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“I dunno to be honest.” He sighed. “But I think I need to.”
“I’m not a bad listener.” Bryce had no doubt. While Cole had been prickly to them at the beginning, the night before he’d shown a different side. Patient and passionate, he looked after them before himself, not taking anything until he’d given it all to his partners. That said more than enough about the man’s character.
“I told myself I wouldn’t go there with a man.” Cole opened his mouth to interrupt, but Bryce shook his head, needing to finish speaking. “I don’t have any regrets that I did. Only now, I’m terrified. How do I give it up? How do I turn my back knowing what it was like with you. With women, it’s easy. It’s safe. I don’t need to look over my shoulder to see who’s gonna throw shade at me.”
“How bad does it get?”
“I dunno. There’s never been anyone who’s been brave—or stupid—enough to come out while they were playing. Every team has contingencies in place for it, but…” He shrugged, not knowing how to express what he wanted to say.
“It would put you under the spotlight for all the wrong reasons,” Cole murmured, understanding his exact worries.
Ava ran her hand gently over his chest, nuzzling her face in his shoulder. “Morning,” she mumbled before shifting closer to him, pressing every inch of their bodies together. Bryce kissed her hair, breathing in the faint smell of her shampoo and the heady aroma of sex still lingering on her skin. His morning wood saluted the sunshine, and his lovers’ lingering touches were spurring it on.
“I remember the rugby player who got caught up making gay porn. The pics surfaced years after it happened,” Cole murmured sympathetically.Motherfucker. Yep, that would get rid of the boner.
Bryce cleared his throat, squeezing his eyes closed and hating the clawing fear that got its bony hands around his throat. Picturing himself in that position freaked him out, and while normally he was happy and pumped about everything, this terrified him. “Yeah, he said it started off as modelling and turned into something completely different. Sucked for him.” His gut twisted.
Before last night, being singled out and having every encounter in his past analyzed wouldn’t have made a difference—his record was squeaky clean. But now? Everything had changed. Bryce trusted Cole and Ava; they weren’t the issue. But what if someone had footage of them together at the park buried somewhere on their phone. It wouldn’t surface now—he was a nobody. But after he’d won the State of Origin? After he was the most sought-after prop in the game? He’d be recognizable and someone looking through an old video or photos would see him.
The difference with the other player was that he was only under the pump for a few weeks. It had died down pretty quickly; no one thought anything more of it. But that guy had been straight. Young and desperate, he’d also been taken advantage of. He hadn’t known that there was a dude on the other side of the glory hole. It was a far cry from Bryce being pan and hooking up with or having a relationship with a man.
“But it did settle down,” Ava reassured him. “He’s still playing.”
“I don’t want to be the first to come out, you know? Or be outed.” He couldn’t look at them. Throwing his hand over his eyes again, he blew out a shaky breath.
Thick fingers threaded through his and a soft kiss landed on his chest. Cole drew their joined hands down and Ava turned his face to hers, kissing him softly.
When she pulled back, Cole promised, “I’d never do that. Out you, I mean.” There was fire in his voice, a passion and conviction Bryce hadn’t heard before. “I brought my first boyfriend home because my high school principal found out about us kissing. He thought my sexuality and the fact that I wasn’t burying it under a wall of shame was something that my parents should know about. He threatened to out me, so I tried to be proactive and control how they’d find out. I thought if they could meet my boyfriend, they’d see why I liked him. I lost everything because of that bastard teacher. I’d never do that to you. I know my word is meaningless, but I promise you that I’ll never break your confidence, Bryce.”
Bryce hadn’t thought he’d needed to hear the words again until Cole said them. He trusted the man. It was why he’d let his guard down and acted on instinct, kissing him like he’d done to Ava. Bryce had wanted them from the moment he’d seen them. He was content to admire both from afar, but then fate intervened and he’d ended up here.
Cole’s eyes shined with sincerity in the early morning sunlight filtering in through the gauzy curtains. His lips were pursed in a frown and the crease in his forehead from his drawn eyebrows was deep. This time Bryce wanted to give the reassurance. “I know, but thank you for telling me. Your word is the most important thing you could give me.”
