Between Two Billionaires (BWWM Menage Romance) (4 page)

I heard to door open and turned around, expecting to see Thomas there, instead it was the last person I wanted to be confronted with right now. Eric stood in the door way watching me for a moment, I covered my private parts with my arms.

"Do you mind?" I yelled at him, not sure what else there was to say right now.

"Kiara? What the fuck are you doing here?" he asked.

Thomas walked into the bathroom from the other door and quickly rid of Eric, closing the door behind him and leaving me alone.
Wasn't Eric supposed to be in Italy?

I wasn't sure what to think or feel right now, I wasn't sure what to make of what had just happened. I'd just seen Eric for the first time in ten years, the boy who had ruined my relationship with Thomas. The worst thing about it was that he looked god damn sexy. His face flashed through my mind, dark hair, perfect eyebrow game, he was pulling off that rugged, unshaven but still pretty boy look. Of course it had to be too good to be true that I could just start a relationship with Thomas without complications.

I stepped out of the shower, hearing the muffled voice of the boys arguing in the living room. I wrapped myself in a fluffy white towel and decided to go out and see what was happening. I tried to tip toe there sneakily but as soon as I appeared at the entrance of the living room the boys both stopped talking and looked at me.

"Hi..." I said sheepishly.
 

"Hi," Eric said, looking me over like he was a lion and I was his prey.

Thomas looked over at me and nodded.

"What's going on? I'm sorry I yelled at you in the bathroom Eric..." I said, feeling a little guilty for my reaction.

Eric shrugged like it was no big deal.

"Come sit down Kiara," Thomas said.

I walked over and sat next to him on the black leather sofa.
 

I was glad that I was short and the towel was extra large so it covered all my parts. It was still awkward to be sitting there so uncovered like I was though.

"Kiara, I did something you're not going to like...but I'm hoping you'll hear me out before you storm out of here hating me," Thomas said.

"Remember our promise last night? I'm not going to do that again," I told him, though I was curious about what it was he had done.

"After you left Kiara, Eric and I promised each other that we'd never be with you again without smoothing it over with each other first..." he paused, "I never told Eric you were here with me last night and well..."

"Well I'm not a piece of property guys, I'll be with whoever I want and you guys shouldn't be so up in each other's business anyway."

"We're both in love with you Kiara and we have a lot at stake if this comes between Eric and I, not just for the family but for our company," Thomas told me.

"I'm not okay with it," Eric said, his hands clasped in front of him as he looked at me with conviction.

"Well I'm not okay with being a piece of meat for you guys to fight over. Just don't be with me then Thomas, it's really that simple in the end," I said cooly.

"Did that night mean nothing to you Kiara?" Eric asked me as he clenched his jaw.

I was stunned by his question, scared to tell him the truth, especially in front of Thomas.

"Well?" he asked.

"It meant everything to me..." I confessed, scared of what would happen next.

"Who do you want to be with then?" Thomas asked, "who do you love, Kiara?"

I mulled the answer to his question over in my head.
Who did I love?
If you'd asked me last night I would have said Thomas but now that I had Eric right in front of me, I was confronted by our intense past and reminded of the feelings I once had for him. The truth was, I loved them both and I wasn't sure who I loved more.

"Both of you," I said, "I know it doesn't make sense but I am in love with both of you, I always was."

"What exactly do you expect us to do with that information Kiara?" Thomas asked, a wounded look on his face.

"If you love both of us Kiara, then you can have both of us..." Eric said, looking at Thomas.

"I don't understand," I said,
both of them? What did he mean?

"I don't mind sharing you, not with Thomas, the three of us have always had a strong bond, I'd rather share you than lose you again," Eric said.

"I agree," Thomas finally spoke up, "if you love both of us like you say, then you can love us both, you can have it all Kiara, as long as I never have to be without you again, I know I'll be okay with it."

"Share me how, exactly?" I asked.

Eric got up from the sofa across from Thomas and I, walking over and sitting beside me. He tugged at the towel that was covering my naked body, it dropped around me, revealing everything. I sat there unsure of my own desires.
When they said they wanted to share me, did they mean in bed?
Eric took my breasts in his hands, lightly massaging them. I looked over at Thomas, who was biting his lip, I looked down at his sweat pants and noticed a bulge. He was turned on by Eric touching me.

