All That Remains (Metamorphosis Book 1) (11 page)

“What do you see, Charlie?”

“When I look at you?” he asked Hatch.

“That’ll do for a start.”

“You’re used to handling everything. Making it right for everyone. You fucked up. And it’s out of your hands and it’s making you crazy. You want her. You have her body but you want her trust. You’re terrified she’ll never trust you again and it’ll be your fault because you threw it away.”

She stirred against him but he kept his fist in her hair.

“What about her?” There was a slight tremor in Hatch’s words and Charlie knew he’d hit it on the head.

“She never stopped loving you. While you were gone she could love the memory of you. Risk free. She had opportunities to be with people, to make it work but she chose not to let anyone in. Because there was no room. You were there. It makes her feel weak and alternately strong. She’s terrified that if she admits she does trust you, you’ll leave again and she’ll be unable to move on and be broken like her sister. But she’s even more afraid to admit out loud that you can never be totally sure someone won’t ever hurt you and really loving means living with that knowledge.”

Hatch’s gaze softened as the words hit him and settled in. “And what about you, Charlie?”

“Me? I love you both so much it hurts. I love you so much, Summer, that if this doesn’t work out I don’t know what I’d do because while I love Hatch, your being in my life has changed everything. I love being between you. Love the trust you both show when you let me smooth the way between us all. I’m happy. Happier than I’ve ever been. After nine years on the road I have come home. I understand home in a totally different way than I ever have and I’m fucking scared that if things fall apart I’d have to see you with someone else and it would break me.”

The three of them were silent for long moments.

“You’re so clever, Charlie Franco. Clever and brave. And I do trust you. With my heart. And my house key and my body. Hatch and I are difficult. You’re used to him, but add me and you have a full-time job. Are you absolutely sure?”

Hatch dropped to his knees and looked up Summer’s body. First at her and then to Charlie. He drew her panties off and tossed them to the side. He kissed up her thigh and buried his face in her cunt. Licking mercilessly until she trembled all over, tightened her muscles and came. He surged up and kissed her lips. Kissed her until she breathed herself through him.

Charlie spoke, “I’m utterly sure. I was born to love you both.”

Charlie’s words roused her. “You were right. Though you left yourself out of the equation. I’m not sure I’d be able to find my way back to Hatch without you. And I’m totally sure I wouldn’t be happy if you weren’t here right now. I’m scared, but not more than I’m in love.”

“Here I am, on my knees before you both.” Hatch snorted. “It’s
always
been you, Summer. And then there was Charlie and now I have you both and I don’t think I deserve to be this freaking happy. I’m going to mess up. I’m an asshole, we know this. But I need you to trust me enough to make it right when I screw up. Enough to let my hands and lips tell you what I’m not going to say right with words.”

She paused for long moments and then nodded. “If I didn’t trust you, Hatch, I’d have never let you in my house. I wouldn’t be here with you right now. This isn’t going to be easy. But I think it can be good. And forever. You guys could move in here.” Her gaze skirted away briefly and then returned. “You know if you wanted. You could keep your caravan if you…wanted to go someday. But sleep and live here with me.”

Hatch got it. He’d been so stupid. That caravan must have been a nagging reminder of him leaving. Of his ability to pick up and go on a whim. “We were only holding on to it until you finally asked us to live here or we got our own, bigger place and made you move in with us. I’m
not
leaving you. I went out and I lived and saw things I never would have. I met Charlie and now he’s ours.”

“And you’re mine,” Charlie added.

“And we’re his. But you were always meant to be mine. We can travel. The three of us. See the world together when and if we want. But you’re the place we want to put down roots. Do you understand? We aren’t going anywhere.”

Summer blinked back tears. “I’m stuck with you?”

He grinned. “Yes. I’m sure we can sell the caravan easily enough. Or we can rent it for extra income. Whatever you want.”

“I just came twice, I’m relatively easy right now.”

“And I want to fuck you,” Charlie said to Hatch.

