Not mine. Just using them. Thank you goes to MyMerryMen and Rainbow Servus.

Starting over after Failure

Chapter 26

Christy heard Lester leave the room when the door clicked softly behind him. She waited a couple more moments before leaving the bathroom. When she exited the room she saw Carlos sitting in a chair.

"You're still here."

He remained seated. She walked over to the bed and sat down. Carlos wasn't pissed but she wasn't sure what he was, her guess, hurt.

"I think I made a mistake with this plan. I didn't realize he was in love with me as much as he is. A few days ago I told him I loved him but it was different from the way I love you. He said he understood, but now I wonder. Carlos, how do I fix this?"

Carlos sat collecting his thoughts before he spoke and maybe said the wrong thing, the fact of the matter was he didn't know. "I am not sure. I think I told you before he loves you a lot, as much as I do. No matter what happens either he or I will be hurt. At the moment, I am afraid it will be me."

"Hector said something while we were dancing, he said that you and Lester have shared a woman before on missions. Is that true?"

"Yes we have. I have told you before if you ever want a threesome Lester is the only man I would consider being with us. Precious, when I come home if you want we will all be together, just tell us what you want. No, I do not like to share, but I will if you want."

Carlos' statement would give her a lot to think about over the next few months. She did love him the most but she had developed deep feelings for Lester as well. One thing she had reached a decision on, if she slept with Lester she would enjoy it. Christy moved off the bed and straddled Carlos' lap. He ran his hands up her sides under her shirt. Using one hand he unfastened her bra and brought that hand around to join the other in massaging Christy's breasts while kissing her deeply and passionately. Christy moaned at the pleasures she was feeling by his hands and by his lips.

Lester came back in the bedroom not expecting to find Carlos and Christy having a passionate moment. Carlos motioned for him to come over to them. Gingerly Lester knelt down beside the couple and took over fondling the breast Carlos abandoned and kissing Christy while Carlos sucked and teased on the other breast. The attention to her breasts by both men was enough to put her over the edge and into a very pleasurable orgasm. When she came back down, both men stopped the attention to her breasts.

"I presume you two have worked something out?" Lester asked.

"Lester, I have her until I leave, then she is yours. When I return, if she is comfortable with the arrangement she is our wife. We will find a country where I can be married to her as well. She will have another name to add to her driver's license Christina Lauren Santos-Mañoso."

Lester smiled then asked, "So you will still be my wife when everything is done?"

Christy could tell Lester was worried that he would lose the woman he had grown to love over the last few months. She also knew that everything he said at the interview this morning he meant, she took his breath. Like Carlos, she considered her words carefully before speaking.

"Yes, I will. I'm sorry that I didn't think a lot of things through before I mentioned this crazy scheme. I also didn't realize you were as in love with me as you are. I have been thinking ever since we got home about what has happened. My intentions were to never hurt you. If we divorced, I would destroy you, I realize that now, it is not in my nature to do such an awful act. We will get things worked out between all of us."

"Ranger, you agree with what she has said?"

"Ranger doesn't give a shit. Carlos on the other hand agrees, we will get things worked out between all of us. Like I asked her, from here on when it is just us three please call me Carlos." He smiled and added, "She does not like Ranger, he is an ass."

Lester agreed to call him Carlos and was relieved that she would remain his even if he shared her. His heart had belonged to her since the first night at the beach house not that he would admit to it.

Christy noticed Lester looked tired and a little pale, "Lester are you tired, you're not looking good at all. I'm going to get Bobby."

She left the room before he could tell her yes. Carlos helped him to his bedroom and onto his bed.

Bobby came in the room a couple minutes later, "Lets get a look at you."

Lester's bandages had some blood along with regular drainage on them, nothing unexpected was on them. Lester had been moving probably too much today and needed to take the much needed rest he was about to get. Bobby started teaching Christy what to do and look for when dealing with Lester's wound then properly bandaging it. Bobby finished with Lester by giving him some ibuprofen for pain. While Lester was still awake the group discussed it being time to shut the party down so he could have some quiet while he rested.

Christy left the room and asked for everybody's attention, she thanked them for supporting her's and Lester's decision to marry and helping them celebrate but Lester needed to rest. She went on to tell them if they wanted to party some more they could go to the shop and continue there. Her crew and the Rangeman crew cleaned everything up at the house and moved the party to the shop leaving her and Lester alone. Carlos went to the shop for a while to keep an eye on things for her and to show a few of the guys the Porsche.

Before Carlos left to go to the shop Christy asked him to wake her up when he came back she was going to lay down for a while with Lester. Carlos agreed. Christy returned to the room where Les was resting and joined him on the bed. She snuggled over to him while he wrapped his arm around her. Sleep quickly claimed her.

