My hand not holding Rainer’s rests flat on his stomach. Even though my skin isn’t against his and my hand is still, I can feel the way his muscles twitch under my touch.
“We can go slow,” I tell him.
“Just wait until you see them naked,” Keary says, grinning. “You’ll never be so turned on in your life.”
Neither Rainer nor I bring up the fact that we’ve seen each other naked in the fae wood. Maybe someday we’ll share that moment with them, but for now, the peace that hangs between us is too new. It feels a little fragile, like saying the wrong thing could shatter it. Keary is watching us, letting Notto and me touchRainer for the first time. While he can’t take away the new family we created, he can still go batshit crazy.
Rainer nods.
My excitement shivers through my body. Notto pulls his shirt up, inch by inch. I keep my hand against his stomach, pressing lightly enough so the fabric can slip between us. The moment I touch his skin, fire sweeps through me.
I’m so damn excited for him to feel Notto’s fire. He’s going to love the heat.
I release Rainer’s hand so Notto can pull his shirt up and over his head. Once it’s dropped to the floor, Notto’s hands move over Rainer’s chest.
Now that I don’t feel like we’re stealing a moment, I let my hand wander over him too, feeling the way his muscles dance under our touch. How his heart races. The shape of his defined pectorals. The fluff of hair on his chest that moves down his stomach. Oh. Did I notice that before? I think I was too focused on his pretty dick and the way he was looking at me.
I continue to touch his chest, learning every contour of his body, while Notto’s hands move down to Rainer’s pants. The room is so quiet that I can hear the pop of the button and thezppof his zipper. Then they’re around his ankles and his sexy cock is pushing against his briefs.
My hand drops to run along its length, slowly, with only enough pressure to feel how hard he is. To feel the vein that runs along the underside down to his root and his plump balls. Notto’s trails mine.
With a quiet groan, Rainer lets his head drop backward until it rests on my shoulder.
“Like their touch?” Keary asks.
Rainer nods.
“Feel good?”
He nods again. His hand in mine is firm, and I think it gets tighter the longer we touch him. I squeeze it in return and ask, “Are you okay? Is this okay?”
His hand slackens for just a second before gripping me tightly again. “Yeah. It’s good.”
“Can we take off your underwear?” I ask.
He nods. “Yes.”
“I can’t wait to put you in my mouth,” I admit. “I think you’re going to choke me just as well as Keary does.”
The quiet moan close to my ear makes me so damn excited.
Notto pulls his underwear down, revealing his dripping hard dick. “It’s so pretty,” I sigh, and once again, I trace every inch of it. My finger moves around his crown, swirling upward until I can touch his slit. I flatten the fat bead of precum then rub it in before moving my finger further down the length of his shaft.
That’s going to feel so good inside me. Hmm… It’s been a while since I’ve wanted a dick inside me. Is it because he’s a new dick? Is it because we’re a complete family now and I want to feel them all?
“Now, it’s your turn to get naked,” Keary says, still not having moved from his spot a few feet away where he watches us touch Rainer. “Let him examine you.”
Notto takes a step backward so he has room to pull his clothes off—not far enough away that Rainer can’t reach out if he wants to but far enough that he’s not going to hit us with his discarded clothes.
He doesn’t make slow work of it. His shirt comes off first, and we’re staring at dark skin covered in dark intersecting, curving lines. Like the storms that terrify me, streaks of lightning break through his skin, the bright white fire within making them glow and flicker.
It continues down his legs when his pants fall. My favorite line is the one that runs up the inside of his thigh, leading straight to the goods between his legs.
Rainer’s eyes travel over his exposed body. He’s caught between two places—Notto’s lightning and his junk.
“Touch him,” I encourage. “Touch him and learn him like we did you.”
Rainer swallows. The hand not holding mine like a vise lifts and hovers over one of the lightning streaks. Does he feel the heat? His hand lingers there. Unsure.
