Chapter 1- Lucky Indeed

Amberleigh Dubois was tempted to pinch herself just to make sure she wasn’t dreaming when she awoke to a naked man on her left and one on her right. And not just any naked men, but the two she loved most in this world. In front of Amber was her fiancé Leo Clemonte, his naked ass peeking out the covers, looking so delicious she was tempted to take a bite of it. And behind her was the father of her unborn daughter, Grayson Godwin, the covers dipped down low enough to reveal that tempting V and tuft of hair leading down to a happy place indeed. This was certainly the life a girl could get used to.

Of course, it hadn’t started out this way. It had been a rocky road since the billionaire, railroad heir had handpicked Amber as his surrogate. Had it only been five months ago when Grayson had presented her that shady contract at The Cobra Club? He’d often treated her cold and distant in the beginning, until one night his drunken love confession had changed everything. Grayson had brought the passion and heat her pussy and her heart had been needing so desperately. Times were good for a short while, until the billionaire pulled the rug out from under Amber’s stilettos and announced his engagement to heiress Courtney Van Tessin.

He’d had his reasons unbeknownst to Amber or his best friend Leo at the time. But by then the damage was already done, as Amber had already fallen hard for Grayson and was carrying his child. Heartbroken and scared by the prospect of another pregnancy alone and a unwanted child, Amber had found hope and love with Leo. Leo, who’d always treated her with respect and kindness since the moment she’d first set foot into Grayson’s penthouse. Naturally, this had caused a deep rift between the lifelong friends, and for a while Grayson and Leo were at odds.

But certain events had brought all the dark secrets to light and brought the three of them back together. Grayson had been abducted and held for a billion dollar ransom. His new bitch wife and her bastard father had no intentions in allowing Grayson to survive the ordeal. And it wasn’t the first Godwin who’d died because of their evil greed. Eight years earlier, young Adam had been killed thanks to their attempts to do the same to him.

But what Hugo or Courtney hadn’t counted on was Amber and Leo, those who loved Grayson, putting it all on the line to save him. And they fucking had. Risked their lives, went into enemy territory, and brought the man they both loved home. But it’d come at a high cost indeed. Leo had been shot and nearly lost his life more than once. And now the three of them were locked in a dangerous game with the Van Tessins, trying desperately to gather the evidence they needed to bring them down once and for all. To make them fucking pay for what they’d done to Adam.

But playing this game, living with the evil bitch under the same roof, and Leo and Amber’s relationship, had tested the trio like never before. Threatened to tear them apart once more. But last night had brought the trio closer together than ever before when the three of them had become one. When they’d made love and fucked too many times to count on this bed that Amber had wanted to break in in the panic room. In here it was easy to forget their lives were not a fairytale, forget their enemies stood ready to destroy them. In here it was quiet and safe and the outside world didn’t matter. Only they did and Amber wanted to hold onto this fantasy for as long as she could. Hold onto both of her men for as long as she could.

She had no idea if it was day or night or how long they’d been in here. They had left not only their clothes behind but also their smart watches, their link to the outside world. Amber had the best fucking Birthday of her life, the gift of love from those she loved most. It had also been Valentine’s Day and nothing would ever top the love she’d felt last night between them.

For now, Amber was content to watch her men sleep peacefully, the lines of their beautiful faces smoothed and relaxed. The steady rise and fall of their chests, one dark and one light, brought comfort to her. And with a smug grin, Amber knew she was the reason they slept so soundly around her. Poor boys, her vivacious appetite and second trimester horniness, had nearly killed the pair of them last night. Leo had joked about not being able to feel his cock for a week and Grayson had talked of his heart exploding in his chest. She had laughed and called them lightweights, though both of them had been more than eager to try and keep up with her. And none of them had any regrets.

Amber wasn’t without mercy though, even now as she felt the stirring in her pussy, she let her boys sleep. They needed the rest and had more than fucking earned it. Truth be told, even her own jaws and thighs were a bit sore this morning or afternoon or whatever it was and she was a fucking pro. But when you had such juicy meat to suck and ride, it would have been a shame not too. And Amber loved meat indeed.

