Love Slave for Two: Reunions [Love Slave for Two 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) (6 page)

Nevvie hoped she suppressed her grin. “She is. I love Mom.”

“So she’s completely accepting of your relationship with Tyler and Thomas?”

“Well, it raised her eyebrow at first, but yes, she accepted me with open arms. I don’t know what I would have done if she hadn’t been there that morning.” Well, there was a buzzkill thought to put a damper on her good mood. Had Peggy not been at their home when Tyler had his heart attack, he would have died. It was her efforts at CPR that kept him alive until the paramedics arrived.

“I’m sorry, Nev. I didn’t mean to dredge that up again.”

“No, it’s okay, Dad.” She took a deep breath and blew it out again. “So what are you making tonight?”

He consulted his shopping list, and by the time they arrived at the Publix close to Peggy’s house, Nevvie’s mood had brightened again. They found a parking space in the shade and once inside, she pushed the cart and helped Andrew locate the ingredients he needed.

They were almost finished, their last task debating frozen vegetable choices when Nevvie looked up and felt her heart nearly seize in her chest.

At the end of the aisle, pushing a cart toward them, was Tom’s eldest sister, Emily.

“Nev?” Andrew said. “Did you hear me?”

She couldn’t respond. In her throat she locked down on an angry yell that would no doubt have attracted the entire store.

He followed her gaze and spotted Emily. “What’s wrong?”

At this point, Emily had spotted them, too. At first she froze, then a scowl crossed her face. She straightened her body, holding her head high as she determinedly strode toward them.

Her destination was, apparently, the same case they were standing in front of.

“Excuse me,” she said, her tone as frosty as the selections before them.

“Cunt,” Nevvie growled.

Emily’s nostril’s flared. “Considering you’re the one standing here with a strange man, isn’t that like the whore calling the prostitute a slut? At least prostitutes do it for the mon—”

From somewhere, Andrew suddenly had both arms around Nevvie’s torso and was dragging her away from Emily. Nevvie struggled, screaming. “Let me at her! I’m going to bitch slap her into the middle of her next goddamn life!”

Emily smirked. “Well, well. Anger issues. Some mother you are.”

Nevvie howled with rage. Only the fact that Andrew had bodily lifted her off her feet and had dragged her behind their own cart kept her from getting close to Emily.

“Madame, I don’t know who the bloody hell you are,” he said, “but I suggest you shut your gob and make a hasty retreat before I’m forced to forget I’m a gentleman and I finish for my daughter what she’s so obviously impassioned about.”

“Let me go, Dad! I’ve been wanting a chance at this bitch for more than two fucking years!” Nevvie fought against his iron grip. She barely had time to register he was a lot stronger than he looked.

Emily’s eyebrows rose skyward as her face reddened. “Her father?”

He tightened his grip on Nevvie as she struggled. “Father-in-law, but the same—”

“Let me go!”

“Look, Nevvie,” she said, “I didn’t mean it. I’m sorry—”

“Sorry isn’t good enough, you fucking bitch! Tyler had a goddamned heart attack because of the fucking stress you put us through! He fucking
died
on my goddamn kitchen floor, in my arms! If it hadn’t been for Mom, we would have lost him!” She finally managed to break free of Andrew’s grip and shoved their cart across the aisle and out of her way. It bounced off the other side and rolled toward them again. Andrew tried to regain a hold on Nevvie to pull her back, but she cornered Emily against the glass door of the freezer case.

Nevvie didn’t care that several people had gathered at either end of the aisle, attracted by the noise.

“And then Tommy nearly died in a motorcycle wreck trying to get to Tyler, you fucking bitch,” Nevvie screamed, jamming a finger in her face. “Because of what you did, because you were so goddamned jealous that we were happy, you nearly cost both Tyler and your brother their lives! Are you fucking happy about that? Huh?”

