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Let It Snow: A Friendly Ménage Tale
- MMF Bisexual Romance
- Lu par : Milo Churchcutt
- Durée : 1 h et 5 min
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Description
Sometimes, darkness gives way to light.
Helen was supposed to be heading on her honeymoon - off on a sexy trip to Fiji with her long-time fiancé. Her cheating, sleaze-bag, lying fiancé.
And so she is off on a trip to the mountains with her best friend Tommy and Tommy's husband Al. Instead of sun and sand, she's heading off to silence and snow.
And snow. And snow.
A blizzard traps Helen and the two men in their car overnight, where they discover a path to happiness that turns out to have been as inevitable as it is unexpected.
(FMM bisexual romance, polyamory)
Preview:
After another minute or three of awkward silence, Helen muttered, “So. You guys feeling as uncomfortable as I am?”
“Yes,” said Tommy through gritted teeth.
“No,” said Al, a smirk clearly present in his voice.
“No?” Tommy snapped.
His husband chuckled. “No, Tommy. Because I’ve figured this was coming for about four years.”
“This?” Helen and Tommy asked together.
“You’ll forgive me, both of you, but there are three things that have been clear to me for a long time. One: my husband and his best friend find each other very attractive. Two: I am very drawn to you myself, Helen, and get the sense that you find me less than repulsive.”
Helen let out a grunt of assent.
“And three: Helen’s Ben preferred the company of twinks.” Al’s hand patted Helen’s hip in apology. “I’m sorry I didn’t say anything, Helen. I assumed you knew.”
“Not your fault I was stupid.”
“Not stupid. Just in love with the wrong guy.” He hugged her, his lips brushing her ear.
“Fair.” And suddenly Helen was very clear about what this was. This was her and two men she trusted — even now, when she couldn’t trust herself — sharing intimacy she’d been hungry for for a month. And, as she granted the r