Page 36 of Overdue Feelings
“Y’all did all of this for me?”
Neither of them answered. They just ushered me inside. I stepped further in, my sneakers squeaking across the tile until I saw it, a table set up with gifts neatly wrapped in deep purple and gold. And beside them, a thick photo album.
“Y’all!” I gasped, one hand flying to my mouth, the other to my chest. “What is all of this? Y’all know I don’t need all this big, fancy stuff.”
“Maybe, you don’t need it,” Ares said, stepping closer, “but you deserve it.”
Zae slipped his hand beneath my chin, lifting my gaze to his. “You’re not split between two loves anymore, Creek. You’re standing in the middle of one big one. And that’s something worth celebrating.”
My eyes watered.
“Go ahead.” Ares nodded toward the scrapbook on the table. “Look at the book.”
I picked it up, already blinking back tears before I even opened it. When I turned to the first page, I couldn’t help but to let them roll down my cheek. It was pictures of us through the years. Old playground photos. Eighth grade school field day. Freshmen homecoming. Senior prom. Graduation. They even had the blurry shot from the lifeguard tower the day Zae asked me to be his girlfriend. The more I flipped through the book, the more tears rolled down my face, and then I saw them. All the notes and letters Ares had written me over the years printed out on the last ten pages.
My hand covered my mouth again.
“Guys, I can’t—this is…” My words got caught in my throat. Zae came up behind me, pressing a kiss to my shoulder. “Theseare the memories that made us, Creek, and we can’t wait to make more.”
Ares took the album from my hands and set it aside. “And tonight’s just the beginning.”
My body moved on instinct, like it already knew what came next. I backed up and climbed onto the bed slowly. Roses crushed beneath me as I laid back, arms out, legs bent.
“How about we make a memory right now?” I whispered.
“Shit, say less.” Zae was the first to reach me. He climbed into bed and pulled off my dress with the quickness. It was almost like he’d been waiting to see me naked all day. Ares followed, his hands roaming my body, unfastening my bra and tossing it aside.
“You’re crying.” Ares wiped under my eye and kissed my tears away.
“I know.” I sniffled, pulling him closer. “They’re happy tears. Horny ones too.”
They both grinned as they placed kisses all over my body. I reached for both. “I need y’all inside.”
“How bad?” Zae spread my legs and kissed my inner thigh.
“Bad. Real bad.” I didn’t even try to hide the want in my voice.
“Say it,” Ares said, his hand gripping my neck. “Tell us exactly what you want.”
“To be filled. To be stretched,” I basically moaned. “To have both of you at the same time.”
“Shit!” Zae hissed, already tugging his shirt over his head. Ares didn’t waste any time either. His chain clinked as he stripped, eyes locked on me like he was starving.
“You sure?” Zae asked, needing to hear it again from my lips.
“I’m past sure,” I whispered, leaning back onto the bed of roses they’d laid out for me. “I’ve been researching, and I want it.”
Zae looked at me, then over at Ares, and back again. I knew that look. They were trying to figure out the logistics of my request with nothing but eye contact. I bit my lip to keep from laughing.
“My polyamorous deep dive turned into a double penetration rabbit hole,” I admitted. “And... I’m intrigued.”
“Intrigued, huh?” Zae’s brow lifted.
“I mean... You know I love a good thumb in the butt moment,” I said, dead serious. “And you, sir,” I pointed at Zae, “have broken my ass in more times than I can count. So yeah, I want to try.”
“For real, Creek? You not just talkin’ nasty?” Ares stared at me.
“I’m dead ass serious,” I told him. “I trust y’all. Slut me out, please.” I spread my legs wide so they could get a good glimpse of my wet, throbbing middle.”