A few hours later, a very drunk Carlos woke her up, surprised by his drinking she immediately got out of the bed so not to wake Lester.

"How much did you drink Carlos?"

"A lot."

She helped him into the master bedroom and shut the door. "Why?" she asked, she was pretty sure she knew the answer.

"Nobody wants me. Steph did not want me, you don't want me see nobody wants me."

Got that in one she thought. It was just what she wanted, she mumbled under her breath about men being babies and her not needing kids now since she now had two.

"Why do you think I don't want you?"

"You married Lester, and now you say you have two kids. I haven't seen them where are those kids. Don't you think you should have told me about them? Do you keep them in an attic?"

She thought to herself, nope I keep them at Rangeman. Christy rubbed her face and picked up her cell phone. "Bobby how do you sober up Carlos?"

All she heard was laughter on the other end of the phone at first, "Put him in a cold shower after you remove his guns and knife he will be fine but pissed. Don't worry he won't be pissed at you but himself. Christy...he will be horny as hell too."

"Great just what I need a drunk, wet, pissed off horny Cuban."

That comment had Bobby laughing again. Hopefully there would be no emergencies tonight Bobby had probably been drinking too she thought. Then she wondered what the shop would be like in the morning, a lot of hand sanding going on she bet. Christy returned to the bedroom after checking on Lester to find Carlos passed out on the bed. He had a more youthful look when he was asleep she noted the worry lines she had seen around his eyes were not present. Carefully she slipped his boots off of him, he had taken his utility belt off before hitting the bed. She left him where he was laying, covered him up and went back to bed with Lester.

A short time later she heard Carlos stirring and went to check on him. Good thing she had a strong stomach, his alcohol had made a return visit. He was worshiping the porcelain goddess, when he was finished, she wiped his face and helped him back to bed. Carlos had enough wits about him to be able to brush his teeth and strip the rest of his clothes off before getting in the bed. She stripped off her robe and joined him under the covers. Bobby was right, horny was an understatement. He was more horny than when he was sober.

The next morning, she beat him out of bed which was an achievement in and of itself. After making coffee she went to the bedroom with aspirin and a bottle of water, she knew Carlos would need it this morning. He was sitting up in bed with a confused look on his face.

"What's wrong?"

"I had a strange dream last night. Do you have two kids and do you keep them in an attic?"

She laughed, "Well sorta."

He winced apparently her laughter was too loud this morning. Finally he asked her to continue after he had taken the aspirin and drank part of the water.

"I do, one sometimes lives in the penthouse of the Rangeman building and the other was shot recently."

"How much did I drink?"

"Baby I have no idea, you came back from the shop that way. Bobby told me to put you in the shower after I stripped the guns and knife off of you with cold water. He also said you'd be pissed and horny."

"He is right, I would have been both. So why didn't you?"

"You were passed out when I came back in the room. After you threw up, you were horny but not pissed."

"I am sorry I lost control like that."

"Carlos, do you really thing that I don't want you?"

"Drunk Carlos might have thought that. Sober Carlos knows better."

"He better, because you are one of the men I want by my side always. If you are up for it, make love to me."

"Precious, I am always up for it."

She found herself under him with his knee nudging her legs apart. He slid his hand between her legs to her core, she was wet and ready for him. For his enjoyment he took a finger and circled her clit a few times just to feel her jerk and jump under him. After he was done enjoying himself, he slid his cock in her waiting body the feel of being in her reassured him that yes she wanted and loved him.

This was new water for Carlos, never before had a woman wanted him with another for long term. Stephanie always bounced back and forth until she left for California plus she had a fear of commitment. Christy's desire was different, hers was a long term commitment with both men, he had to admit he was nervous. His saving grace, he knew the other man well and was comfortable around him.

True to his word, Bobby showed up at the house around 0900. He and Christy went in to check on Lester's wound. The stitches should be taken out a couple days after the team left for the mission but in the in-term he wanted her to know how to do it. She took the bandage off, looked at it, then smelled it. Bobby was grossed out as to why she would do such a thing.

"When I have had to doctor a horse's leg, I smelled the bandage, if there was an infection you could smell it before seeing it sometimes. This is no different."

While he didn't find it appealing, he understood the wisdom in doing such a thing and it made sense, but not something to routinely do with a patient. "So you know about changing bandages?"

"It is a whole lot easier on him, he isn't dancing around like a horse can do."

"I may not be a horse, but I'm hung like one."

Bobby smacked him upside the head.

"Hate to break it to you Les, but no you are not. I can prove it later with Maverick. A miniature horse maybe." Then she whispered in his ear, "You say you are Carlos' size, so not a horse, but a very enjoyable size for me."