"You're even more beautiful than I remembered, Kiara," Eric said.

He leant in and kissed me, grazing his lips softly against mine. I submitted to him as he plunged his tongue into my mouth. I felt Thomas's hand stroking at my thigh, breaking free from Eric's kiss to look over at him.
Was this really about to happen?
I thought to myself. Thomas began to kiss me now, I had both of their hands massaging up and down my body. This was the ultimate fantasy I never knew I had.
 

"Make love to me," I moaned, looking at Eric.

He nodded his head as he stood up from the sofa and began to undress himself. When he slid down his boxers and I saw his throbbing cock I went wild with desire, reminded of the first time he'd used it on me and how I had orgasmed so incredibly. He came over and kissed me while Thomas pushed my legs open and began rubbing my nub.

"Just do it already," I moaned.

Eric got down on his knees and pulled me to the edge of the leather sofa, rubbing his cock around my slit, getting it all wet and ready for penetration.

"I want to suck your cock while Eric fucks me," I told Thomas.

He grinned and nodded his head, pulling down his sweat pants and revealing that he had no boxers on underneath. His hard tool sprung free, the head of it already oozing with pre cum. He plunged it into my mouth just as Eric plunged his thick cock into my pussy. I wanted to let out a moan of pleasure but Thomas's cock in my mouth had me gagged and unable to speak. Eric fucked me with absolute need and disregard for pleasuring me, he simply fucked me hard and fast until he was going to come.
 

"I'm going to come on those big beautiful breasts," Eric grunted, pulling out of me.

He began stroking himself as he watched me take Thomas in my mouth. I moved my hand to my swollen wet pussy and began to play with myself, overwhelmed by having the two men I loved with me like this. I kept sucking at Thomas who was groaning loudly, on the brink of exploding. I wanted so badly to taste his warm load of cum so I kept working him. Suddenly I felt Eric's load of cum shooting onto my breasts which set off a chain reaction for the three of us. My orgasm built quickly, coming to peak as I exploded in the most intense pleasure while Thomas squirted his delicious seed into my mouth. I swallowed it all with joy.

"You are the most perfect woman, Kiara," Eric said leaning in to kiss me.
 

"It's true, the most exquisitely beautiful woman," Thomas added, "I love you."

"And I love you Kiara," Eric added.

"I love you too," I told them, smiling at the both of them.
 

EXCLUSIVE EXCERPT FROM: "BRIDE FOR THE ALPHA BILLIONAIRE"

"You know what? I should have done this a long time ago, we're through, we're done, we are sooooo over!" I yelled, rummaging through the drawers of the dresser we shared, gathering handfuls of my neatly folded clothes so they become unravelled in my hands and shoving them with force into my suitcase. "Screw you Tyrell, you're not worth it, I don't care anymore, you can have the apartment, you can have all this! Take it, I'm better off without you anyway!"
 

"C'mon Leish, you're being unreasonable, it was one time, one fucking time, I'll never do it again," Tyrell said trying to grab me, instead getting a swift slap across his hands.

"One time? One time my ass!!" I screamed, "you must think I'm some kinda fool boy, I don't care anymore, I don't love you Tyrell, I don't know if I ever loved you and I'm tired of staying with you're good for nothing ass, treating me like some side piece, who do you think you are?" I scoffed dramatically.

A voice inside told me to stop but I kept on going, swooping up my belongings and squishing them into the suitcase. I had no idea where I was going to go, I had $300 to my name and I wasn't being paid for another fortnight. Really, he's the one who should be leaving, he's the one who cheated, it's only fair but no, if I told Tyrell to leave he'd only be back by the time my shift was over with at the bar, and then I'd become complacent again "it's okay baby," "I forgive you baby." No way was I going back down that rabbit hole. I was taking my shit and I was getting out of this situation once and for all.
 

"Where are you gonna go? C'mon Leish, don't do this, you're my main girl, you're my everything baby," he said looking at me with his puppy dog eyes.

