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“Yes. Yes, that’s it, baby boy. We’ve got what you need right here.” I squeeze his hard, swollen flesh, giving the head a little extra pinch.
“He’s squeezing me so tight, Xeno.”
“So big,” Everly groans.
“It’s him, not me,” Zoro insists. “You’re beautifully tight, baby boy and you know how to hold onto what you want inside you.”
“Beautiful?” A tear slides from his eye, and I have to smile. He craves praise, and it makes him blossom. I don’t think he’s had enough of it in his life, but we can change that, Zoro and I.
“Beautiful. Stunning. Amazing.” I offer him the words—they are only the truth, after all. “Isn’t he, Zoro?”
“He’s the best man who has ever walked into the club. And he’s all ours.”
“Yes. All ours. So fine.” I have to pinch one of those abused nipples firmly, just to push him higher.
He cries out, but it’s an excited sound and so I do it again, then give the other nipple the same treatment. So pretty and dark from our touches.
“Come on, baby boy.” Zoro hums, and even I can feel the electricity buzzing between them. “I want you to shoot, over and over.”
Everly and I groan together at Zoro’s words.
“I love the way you smell when you come,” I tell him. “I’m going to rub it into your skin, bathe you in it.”
“Mmm…” Zoro’s hand moves, shifts, and Everly’s lips part on a wild gasp.
“Oh, love, do it again.” I love that look in Everly’s eyes and I want to see it over and over. So Zoro does—once, twice, then a third time, and spunk sprays between us.
Everly sobs softly, body shivering like he’s freezing.
Zoro leans against Everly, lending his heat to the man, and I pet his side. I can’t do more than that with Everly over my legs as he is, but Zoro has to pull his hand out before we can move our boy.
“You did perfectly, baby boy. Just perfectly.”
Zoro works his hand out, and then I gather Everly close, rubbing his come into his belly before sitting back against the headboard and cuddling him against me.
“Such a good boy.”
“Never going to be the same,” he murmurs, voice barely there.
“No, you aren’t. You are ours now.” And our boy will come back to us, over and over again until he begs us to stay.
I just wish he didn’t have to leave in the morning. It’s too soon. Of course, I suspect I would be saying that even if he were to stay with us for a year before going. Ten year, even. So I keep my thoughts to myself and hope the time he’s away passes quickly.
CHAPTERTHREE
I’m miserable.
Tired.
Aching.
Worried.
I don’t want to work. I can’t sleep.
I can’t think.
I miss Xeno and Zoro terribly. It’s like a sore tooth only much worse. I have missed them since the moment I got on the elevator to come home.