Summer hummed. “Yes, that would be delicious.”

Hatch stood and helped her to her feet.

Charlie kissed her neck, his hands on her breasts, his gaze locked on Hatch. “Lube’s in the bedroom. Get in there and wait.”

Her nipples tightened as Hatch swallowed hard and obeyed.

“I love when he does that for you.”

Charlie smiled against her neck. “Me too, sunshine. I’m going to need your help.”

He spun her and she kissed him. “Good.”

T
hey walked
into the bedroom and Hatch had laid out the lube on the bed. She shivered at the sight.

“You get naked, Summer, and then get him naked too,” Charlie told her as he began to get his own clothes off.

She pulled her dress off. Her panties were somewhere in the living room and she hadn’t been wearing a bra.

She stepped to Hatch and pulled his undershirt off. His ink drew her hands as she caressed her palms across the curled up dragon on his chest, down his left arm where the tail curled around from shoulder to wrist.

She unbuttoned his pants and pushed them down. His cock was already beginning to revive after Charlie had made him come. “I love it that both of you have such a quick recovery time.”

“Me too because I seem to never stop wanting you.”

She kissed his belly button. “Good.”

Charlie moved up behind her and pulled her to stand, brushing her against the length of his body as he did.

“After I fuck him, we’ll go for that swim and then I’ll fuck you too.”

She looked back over her shoulder. “I’m going to hold you to that.”

Charlie looked around the room as he thought. Finally he turned to Summer. “I want you on the bed. You can lean against the pillows. Both of us are going to want at you.”

Okay then. Charlie giving orders was a thing of beauty. She scrambled up to the bed, giving them both a show as she crawled on her hands and knees to get in place. When she flipped over, they both watched, hungry looks on their faces, hands on their dicks.

“Hands and knees over her. I want your ass.”

Hatch shivered as he climbed on the bed. His cock was fully erect again. Hard and dark, glossy at the slit.

He dipped his head to lick over her mouth and then settle in for a kiss.

Charlie shook his head. “You two, how much bounty can one person expect in their life? And here I have so much.”

He got on the bed, snugging up behind Hatch. He kissed down Hatch’s spine, licking the gooseflesh that rose.

Charlie reached around, fisting Hatch’s cock a few times.

“Fuck yeah,” Hatch rumbled.

Charlie bit his neck but it was Summer who gasped at the sight. Her pupils were huge as she watched them both. Her gaze landing on Charlie’s fist on Hatch’s cock.

Charlie moved back, kissing his way back down Hatch’s spine, pausing to deliver a nip to his ass cheek. Hard enough to leave a mark.

He didn’t need the lube. Not yet.

He spread Hatch wide, blowing over his asshole. He dipped enough to lick over Hatch’s sac from behind and then back up to his hole. Licking over it.

Hatch made a sound so deep and raw it shot straight to Charlie’s cock. He got Hatch nice and wet before he dug in, reveling in Hatch’s response. He shoved his ass back at Charlie.

He pulled away long enough to speak. “Don’t touch your cock, Hatch.”

“May not need to,” Hatch growled and Charlie grinned. Charlie knew he could push Hatch into coming just from his mouth and tongue. Knew it was exquisite torture too.

But he also knew the brush of his cock against Hatch’s gland would make him blow all over Summer’s belly. And he had plans along those lines.

So he pushed some more until Hatch writhed beneath him, his muscles trembling and then Charlie pulled back.

“Sunshine, get over here and lube me up.”

She got out from under Hatch and moved to Charlie on her knees, taking the lube from him and pouring it over his cock. She used her hands, getting him nice and slippery.

He hissed at how good it was and then again when she poured it over Hatch’s asshole.

“Thank you. Now get back under him. Legs outside his thighs though. Scoot down a little.”

She nodded and got to it. He waited until she’d gotten into place before he pressed into Hatch’s hole. Charlie snarled at how it felt. Tight and smooth, hot, so fucking hot and slick he popped past that ring of muscle easily enough.

