All Chapters of Bound To Three, Wife To One: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Violet I woke up on the morning of my twenty-seventh birthday with Gaius head between my legs, wickedly fucking me with his tongue until I came apart, my legs thrown wide open. His head came up, his mouth glistening with my juices. "Happy birthday, goddess."I smiled lazily as he leaned down to kiss me, giving me the taste of my own pleasure as his fingers ran down my stomach. "You're impossible," I whispered against his lips."So, what’s the plan for today? Am I stealing you away for the next twenty four hours or are you about to break my heart?" "I'm meeting my publisher first, then Dominic." I hesitated. "He said we'd be going out today.""No way. He remembered?"I shrugged and kept my voice light. "He hasn’t said anything yet, but I assume he has something planned. Sounded like it."Gaius expression was soft, but a bit strained. "Right. Can’t compete with the husband."I placed my palm on his shoulder. "You already gave me a very memorable start." A part of me wan

Violet It was my book launch that afternoon and it seemed like a special day just for me. Patrick and Valera, bless their souls, had insisted on hosting it and now the garden venue looked dreamy, the perfect setting for a romance book launch. Tables with crisp white linens shimmered under soft golden lanterns hung on strings overhead. What blew me away was the masterpiece that was the stage which was a prop designed to look just like my book cover. I threw myself in Valera's arms, almost teary eyed. She had pulled every string to make this come together. "This is too beautiful. I love it!" I squealed. Valera patted my arm lovingly. "You did a beautiful job and we're proud."As soon as the guests started to arrive, I drifted through the space like petals, exchanging greetings and basking in their praises. A few literary journalists and bloggers were present too and I had a round of interviews."My my, I think we should host a book launch every time."I turned to the unmis

Violet I kept my smile in place while I signed a couple of books for my guests. I smiled, acknowledged their praises with courteous nods and thank yous, scribbled my practiced autograph on their books, but my mind was not really in it. My mind was on the three men that were circling each other like wolves. I had not expected Diego to show up since he told me he had an important trip to Louisiana. I had not expected him to bring along that huge bouquet of flowers that had everyone staring. But I'd loved his dramatic entrance, nevermind that I had to deal with the consequence of the three men being together in the same space. I signed another book and looked up just in time to see Gaius talking with Valera, who seemed concerned about him. I couldn't see his expression, but his back turned to me was stubbornly set. Someone stooped down and raised a camera in front of me to take a selfie. I smiled while she got several shots. When I looked in Gaius direction again, he was gon

Dominic My chest tightened as I sunk into the chair in Violet's room, watching my brother lead my wife to her bed with an hungry look in his eyes. I should have felt the possessiveness taking over me, but all I felt was awe. It wasn't the first time Gaius and I had shared a girl since we were teenagers, but it was the first time we were sharing a wife. Violet's naked skin glowed in the amber lightings in her room. On her fours, she crawled with feline grace to the middle of the bed and laid on her back, her body arched, her legs falling open in an invitation. I watched her eyes darken with desire and heat, but she was watching Gaius' when her hands reached down between her legs to touch herself. "Yes, touch yourself for me goddess. I want to watch you royally fuck yourself with your fingers."Violet's back arched as her fingers moved. Her hips gyrated to the pace of her fingers going in and out of her cave, her lower lip sucked into her mouth. I clutched the seat, every musc

Patrick I watched my wife's gentle face while she slept, but my mind was preoccupied with the thoughts of how the evening played out at Violet's book launch. The guy, Diego. Something about him nagged me even when he appeared like the charming guy next door. Carefully removing my hand from Valera's waist where it rested, I slipped out of bed, careful not to stir her. Since I couldn't sleep, I would do something to out out the fire igniting in my chest. Silently, I made my way down the hall leading to my study, stopping briefly to start at one to the family portraits lining the hall. One was taken when Dominic was graduating rom Harvard, another showed the boys in high school during a football game, their gangly frame already towering over their mother, even as teenagers. I ran my hand over the picture, wondering if Valera and I had tried our best to be their for our children or we failed in our duty. With a shake of my head, I made my way into my study, clicking the