“You’re safe with us,” Ava reassured him, snuggling against his shoulder once more.
Bryce grinned, the weight lifting from his shoulders. There would always be the niggling fear of getting found out, but he knew neither Cole nor Ava would be the ones to start the rumours. He’d just need to make sure he didn’t do this kind of thing again. The smile slipped from his face. Shit. Never again. Cutting himself off cold turkey was the only way he would be able to last years before he felt the scrape of another man’s beard between his legs.
Even that thought sat heavily in his gut and turned his stomach. When he closed his eyes, he could no longer imagine some random guy’s face between his legs. No, the one he pictured had dark hair and eyes that were almost as deep with a perpetual furrow in his brows and an intensity about him that sent Bryce’s pulse skyrocketing. It was the same when he imagined a woman. There were no blondes or redheads. No, the woman he wanted had vivid emerald-green eyes, pale skin, and dark hair that offset her features beautifully.
He was in deep shit.
Choosing to ignore the battle he was waging against getting attached, Bryce rolled over and kissed Ava until she was breathless. He buried his fingers deep in her soaked pussy and worked her clit with his thumb until she was on the edge of coming. He loved the way she clenched around him, her silken channel gripping his fingers and trying to keep them where she needed them. Her nipples were hard, and Cole nibbling at the pebbled peaks was hot as hell. Fingers circled his dick and Bryce cried out, his cock weeping pre-cum as he thrust into the tight, rough fist.
God damn, these two were potent.
“Suit up, Bryce. Get inside our girl,” Cole directed. His deep voice, raspy with desire, sent a bolt of awareness through Bryce, his cock swelling in Cole’s grip. “I wanna watch you fuck her until she screams.”
Bryce wanted that too. Hell, almost more than anything, but he needed something else too. “I don’t want you to watch. I want to taste you.”
Cole groaned. “Fuck yeah.” He paused, his teeth biting down on those pouty lips Bryce loved kissing. He ran his hand down Bryce’s flank, slipping his fingers between Bryce’s cheeks to circle his hole. Bryce shivered, his star clenching with want. Bryce had played there before, slipping a finger in and shooting his load after a few measly rubs of his prostate. A cock up there? Hell yes. But he was terrified too.
Cole growled when Bryce pushed back, encouraging him. “One day I’ll bury myself inside you so deep you won’t know where you end and I begin. But not today.” Cole shifted, his hard cock slapping against his belly as he slid off the bed and went to Bryce’s bag again. When he came back, he nudged Bryce. “On your back. Scoot over here so your head’s off the edge of the bed.” Bryce got himself positioned and Cole kissed Ava, pressing the condom into her hand. “Work that pretty pussy down his cock and ride him.”
Her deft fingers rolled the condom down his length and Bryce arched his back, his eyes crossing with the sensation overload. He cried out when the tight clench of her pussy enveloped his cockhead. With her fingers working her clit, Ava began a slow rock, a deep grind that curled his toes. Her breathy moans contrasted with his strangled cry as a ripple in her pussy sent a shiver of lust through him.
“Make sure you don’t blow,” Cole ordered as he pointed the head of his cock to Bryce’s lips, painting them with pre-cum. He licked it away, the salty tang bursting on his tongue. It wasn’t his favourite flavour—he wasn’t likely to go out and buy a cock juice lip balm anytime soon—but the knowledge that it was Cole, that he was tasting a dick for the first time was heady. Or maybe it was the blood rushing to his head from hanging off the edge of the bed. Bryce licked at it again, savouring the silken feel of steel against his tongue.
“Open up.” Cole pressed forward, nudging his cockhead into Bryce’s mouth. He knew Cole was being gentle, letting Bryce take this at his own pace, but he was ready for more. Ava pinched his nipple and Bryce thrust up into her depths as he reached for Cole’s butt and pulled him forward, slurping at his dick.
