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In Which Pleasure Peaks and Crashes Down
“More,” Portia whimpered, as the sensation took hold.
Nigel paused to look at Donovan, the silent agreement passing between them clear. Nigel removed his hands from Portia’s breasts only to replace them with his mouth once again, sucking at her sensitive flesh. Donovan, following her command, slipped a second finger inside her warmth, increasing the pace of his strokes. The sudden invasion caused another gasp from her lips.
“P-Promise you won’t stop.” She panted, her mind and body swimming in pleasure as Donovan continued to thrust his fingers into her, hitting just the right angles until stars began to flicker on the edges of her vision.
Nigel was relentless in his own ministrations, grazing his teeth along the curve of her neck before latching onto one nipple, flicking it with his tongue.
Donovan watched Portia’s face closely as he stimulated her. “Never,” he vowed, his fingers working in perfect harmony with Nigel’s tantalizing mouth.
Slowly, the tension built in Portia’s body, intensifying with each stroke and lick until it reached a fever pitch. The room around her started to blur as she felt herself on the brink of release. It was Nigel’s firm grip on her waist and Donovan’s relentless attention to her center that held her grounded.
Donovan increased his pace, plunging his fingers deeper and harder. “Come for us, Portia,” he urged, his voice thick with desire.
Portia arched her back. Nigel continued to caress her, trailing open kisses along her throat as Donovan carefully withdrew his fingers from her quivering center. Heavy panting filled the room, and the soft glow of candles illuminated their entangled forms.
As her climax subsided, Portia sagged against Nigel, a lazy smile playing at the corner of her lips. Donovan moved to sit beside them, running a hand through his disheveled locks. Their eyes met and he gave her a slow smile, his gaze holding a warm glint.
“You are every bit as lovely as I imagined,” Donovan said softly, reaching out to tuck a stray hair behind Portia’s ear. His fingertips lingered for a moment, and he caressed the side of her face.
Nigel adjusted his grip around her waist so she was leaning comfortably against him. He brushed his lips over her temple before pressing a gentle kiss there. “Indeed,” he agreed, stroking his free hand down her arm in a soothing manner. “You have us utterly beguiled, my dear.”
The aftermath of their shared pleasure was heavy in the air, a heady mixture of desire and satisfaction. They remained there for some time, basking in the intimacy of their moment until Portia finally stirred, breaking the silence with a soft sigh of contentment.
“Now,” she said. “Which one of you will consent to marry me so I can get my auntie and uncle off my back?”
Episode Thirteen
In Which a Proposal is Made
There was a moment of silence at her words, both men exchanging a look before turning back to Portia. Her half-serious question hung in the air, and for a second she thought she might have overstepped.
But then Donovan let out a bark of laughter and swatted at her bare thigh. “You certainly know how to kill a moment.”
Nigel chuckled too, his laugh a deeper timbre that sent a pleasant shiver down her spine.
“Indeed,” Nigel agreed, although his eyes were thoughtful as he studied Portia’s face. He continued tracing slow circles on her arm, lulling her into a state of contentment. “But if we were to seriously contemplate such an idea…”
Donovan raised an eyebrow.
It was a bold proposal, audacious and wholly out of the norm. But then again, nothing about this night had been ordinary.
Nigel continued, a serious glint in his gaze now. “We both have enough wealth to support you. And we both care for you deeply. What if… What if we were to share everything in our lives with you, Portia?”
A stunned silence followed his words. Portia’s mouth formed a perfect O as she processed what he was suggesting. Donovan looked equally shocked, darting his gaze between Nigel and Portia.
“Are you suggesting…a polyandrous union?” Donovan asked, disbelief apparent in his tone.
Nigel merely hummed in affirmation, his gaze unwavering from Portia’s flustered face. “It’s unconventional,” he admitted. “But it is a solution.”
Portia blinked at him, her heart pounding wildly. A marriage among the three of them? It was so absurd, so unheard of—yet a small voice at the back of her mind asked if it was really so preposterous. She cared for both of them, and she felt wanted —cherished even—in their company. And if their chemistry in bed was any indication…
Donovan was the first to break the silence. He cupped Portia’s cheek, stroking her flushed skin in soothing circles. “We don’t have to decide anything right now,” he said softly, his eyes sincere as they held hers. “This is a big decision.”
Nigel nodded, trailing his fingers lazily down Portia’s arm. “Regardless of what happens, we want you to know that we support you,” he added, his voice taking on a serious note. “Whether you choose one of us or neither, we both shall be here for you.”
Episode Fourteen
