Tymber Dalton - The Reluctant Dom

Her head lolled against Seth’s shoulder. “Yesssss,” she sighed.

This was one thing Seth knew he would miss…after. Leah loved having them both together. He still couldn’t claim to understand how Kaden felt compersion, but as the odd man out, Seth no longer questioned it. He couldn’t honestly say if their positions were reversed that he could be so magnanimous.

He also knew damn well that…after, there would be no more sharing.

Seth cupped her breasts in his palms, tweaking her pebbled nipples between his fingers. He gently nipped her neck and she shivered. “Don’t be stubborn,” he coaxed. “Give it to us, baby.”

Her body responded to their touch, tensing, her muscles throbbing around them as their combined efforts drove her toward release. She reached behind her with one arm and slipped it around Seth’s waist. With her other, she grabbed Kaden’s free hand. She cried out, and both men felt her muscles clenching around them as her orgasm hit.

When they knew she’d finished, Seth lowered her into Kaden’s arms and thrust inside her as Kaden drove into her from underneath. It didn’t take them long to finish. As Seth’s release took him he braced himself on the back of the sofa so he didn’t fall on them.

Breathing heavy, he kissed her shoulder and carefully withdrew. “You okay?”

She nodded against Kaden’s shoulder, her eyes closed and forehead damp with sweat.

Seth went to clean up and brought her back a wet washcloth. Then he sat next to them on the couch, and Leah shifted position so she was curled up with both of them. Something else he’d miss, the quiet cuddling together after they were all spent. Something he’d never felt before this all happened.

Something he’d never felt with his exes, or anyone else for that matter, except for that one time years ago, together with Kaden and that girl…

Seth closed his eyes. Occasionally he’d lie in bed in the mornings when he woke up and pray he’d open his eyes and find himself in his bed in his brother’s house, the past several months a strangely twisted dream.

That wasn’t happening.

How could it have taken so long to find this peace? And now that it was within his grasp it was also slipping away, day by day, before his very eyes.

Two weeks later, Kaden surprised them. “We’re going to Disney!” he announced.

Seth looked up from the morning paper. “What?”

“I made the reservations. It’s been years since I’ve been. I want to go.”

Seth hoped the “we” meant Kaden and Leah. He was definitely not in a Mickey Mouse mood. “I’m sure you’ll have a blast.”

Kaden laughed. “Oh, no you don’t. You’re going with us.”

Crap. He should have known he wouldn’t get off that easily.

Like most residents of places where there’s some sort of major attraction, Seth rarely ventured to Orlando. When he did, it wasn’t to visit Rat World. But three days later, Seth was loading the trunk of Leah’s Lexus with their bags. When the three of them were together, she rode in the backseat and let the men ride up front. Seth always volunteered to drive now, mostly because he saw Kaden’s increasing discomfort, even though it wasn’t all the time. If a spell hit him in the car, it was easier for him to hide it from Leah when he wasn’t driving.

Seth suspected there were things she actively chose to overlook. If it helped her cope, he was fine with that.

When they spotted the large, mouse ear-shaped electrical pole next to I-4, Kaden guided Seth to the right exit. They’d stay at the Animal Kingdom Lodge, visiting that park first over three days. Then he’d planned two days at the Magic Kingdom, followed by three at Epcot.

He’d gone whole hog, in typical Kaden fashion. A suite with a king-size bed—answering Seth’s question about sleeping arrangements—with a Savanna view. They could look out their windows and see the animals.

There was also the “safari” trip package, where a private guide drove them in a vehicle out onto the grounds to see the animals close up and personal in a way most park guests usually didn’t.

Leah was in heaven. Kaden indulged her, spending as much time shopping for souvenirs as they did touring the parks. No photo op went wasted, either. Leah made sure Seth was in most of them, the park employees always helpful and offering to take pictures. She also took quite a few of her two men together.

While they did make love a few times, most nights they were too tired to do anything but curl up in the luxurious bed with Leah happily nestled between them. Seth worried Kaden was wearing himself out, but Seth wouldn’t put the kibosh on their activities. All he could do was slow his own pace, forcing Leah and Kaden to take it a little easier.

