“What? You said you don’t bottom.”
“I said I don’t bottom for just anyone. You aren’t just anyone, Leo.”
“What does that mean?”
“I only bottom for people I care about, which has only been one other person,” he explains, his hand still massaging me against my jeans. Ryder glances back, raises an eyebrow, then moves his big body to block Evander and Mateo’s view of us if they turn around.Thanks, man.
“You care about me, Gage?”
“I do, Baby,” he says adamantly. “I told you that you’re mine. I fucking meant it.” He removes his hand from my cock and turns my head, kissing me fiercely. “Mine,” he growls against my lips.
“Mine,” I echo.
I have to admit hearing him say it is a weight off my shoulders. I thought he was only doing this because I was willing, and when hegot bored, he would move on. I realize I didn’t give him much credit for his intentions, unfairly judging him because of his I don’t care attitude. But he feels deeply underneath the jokes, laughs, and just Gage’s craziness. He fiercely protects everyone in his life, loves with his whole heart, and never holds a part of himself back.
Micah and Alessa walk into the crowd, playfully shoving each other. “It was the bike,” Micah grouches, handing the helmet and key back to Ryder.
Ryder scoffs. “Trust me; it wasn’t the bike.”
“Aw,” Alessa pouts, “Are you being a sore loser?”
“I think he is,” Evander laughs, and I feel the look Micah lights him up with.What the fuck is that?
I look back at Gage and realize he’s paying attention this time. He’s looking rapidly between Evander and Micah before breathing out a laugh.
“Care to share?” I whisper.
“Oh. They’re so going to fuck,” Gage whispers back before laughing out loud.
“Shhh,” I laugh back, and all heads turn to us.
Evander raises an eyebrow. “Do the lovebirds have something to say?” he comments, looking at me being pressed against Gage.
That sets us off in another round of laughter, causing Gage to snort. Alessa walks over to stand in front of me, and I slide my hands around her waist. It feels right being pressed between them. She lifts up on her tiptoes to whisper in my ear, “You guys look fucking hot together.” I slide my hands down to her ass, jerking her closer.
“Hands off my nieces’ ass!” Micah yells. “At least in front of me. Jesus Christ,” he gripes.
Alessa giggles, giving me a quick kiss on the cheek.
“Can we talk later?” I ask her.
She nods. “I’d like that.”
“Come on,Il mio sole. Let’s go stunt on these assholes,” Ryder calls out, walking away, his arm snuggly around Holden’s shoulders. I know he’s doing it because Holden’s not used to these crowds, but it’s almost like he can’t keep his hands off him.
Alessa claps excitedly before running and jumping on Ryder’sback. She slides her legs around his waist, and he tucks one arm under her ass, holding her up.
Gage kisses my neck one more time before leading me forward. He swings his legs over his bike, grinning and shoving his helmet on.
I saw Alessa do the stunts the last time, but Ryder was too pissy with me being here to actually enjoy himself. Some sort of calm has settled over him now.
The rest of us move to the fence where the stunt area is, Dex and I putting Holden protectively between us.
“Have you ever seen them do this?” I ask Holden.
He shakes his head with a smile. “No.”
“It’s badass,” Micah comments, leaning up on the fence. It still surprises me my brothers actually showed up, and I can see the weird looks they’re getting. “What the fuck are you looking at?” Micah barks at the guy glaring at my brothers.
