“And ye?” Cillian glanced at Aspen, who shrugged, then nodded. “Hm. Ye see, me and Rowen were talking about it, and we agreed that if Vail wanted ye both he could have ye. We’re not selfish enough to keep him to ourselves. Ye’re family. We’ve been through thick and thin with each other, and ye’re right. He’s sexy. So, if he wants that, too, he has our blessing.”
“Are you talking about me?” Vail entered the room so quietly I hadn’t even seen him until he was nearly at Rowen’s side. His attention jumped to the TV as he made his way to the couch. “Oh, is that soccer? Who’s playing? Who’s winning?” He fell into the tiny spot between me and Cillian, snuggling tightly against us. “What were you talking about? Blessing for what?”
Cillian curled an arm around him and kissed him on the temple. He breathed him in and there was something intimate about it. I’d never seen Cillian like that with anyone until Vail came along. “Aspen and Fallon want to fuck ye, firebug. If that’s whatyewant, Rowen and I are happy to share ye. Only to them, though. No one else.”
Vail’s gaze slid to me and Aspen, lowering his lashes so he stared at us with a half-lidded gaze. He was only dressed in jeans and a Manhattan Central University hoodie but somehow still managed to look great. His blond hair was brushed off his forehead, and his delicious lips were redder than usual, as though he’d been licking them in thought like he sometimes did when he was completing work.
“I’d like that,” he whispered, voice huskier. “A lot. I have a lot of stamina. I blame my ADHD.”
“Thank you, ADHD,” I whispered, trailing my stare down his long, lean legs.
Vail shifted and I watched with interest as he slid onto my lap with his thighs on either side of mine and wrapped his arms around my neck. I grabbed his ass, dragging him closer until his interested cock pressed against my stomach and the connection of my insulin pump. He gasped and went to move away, but I held him tighter.
“You’re not going to hurt me,” I whispered, tilting my chin back. I wanted to kiss him so badly, but I wasn’t going to make the move. He had to dive in first because I wanted to give him the choice to back out.
“Are you sure?” His eyes widened and he touched my chest, slipping his fingers down lower and feeling the edge of the pump connection. It was a tiny hole in my belly with a tube that led to a small contraption latched to my jeans. The pump measured out my insulin. “Because I once knew this kid in junior year and he had diabetes, and he always looked so unwell. Andthen—”
To hell with waiting for him. He was clearly off on a tangent and I needed to kiss him. I slammed my mouth against his and cupped his cheek. He moaned, leaning farther into me, and rutted his cock against my abs again.
When I broke the kiss, he panted against my lips, dazed, with a silly grin on his face.
“Wow. Yeah. That’s nice.”
I laughed.
Aspen held out his hand, and Vail climbed over to his lap, and like we’d done, they kissed as if their lives depended on it. Aspen mapped Vail’s body with his hands, tracing the lines of his stomach and hips, and it was the sexiest thing I’d ever seen. Aspen had big hands, and I’d found myself watching them while he worked more than once. Vail ground himself on Aspen, his ass nudging Aspen’s cock.
“Wow, too?” I teased.
Vail nodded when he finished the kiss, eyes dilated and mouth swollen. He looked wrecked and thirsty. His gaze slid to Cillian and he smiled. “I like this.”
Cillian smirked. “Good. I’m glad, bug. Ye can have any one of us whenever ye please.”
He cocked his head at Cillian. “Don’t you want to finish watching your game?”
“Nah, they lose anyway. Ye’re more interestin’.”
Rowen switched off his iPad and placed it on the chair’s arm. He stared at Vail with clasped hands and a gentle expression. “Anything for ye, angel. We think ye can handle us all.”
“I can.” His eyes shined and his tongue swiped over his bottom lip. Grinding himself against Aspen, he blinked slowly at us. “I finished my work.”
“And what do ye want, bug?” Cillian asked, his smirk growing wider. He knew what Vail wanted; we all did.
“Can I...?” Vail’s gaze jumped between each of us, as though he couldn’t decide who he wanted to focus on more. I didn’t blame him. If I had a choice of four guys, I wouldn’t be able to decide, either. “Can I have all of you first? I mean, you can tag team me. I can take it. I watched this porn scene once where this guy took a train of men, one after another. I can do that. It’s....” A flush spread over his pale cheeks. “It’s been a fantasy of mine for a while now.”
“Aye,” Rowen said, standing. He scanned his gaze around the room, though, as if he was trying to decide exactly what to do. “Come on, angel. Let’s go upstairs. All of us.”
I stood, and Vail took Rowen’s hand while Aspen steadied him as he got to his feet. Excitement shot through me and settled in my balls, and I glanced at Cillian, waiting for his move. Cillian inclined his head and waved me and Aspen toward the stairs, and we walked with them, Vail in front. He and Rowen whispered to each other, and Vail kept glancing back at us, a small smile on his pretty lips. He wanted this—us.
My cock was half hard by the time we reached Rowen’s room and went inside.
Vail released Rowen’s hand and turned to face us, backing in slowly while we followed like lions circling a rabbit. The smile on his face turned hungry and he rubbed the bulge where his hard cock pushed out the front of his jeans, bouncing slightly on his toes.
“Who’s first?” he whispered.
I pounced.
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