes, there will be punishment. When I’m certain you’re feeling well enough. But it can’t erase everything.”
She raised her face. “I love you.”
“I love you, too.” He gathered her up into his arms.
“Hey, don’t forget about me,” Dan exclaimed, joining them. “I love you, Mari-girl.”
“I love you, Dan.”
“Come on, time for a nap,” Jake said, his eyes glinting with heat.
Mari let him grab her hand and pull her along behind him. She looked over her shoulder to find Dan right behind them. He stripped off his clothes as he moved.
Her breath caught at the sight of his cut chest. Both men soon stood naked before her, gorgeous Gods. She so didn’t deserve them, but she knew now that she couldn’t let them go. It had taken everything to do it once. Never again.
And she would work hard to regain their trust.
They slowly, reverently pulled off her clothes, kissing her as they went, caressing her body until she was aflame with need.
The three of them dropped to the bed in a tangle of limbs. Jake situated himself between her legs, his tongue mercilessly teasing her pussy, flicking her clit before thrusting inside her passage.
Dan sucked on her nipples. Tears filled Mari’s eyes at the thought of losing one of her breasts. How would they feel about her then?
“Mari?” Dan asked, obviously sensing her shift in mood. “What’s wrong?”
“Won’t you-won’t you find me ugly with only one breast?” she asked.
Jake and Dan immediately shifted so they were lying on either side of her. They held her tight, their voices low and soothing as they reassured her.
“Never, baby. We would love you if you lost both breasts. Your breasts aren’t you. They aren’t who we love,” Dan told her.
“No matter how your body changes, darling, it will never change our love for you. That grows more every day,” Jake said as he placed kisses on her face.
She sobbed. “Truly?”
“Truly,” they said together.
“Then I-I’m going to have the mastectomy.”