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FREED

Copyright © 2012 by Berengaria Brown

E-book ISBN: 1-61926-576-1

First E-book Publication: April 2012

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Planning Trevellyan’s commitment ceremony to Merrick, Vaughan, and Evelyn had been excellent fun. Aurelia hadn’t enjoyed herself so much in years. It wasn’t just that Trevellyan had let her do pretty much what she pleased, but also that she really liked Evelyn and the men, and was truly happy for Trevellyan. It had seemed a little weird to her at first, when he’d partnered with not one man, but two. By the time she found out they’d added Evelyn to the mix, Aurelia was pretty relaxed about the whole deal. Whatever floated their boat was good with her.

And now she was basically considering doing a similar thing with Thomas—who was called Mas—and Niall. Of course, both the men were still a little stiff-legged and possessive around her, but they were gradually relaxing into the program, and she was certain that within a few months they’d accept the idea of bonding as a threesome.

She leaned back against Niall’s hard body as she watched Trevellyan say his vows. It had been easier than she thought to find a marriage celebrant to conduct the ceremony. This particular one had conducted several similar ceremonies for threesomes. Of course, it wasn’t legally binding, but the words they all said were chosen especially for their partners and were said with honesty and commitment. No one could ask for more than that, she thought.

Trevellyan gave Evelyn a ring. She gave him a neck chain. Merrick and Vaughan in turn said their vows and gave Evelyn a ring each. She gave them each a neck chain—Trevellyan’s was white gold, Merrick’s was gold, and Vaughan’s was silver.

The three rings, one in each of the three metals, then joined together in a swirling pattern to form a single ring, which was slipped on Evelyn’s finger.

Merrick gave Trevellyan and Vaughan a pendant in the same metal as their chain, as did Vaughan to Trevellyan and Merrick, and Trevellyan to Vaughan and Merrick. The two pendants joined together in much the same way as the rings had done, then were hung from their neck chains. Now each of them carried a symbol of all their partners.

The celebrant pronounced a blessing, they all kissed, and Aurelia threw white rose petals over Evelyn. The men were gathered so closely around her they were sprinkled with flower petals, too.

Aurelia nodded at Mas, who was standing to one side, holding a heavy tray of filled champagne flutes. He began offering the champagne to all the guests, and suddenly, the garden was filled with the sounds of happy chatter and laughter.

Niall massaged her shoulders. “It went well, my sweet. Your organizational skills are second to none.”

“If only one of the bosses at the ten million jobs I’ve applied for agreed with you!”

“Ten million, huh? No exaggeration.”

“None whatsoever.” She laughed. “Seriously, I need a job so we can start tracking down that other call center. I’m certain there’s another one somewhere, and likely it’s in a similar sort of situation to the one where I was. Maybe an hour from town, in a big, isolated house.”

Mas joined them, handing them each a champagne flute. “I agree. Plus, it wouldn’t surprise me if there was more than one.”

Aurelia jumped. “Really? I never thought of that, but it makes sense. Ye gods! There could be dozens of them!”

“Yeah well, I have a few leads to follow up that will get us started, but I also have some pretty major deadlines for other jobs. Paid jobs. You know, the kind that ensures the electricity comes on when we flick a switch.”

“I understand. I truly am trying to find work.” Aurelia felt like dirt. She’d tried so hard to get a job, had been so excited when she’d finally got the call center job. And look how that had turned out! The owners had used microchips to brainwash the staff into working free forever.

Unfortunately, there were dozens of applicants at every job she applied for. Trevellyan had offered to send her to school to get a qualification to help her find work, but she hadn’t even been able to think of a short course she wanted to do that could lead to a job.

Niall must have felt the tension in her back or something because he petted her and said, “No worries, sweet. I’ve mentioned you to a few friends of mine, and sooner or later, someone is sure to need an office worker. There’s always data to be entered and paper to be shuffled.”

“Besides, it was just as well you weren’t working, or you’d never have been able to organize today in just two weeks,” added Mas.

