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In Which Decisions Are Pondered Upon

Portia’s heart fluttered at their words, as if a delicate hummingbird were beating its wings within her chest. The idea was outlandish, tantalizingly exotic and unconventional. But the more she thought about it, the less frightening it seemed. Being with Nigel and Donovan had brought her more satisfaction and happiness than she had ever thought possible.

“Perhaps…” she began slowly, “it is not so ridiculous a proposition after all.”

Donovan’s eyebrow quirked upward while Nigel’s lips curved into a smile. Their reactions were as differing as night and day, yet they both held an undercurrent of hope.

“But there are others to consider,” Portia continued, tracing vague patterns onto the bedsheet with her fingers. “Society would never accept such an arrangement. My family…”

Donovan sighed, reaching out to intertwine his fingers with hers. “We cannot control societal norms, nor can we predict your family’s reaction.” He hesitated for a moment. “But we can control our own actions and attitudes.”

“And if it means happiness and contentment for us,” Nigel chimed in, his voice calm and reassuring, “is it not worth the potential backlash?”

Portia mulled over their words. There would be consequences and scandalous whispers. Would she be able to endure such? Yet the idea of waking up each day flanked by Donovan and Nigel held its own allure.

Portia sighed. She’d never shied away from the unconventional. Indeed, she had been ruined long ago. Still…to actually live her life with two men… It was beyond scandalous. “Let’s see how things unfold before making any grand announcements,” she said.

The men exchanged a glance before nodding in unison.

“Of course, dear one,” Nigel said. “In the meantime, though, I should very much like to sink my cock into your too-willing cunny.”

Episode Fifteen

In Which Exploration Continues

Nigel’s provocative words sent a shockwave of anticipation rippling through Portia. Her cheeks warmed as she turned to face him, her heart pounding wildly. The time for contemplation was over, giving way to further exploration of the connection among the three of them.

Donovan chuckled and squeezed her hand gently before releasing it. His eyes were glinting with mirth, a stark contrast from Nigel’s intense gaze. “Or perhaps we should make her wait.”

“Don’t tease.” Portia tried her best to keep her voice steady but failed miserably.

Donovan merely smirked and leaned back, opening up the space between them. His gaze shifted to Nigel and he nodded.

Nigel’s lips curved into a subtle smile as he slowly leaned into Portia. He brushed his fingers against her cheek, tucking a stray curl behind her ear. With his other hand, he touched the dip of her collarbone, tracing a path down to her nest of curls. His touch was gentle and exploratory, sending tingles down her spine.

The seriousness of their discussion was quickly forgotten as Nigel focused on her pleasure, his fingers expertly working her flesh. She gasped at his touch, her body arching into him.

As Nigel took his time exploring Portia’s body, Donovan slowly trailed kisses down her shoulder to her breasts. He teased one nipple with his tongue while fondling the other, adding to the waves of pleasure coursing through Portia.

She teetered on the edge of bliss, her body desperately clinging to each delicious touch, each whispered endearment. Nigel and Donovan were so attuned to her, so responsive to her every sigh and whimper, that they seemed to all be moving in perfect synchrony.

“Nigel…” Portia clutched at the bedsheet beneath her.

His teasing touch at her core was driving her to distraction. He merely chuckled in response, his hot breath against her skin making her shiver.

“Patience, love,” he murmured. His voice was husky with desire, and it sent warm tingles down her spine.

Donovan brushed a kiss against the curve of her jaw, tracing a line up to whisper in her ear. “Just relax and enjoy,” he murmured. His deep voice vibrated through her, adding to the symphony of sensation overwhelming her senses.

And that’s precisely what she did as Nigel drove his hard cock into her only too-willing quim.

She let go, surrendering herself to the hands of these two men, both of whom she was having intense feelings for.

Which one did she like best?

Did it even matter?

Episode Sixteen

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