But the real dilemma she was facing this morning was her full bladder and not wanting to disturb her lovers. She debated the best way to slip out of the bed and not awaken them. Nothing would kill the romance more then both of them awakening to the warmth of her piss instead of her come. And she was nearing the point of releasing her urine without her consent if she didn’t get her as out of the bed quickly.

Amber decided she’d just shimmy down the middle of the bed and off the bottom edge. The actual execution of that maneuver wasn’t so easy as it was in theory. She was trapped in the covers between two hot as fuck naked bodies. She gave a tug on the blanket away from Grayson. That proved to be a mistake when she only revealed his pretty dick to her and made her realize how much she wanted it inside her again and soon. Not to mention he stirred at the feel of the blanket leaving his hips and turned on his side.

Amber didn’t move for several heartbeats until it was clear Grayson was settled again and out like a fucking light. She decided rather than displace the covers any further, she’d simply slide down beneath them on her journey off the bed.

As Amber went under, she was soon hot and aware of how much the blanket needed a good washing. Sure she loved the smell and taste of her boys, but it’d been a long, sweaty night indeed. And her boob sweat didn’t exactly smell like roses either. She awkwardly wormed her way down the crevice in between the billionaire and the chef. She heard a grunt not long after her elbow struck something warm. She stilled. A few seconds later she saw Grayson peering down at her beneath the covers, a sleepy grin on his lips.

“Hey, you break it, you buy it.”

Her elbow was still entrenched in his balls.

“How about I just kiss it and make it feel better?”

He chuckled, “That works too.”

“But I really need to fuckin’ pee first.”

Grayson pulled back the covers and got out of bed like a gentleman. And they said chivalry was fucking dead. Nothing was sexier than a naked, ripped man holding the sweat and come soaked blanket aside so a lady could pass by properly.

Until he swatted her on the ass as she passed by. But Amber fucking liked it. So did her burning core which hinted at promises of wicked things to come.

“My daughter already keeping you up at night,” he grinned.

“Try her father. But if I recall you didn’t last all night sir. My pussy was still wet and waiting and when I looked over, you were snoring. Leo came through and finished me off.”

He laughed heartily. Amber was glad to see he was in such a good mood this morning and even happier to know she had helped put him there. Grayson bit that full, bottom lip of his.

“Well allow me to make it up to you, I’m awake now. Wide awake.”

Oh fuck. Just the way he looked at her made her pussy seep.

“Hold that thought!”

Amber sprinted towards the bathroom, his chuckle echoing behind her.

“I’ll wake Leo up while you’re gone,” he called after her.

Amber’s head and core was buzzing with fun thoughts as she released her stream. When she wiped, it wasn’t just urine on that paper. If the boys just wanted to celebrate her birthday for this whole week or month or year she was totally fucking up for that. After she finished her business, she freshened up her downstairs a bit which then evolved into a whore’s bath of her hips, pits, and tits.

When Amber emerged fresh and horny from the bathroom, Leo was still asleep. Though turned the opposite direction she’d last left him. Grayson stood over his friend prodding Leo’s shoulder. But the chef only muttered something neither of them could understand and shoved his face deeper into the pillow.

“I think you may have broke him,” teased Grayson.

Amber snorted, “If I recall correctly, I had some help with that last night.”

“Oh I never sucked his dick or shoved anything up his ass last night. That was all on you,” he argued.

Amber padded back over to the bed. Was she an awful person over the thought of shaking Leo and screaming in his face to awaken him? Her pussy and tingling tits were ready to go another round, but the chef was down for the count it seemed. She sighed and chewed on the inside of her cheek.

“Well perhaps he can just lay this round out. Join in when he’s ready,” she finally said.

Grayson’s light eyes widened, “Are you sure about this?”

No. Maybe. Yes. Would this be crossing a line or cheating if she fucked Grayson while Leo was unconscious? Would Leo care or be hurt by it? Would she tell him? Her mind still whirled with a thousand different questions, but her body wanted to.

