Then we broke down and told Dad and Mary how we all three moved in together. Neither of them were surprised since they knew we were all practically together every night anyway. I would even go as far as to say Dad looked relieved. Cam’s house was safer than my apartment and just like I did, Dad often thought about what happened to me with Alan.
The night ended before I was ready, but we still had a two-hour drive back to Atlanta. Hugging my dad tightly, I promised to visit again after the new year, and he promised to come into town before Kace had to report to spring training. That way, we could host them for dinner and show them our house.
* * *
I sat in the backseat on the way home, wanting to rest while Cam and Kace talked about sports and whatever else they talked about. It wasn’t long before my eyes started to close, and their voices started to fade. But before I fell asleep completely, I heard Kace in the passenger seat speaking to Cam, who opted to drive home.
“She’s out,” he whispered.
“Good,” Cam spoke softly back.
“She wants to go to the game on Sunday.”
“I’ll call Benny and let him know.” Benny was Cam’s contact with the front offices ,who helped him arrange a suite for us when we came.
There was a small beat of silence before I heard Cam speak again. “Love you,” he whispered.
“Love you too, bro.”
I was no longer able to doze completely off, but I kept my eyes closed as tears leaked and ran down my cheek.
For some reason, they rarely let me see those moments between them. When I was around, they told me how much they loved me, but hardly ever each other. I knew they were feeling it more and more with the holidays close and us moving in together. Hearing them made me emotional, though. Not with fear, but happiness.
Cam and Kace were both so complex. Protective, strong, and fierce while also vulnerable, passionate, and tender. I knew a lot of that began when I joined the picture. They started feeling things and doing things they never had before, and it's all been a whirlwind.
I knew deep down that I had only added to their lives, but hearing that their bond was still strong for myself was something I needed every once in a while. It didn’t always have to be about just me and one of them. Our relationship was also about the two of them and what they meant to one another.
“Baby? You okay?” I heard Kace ask, then felt his hand rub my knee.
I opened my eyes, letting the pool of tears that were behind my lids flow freely. Kace was turned around, reaching as far as he could to keep his hand on me from his seat. “I just love you two.”
Kace smiled sheepishly, realizing I had heard him and Cam. “We love you, too. Almost home, babygirl.”
I nodded and took Kace’s hand, stroking his index figure gently as if it was his cock. His eyes widened and he licked his lips, catching on to my need for him. “Step on it,” he grunted to Cam.
Cam’s laugh was the only indication that he heard Kace or even knew why he said it. But he did as he was told and hurried through town to get us home as soon as possible.
Once we were through the gate, Cam pulled into the garage and hopped out of the car quickly. He opened my door and pulled me into his arms, carrying me as Kace opened the doors ahead of us.
Instead of heading to the bedroom, he placed me gently on the floor near the Christmas tree that sat right next to the fireplace. Kace started a fire with the click of a button, while Cam made sure the Christmas lights were turned on the tree.
The ambiance was romantic, and I was once again on the verge of tears from pure happiness. I leaned back on my hands with my knees up, waiting for them to join me and thinking of how lucky I was.
Cam finally sat next to me and started opening a bottle of champagne as Kace crawled from the fireplace to where I was sitting. With his hands on my knees, he spread my legs and inched his way between them, getting as close as he possibly could to me.
We all held onto the flute of champagne that Cam poured us and even though I felt kind of silly doing so, I lifted my glass to make a small toast. “To us,” I blushed. “To the love we all share, to the holidays for making these moments extra special, and to a future where we no longer care or worry about what others may think.”
I could hear Cam grunt his appreciation to the last part since he was the one facing “everyone”. Kace smiled and winked at me as we all three brought our glasses together. Cam lifted the remote that practically controlled the whole house and hit a button that started soft Christmas music. Not traditional songs, but a symphony that created a sensual holiday tune.
When my champagne was half gone, Kace took the glass from my hand and set it aside with his. He gently found my lips and pulled me onto his lap. The heat from the fireplace was more prominent on my arms as I wrapped them around his neck. But that heat paled in comparison to the burn I felt when Cam’s lips found my neck from behind me.
In the beginning, the three of us navigated these moments differently, unsure of how to be intimate when there were three of us. But in the last few weeks, it seemed to be coming more and more natural, no longer hesitating or questioning where we should be or what we should be doing.
Cam’s hands crept around to the front of my dress and tugged my breasts free from the top. He started kneading and rubbing, making me moan into Kace’s mouth.
“Suck her tits,” Cam commanded.
Kace pulled back and took his direction, lowering his mouth to my nipples and biting gently before taking me all the way in his mouth. He sucked hard, going from one to the other as Cam held them up for him. Kace’s hands rubbed up and down my legs at the same time, causing goosebumps to form on my skin.