S
ummer looked up
, around Hatch’s body, to watch Charlie’s face. Concentration etched into his features at first as he worked his way inside Hatch. Then pleasure washed over him as he began to move. She knew when he’d bumped Hatch’s gland because Hatch jerked and moaned every time.

It left her hot and wet and aching for more. She wanted to touch them both but it was clear Charlie had a plan so she made herself wait for him to tell her what to do next.

When she turned her attention to Hatch, he watched her through half-lidded eyes, glazed with heat and promise. She shivered and he smiled slow and sexy.

His cock was so hard and dark she nearly felt sorry for him. But she knew the outcome of this little game between her men. Knew Hatch would come so hard when Charlie wanted him to.

“Baby, your face. You’re killing me,” Hatch murmured to her. “Your skin is flushed and your nipples are hard. You want it, don’t you?”

“I have it.”

Charlie hummed. “Sunshine, you always know what to say.”

She laughed. “Not always. But this? Between the three of us? Yes, it’s just right.”

“Is he hard?” Charlie asked.

She knew Charlie was close. The muscles on his neck were corded and his voice had gone all slow and growly.

“Yes. And he’s dripping.”

“On your cunt?”

“A little higher.” Her own voice had gone breathy and a little stuttery.

“Scoot so that when he comes, it’s all over your pussy and your belly.”

All the breath rushed from her as she moved. Her position meant his thighs held her open wide.

“Jerk your cock, Hatch. And blow on her pussy. Make her even more wet.”

Just a small tremor shook her body. A pre-cursor climax at not only the words, but the promise in them.

Hatch locked his gaze on her and wrapped his fist around his cock. She could tell he tried to go slow, but it wasn’t going to work. Because Hatch was greedy for pleasure and he could never wait very long for it.

She dug her nails into her palms, wanting so much to touch but not having permission to. Instead yearning rendered her skin super sensitive as she waited. Her breath hitching with Hatch’s as he got closer, with Charlie’s as he tried to hold out. His thigh muscles rippled with each thrust into Hatch.

And Hatch groaned with each pass over his sweet spot until he muttered a curse and the hot, slick slide of his come hit her belly all the way to her pussy. It wrenched a gasp from her lips.

“Oh, Summer, your face just now.” Charlie’s voice showed strain. “He’s so tight around my cock. I won’t last much longer. Hatch, now that she’s nice and wet from you, make her come. I can’t until you do, Summer, so don’t keep me waiting.”

“Yes.”

Hatch leaned down and scored her nipple with his teeth as his thumb slid through the slick of his seed just above her clit. He brought it down, into her and she arched on a cry.

He sucked each nipple until she nearly sobbed. And then he slid two fingers up into her cunt and pressed the pad of his thumb over her clit only to pull it back. Over and over and over until her hips began to roll, anticipating his movements to meet them.

Climax arced through her body, sweet and hot, electric. So intense it nearly hurt.

She rode it as Hatch continued to finger her, as Charlie continued to fuck Hatch.

“Ohgod,” Charlie mumbled and she knew he came when she opened her eyes to find him looking down at her, licking his lips. A bead of sweat rolled from his forehead dropped and hit Hatch’s shoulder as he and Hatch both collapsed, trying not to crush her when they hit the bed.

“It’s a good thing we have forever,” Charlie said, snuggling up to them both. “Because it’s going to take me half that to get the feeling back in my legs. I love you both.”

She went to her elbow to look at them. Her men. “I love you too.”

“Me three. Which is a good thing because I’m laying in a really big wet spot,” Hatch said, making them all laugh as they headed out of bed and toward the lake. She’d change the sheets when they got back because as Charlie had said, they had forever.

T
he story goes like this
: While on pregnancy bed rest, Lauren Dane had plenty of down time so her husband took her comments about “giving that writing thing a serious go” to heart and brought home a secondhand laptop. She wrote her first book on it before it gave up the ghost. Even better, she sold that book and never looked back.

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