Andrew caught her arm and dragged her back again, but Nevvie wasn’t finished and shook him off. “Well, guess we got the final laugh, didn’t we? We have two beautiful babies you will never lay eyes on, if I have my way. We’re happier now than we’ve ever been. And now we have Andrew and Mom and you have jack shit.” He made another grab for Nevvie.

Nevvie shook free once more. Emily stared at her, mouth gaping. Andrew grabbed Nevvie yet again, keeping her out of slapping distance. “Well, fucking guess what?” Nevvie screamed. “You have nothing. Nothing! Everyone says Clay looks happier now than he has in years since he’s fucking free of your goddamn self-righteous bullshit. And Danny and Elle? They’re over at the house with Mom and us every chance they get. The three of them were all at dinner last night where Karen and her fiancé announced their engagement. Something else you get to miss out on, because no one fucking wants you there!

“What were you doing last night, huh? Were you alone? I fucking hope you were alone and miserable last night, because let me tell you what, you have driven your family away and I think that’s the best victory of all!”

Nevvie gasped for breath as the last of her screams rolled out of her. She didn’t care that now a small crowd was watching as several men Nevvie assumed were managers made their way through the throng to them.

Emily didn’t respond. Her mouth flapped open and closed a few times as her face took on a deep reddish hue. Then she grabbed her cart and hurried toward the front of the store, rudely pushing her way through the crowd.

Andrew didn’t let go of Nevvie. “Steady, love,” he said.

She started crying and turned to him. He engulfed her in his embrace.

“Is everything okay?” one of the managers asked.

She felt him nod. He stroked her hair. “It’s all right, sir. Family squabble. That woman was the black sheep, as it were. She and Nevvie had some words, and she got Nevvie upset. It’s all right now. Everything’s fine.”

Nevvie sobbed against Andrew’s shoulder. “Shh, Nev,” he whispered in her ear. “It’s all right. I’ve got you. I’m here for you. I’m not going anywhere. It’s going to be all right.”

She sobbed even harder, holding on to him, afraid to let go.

Tom stood from where he’d been sitting in a rocker on the front porch and walked down to meet them when they pulled into the yard. Andrew had confiscated the car keys and driven them home after they paid for their groceries.

Tom frowned. “What happened?”

She didn’t miss how Andrew vigorously shook his head, freezing when she looked his way. “It’s okay, Dad,” she softly said. She grabbed several grocery bags. “Go ahead and tell him.” She walked past them and into the house. No one was in the kitchen. She set the bags on the table and started unpacking them.

A few minutes later, Tom and Andrew entered the kitchen, both laden with groceries. They set the bags on the table. Peggy walked in as Tom pulled Nevvie to him. “Let’s go down to the pond, baby girl.”

She didn’t argue.

“What’s going on?” Peggy asked.

Andrew laid a staying hand on her arm.

Nevvie didn’t want to know what he told her. She docilely let Tom lead her out the back door and down to the pond. There, he sat on an old log and pulled her into his lap.

She broke down sobbing. “I wanted to beat the crap out of her,” she said. “If Dad hadn’t been there…”

He slowly rocked her in his arms. “If Dad hadn’t been there, we would’ve been bailing you out of jail.”

She opened her eyes and spotted his smirk. It coaxed a laugh out of her. “Yeah, I guess so.”

“Baby girl, she’s going to be who she’s going to be. I know it probably felt good to get it out of your system, but the bottom line is, unless you let go, she’s still got power over you. Look at how upset you are. This isn’t good for you.”

“How can you be so calm about this?”

He shrugged. “I guess because everything we went through taught me to let go of the stuff that I don’t need to hold on to. Do I wish she’d stepped up and been a better sister? Sure I do. But I can’t make her do that any more than she could make me give up Tyler or you.”

Tyler took that moment to hustle down the yard from the house. “Love, are you all right?”

The frantic look on his face started her giggling, although she didn’t know why. When he looked confused over her giggles, it made her giggle even harder, until the three of them were sitting on the log, laughing their asses off.

When Nevvie finally felt sane enough to speak again, she said, “I guess I’m still learning how to let go.”

