Page 46 of Triadic

I nodded, nerves skittering around in my belly as I worried what was going on.

"None of that," ordered Marit, though his tone was gentle. He pressed his thumb between my brows where I'd been furrowing them something fierce.

I tried to relax, but it was a failed effort. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing's wrong, Peter," soothed Corbi, his gaze filled with love as he held me. "We wanted to reassure you that you never need to worry about Wren replacing you. You're ours, our Peter, not some stand-in for Wren."

My fears banished in an instant, I swallowed down the emotions that threatened to overwhelm me. "Thank you, Corbi. I...you two were with Wren for such a long time; it's hard to not think that if he ever came back, then I would become the extra person who needed to leave."

"Absolutely not," said Marit. "Even if something happens to Wren's relationship, and he returns to wherever we are, we'll welcome him back as a friend only, Peter. We're in a relationship with you now. As Corbi said, you're ours. We'll always love Wren and protect his safety, but he has moved on from the relationship with us, and we have also."

"We want you," affirmed Corbi, squeezing me lightly and tucking his nose against my neck. "As long as you wish to stay with us, we love you and want you here, Peter."

I couldn't help it. Tears burned my eyes and spilled over. My lips trembled, and my voice warbled. "Thank you. I'm sorry for doubting."

Corbi shook his head. "Come to us anytime you feel this way, and we'll remind you."

"Corbi's right," Marit confirmed. "We'll tell you this every day until you believe it for good."

"I love you, too," I promised. "I'm yours, and you're mine."

Marit crawled over and hugged us both for a long moment. When he leaned in, I thought he was going to kiss me, but instead he just looked at me in question. I blinked in confusion.

He cocked a brow. "Don't you want your morning blow job?"

I laughed. "You spoil me!"

"We love to spoil you," said Corbi, his mischievous hands sliding under my shirt.

As Marit freed my cock and gently massaged my foreskin around my shaft, Corbi's lips tickled the edge of my ear before he began to speak softly.

"We love that your drive is so high," he murmured, though it was loud enough that Marit hummed his agreement to the statement. "That delicious energy will help you develop in your training, you know. Orgasms release life force blockages in the etheric body," he continued, and some part of me thrilled to be his helpless student. "When that is combined with partners nearby who love you—and we do love you, Peter"—his fingers brushed against my nipples, making me gasp—"our life forces can help yours right itself and heal."

"Then if we're back to a lodge by this evening, my drive and Corbi's will come awake, and we'll join you," said Marit, sultry promises in his tone.

"You can fuck me tonight," I promised in a low whisper as shivers ran through me in anticipation.

Corbi moaned, and Marit swallowed me down, chasing all thoughts from my mind. I gasped and wriggled as Marit blew me, and Corbi held me in place and sucked on the side of my neck. Marit fondled my balls and lavished me with his tongue, shooting pleasure through me, my helpless cries echoing off the stone walls.

"We love you," Corbi said softly into my ear. "We're going to treasure you and spoil you forever."

Marit hummed agreement and it vibrated through me.

I was torn in two directions, my lust-soaked mind wanting fire and passion, but Corbi's words made me ache. "I love you, too, Corbi. And you, Marit. I love you both so much. Whatever the way is forward, I want to walk that path with you."

Marit popped off my cock just long enough to blow me a kiss, then both my partners grabbed me and rendered me into a puddle of goo, so loved and cared for in their arms and yet needing to comeright now.

I was helpless against them, clinging to Corbi for dear life as he tweaked my nipples mercilessly and Marit sucked me with vigor and pushed me straight to the edge. Then Marit pulled off just enough to suck my tip and swirl it with his tongue while pumping me, his spit lubricating everything. Corbi restrained me, locking me in tight and encouraging me to come. Marit kept up his ministrations to my encouraging whimpers until I spilled down this throat, my orgasm rushing through me and purging all insecurities in its wake.

Cleansed and renewed, I sank back against Corbi as Marit swallowed my release and cleaned me up with his tongue, then tucked me back into my trousers.

"Thank you," I murmured, so comfortable I could have dropped back off to sleep.

"You're welcome," Corbi cooed as Marit remarked, "I can't wait for tonight."

Though my cock was well and truly spent, the thought of what we might get up to later nearly made me rally. Marit came up beside Corbi, and I scooted to snuggle between them. We relaxed into each other for a quiet moment, just enjoying the peace.

Lazily, I looked about the ruin and caught something on the table that didn't make sense. "Why are the lanterns still glowing? Didn't the candles burn themselves out?" I remembered the faint beeswax scent during my blow job, but it understandably had not fully registered.