Yeah.
Aurelia smiled again. The ceremony had been wonderful. Trevellyan looked so handsome—all the men did—and Evelyn was truly beautiful. It was the first time Aurelia had seen her not wearing jeans and boots, and the long, pale-blue dress really looked lovely on her. Evelyn’s shoulders and neck were creamy-white, rising out of the frothy neckline, her long, dark hair piled on her head giving her extra height, grace, and dignity.

Suddenly, Aurelia was caught up again in the celebration, with no more time to think about herself.

* * * *

Niall knew not having a job was eating away at Aurelia. It was no wonder she’d fallen for the call center con. It sounded reasonable if you were desperate for a job. Shift work, with eight hours on, and eight hours off. Only, when they began the grinding schedule and became consumed in the pattern, they found themselves enslaved in a system they had no strength or energy to break away from. Never mind the whole microchip and brainwashing stuff as well.

Thank God, she was free now, and he and Mas would follow the paper trail to the other call centers. But not tonight. Tonight Niall planned to give Aurelia so many orgasms she wouldn’t be able to walk for a week. And Mas was just the person to assist him in his plan.

The IT professional was a good man, the kind of man he’d have trusted to watch his back in his military days. Mas was also extremely sexy, with the biggest blue eyes he’d ever seen on anyone—man or woman—and a hard, toned body more commonly displayed on men of action rather than on geeks.

As for Aurelia, she was every wet dream he’d ever had come to life. Long blonde hair that hung almost to her lush, rounded butt. Deep blue eyes with eyelashes so long they should be proscribed as weapons of mass destruction. They sent his dick into a permanent hard-on every time she peeped at him through them. And then there were her breasts. A perfect handful, the nipples berry-brown, and his dick wept with agony at the thought of being buried between them and thrusting toward her mouth. She’d open those rosy lips and flick her tongue across his cockhead, so he’d explode into her mouth while her breasts wrapped his shaft tight.

Shit, he’d come in his pants if he didn’t get his cock inside her soon. Her ass, her cunt, her mouth, her breasts, anywhere would be fine as long as it was inside her. He needed her so bad his balls ached.

He and Mas had worn tuxedos to the commitment ceremony on Aurelia’s orders. Well, actually, she’d dragged them down to Petra’s Formal Wear, had them measured, and had the suits hired, before either he or Mas was totally sure what was going on. She’d also hired a slinky, purple dress for herself that had hugged every inch of her delectable curves, and he’d spent most of the afternoon wanting to rip it off her and bury his needy dick inside her welcoming heat.

Finally, their hired finery was taken off and back in its zippered plastic bags. He was standing in his brand-new, black, silk boxers, and his skull-and-crossbones socks.

Mas had pulled his socks and shoes off the moment they’d gotten back to Niall’s apartment, where they were all staying now.

This was very new. They’d only just moved in together, both of them wanting Aurelia and her wanting both of them. It’d taken a bit for Niall to get his head around the idea of sharing her, but since he had to share her, at least it was with Mas, a man he liked and respected.

His hand was stroking his cock, which he’d pulled out of his bottle-green, silk boxers. Niall licked his lips. Mas sure did have a nice dick. Long and wide. He’d seen a hell of a lot of dicks while in the Marines, most of them very ordinary, but Mas’s was worth looking at. Except he’d rather be looking at Aurelia.

She walked into the bedroom right then, her arms up to her head, her fingers busily unbraiding her hair from the fancy twist thing it had been in for the ceremony. She was wearing a purple bra and panties set that had his cock growing harder and demanding some immediate action. He’d thought he was as hard as a rock already, but Aurelia could always get another inch from him. Her body just set his dick on fire every time.

Mas’s hoarse voice interrupted Niall’s thoughts. “You want her ass or her cunt?”

“You can choose for the first round,” said Niall.

“The first round, huh? I like the way you’re thinking.”

“Uh, guys. I’m right here you know.”

“And thank God for that. I don’t think I could wait much longer. That purple dress was spectacular, but your underwear is even better,” said Niall.

“Hell yes.” Mas scooped Aurelia up in his arms and dropped them both onto the bed, the force of their landing bouncing them up and down several times. Niall laughed then jumped onto his bed beside them. Just as well it was a sturdy piece of furniture. With all three of them on it, it needed to be!