“I know,” Tom said. “I can’t make you let go. It’s something you have to be able to do when you’re ready.”

“Aren’t you the Zen one, Thomas,” Tyler snarked.

“I’m just glad Dad was there to keep me out of jail.”

“So am I,” Tom said. He tucked a few stray hairs behind her ears. “You’re too pretty for prison.”

* * * *

That night at dinner, although Nevvie knew Karen and Peggy had been filled in by Andrew what happened while they were in the kitchen cooking dinner together, no one brought it up at the table. The big topics of conversation were the RV trip and Karen’s upcoming nuptials.

“And you, big guy,” Karen said to Adam, “are going to be our ring bearer.”

Adam wrinkled his nose. “I have to dress like a bear?”

The adults all looked at him, confused. Tom was the first to figure it out and start laughing. “Adam, ring bear
er
, meaning you carry the rings. Not as in a bear.”

Nevvie made it through the rest of dinner and insisted on helping with the dishes. After Karen and Bill left, Nevvie got the kids put to bed and bid everyone good-night. She’d already crawled under the sheets when Tom and Tyler joined her.

Without a word, the two men undressed and slipped into bed on either side of her. Tyler pulled her to him while Tom pressed close behind her.

Despite being tired, she knew something would take her mind off the confrontation with Emily and practically assure her a good night’s sleep. She kissed Tyler and wiggled her rump against Tom. She felt Tom’s cock grow hard almost immediately.

Tyler reached between her legs. His fingers quickly found her clit. First pressing for entrance, spreading her labia, he slowly began tracing lazy circles around her swollen nub even as his tongue flicked against hers.

Tom reached around her and cupped his hand over her breast, rolling the nipple between his thumb and fingers. “You’re gonna be a good girl for us, aren’t you?” he murmured in her ear.

A flood of heat and moisture soaked her cunt. It didn’t escape Tyler’s notice. He slipped two fingers inside her, slicked them with her juices, and went back to teasing her throbbing clit.

“I’m sure she is,” Tyler whispered. “She’s our very good girl.”

Nevvie whimpered and spread her legs farther apart so Tyler could have better access. He wouldn’t be rushed. He took his time, building her passion up just to bring her back to a simmer several times.

Tom slid his other arm under her so he could reach her other breast and drive her level of erotic torment even higher. With her body stretched out along his, she ground her ass against him, enjoying the feel of his rigid cock sliding along the seam of her ass.

“Do you wish to come, love?” Tyler whispered.

“Yes! Please!”

“Look at me, love.”

She opened her eyes and stared into his sweet blue gaze. “Come for us now.” He pinched her clit, and when she opened her mouth to moan as her climax hit, he pressed his lips to hers, swallowing her cries. She rode his hand, rocking in time with his movements as he made her come a second time. When she fell back to catch her breath, she felt his hard cock slide deep inside her.

“My turn, love,” he murmured.

Tom nibbled on her earlobe as Tyler fucked her, hard and fast and without any further preamble.

She loved it.

When his body tensed and his cock grew harder inside her, she knew he was close. She tried to rock her hips with him, to help him, but Tom hooked a leg around hers and held her still. “He’s got it, baby girl. Just lay there and let him have fun.”

An erotic shiver washed through her. Out of nowhere, a third climax hit her from Tyler’s cock rubbing against her clit as he fucked her.

“Ah, there you go, my sweet angel,” Tyler said. He let out a low grunt and thrust home one last time before falling still deep inside her.

As she caught her breath, he kissed her throat. “That was delicious, love.”

“Move, buddy,” Tom scolded. “My turn. My dick feels like it’s going to explode.”

She stifled her laugh but felt herself rolled over to face Tom. He didn’t pause for a second, poking at the juncture between her thighs with his cock a couple of times before she finally reached down and helped him hit the right spot.

“Thanks, baby girl,” he grunted before he started fucking her. She thought she might be close to yet another orgasm of her own when she felt Tom’s start. “Goddamn,” he softly said. “You always feel so damn good, baby. So wet.”