“Why?” I asked.
Briar touched my cheek. “Because you, love, are who we treasure most in this world. We love each other dearly, but you’re the one we’d give our final breath to. Our love for you is soul-deep.”
“Stop,” I said, throat tight. “You’re making me emotional, and this is supposed to be sexy-time.”
A deep laugh rumbled in Maddox’s chest. “It’s what makes you so endearing. A clumsy sap. But damn if the physician isn’t right. I’d give you my last breath. I’d give my life if it meant sparing yours.”
He caught me by the wrist and tugged me to his level, capturing my lips.
“Okay, enough or I’ll cry,” I said after breaking the kiss. “There’s nothing sexy about me snotting everywhere.”
“Sexy? Perhaps not.” Briar smiled. “But adorable? Very.”
“Know what would be sexy?” I nodded to Maddox’s cock. “If you sit there and go for a little ride.”
“I…” A flush crept up Briar’s neck, and he pushed his glasses up his nose again. “I’m at a loss for words.”
I snorted.
“Then don’t use your words.” Maddox touched Briar’s chest and skimmed his hand up to his throat. “Do as our male said and get over here.”
Holy fucking shit. It was actually going to happen. Anticipation built inside me just as pressure built in my groin.
Maddox’s cock twitched as Briar moved closer and gripped the base. The glistening head enticed him, and he bent down for a taste. Maddox exhaled and watched him with hooded eyes. I exhaled too, finding it so damn arousing my breaths stammered. As he swept his tongue across Maddox’s crown, our captain fisted the sheet again.
“Can’t sit still, Captain?” Briar’s gaze flickered up to him.
Maddox’s nostrils flared. “Enough of your teasing, physician.”
Briar seemed pleased with himself and rose up, wiping at his mouth with the back of his hand. He then moved both hands to his backside. A glow emitted from his palms, a sign he was using his magic. No doubt the same spell he used on me to make penetrative sex more comfortable. Also a sign he was too eager for foreplay.
Shit, I was eager too.
After slicking Maddox’s shaft, Briar straddled him and guided his tip into place. Not penetrating yet but so close to doing so.
“Wait.” Maddox grabbed Briar’s waist to stop him and looked at me. Worry pinched his brow. “Are you certain you’re all right with this, sweetheart? I never want to make you…” His voice cracked. “Sad.”
“Oh, my sweet, sweet man.” I shuffled forward and took his head in my lap, combing my fingers through his dark hair. “I’m more than okay with it. I want this, you two being together. In all ways.”
And I meant it.
Briar tipped my chin up and ran his thumb over my lips. “If that changes and you do become upset, let us know, and we’ll stop. We love each other, but you come first. Always.”
“Okay.” I leaned into his touch, warmth fanning over my skin.
When Briar eased Maddox into his body, his eyes closed. I knew exactly what he was feeling. Very little compared to his cock. Thick and ribbed for mind-numbing pleasure.
“Does our captain feel good?” I asked, playing with Maddox’s hair.
“Yes,” Briar breathed out. “Very much.”
Maddox thrust his hips up, drawing from Briar a deep moan. Briar planted a hand on Maddox’s chest to hold him down and started a slow glide on his shaft. I noticed the small fight for control. And by Maddox’s smirk, I knew he noticed it too. They were always in competition with each other, bickering like an old married couple. I loved it.
“Gods damn you,” Briar said with a frustrated groan, quickening his pace. “Why do you feel so incredible?”
A soft moan left Maddox’s lips, and he grabbed Briar’s thighs, encouraging him faster. Patience had gone out the window. He’d been rock hard long enough and was desperate for the sweet euphoria of release.
Heat shot through my veins, and the pressure in my groin made me antsy. My once sated dick awoke and rose to half-mast. Maybe I had a touch of voyeurism in me too. It was hot as hell watching them.
