Rolling his eyes, he smirks at us. “I believe kisses are absolutely called for.”
I don’t give him any time to change his mind as I dip down and capture his lips with mine. I’m gentler than I normally would be, but I take control, letting him know he can count on me to always be the one to hold him up. I run my tongue across his lips, encouraging him to open for me, and groan when he does. Fuck. My cock swells at his taste, the fucking innocence, even if he’s not. There’s something so damn special about him.
I lift my head, loving the sigh that escapes Carter. Not to be outdone, Marcus sweeps in next. Their kiss only inflames me more. Fucking hell. This one is so different. Marcus yielding like the Tease he is, giving so perfectly. I press my palm against my hard cock, trying to force it down, because I’m about ready to come just from watching these two.
When they break apart, both breathing heavily, I take note of how dilated Marcus’s eyes are, and the hunger in Carter’s. Saying a quick mental apology to the medical team, I decide to risk it. Fuck, I need to see them…I need to watch Carter soar, the way we’ll always make sure he soars in life.
“Tease, I believe our Love deserves a special treat.” Both men shiver at my rough Dom voice, a shot of pure adrenaline rushing through me at their response.
“What kind of treat?” Marcus asks, almost bouncing on his toes. Carter stays silent, just watching me.
Smirking, I gesture to Carter’s hard-on, that the hospital sheet is doing a shit job at hiding. “I believe you can take care of that, Tease. No hands. Mouth only.”
Carter’s jaw drops as Marcus jumps to my instructions. He brushes away the sheet and pulls at the loose fitting pants Carter is wearing. Our Love carefully shifts so that Marcus can pull them down. As soon as Carter’s cock is in sight, Marcus doesn’t waste any time, capturing the thickness in his mouth. I brush Marcus’s hair as he bobs along, sucking and groaning.
Carter throws his head back, fine trembles rushing through his body. Refusing to be a bystander, I grip Marcus’s hair hard and set a punishing pace for him. The sound of him choking has me desperately wanting to stroke myself, but there will be time for that later. Right now, I need to see Carter come.
I keep a close eye on the emotions flitting across Carter’s face, and when he opens his mouth to warn Marcus, I swoop down, capturing his cry with my lips. I keep Marcus pinned down, forcing him to accept our Love’s cum, not that he’d complain.
When I let him go, and I pull back, we’re all breathing heavily. Carter stares at me like he’s never seen me before, and perhaps he hasn’t. He knows I’m a Dom, but that’s muchdifferent than seeing one in action. And this? This was barely anything.
I stifle a sigh of relief when he smiles, even though it’s tired. “Fuck. You both…you’re amazing.”
I wink at Marcus, as he makes no attempt to hide his smugness. I snort at the way he licks his lips, savoring the taste. Later, I plan on having him take me the same way… If he wants, he can compare our flavors, because he’s going to be getting them often, if I have anything to say about it.
A cough disrupts our moment and Carter blushes, hurriedly trying to make himself more presentable. I glance at the door and see that it’s Jude. As a fellow Dom, he knows better than to expect an apology. After all…how can I help but show off my darlings?
Still, I let Marcus help Carter, while I move slightly to cover their rapid movements. I cock one eyebrow, but Jude doesn’t say a word. If anything, I feel like he’s trying to hold back a smile. He’s a hard one to read, but so long as he doesn’t make Marcus or Carter feel bad, I have no problems with him.
“Was there something you needed?” Carter finally pipes up, and I move back to my original position, letting Jude come into the room.
I don’t miss the twitch of his lips before he drops news into our laps that will change everything. It turns out that not every police officer is happy about targeting us. And we may finally have our chance to get some information from the very man who flipped on Tennant…
But before we can go any further, there’s yelling outside the room. Whatever has pissed off Doc makes me flinch. I’m too well-trained by Sarah. You don’t fuck with the medical staff. I open my mouth to say something, but Jude gets a message on his phone that has him dashing off before I can. Exchanging glances with Marcus and Carter, I shrug my shoulders. I’m surewe’ll find out whatever is going on soon enough. Right now, it’s not my concern. Instead, I study Carter’s face, seeing how exhaustion is pulling at him.
“You need to get some sleep. We’ll keep track of what’s going on.”
Grunting, Carter barely nods. “Fine. But I need the situation taken care of. Nobody touches him though…”
“Yes, Boss. I know he’ll be Tennant’s to claim. Just get some rest, Love. We’ll take care of it.”
With that, I lean down and brush a kiss on Carter’s lips. It’s soft and barely-there, just enough to give him comfort before we leave to figure out this shit. Not to be outdone, Marcus leans forward as well and offers his own sweet kiss. I can feel his hesitation on not wanting to leave our Love, but we’re still Carter’s men, and that means we act in his stead. And this? This I can’t wait to be figured out, because it means we’ll be one step closer to finding Roman and Lio…and one step closer to claiming our Love forever.
So much blood.My hands shake as I try to staunch the bleeding.Fuck!
“Don’t you fucking die on me, Benjamin.” My voice shakes, and the ball of pain and rage I’ve been shoving down comes racing back to the surface.
His eyes close and his breathing gets shallower.
“No…”
A lump forms in my throat and my vision blurs as tears fill them. Fuck…
There’s an explosion of activity behind me, but I don’t look away from the man on the bed. His face seems to get paler by the second, as he continues losing blood, and the lips I love kissing so much begin to lose their color.
“Move, Ten,” Doc says.
I barely hear him, focusing entirely on my Topolino.
