“My question is more important! What were you two doing?”
Cillian looped his arms around me and pulled my back to his chest. I went up on tiptoe as he slid his hand down my abs toward my dick, but he didn’t grab me. I whined in frustration. “Ye been missing us, bug?”
I leaned my head back against his hard shoulder and glanced up into his brown eyes. His lips quirked into a satisfied smirk. “You know I did. I hated every second, minute, hour, day, and week that you were gone. It was torture. It was too long. I worried about you both.” I blinked at him and wished I had a way to let him know exactly how awful it had been with them gone. “A pit opened up in my chest and all I wanted to do was lie around the first week. It was the worst.”
Cillian’s expression softened and he leaned down, covering my mouth with his. Neck bent at an awkward angle, I parted my lips and sucked on his tongue. He didn’t need to tease me. I still wasn’t over them being gone, and I needed him and Aspen in the worst way.
“If I had you and Aspen every day for the next year, I would still miss you.”
He grunted and sealed his mouth on mine again, swirling his tongue between my lips until my knees trembled. I worried that I might slide to the floor, especially with his stiff dick pressing against my back and making everything more tantalizing.
But as much as I loved this, those little sounds I’d overheard earlier teased my mind, and I ducked down so that Cillian had to stop kissing me. Hurt slid across his face, and I squeezed my arms over his around my middle to let him know I didn’t want him to go anywhere.
Aspen stepped closer and ran his fingers through my hair. “You all right, little doc?”
“Yes, but I was wondering—” I grinned at him, then got distracted by his freckles. I reached for him, and a soft smile took over his face as he leaned down. I dotted kisses over his cheeks and nose. “I wanted to know, can I watch Cillian blow you?” I glanced over my shoulder at Cillian. “Do you swallow for him?” My dick twitched toward my belly, and Cillian let out a low growl that was delicious as he shoved his hips roughly against me.
“Aye. I swallow.”
“You want to see?” Aspen asked, stepping closer. He kissed me before I could answer, and I loved being pressed between their strong bodies.
“Of course, I do,” I murmured against his mouth. “Who wouldn’t?”
Aspen smiled and I loved how warm his expression was as he stared at me. “Probably lots of people.”
“Stupid people,” I grumped. “And I hate to use that word, but what else could you call them?”
Cillian shook his head. “We’ve had more than one offer recently. I’d say Vail’s right. We’re brilliant.” He winked at Aspen.
Aspen rolled his eyes, something he rarely did, and I snickered until Cillian shushed me, but he was laughing, too.
“Ye’ll wake everyone, bug.” He tickled his fingers over my belly, and I yelped, which had Aspen shoving Cillian’s shoulder. “Then where would ye be? Ye’d miss yer show.”
Excitement smashed through my brain like a bolt of electricity. “Really? Oh my God, truly? You’re going to let me watch?” I wriggled around to hug Cillian because I wasn’t confused. I didn’t think Aspen cared if I saw Cillian going down on him, but Cillian seemed to put up walls sometimes. There was some weird thing going on with him that I’d never quite understood, involving his sense of masculinity. I didn’t worry about how I slept with my guys—as long as everyone felt good and was happy—but I knew a lot of people did seem to care, and I hated to see Cillian upset about something as wonderful as being with the people he loves. My eyes wanted to water for a second, and I swiped my palm across them.
I glanced at Aspen, and he swooped down to kiss me. “If Cillian says it’s fine, I’m good with it.”
Cillian’s jaw clenched and he stared at me.
“I could do it first, if it’ll make you feel better? I love sucking dick and I love swallowing and I love knowing Aspen’s cum is inside me.” I stared up at Cillian. His face flushed, and then he chuckled.
“Ye’re too much, bug. Ye tell me why ye want to see so bad.” He tilted his head back and slid his hand down to tease my dick. I held my breath for a second.
“I love you both, so it makes me happy to see you together, but I don’t want to make you uncomfortable.” I kissed his chest over his heart and breathed in his scent.
Cillian scowled.
Aspen caught Cillian’s eye and shook his head.
Cillian jutted his chin toward Aspen and glared. “Bloody hell. Come here, bug.”
“Okay,” I said, bouncing on my toes, but Cillian was already nudging me along in front of him toward the couches. I was happy when I spotted a purple bottle of lube, and he shoved me down on the floor near it. I propped my elbows on the cushions and the lube rolled toward me.
“Missed this arse. Can’t get enough of it.” Cillian kneaded my asscheeks, and I arched my back so he could do whatever he wanted. My body buzzed in anticipation, and I hummed.
“Please, please, fuck me while you blow Aspen?” I glanced over my shoulder at him and bit the corner of my mouth.
Aspen chuckled and brushed the backs of his fingers across my cheek. “I thought you wanted to watch me get a hummer, but it turns out you want to have your cake and eat it, too.” He didn’t sound mad, though, simply sat down next to me on the couch. He picked up the lube and tossed it to Cillian. Aspen’s dick was hard and ready between his muscled thighs, and since Cillian was busy sliding a couple of slicked fingers into my hole, I opened my mouth.
