India didn’t realize she would open this can of worms when she pressured them to confide in her. “I’m so sorry.”
Grant’s lip twitched. “Not half as sorry as I was. It’s a shame we can’t pick our families. My dad was just an angry man, a loser in life: the type who always blames everyone for problems they brought on themselves. He blamed his boss for not giving him a promotion, despite never showing up for work on time. That earned me my first cracked rib. Then he was passed over again, for a minority, and he was mad at, as he put it, those goddamn liberals for implementing affirmative action. Keep in mind, my father probably wasn’t a model employee, but you couldn’t tell him that. Let me see, what did I get for that one? Oh yeah, two black eyes and a concussion. Then there was the time he got fired for showing up drunk at work. I got a broken nose for that offense. Then—”
“Stop!” India covered her ears with the palms of her hands, before bursting into loud sobs. What they must have been through. Neglectful as her parents had been, they never laid a hand on her, although she wasn’t sure if physical abuse would have been worse than the mental cruelty. “I can’t listen to anymore. I know I asked, but…I…”
Grant tugged her hands away from her ears. “Don’t cry, sweetheart.”
She couldn’t stop. Her tears were for what all three of them had suffered. They may have survived, but they all still bore the scars. “But…but what you two had to deal with. It hurts me to know what happened to you.”
“But you suffered too, India. You didn’t deserve the treatment you received from your parents either. But something good came out of this.”
She met crystal blue eyes. “What good could possibly come out of this mess?”
“I found Rafe and we helped each other through. Rafe’s mother stayed with Julio for a few more years and my father got worse, but we made it. I think I would have died inside if not for him. That’s why our bond is so strong. It’s important no one come between us again the way Angie did, but we do want to settle down with someone special. Understanding the inevitability of wanting a stable relationship with a woman is why the lifestyle we’ve chosen is so important to us.” Grant rested his arm around her shoulders and India leaned into his warmth.
She finally understood. It made sense why their friendship was so deep. It also explained the affinity she felt toward these two. They’d known the deep pain of a traumatic childhood as well. But at least they had each other. Now more than anything she wanted to be a part of it. She wanted to be their woman, heart, body and soul.
India held her hand out to Rafe, who took it and slid over to them. He brushed his lips against the side of her neck. “Need you,” he growled. He nuzzled her with his hair-roughened face, his whiskers tickling her skin.
She wanted to be with them right now and wash away the pain. She turned her head to meet Rafe’s lips. His kiss was desperate and hungry, like a man trying to drive away his demons. India wanted to give them the comfort of her body and in turn ease some of her past hurts as well.
Grant rubbed her thighs, sliding his hand along her skin until it reached her panties.
India parted her legs, granting him access. She loved having his fingers on her pussy and playing with her clit, fucking her. While Grant explored her pussy, she swirled her tongue around Rafe’s, matching his need with her own burning ache. She sampled the hot cavern of his mouth, reveling in his wild, untamed passion for her.
Eager to feel his naked flesh pressed against hers, she worked on his pants. Rafe broke the kiss to help her, frantically clawing his way out of his clothing with hurried movements.
India anchored her body on the heels of her hands, and lifted her hips enough for Grant to slide her damp panties down her legs. She sighed as his fingertips crested along her wet slit. “Don’t tease me,” she pleaded.
Grant leaned over to nibble her earlobe as he slipped two fingers past her labia and pinched her clit. “Do you like that?”
India groaned. “You know I do.”
Grant increased the pressure, clamping tightly onto her hot button until she gasped with pleasure-pain. “How about this?”
“I think you’re trying to kill me.” India said the words breathlessly.
“Only with pleasure, sweetheart.” He bit down on the meaty part of her ear.
India squirmed, her pussy pulsing as Grant continued to tease her until she was nearly insane with desire.
Rafe, naked, moved to the other side of her and gently pushed India on her back, forcing Grant to let go of her ear. “Raise your arms, baby.”