Seth wasn’t sure on the first day how to handle being together with them in public. This wasn’t the club, where he discovered poly relationships weren’t even a blip on the oddity scale. A person had to be a true freak, like having three testicles or six nipples, to raise those sometimes heavily pierced eyebrows.

When he tried to trail behind and look like he wasn’t part of a “couple,” Leah would grab his hand and force him to stay by her side while she walked hand in hand with Kaden.

At first, Seth imagined every eye was on them. After a few hours he realized it was all in his head. Families were too busy keeping track of squealing children. Couples were too busy looking at the attractions or each other.

As they stood in the queue for the Kilimanjaro Safaris ride later that afternoon, Kaden leaned in to Seth. “Relax and have fun. Enjoy being here with her.”

Leah hadn’t heard, too busy taking pictures of everything around them.

“Easy for you to say, dude.”

“We’re strangers here, buddy. Who gives a shit what the hell they think?”

It finally slammed home for Seth that this was yet another of Kaden’s carefully executed plans.

“You didn’t just want to come to Disney, did you?”

He shrugged, but from Kaden’s sly smile, Seth knew his suspicion was on the mark. “She should have a chance to be happy with us and not worry about being self-conscious. It’s a small world, after all, and we kind of just blend in here.”

Seth groaned at the bad pun. “Aw, fuck me, dude.”

Kaden laughed. “Still not doing you.”

Seth loosened up. Leah especially enjoyed being able to dote on both her men. Kaden responded to her joy. And Seth enjoyed seeing them happy.

What was supposed to be their last morning there, Kaden left the room for a little while and returned with a satisfied smile.

“What did you do?” Seth asked.

“Got us three more days,” he replied.

Leah squealed with delight.

Seth pretended to groan. Inwardly, he smiled. If it made Leah happy, he’d gladly do it.

It certainly seemed to make Kaden happy. Seth had to admit it was nice not giving a flying fuck what anyone thought of the three of them going somewhere together.

They walked the parks hand-in-hand, Leah between them. This was the most relaxed she’d been in months. Their entire time there, they’d only engaged in a little playful spanking one night before making love to her.

She’d really needed this.

Seth would never deny her a chance to have these memories, or this time to decompress. God knew they had some damn dark times ahead of them.

Kaden and Leah’s wedding anniversary was July nineteenth. The three of them celebrated together at a beach resort in St. Pete at Kaden’s request. Seth tried to gracefully suggest he stay home or get a separate room, but Kaden wouldn’t hear of it.

“I want you there, man,” he’d quietly insisted one morning while they were discussing it without Leah.

“But that’s for you guys to celebrate.” In Seth’s mind the phrase “last anniversary” had to be pounded back into its dark hole with a mental sledgehammer before it started him crying.

“You’re a part of us. I want you there.”

Seth studied him. “Why?”

Kaden wouldn’t answer at first. Finally, “Please don’t make me say it.”

Seth closed his eyes. “Okay,” he softly said.

It was a good weekend. Seth did his best to take as many pictures of the two of them together as he could. Leah did let Seth get his way once. He sent them out for a sunset walk together, alone, after taking pictures of them on the beach. The next night, Seth gave in and joined them, the three of them walking hand in hand in the white sand as the sun disappeared beyond the horizon into the Gulf.

Seth did his best to take pictures in a way that wouldn’t accentuate Kaden’s weight loss.

In early October, an unwelcomed late-season guest by the name of Hurricane Mabel formed in the Caribbean Sea and worked her way north. Seth kept a close eye on it. By the time it drew south of Cuba, he knew he needed to prepare.

The corrugated metal window shutters were neatly stacked in the corner of the garage. He sent Leah out for supplies and several gallons of diesel for the backup generator he’d installed that spring. Kaden walked outside as Seth started moving the shutters to place them by their respective windows.

“What can I do?” he asked. He’d lost more weight, and his skin tone didn’t look good. The jaundice had started.

Seth shook his head. “You can chill out and keep me company. You get hurt, Leah will have my nuts in a sling.”

Kaden frowned. “Come on, I’m not fragile. Let me help.”

“No. The last thing I need you doing is stressing yourself out. You want to help? Go move anything you can off the lanai into the dining room.”