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The loud soundof doors opening and closing wake me up. I check my phone, two nineteen in the morning. Matt hasn’t come back to bed yet. When I check where Coop fell asleep, the space is empty.
Where are they?
“What do you want, babe?” I hear a loud voice. Matt?
I rub my face and walk to the bathroom. The door is slightly open, and from where I stand, I see my two men in the shower. The glass door is closed but it does little to hide the perfection of both bodies.
Matt’s flying owl is visible, painted over the lines of his broad, well-built back. His wide, broad shoulders hover over Tristan. They kiss under the shower in a way I’ve never seen before. Rough, passionate, consuming. As if they’re fighting for some kind of power. Matt’s fingers are interlaced in Tristan’s hair.
They look so beautiful together, I want to watch them forever.
Matt pushes Tristan over the tile wall, and my eyes land on the lines of Tristan’s firm eight-pack. He’s leaner than Matt, but just as beautiful. Watching them makes me want to touch myself, to join them, or just continue to stare in awe.
I’m admiring Tristan, who leans against the wall, the shower hitting his suntanned chest, water cascading through the lines of his rippled muscles. He looks flawless, stunning with his eyes shut and his facial features burning with desire.
Matt moves closer again, running his mouth over his jawline. He bites his way down from his neck to his hard chest, his abdominals, and finally he’s down on his knees, looking up at Tristan.
I bite my lip as my body fills with desire. My panties are drenched, and the ache between my legs increases each time Matt’s calloused fingers and insistent mouth slide over Tristan’s slick, wet skin.
My pulse beats erratically, and doubles its speed when Matt sticks out his tongue and licks Tristan’s length like it’s the first taste of an ice cream during a hot summer’s day. His mouth goes wider and swallows the long, thick cock, taking him deeply over and over, while his hand cups his balls and follows his luscious mouth.
My insides clench with desire. I want to be Tristan and feel Matt’s mouth on me, but also want to be Matt being the one making Tristan moan with such desire, screaming with a primitive sound while arching his back and thrusting inside Matt’s mouth.
“Please, fuck me. I need you inside me, babe,” Tristan begs the same thing I want to beg.
I need one of them so badly.
Matt stands up, turns Tristan around, and rolls down a condom after opening the square foil. It’s beautiful to watch Matt lean against him while whispering in his ear and pushing inside Tristan.
It’s awe-inspiring to watch the striking display as they furiously slam against each other searching for their mutual release. The raw emotion between them, anger and love, collide with each wave.
The grunts and moans are like an orchestrated symphony, a prelude to a tidal wave. The moment the crest of the wave reaches its highest point, the surge of energy it causes creates a loud quake coming from both men, causing their bodies to shudder from the climax.
I let out a big breath. The haze caused by watching that beautiful moment makes me realize I’m invading their innermost private moment.
Like a mouse pilfering a piece of precious cheese, I walk back to the bed, touching myself, replaying in my head every second I watched, sending a rush of ecstasy through my body as I imagine them touching me, loving me the way they just did each other.
It isn’t long before Matt makes his way next to me, pulling me to his hard body, placing his lips right behind my ear.
“Did you like it?” My back stiffens at his question. He saw me? “Next time you should join us, Butterfly. We’ll make sure you enjoy it.”
I turn my body around to face him. “How…?”
“I felt your eyes on me,” he whispers on my lips and then takes them. The door of the bathroom closes right before Matt kisses me. He stops. “Coop, stay with us.”
He rubs the back of his neck, turning it from Matt to me and then gazing at the door. “I… Are you sure?” Tristan’s insecure voice is a different side I’ve never heard.
“Yes, please,” I whisper. “Would you stay for the night, please?”
He sighs, and the relief from his lungs fills the entire room. I don’t have to ask twice. The bed sinks on my side, where he slides next to me and covers the other side of my body with his strong arms.
Matt kisses my lips at the same moment Coop kisses the nape of my neck. I turn to capture his lips, releasing the sadness and tension of the last twenty-four hours. As we finish it, he kisses Matt before we all rest in the same bed for the first time.
At least for tonight, we’re in harmony.
ChapterTwenty-Five
