Gage, Ronna - Three Hearts One Love (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) by Ronna Gage Page B

agree we’ve never been happier, for ourselves, or for each other.”
    “I love you, Karma,” Jaxon confessed. “And Dylan does, too.” He turned to Dylan, who nodded. “We don’t want to lose you.”
    Dylan looked at her. “Earlier, you said you hated to lose. Well, so do the two of us.”
    Karma sat on her stool looking from one man to the other. The reached out to hold her hands. The heat of their hands warmed her body to intimate levels of security. Hope almost blossomed, but what if she’d interpreted what they said incorrectly? “I’m hearing that you two want to continue a relationship with me, but at the same time.” Both men nodded. “How?” Shaking with anticipation, she looked from one and then the other. “Can this really be done? Do we flaunt it for the world to see? Do we keep it in private? Have you two dated women together before?”
    Dylan squeezed her hand and then kissed it. “Well, that’s where we have to decide something.”
    Oh boy, the impending but. Her heart beat in rapid succession of what was to come. “Decide what?”
    Jaxon looked down at her. Love reflected in his eyes. “How far you trust either of us,” he answered in a warm whisper. Karma narrowed her eyes. “You see.” He smoothed his fingers through her bangs, setting it off her forehead. “Dylan and I know we aren’t going to give you up.”
    “Won’t!” Dylan stressed.
    Karma’s heart swelled. “I don’t want to lose either of you.” She looked at Dylan. “I love you, Dylan, for your hard working, nurturing soul. I find myself coming to you when I have those really hard days where I’ve lost a patient or put one down because of neglect.” She looked at Jaxon. “I love you, Jaxon, because you make me laugh, you fill me with joy when I’m with you, and you lift my spirits when my day is too stressful.”
    Jaxon continued. “We’re willing to share, but if you’d rather see us strictly one on one, then so be it. We will live with that, but if we can have little get-togethers like this”—he paused—“all the better.”
    “Are you willing to carry our relationships to the next level, being a threesome?” Dylan asked. “Or are you only allowing a one-on-one   type of thing?”
    Her palm caressed both of their cheeks. Her thumb grazed their lips. “If it gets to the point that we, as a threesome, are selfish and uncaring for the other two, this will stop. But for now, I’m willing to try.”
    The two men grinned.
    Dylan looked at her. “I love you.” He pulled her close. “I have from the moment I saw you. I know this seems strange to you, but I promise this is what Jaxon and I both want.”
    Jaxon leaned forward and kissed her lips softly. “The love I have for you is great.”
    “Guys, what if I fall in love with one of you and want to make it a life-long thing? What if I become pregnant in all this playtime?”
    Dylan sighed. “We thought of that, too. If you choose to be with one of us only, we can accept that. If you conceive, you and I will marry.”
    “What if it’s Jaxon’s child?”
    Jaxon’s eyes showed mischief. “Can’t be mine. I’m sterile.”  
    Karma stared in disbelief of what her ears heard and her mind only vaguely comprehended. Her eyes dried from lack of blinking. She looked at him. “I didn’t know that.”
    “Not something you readily tell a girlfriend unless you are planning to become serious.”
    Karma shook her head. “I must be dreaming.”
    Jaxon set his arm over her shoulder. “Nope! You’re very much awake,” he assured her.
    “I have another question.” The two men groaned. “How do I get two cocks into one hen house?”
    “I have a few ideas,” Jaxon stated with more exuberance than she remembered seeing ever.
    “I’ll bet!” she quipped.
    He reached inside a drawer under the bar and pulled out a box. “We got this for our special nights together. Just in case you said yes,” he stated, handing her the box.
    Karma opened it. Inside, on