Initiative (Suncoast Society #31)(68)

But most of them…

Most of them were her new adopted friends and family from the Suncoast Society. And all of them were in on the secret.

It felt good knowing that, in one way, at least, she had the satisfaction of the truth being out there.

As they started down the aisle, her eyes were on Darryl. Their Master had ordered them to enjoy today, to cherish and savor it, so she damn well would. Maybe one day, if the laws ever changed again, they could fix it so it was all three of them.

But for now, they had their marching orders, and she damn well would obey them.

As her father handed her off to Darryl, Grant caught her eye and winked, nearly sending her into a giggle fit.

Then Kyle poked him, knowingly smirking in a way that was eerily reminiscent of how Grant always smirked.

Yes, they were already a family. Kyle had three parents in their household who loved him, and he knew it. Susie knew they couldn’t manage the relationship he had with his mom, but at least he had their calm stability to rely on.

Rev. de Papio had asked if they had a preference for their ceremony. Susie had asked that he keep it short, but for obvious reasons she didn’t ask him to remove the references to god out of it.

There was a certain irony there that made her, Darryl, and even Grant giggle just a little.

And as he had them turn to face each other, she made sure to glance into the audience and get a look at Marcus and Joanie’s faces.

Joanie had a fakey-fake smile plastered on her kisser. Marcus looked like he was stuck there and about to take a shit in his suit.

Good.

As they said their vows and exchanged rings, Susie stared into Darryl’s eyes, spotting the same peace she knew resided within her. He never looked worried anymore. He never looked stressed.

Like her, the past several months had brought about a cascade of changes she never would have predicted, would never have dared dream before.

She was lucky, and she damn well knew it.

They all were.

By the time the reverend pronounced them man and wife and they kissed, Susie felt a serenity sweep over her the likes of which she never before dreamed possible.

After she and Darryl kissed, she leaned in and hugged Kyle, then Grant and Rusty.

Grant dropped her a panty-melting wink before she turned to hug Kristin, Tilly, and Loren. Then she and Darryl were heading down the aisle together.

And then…

From that point on was a whirlwind of pictures—including one with her and Grant alone, and one with her and Grant and Darryl recreating their prom picture—and congratulations, and the reception, and then…

By eleven that night, the three of them were alone in their own bed, in a house that almost felt too quiet without Kyle there. Tomorrow night they’d be going to dinner at Sigalo’s and the club, but tonight was all theirs.

They held their three hands up together, Susie lying in the middle of them. “I love you guys. I mean, beyond everything else, beyond you being our Master, everything. I really, deeply, madly love both of you. Thank you for not making me choose between you. It would have broken my heart.”

“The decision never was you choosing between the two of us,” Darryl gently told her. “He’s always owned both of us. Let’s be honest about that for once, shall we? Even in high school. If we’d ever ended up roommates back then, it wouldn’t have been long before the three of us were an awkward item trying to figure out how to do what we were doing, and we’d still probably be together. But we might have f*cked it up in the process.”

She looked over at Grant, at that handsome smirk he wore. “What?” he innocently asked.

“He’s right,” she softly said. “I think it really did have to happen this way for it to end happily.”

“Oh, sweetheart, this isn’t an end. This is only our beginning.”





Chapter Twenty-Two


They slept late the next morning. Susie awoke the men with morning blow jobs, a rare treat indeed.

After coffee, it was back to bed…and round two.

With both of them wearing their leather cuffs and collars, Grant finally made up his mind. “Sixty-nine, her on the bottom. Nobody comes until I say so.”

“Ooh, someone’s getting their ass f*cked,” Darryl said, giving an adorable little shake of his ass.

Grant went and fetched what he’d need. By the time Grant returned, Darryl had Susie on her back, his face between her legs. Since the men already had the edge taken off, they were at the advantage. Darryl deviously went to town with his mouth and tongue, eagerly trying to get her over the edge, forcing her to concentrate so as not to disobey Grant’s order to not come.

“That’s what I like to see,” Grant said as he pulled on a glove. “An ass in the air.” He smacked Darryl’s ass. “I’m not picky which ass, either. I love them both.”

Susie had a perfect view of Grant lubing Darryl’s ass and getting him ready. Every moan Darryl made hummed right through her clit, driving her closer to release.

Watching them together like this was not only adorable and sexy, it made her hornier than hell. Most of the time it was Grant on top, but sometimes, he sucked Darryl’s cock, or had Darryl f*ck him, and it was even more amazing.

Grant’s latest new favorite thing was riding Darryl’s cock while she sat on Darryl’s face and sucked Grant off at the same time.