decided not to raise you. She’d thought at the time it was strange that she could fall in love with Kris so soon after breaking up with Nick. But it had happened. She and Kris had a deep and instant bond—one that made the subsequent betrayal of finding him in bed with Nick even more painful.
But she understood now that Kris and Nick came from a different world, a different culture. She could forgive them. And she was older now. She could take life as it came and enjoy a spot of causal kinky sex without losing her heart.
She turned and gave Kris what she hoped was a playful smile. “I had just as much of a…a thing for you as for Nick. That’s why I agreed to spend the night with both of you.”
Kris eyed her suspiciously. “You don’t have to humor me.” He flipped a hand. “Really, I’m not the jealous type, and Nick knows he can sleep with whatever woman he chooses. That’s how it’s done in the Fae Realm. We don’t follow laws of humans regarding monogamy.” Kris picked up his boxers and Santa pants from the floor of the sleigh and began to pull them back on.
Lilly shook her head. Kris was being less than honest with her about his heart. That was obvious. She’d never known him to lie before. “But you’re half human, Kris. All three of us are at least partly human, and all three of us have human feelings.” She put her hand on his arm.
“Listen, Kris, my relationship with you was more short-lived, but that was only because I couldn’t handle that you two were lovers. I was too young to accept that kind of thing. I didn’t even really understand that some people are gay and some people are bisexual. I didn’t understand that there’s a continuum. The relationship the two of you had totally confused me.”
Though mild suspicion still glinted in his eyes, it seemed to have lessened. That glimmer of pain, or possibly jealousy, made her ache to comfort him, and she vowed that after this one extraordinary night, she would leave Kris and Nick to their former relationship. The last thing she wanted was to cause jealousy between them. Tonight, they’d made her feel precious and special and beautiful, and they deserved to be happy together, not have her come between their love for each other.
Kris brushed a curl of hair back from her forehead. “How do you feel about the fact you made love with both of us tonight?”
Her heart melted at the humble way he asked the question, and she reached out to touch his arm. “I told you. It turns me on. You turn me on.”
She leaned close and pressed her lips to his. He responded ardently, like the teenage boy she’d once known. As he held her in his arms, her awareness of the hard angles of his body increased. She spread her hands across his wide, solid chest and trembled as memories of the erotic encounters the two of them had shared filled her mind. She nipped at his upper lip. His exploration was soft and hesitant, and the sweetness of it enchanted her.
He broke the kiss and pressed his forehead gently against hers. She could feel the intensity of emotion underneath. He pulled back and gazed into her eyes. “When we hung out together in college, I believed I was just a shoulder for you to cry on about breaking up with Nick. Even though I ached to make love to you, I took things slow…the way you wanted it at the time.” He grinned. “If you ever wondered why I didn’t push to consummate our relationship, now you know. I thought you were only in love with Nick.”
“You were wrong. You weren’t just a shoulder to cry on. You were my best friend, but God knows I lusted for you too.” She blushed and laughed to cover her embarrassment. “Not to mention that you don’t have Nick’s surliness.”
Kris shrugged. “Yeah, well, he had a rough childhood.”
“Rougher than yours growing up in an orphanage?”
“Nick never told you about his mother?”
She shook her head. The nineteen-year-old Nick she’d dated had never talked about his
But she understood now that Kris and Nick came from a different world, a different culture. She could forgive them. And she was older now. She could take life as it came and enjoy a spot of causal kinky sex without losing her heart.
She turned and gave Kris what she hoped was a playful smile. “I had just as much of a…a thing for you as for Nick. That’s why I agreed to spend the night with both of you.”
Kris eyed her suspiciously. “You don’t have to humor me.” He flipped a hand. “Really, I’m not the jealous type, and Nick knows he can sleep with whatever woman he chooses. That’s how it’s done in the Fae Realm. We don’t follow laws of humans regarding monogamy.” Kris picked up his boxers and Santa pants from the floor of the sleigh and began to pull them back on.
Lilly shook her head. Kris was being less than honest with her about his heart. That was obvious. She’d never known him to lie before. “But you’re half human, Kris. All three of us are at least partly human, and all three of us have human feelings.” She put her hand on his arm.
“Listen, Kris, my relationship with you was more short-lived, but that was only because I couldn’t handle that you two were lovers. I was too young to accept that kind of thing. I didn’t even really understand that some people are gay and some people are bisexual. I didn’t understand that there’s a continuum. The relationship the two of you had totally confused me.”
Though mild suspicion still glinted in his eyes, it seemed to have lessened. That glimmer of pain, or possibly jealousy, made her ache to comfort him, and she vowed that after this one extraordinary night, she would leave Kris and Nick to their former relationship. The last thing she wanted was to cause jealousy between them. Tonight, they’d made her feel precious and special and beautiful, and they deserved to be happy together, not have her come between their love for each other.
Kris brushed a curl of hair back from her forehead. “How do you feel about the fact you made love with both of us tonight?”
Her heart melted at the humble way he asked the question, and she reached out to touch his arm. “I told you. It turns me on. You turn me on.”
She leaned close and pressed her lips to his. He responded ardently, like the teenage boy she’d once known. As he held her in his arms, her awareness of the hard angles of his body increased. She spread her hands across his wide, solid chest and trembled as memories of the erotic encounters the two of them had shared filled her mind. She nipped at his upper lip. His exploration was soft and hesitant, and the sweetness of it enchanted her.
He broke the kiss and pressed his forehead gently against hers. She could feel the intensity of emotion underneath. He pulled back and gazed into her eyes. “When we hung out together in college, I believed I was just a shoulder for you to cry on about breaking up with Nick. Even though I ached to make love to you, I took things slow…the way you wanted it at the time.” He grinned. “If you ever wondered why I didn’t push to consummate our relationship, now you know. I thought you were only in love with Nick.”
“You were wrong. You weren’t just a shoulder to cry on. You were my best friend, but God knows I lusted for you too.” She blushed and laughed to cover her embarrassment. “Not to mention that you don’t have Nick’s surliness.”
Kris shrugged. “Yeah, well, he had a rough childhood.”
“Rougher than yours growing up in an orphanage?”
“Nick never told you about his mother?”
She shook her head. The nineteen-year-old Nick she’d dated had never talked about his
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