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groaned.
    “Sorry, my sweet,” he said as he urged her to move away, “but I really need to fuck him now.” Ally wriggled backward slightly, giving Drew the space to push Kallum facedown on the mattress. “Brace yourself, lover. Things are about to get rough.”
    Kallum groaned, reaching a hand out to grab Ally, worried that their lovemaking might overwhelm her. But instead, she lay down beside him, her soft, warm hand on his cheek as Drew fucked him harder and harder and harder.
    He could feel Drew’s cock growing, the return to their usual sexual activity obviously as pleasing to him as it was for Kallum. “I love you,” Drew said on a gasping groan as his orgasm began, his cock throbbing rhythmically inside Kallum’s ass as he filled him with cum.
    “I love you, too,” Kallum said, smiling when he realized that his husband was, for the most part, still fully dressed. It felt amazing to know that Drew wanted him so much that he’d not taken the time necessary to drag his own clothes off.
    “I love you both,” Ally said bravely, the expression on her face showing just how true that admission was. He held her close as he imagined a lifetime of happy days just like this one.
    He wasn’t certain when he closed his eyes, but he woke to the intercom sounds of a happy child chattering to himself. Kallum smiled at Ally as she lay beside him and listened to her son. Drew lay behind her, his arm over her belly, his expression just as happy.
    “I’m sorry I fell asleep,” Kallum said as guilt assailed him.
    “Not a problem,” Drew said as he leaned over and then pressed a kiss to his lips. “I have plans for tonight, so it’s a good thing that you’re well rested.” Drew ran his hands over Kallum’s naked ass, his fingers dipping shallowly into his crease again before skimming away.
    Kallum shivered at the implication. For too long their sex life had been reduced to a shadow of its former self. Just the promise of things going back to the way they once were had him shaking with desire. He felt Ally’s warm hands join Drew’s and realized that it wouldn’t be like old times. It was definitely better. Everything he’d ever wanted was in arm’s reach and he had no intention of wasting his second chance.

Chapter Seven
     
    Several weeks later Ally was still smiling at the love she could feel between the two men. It had always been obvious that they cared deeply for each other, but now it was overlaid with something more, something deeper. She didn’t know enough about relationships to define the shift in mood, but she understood it was leading exactly where they all wanted to go. The soft smiles, gentle touches, and achingly beautiful sex between all three of them made her feel like she’d finally found where she and Alex belonged.
    “When will Kallum get home?” she asked as she stepped into the kitchen. The food Drew was preparing smelled delicious.
    “Soon,” he answered, glancing at the time on the digital news display. He had the volume down in deference to Alex’s afternoon nap, but the stream of news and information was rarely turned off. “Is Alex asleep?”
    “Yes,” she said with a grin. “Getting him into a routine has been much easier here than it was at the compound. Thank you for inviting me to stay with you.”
    Drew reached out and grabbed her hand, drawing her into his embrace. “I’m very glad you said yes. Are you ready to make plans for the mubella claiming ceremony, yet?”
    She blushed, heat traveling over her face and chest as she imagined being naked in front of so many people. Apart from the obvious discomfort of being on display, it also seemed a little embarrassing to offer such ordinary sex for something so special.
    “Aren’t claiming ceremonies filled with kinky sex?”
    “Not always,” Drew said, tightening his hold on her slightly. She wasn’t about to run away, but it did feel a little cowardly to still only be having sex with her men when she was the one on