"None of your business!" I said marching to the door, "and don't call me, I mean it Tyrell, just stay out of my life!" I slammed the door behind me and lugged the suitcase to the elevator. It was already at my floor.

"Don't go Leish, let's talk about this!" Tyrell said coming out of the apartment door.

I furiously pressed the close button on the elevator repeatedly, hoping he wouldn't make it to the door in time. The doors closed and I could hear Tyrell yelling as the elevator went down muffling his sounds until it became silent again. Ding! The elevator went as it let me out, I wandered out of the building into the chilly street, still lugging my heavy suitcase behind me. I flailed my arms about trying to hail a cab and to my surprise one stopped straight away.
 

"42, West 13th Street," I told the driver once I was inside.

I let out a deep sigh of relief, I had made it out, but soon relief turned to panic as I thought about what I had just done. Did I just make myself homeless? Oh, God, what were you thinking Aleisha! I scolded myself. I took a deep breath trying to find composure. You will be okay, Aleisha, I told myself, you always are, you've been through worse than this and you always come out on top, you are fierce, you are brave, you will preserver. I repeated it in my head like a mantra, I wasn't going to let myself fall apart, not now.
 

The cab pulled up outside The Babylon, the upmarket cocktail lounge I waitressed at. I paid the driver and hopped out pulling the suitcase out after me.

"Cory!" I called out to the doorman, gesturing him to come over.

"You're late Aleisha," he said walking over to me and eyeing up that suitcase, "what's with that?"

"Please don't say that to me right now, it's a long story, but would you pretty, pretty please mind taking it in and putting it out back for me?" I asked putting on my best damsel in distress voice.
 

"Ah, sure," he said shrugging.

"Ah, thank you! You're the best, I mean that Cory!" I told him running inside.

"Leish!" Anika called out to me as I walked inside, "you're late."

Yes, I'm late, I know, I get it, stop telling me!

"Is Bart here? God, I broke up with Tyrell, sorry, I just, give me a sec, I'm just gonna go to the restroom and fix my hair," I told her as I dashed off.

"What?" I heard her call out after me.
 

I stared at myself for a second in the vanity mirror, rubbing the smudged eye make up from below my eyes and rearranging the bobby pins holding back my tight curls. Anika waltzed in pushing the door open with dramatic force, it was typical of strong willed Anika who was my closest friend and coworker.

"Yes Bart's here, and he's pissed your late, for the third time in a row Leish, you better get your shit together," she sighed, "and what's this about you and Tyrell breaking up, Leish, what's going on?"
 

"Oh great, Bart's wrath is just what I need right now," I sighed, "we'll talk about the Tyrell thing later, right now I just need to get out there and make sure I don't get my ass fired, you got any lipstick on you?"
 

She pulled out the bright red MAC lipstick and handed it over. I quickly painted it on my lips, puckering them on some tissue paper. I assessed myself in the mirror for the final time, I looked presentable. We went back into the bar and I quickly wrapped on my apron and began serving the patrons. I spied Bart angrily eyeing me from across the room but considering this was the busiest time of night I knew he wouldn't approach me just yet. I told myself that if I kept busy, smiled and did my best job he would forget about my tardiness but I knew that was just wishful thinking.
 

My eye turned to watch the man who had just walked into the bar, he removed his expensive peacoat and leather gloves handing them to Maria, the coat check clerk. I watched him for a moment although I knew where he was going to go, he was predictable in his actions. He straightened his lilac tie and adjusted his charcoal suit before walking to his usual corner table, adjacent to the entrance of the bar. I don't know why he liked that table, it was the worst in the house, badly lit and with the unpleasant view of behind the bar.
 

He had been coming here every Monday evening since I began working at The Babylon three months prior, but in the last month I couldn't recall seeing him, it was almost refreshing to see his face once more. It didn't help that he was very handsome, in that sexy, wealthy playboy kind of way. He was always impeccably groomed, clean shaven or a bit of neat scruff on his chin, his haircut was fashionable, shaved on the sides and longer on the top, slicked back. You could tell just by looking at him that this man had money, a lot of money. I wandered over to where he was sitting.