“Oh, Sierra, you silly sausage. Don’t you understand, we’ll add time into your week? We’ve both spent our entire lives hiding the fact that we’re wolves from everyone but our pack. One glance at those pompous self-serving idiots tonight made it quite clear we wouldn’t be able to live together openly. Keeping quiet about our sex lives, apart from our closest friends, is fine. Fergus is an awesome cook, and we both know how to vacuum floors and do laundry. We can take care of you. You don’t need to take care of us. And at night we’ll make sure you have so many orgasms you sleep deeper than ever for those six hours and wake refreshed and ready to give your opponents in court hell,” said Cam.
“Not only that, but we can find an apartment together that’ll be central to where you need to go, cutting your commute, too. You won’t need to be wasting time sitting in rush-hour traffic or construction zones going nowhere. I’m sure we could find a nice apartment right in town, near your office and not too far from the court. You might even be able to walk to work in fine weather, and that’d add exercise into your day and effectively save you more time,” said Fergus.
“In one of those big blocks with a lot of floors where no one will notice any of us coming and going,” interjected Cam.
“But that would make your own commutes longer,” Sierra objected, still in shock that they were not only willing to remain silent about the relationship to preserve her career, but also to do the cooking and housework. She’d known these men were sweet, caring, and generous, but hadn’t thought that might extend to taking over traditional women’s roles inside the relationship—the semisecret relationship.
“Since we’ll be traveling to work together most of the time, we’ll be able to multitask, too. One of us can do paperwork or answer e-mails while the other drives. We’re usually on shift together at the clinic and can make sure that continues. Oscar will understand. All the staff at the clinic will know we can’t talk about you. They’re all either shape-shifters or people who understand and respect shifters. They’re used to keeping secrets. See, I told you we could work it all out,” said Fergus.
Sierra wasn’t sure. “I understand you’re used to hiding your wolf personas, but an entire relationship is different. I like the idea of staying in a large apartment block. That old cliché about hiding a tree in a forest is good. We hide our relationship by staying in the midst of a lot of people. That will work. But being together is a lot more than that.”
“A relationship will succeed if the people involved want it to. I can assure you Cam and I are committed to making you happy.”
Cam pulled Sierra into his arms. “It’s still nighttime. We’ve done enough talking for now, don’t you think? We promised you lots of orgasms, so I’d say that’s the next item on the agenda to take care of wouldn’t you agree, Madam Attorney?”
“Lots of orgasms. I like that plan. I also like the idea that I get so many orgasms I sleep deeply every night. But turnabout is fair play. That should mean I get the opportunity to give both of you lots of orgasms, too.” She pulled the red head and the brown one closer to her and kissed each nose, then each set of lips.
“With both of us working together, we can map your body twice as fast,” said Cam moving lower to take a nipple into his mouth.
“Absolutely.” Fergus mimicked him on the other side.
She placed a hand on each spine and rubbed gently up and down noting their muscled torsos and the rippling of their bodies as they moved over her. Perhaps she could work out how to arouse the two of them simultaneously as her part of the bargain.
There was still a very real danger that Cousin George Thorne would come up with some new way to gain hold of the clinic. But Fergus was right. They all loved each other and were committed to making the relationship between them succeed. The three of them were totally committed to having their own happily ever after despite what happened in the outside world. Therefore they’d work everything out.
THE END