Mas snatched the lube and condoms out of the nightstand, dropping the box of condoms onto the sheets, and holding the lube as he wiggled farther down the bed. It appeared he wanted her ass. Fine by Niall. Niall loved her ass, but he loved her cunt, too, and her mouth. Any of them was good. Hell, just having her naked in his bed was a dream come true. Although fucking would be even better.

“Let me distract you,” he murmured, rubbing his nose across her cheeks then along her jawline.

“Kiss me.”

“Bossy little thing, aren’t you?” But he did kiss her. It’d been in his plans all along. However, it seemed she wanted it now rather than later, and he could deal with that. Her mouth still tasted faintly of champagne, and having his nose pressed into her like this made him even more aware of the smell of rose petals, also from the ceremony. It was sweet, and girly, but also incredibly sensuous, making his dick throb with the urgent need to be buried inside her. There couldn’t be much foreplay this time, or he really would come in his pants like a teenager. For the next round they could do more preliminary stuff, but right now he needed to be inside her and pounding hard and deep.

Her hips were rising into Mas’s touch, and she was moaning into his mouth, so he figured she was ready for him to enter her. He’d have liked to drive his fingers deep into her cunt, to touch that spot that always made her gasp, but he had to be considerate of Mas, whose fingers were busy in her ass getting her ready for them to share.

So he contented himself with thrusting his tongue deep into her mouth, tasting and touching every inch of the soft insides of her cheeks, running the tip of his tongue over the roof of her mouth, and then sucking hard on it until his lungs were bursting for lack of air.

“Ready,” said Mas.

Thank God!

Niall laid on his right side, pulling Aurelia against his body then lifting her top leg high as he drove his aching, needy dick deep inside her. When his balls were rammed hard against her skin, he pulled her leg over his hip, holding it there.

Mas slid in behind Aurelia, forcing his lower leg under all their bodies, holding her ass cheeks wide apart, then entering her dark channel.

Aurelia made little happy noises, letting Niall know that Mas was going deeper inside her, until he could feel Mas’s cock himself, through the thin membrane. Mas wiggled and rearranged all their bodies a bit and then gripped Aurelia’s hips. Niall grabbed hold of Mas’s shoulders, locking Aurelia tightly between the two men, and they began to move together, sliding out in unison then pressing in at the same slow pace.

Niall loved this. They really did work as a team, knowing the slower they could go, the longer they could make it last, the more explosive the orgasms they’d all have. He and Mas were getting to know each other well enough now that they could tell how close the other one was to coming, when he couldn’t wait another second, and then they’d really jackhammer together for the final few strokes, sending all three off the edge together.

But for now, slow and steady was the way to go, trying to hit all her sensitive nerve endings on each stroke.

Aurelia was a vocal lover, not a screamer as such, but she gave lots of little appreciative mumbles and sounds, letting Niall know what she liked. He loved being inside her like this. She was hot, very hot, and so wet he slid in and out easily. The walls of her cunt gripped him, and she did a wiggle with her hips that nearly made him swallow his tongue, it felt so fucking good.

But all too soon, he knew his cock was going to burst before much longer. His balls were as hard as rocks, and if they drew up any tighter to his body, they’d be inside his skin.

Mas was making the noise that indicated time was about up for him, too, so together, they increased the speed, slamming into her with all their strength, still in complete harmony with each other.

Aurelia gasped, and her cunt grabbed his dick so hard he really thought it might break. Then he came, jet after jet of cum pouring into the condom, until he thought he’d never come again. And still her body shook with her own orgasm. Mas was shaking, too, so he’d obviously come as well, and Niall knew Aurelia’s ass muscles would be gripping Mas’s cock every bit as hard as her pussy grabbed his. Finally, the shaking stopped and they relaxed onto the bed, untangling their legs, disposing of the condoms, and then cuddling Aurelia between them, her heart pressed to his, Mas’s long, hard body keeping her back warm. Fuck, if he wasn’t the luckiest man on Earth!