With the bandage changed and looking good, Bobby left.

This routine repeated itself morning and evening for the next several days. Bobby told her on Saturday not to worry about changing the bandage, it looked good enough to leave the bandage off.

Lester was getting stronger everyday and had resumed a light work out schedule. Carlos had taken time to set the spare room up downstairs with a treadmill, exercise bike and free weights. While it was not the gym at Rangeman, it was enough for Lester to start out. Eventually, he and Christy could go to Rangeman for him to workout after he got stronger.

Once Carlos returned from this mission, he would talk to Christy about adding on in the basement or expanding the room to put in a large workout area for him and Lester to use. He paused for a moment. For the longest time, Tank had been his best friend. Now it seemed that Lester was taking that spot and he was glad. After all Les was married to his spiritual wife.

Sunday came and it was Carlos and Christy's last day together. He wasn't going to be able to spend the night, the men had an 0400 flight off the roof of Rangeman the next morning. Ranger needed to stay in the penthouse. He was up at 0500 and went to workout, he drug Lester out of bed to make him go too, plus it gave him a chance to talk to him some without Christy being there.

He told him after their workout, he would make the three of them breakfast and then he was spending the day between Christy's legs making love to her before leaving about 2000 to go to Rangeman for the night. Lester questioned him as to why he was not going to have her to go to Rangeman him.

"I cannot have her there, I won't want to leave in the morning. It is a clean break this way."

Lester nodded in understanding, fine by him he thought the sooner Carlos was out of the way the sooner he would be in the bed with her.

After breakfast and true to his word, Carlos took Christy to their bedroom. They spent the day in the bed making love, talking, holding each other when the other broke down. Christy had something she wanted to give him before he left. It was some jewelry, she had them made by a friend of hers that opened a shop in Point Pleasant. Before Lester was shot and the threat made against them, she had been in Point Pleasant for another car auction. She visited her friend Sheila on that trip.

"I have been waiting for the right time to give you this, and I will understand if you cannot wear yours while you are gone."

She handed him the jewelry box for him to open. Inside was a pair of nipple clamps that could be worn as decoration or used for other things. They were made from diamond, topaz and peridot. She explained the diamond was for their love pure and perfect, topaz was Christy's birthstone and peridot was Carlos'. He loved them. The beautiful smile that radiated from him spoke volumes.

"These are better than any I would have picked out. I love to see the clamps with a chain going between them on a woman, but these are better because of the meaning behind them. I will gladly wear one."

"Carlos, even if we never get to go to another country to get married, when you put this on me I will consider us married in our own eyes."

If possible his smile grew bigger, he loved the thought of them being one. Gently he placed one clamp on her left breast then she placed one on his left nipple. He indeed considered them a married couple as well. Christy had two husbands as far as they were concerned. Together they would tell Lester sometime after while. As far as Carlos was concerned they had to celebrate their honeymoon before he left this evening.

Their joining this time was slow and pleasurable, this time was as husband and wife in their eyes. It seemed to go forever, when he would get close he would stop until he calmed down. If he could make it take forever he would. Her legs stayed wrapped around him the vast majority of this round, she never wanted to let him go. His eyes matched hers tear filled eyes the passion and love they felt for each other was deep. When they finished, they stayed joined and wrapped around each other not letting go, if they did that meant it was close to time for him to leave. The lovers were not ready.

Alas, the time came for them to leave the privacy of the bed and bedroom and face the others. On purpose, Carlos left the room without his shirt on. He knew the men would notice the clamp and he could explain it to everybody at once. They stopped by Lester's room to talk to him first. Les was happy about their commitment and walked out with them to the kitchen where a lot of the guys had congregated. Tank was the first to notice and gave Carlos a single raised eyebrow.

Carlos smiled, "Tank, what is that for?"

"Your chest."

"You have to really protect Christy, Lester and I. In our eyes, Christy is our wife. He is legally, I am spiritually."

"Thank God, I was afraid we were going to have a bear on the mission," Hector exclaimed.

Tank shook his head, if it had been anybody else he would have invited them to the mats. Hector was smaller than Tank but he was not going to mess with Hector.

Carlos and Christy went back to the bedroom to pack what Carlos needed from there. While they were in the room he asked her if she had clamps made for her and Lester, she told him she had. He gave her a single nod of approval. The closer it got to 8PM the more knots her stomach had, not that she was nervous she was going to be sad and she knew it.

"When I get home, I will have my nipple pierced and have this changed to a ring."

Christy smiled and tried not to cry. She failed. He wiped away her tears and kissed her forehead, eyes, cheeks, nose and chin before finally settling on her lips.

"I love you, I'm sorry," were the last words he said before she felt a prick and the world went black.