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It had to be done, because he had nothing left in him.
“Love you,”he sent to Saint. And when he collapsed, there was only silence.
CHAPTER40
Octavius
Growlsand shouts accompanied waves of consciousness. He seemed to be moving but couldn’t rouse himself to understand it, or care. When blood touched his lips, he opened his mouth, clamped onto the soft, warm flesh, and drank. No venom. That was important. He knew this blood, knew the body it belonged to. Warm, compliant, forgiving. He needed to protect it at all costs. Jayden.
When a third joined them, tucking himself against Octavius’s back, Octavius’s senses buzzed alive, drinking in every sensitive brush of his hand, every sweep of his tongue over bare skin. He became a creature of need, and those needs were being serviced, his hunger met by the two men on either side of him. He gave himself to them, and would die for them, as he knew they would die for him. There was no better feeling than knowing they were safe.
Octavius blinked back into the present moment. An aching weariness kept him from springing from the bed, that and the satisfied heaviness, the feeling of safety.
Jayden was tucked against his chest, head bowed, snoring lightly. Saint took up much of the bed to his right, arm and leg thrown akimbo, fast asleep with fangs out, unashamedly naked.
There wasn’t anywhere else he’d rather wake up, than sandwiched between the two most important people in his life. He blinked at the ceiling, listening to their breathing, their heartbeats, and how they beat in sync with his. He’d fed, probably from them both, and the pleasant throb in his neck and his cock suggested Saint had fed too.
Against all the odds, they had survived. They’d survived Mikalis and the god he’d been trying to summon.
A niggling thread of unease tried to sprinkle ice on his contented thoughts. He shoved it aside. They’d done everything they could, Raiden was dead, and they’d won. He’d take that win and relish it a little while longer.
So, this was them. Jayden, Octavius, and Saint. This was his life now. He wasn’t Brotherhood, he couldn’t be that with Saint for a lover and Jayden to share between them, at least that’s how Storm would see it.
If the Brotherhood still existed…
Mikalis had been on that platform, and then gone… vanished.Takenback through that gateway. Just a rose left in his place.
Good.
Mikalis deserved it.
Was Storm their leader now?
Or…
He glanced over at Saint, with his ruffled hair, his mouth open, fangs carelessly extended, as though he’d crashed after a wild party. Saint couldn’t lead them, could he? No, they’d never accept him. Storm would never agree. Storm was the natural leader. But what if they did allow them to stay? Would Saint want to?
He didn’t want to face the difficult questions the last few months had left them with. What he really wanted was to stay entangled with these two for a few days and hide from the future and whatever it brought. The fallout from all this would be… world changing.
Vampires were real.
The Brotherhood existed.
Humans were going to be a problem.
Or maybe not. Octavius had walked among them for a long time, and they were nothing if not resilient.
“Hm, you’re awake,” Saint grumbled in his rough bedroom voice, and nuzzled Octavius’s neck. He rolled onto his side and draped his arm over Octavius’s middle, trapping him. As he didn’t complain, Saint’s shamelessly skimmed his hand over Octavius’s chest, down his shallow abs, and grasped his erect dick. He sucked on Octavius’s shoulder and lazily stroked, then Jayden woke, his eyes sleepy, his hair a golden bird’s nest, and his mouth finding Octavius’s. He suspected, from his own aching body, that they may have already done this a few times, but he had no memory of it. This time, he planned to enjoy it.
Octavius lowered both hands to either side of him and found his two prizes. Two firm cocks. He stroked them both as Saint pumped his. Saint’s teeth pierced his neck, and Jayden’s tongue plunged into his mouth, and with pleasure racing through his veins, he fell into the ecstasy, lost to their thrall.
He wasn’t sure what he’d done to deserve such devotion, but he’d take it, and offer it right back, smother them both with affection. Lust and hunger pulled tight, threatening to break him apart, and he wasn’t ready to end it. Easing Saint off his neck, Octavius rolled onto his knees and shuffled downward, then took Jayden’s beautiful cock between his lips, between his fangs, as Jayden had done with him once before.
Saint stroked down his back. The bed dipped, and then both Saint’s hands were on Octavius’s ass, kneading, spreading, promising more. Octavius’s cock throbbed as it hung low beneath him. He needed Saint buried deep inside him.“Do it.”
Saint’s growl was all unhinged nyk, and Octavius loved to hear it. Saint reached under him, grasped Octavius’s dick, and pumped fast, until Octavius raced toward climax all over again. He didn’t want to come, but gods, he thirsted for it, for the devastating release.
Saint let go, spread Octavius’s ass with confident ease, and pushed in, pushed deep, and it was all Octavius could do to keep up his efforts to suck Jayden’s dick, tasting its salty pre-cum while Jayden trembled and bucked under him and Saint rode him. Each sliding pressure pushed Octavius’s mindless desire higher again.
