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He surrendered himself to the two most precious people in his life, one a savage killer and the other a ray of brilliant sunshine.
He’d known, deep down, that there would be love out there for him; even when he’d stopped looking, when he’d pushed others away, he’d still held a tiny kernel of hope. He loved Jayden’s ridiculous enthusiasm, loved his hope-filled perspective and his endless optimism, and right now, he loved his mouth, sucking and stroking and swirling around his dick. He loved Saint’s ruthlessness, his straightforward thinking, and his protectiveness, even though Octavius didn’t need protecting. Right now though, he loved Saint’s breath on his neck and his fingers sliding in and out, riding him toward ecstasy. They were made for each other, as though fate had brought them together. He would have laughed at any Brotherhood member if they’d suggested such a thing, would have accused them of being weak.
He’d been such a fool.
Gods, he was going to come.
He gently pushed Jayden back and tried to catch his breath. “Wait…”
“Hm, no,” Jayden teased. “You’re going to come and we all know it.” He straightened but stayed on his knees, wiping his thumb across his lips, his smirk as wicked as Saint’s growl.
Saint’s fingers stroked, inching Octavius toward what would be a blinding climax. Jayden grasped his jutting dick and pumped, and it was all Octavius could do to ride the waves and chase the cresting high. Jayden opened his peachy lips and sucked the sensitive tip of Octavius’s dick, as his hand pumped and Saint stroked, and all at once, the pleasure was too much to contain. He came, bucking, trembling, with Saint clutching him close and Jayden on his knees, mouth open, cum pearly on his lips, and there he stayed, lost and adrift, but found and home too.
There was no knowing what sundown would bring. But right now, he drifted in blissful satisfaction, irrevocably entwined with the two men he loved.
Jayden rose to his full height, licked his lips, and slammed a shocking salty kiss on Octavius’s mouth. “I’m famished,” he said with a sly grin.
“I thought you just ate,” Saint drawled, then sucked on Octavius’s ear as he withdrew his fingers. Octavius gasped; they were going to ruin him.
“An appetizer for later.” Jayden giggled, then moved from the small lounge area to rattle around the tiny kitchen.
“I’m going to take a shower and get out of these wrecked clothes,” Saint said. Heading down the small hall, he crooked a finger. “Octavius, come with me.”
Go with him? With the aftershocks of the orgasm still tingling through him, he’d have gone anywhere with either of them, but a shower was perfect.
They barely fit in the small cubicle, but even that concern melted away as Saint lathered up the soap and smothered Octavius’s back and shoulders, then massaged deeply. He couldn’t fail to notice Saint’s eager erection, but he didn’t seem that interested in satisfying himself.
He caught Octavius looking. “You may suck my dick later, Little Wolf.”
They may not have many laters left, and Octavius was beginning to salivate over the thought of having Saint inside him, or watching Saint take Jayden.Thatidea made his insides writhe in new and breathless ways.
“Hm, what are you thinking that has your heart racing and your cock taking notice?”
Octavius rinsed his face under the hot jets of water, then grasped the soap from Saint’s hand and shoved him back against the tiles. “Just how much I’d like to watch you with Jayden.”
Saint fell quiet and stared, which meant he was trying to figure out how best to reply without scaring Octavius off. He wasn’t as stoic and mysterious as he believed, at least not to Octavius.
“And feed?” Saint asked.
Octavius swept his soapy hands up Saint’s muscular chest, then flicked a nipple and marveled at Saint’s hiss. “And feed. If Jayden is up to it.”
“What if I take Jay while he swallows you?”
“At once? Together?”
“Yes, together.”
“Jayden will do that?”
Saint grinned. “My sweet little innocent wolf.”
Octavius narrowed his glare, sucked on Saint’s right nipple, then bit down.
“Gah, fuck!” Octavius let go, and Saint snorted a laugh. “Yes, he’ll suck you off while I fuck him. Getting him to stop will be the difficult part.”
“The we should do it soon. It’s nearly sundown.” Octavius stepped from the shower, dripping wet, flung a towel around his waist, and left the bathroom.
“That’s the only towel!” Saint called.
