In the light slipping into the room from the cracked bedroom door, I studied the shadowed features of Fallon and Rowen while I dragged the comforter up around them. Fallon had his face tucked against the crook of Rowen’s neck, and Rowen had both arms around him. Fallon’s golden hair was everywhere in a cute, fluffy mess, including snagged in Rowen’s beard. I moved a few strands aside so I could brush a kiss to his cheek, then did the same thing to Rowen. They were so cute sleeping together, and I was happy that they’d finally worked out whatever was standing between them.
“I love you,” I whispered, but they were deeply asleep. Warmth glowed in my chest as I ran a fingertip along Rowen’s cheek.
My bladder gave a horrible pang that hurt.
Bathroom, right. Better do that.My brain wasn’t quite switched on yet as I tumbled off the edge of the bed. I grunted as my knees hit the floor with athudand winced my way to standing. Thankfully, the bathroom wasn’t too far away. I shuffled that direction. After taking care of business, I was confronted again with the mystery of Cillian’s and Aspen’s disappearance from our snuggle pile.
Dread swirled awake in my gut. What if they’d been called to leave again? No, they probably would’ve woken everyone up if that happened, but what if they were off doing something dangerous and just hadn’t bothered to wake me before they left? What if they got hurt? What if they were in jail like Sloan?
Rubbing my naked abs, I stood there staring at the half empty bed for probably about a minute, trapped in a horrible swirl of groggy thoughts. A curious slurping sound caught my attention from the cracked-open door.
“Hmm?” I shuffled toward the door and was about to open it when, all at once, it registered that the noises in the living room sounded a good deal like someone sucking dick. Gasping, I slid to the side of the door and turned, slamming my back against the cool wall. My groin tightened and my dick tingled.
“Who is on the bed?” I didn’t trust my sleepy brain, so I checked again. Yes, it was Rowen and Fallon. The sounds wouldn’t confuse me if Fallon was out there with Aspen or Cillian or both of them, but this could only mean one thing. I bit my lip and excited sparks slid through my belly.
Turning, I put my eye to the crack and stared out into the living room. Then I huffed and crossed my arms. There were two gray fluffy couches, and the back of one faced me. And Aspen was on it. All I could see was the back of his head. He moaned and by the way he was moving I thought he might be thrusting his hips.
“Is he jerking off? Can’t be. But maybe he is? Maybe I’m wrong?” Biting my lip, I tried going up on tiptoe, squatted, moved to the side, but I just couldn’t get a better angle. Was Cillian out there with him? Happiness wriggled through my belly, and I wanted to shout. I jogged in place for a second, trying to keep all my excitement quiet. I couldn’t be wrong.
Cillian had to be out there on his knees with Aspen’s dick in his mouth.
Closing my eyes, I slid my hand down to the front of my boxers and gave myself a squeeze. My semi was well on its way to a hard-on, and I wished I could see what was going on more than I wanted oxygen to breathe.
“Are you okay?” Aspen asked, and every hair on my body stood on end. I put my eye tight to the crack.
“Och, ye would hafta do something a damned sight more than that to choke me,” Cillian said, and my head rushed. Dizziness almost knocked me over as every drop of blood in my body rushed to my dick. Whimpering, I wrestled my dick free of the slit in my boxers and rested my back against the wall beside the door again. I closed my eyes and wrapped my hand around my shaft, giving myself a squeeze. Oh, Cillian would look amazing sucking Aspen. He had a nice mouth and I loved it when he kissed me all over. His brown eyes were so serious when he was fucking.
Panting, I began to jerk off and thrust my hips out. With the image of my two favorite big, muscled men touching each other swirling in my head, it probably wouldn’t take me long to get off. Humming, I let the fantasy spin out of control. Aspen fucking Cillian against a wall. Or Cillian with Aspen’s legs wrapped around his waist on our bed. I would love that. I would suck Cillian’s dick while Aspen fucked him hard and fast, exactly the way he fucked me when he’d been doing it for a while and lost control. I shivered and plucked at my left nipple while squeezing my cockhead.
Bright light distracted me as the door swung open, and then I squeaked when someone slapped their palms over my eyes and mouth. Someone else knocked my hand away from my dick and I huffed. My other hand was snagged, and I couldn’t do anything as heat blazed through my body.
“Ye’re caught, ye naughty wee bug,” Cillian whispered in my ear. “Were ye spyin’ on us?”
Nodding, I couldn’t help the heat that crawled up my neck into my face.
Aspen’s low chuckle had me squirming in place as my dick twitched and a hot drop of precum slid down my shaft, and then someone licked the tip of my dick. I almost melted into a puddle. My boxers were shoved down my thighs and the fabric pooled around my ankles. My dick sprang free, and I felt decadent as I stood there.
Hard.
Exposed.
Naked for anyone who wanted to fuck me.
“Walk,” Cillian growled. His voice was rough and there was amusement in his tone. I stumbled on my underwear, but he and Aspen kept me upright. Cillian took his hand away from my eyes, and I moaned because neither one of them were wearing clothes. Aspen closed the bedroom door, making sure the latch caught, before Cillian removed his hand from my mouth.
“Quiet, bug. We don’t want to have Rowen and Fallon awake if they don’t need to be.” Cillian’s brow furrowed and he kissed the corner of my mouth.
“I want to see you two together. You’re both so... so....” I licked my lips and stared between them. Aspen’s dick gleamed with what I could only assume was Cillian’s spit. My dick felt like it was the size of a tree as it pulsed, and I continued to stare.
“So what?” Aspen asked. He kissed my neck, then nibbled on it. The warmth of his mouth had me moaning.
“Vital. Passionate. Big with muscles I want to lick.”
Aspen grinned and shook his head, deep brown eyes glowing with happiness. I wanted to kiss the freckles on his umber cheeks. “You and Fallon are a lot alike.”
Shrugging, I smiled. “I know what I enjoy. And you’re on the top of the list. But the more important question—”
“I asked a question ye didn’t answer properly,” Cillian growled and smacked my ass lightly, which had my dick bobbing. I squirmed on the spot and inched my hand toward my dick, but he caught it again and shook his head.