“Yes. If he wakes up he can join, if he doesn’t, he can join in later. No harm done.”

Grayson took a deep breath. It seemed she wasn’t the only one pondering this decision. He loved Leo and he loved Amber. He didn’t want to hurt either of them. But his body wanted her just as badly, his cock already growing stiff. Besides Leo had given them both permission to fuck each other last night, he probably wouldn’t care now anyway…

The billionaire nodded and the tightness of his face evaporated. And for the thousandth time Amber wondered how she’d gotten so fucking lucky. She got to have not one, but two, of the most gorgeous and kind hearted men in the world in her life. Both beautiful in their own ways.

Grayson, with his sexy stubble outlining his straight edged jaw, eyes like blue shards of glass, and body like a statue. But just as appealing was what lie beneath the seemingly cold stone of him. Amber was honored and privileged to be allowed access to his warm center, to the heart of him. To his all encompassing love, because when Grayson loved, it was with all he had. Everything was at stake, even his own life as he’d sacrifice it all for those he loved. And had proved that time and time again.

The billionaire's love had come on more slowly but it didn’t make it any less real or strong. He had a guarded heart which was necessary not only because of his power and wealth, but also because of the secrets he carried. Mainly the fatal brain disease he and his father were suffering from. The one which was slowly stripping away their balance, memory, everything which made Cole and Grayson Godwin themselves. In the elder Godwin’s case, it taken a decade, in the younger, only a year in from start of his symptoms and Grayson’s disease was progressing far faster than his father before him.

If that information fell into the wrong hands, it have dire consequences. And it had when Courtney Van Tessin had discovered it by fucking Grayson’s doctor. In turn she’d used that information to blackmail Grayson into marrying her. Amber hated that bitch above all and looked forward to the day the cunt would get what was coming to her. For all the hell she’d put Grayson through.

Leo also looked forward to that day. He’d hated Courtney from childhood and had always seen her for the rotten apple she was. Even back when Grayson was smitten, naïve, and loved the undeserving, cheating twat, Leo had saw beneath her pretty surface to her rotten core. The chef was an excellent judge of character and easy going, so if he hated a person, it was well earned and warranted.

Leo was the type to always look for the good inside a person. To give the benefit of a doubt and love freely. He was open about his feelings and easy to read. The opposite of his often private and surly best friend. But his love was no less valued by Amber because it had been easier to earn. Leo was also a man of action, he proved his love and words by showing it time and time again. He was sweet and kind and the most selfless man Amber had ever met.

And his pretty face certainly didn’t hurt matters either. He had caramel skin, smooth, the kind which was hard not to want to taste. He kept his muscled body shaved, even his head. Sometimes he’d let his facial hair grow out, but mostly he kept it clean and smooth. (Well not always clean in the bedroom as he could be a dirty boy indeed).

But smooth was the perfect way to describe the chef. His eyes like big orbs of warm, yummy chocolate, his cock thick, large and flavorful. All flavors of Leo, sweet or spicy, were perfectly delectable.

Amber couldn’t possibly choose  between her boys, which one of them was the prettiest or whom she loved more. That was an impossible choice to make. And last night she’d chosen, not to make a choice between them. To keep loving and wanting them both. To hell with those consequences.

Grayson eyed the bed between them, “Lie down and I’ll return the favor of how I found you this morning.”

Amber snorted as she threw the covers aside and jumped into bed. It was warm and waiting and she wasn’t gentle about it. Leo was welcome to open his eyes and get his own piece of her. She had no intentions of being quiet or easy.

Grayson gave her a wink, before the naked billionaire slinked beneath the covers at the end of the bed. The outline of his glorious form roamed closer, up between her legs she’d spread for him eagerly. She lifted the covers for a moment to glance at him. At the hungry look on his face, at the lick of his lips as he eyed her pussy before him.

“Allow me to return the favor,” he rasped once more.

Amber was tempted to correct him on his false version of events which had occurred earlier. But at the first touch of his tongue against her slit, that thought died inside her. She dropped the covers, gripped the sheets, and got lost in her bliss.