“I–I’d be interested,” Luis spit out.
Despite all the sex, he hadn’t yet been fucked by either of them yet. They’d still been, in some aspects, taking it slow.
But he’d been thinking about it. Being that close, having them inside him.
Tonight suddenly felt perfect.
“I want it,” Luis corrected under their twin gazes. “I’ve been thinking about it.”
Julien looked intent, serious, but Karim’s smile widened lasciviously. “You heard the man.”
Still, Julien hesitated. “Are you sure? We don’t–I don’t need that if you don’t want to.”
Luis looked between the two of them and pulled all his new courage to himself. “I want it. I want… the closeness. I want to know what it’s like with you. If I’m yours, I want to feel like it.”
Karim had a reaction to that, tensing under Luis, but Luis kept his eyes on Julien. There was a rawness on the other vampire’s face, like some of his mask had been pulled away. Luis was reminded of a live wire, that nearly silent hum of electricity that dared one to put their hand to it.
“Would you give that to me?” Luis asked, grabbing the wire and giving it a damning tug. He could be tricky with words too.
A second later Julien was kissing him, mumblinganything you want, as he moved Luis out of Karim’s lap and down on the bed.
But there were too many clothes between them.
“Julien,” Luis breathed when they parted, “can we get undressed?”
“I’ll help,” Karim said. The second Julien pushed off, Luis was being stripped, those big hands copping a feel as they did so. Luis laughed when Karim brushed up his ticklish sides, and then stole a kiss as Julien was undressing.
When Julien came back to bed, it was all pale, warm skin. Luis was aware just for a moment of Karim undressing himself as well before the kiss absorbed him.
There’d been a lot of kissing, and it wasn’t getting old. Luis had never spent any amount of time thinking about kissing, about lingering in it, but he understood it now. How close it was, how different it was from just satiating arousal.
Julien always kissed him like he was precious, like it was the first time and he was savoring it. He relaxed Luis with his kissing, licking into his mouth until Luis was a puddle on the bed.
The next time he pulled back, he had that knowing gleam in his eye.
“I should get you ready if you’re going to take us tonight,” Julien said.
Luis’s heart thumped hard. “Okay,” he said faintly.
He expected the click of a cap, but instead Julien started to kiss down to his neck, then collarbone and chest. He reached where Luis was sensitive, and when his body arched up in automatic reaction, Karim was there, hands closing around Luis’s wrists. He guided Luis’s arms up, pinning them to the bed.
Luis made a garbled sound at the spike of arousal that slid through him.
Then Julien’s hands on his thighs, easing them apart. Making space for him there.
“What are you–?” Luis started, but stopped as Julien kissed his hip, nails scratching through the trail of dark hair that led to his cock. Above, Karim was dark-eyed and observing.
Instead of touching his cock, Julien kissed over his hipbone and down to his thigh. Luis whined at the need pulsing through him. His cock was hard, bobbing against his belly.
“I’m getting you ready,” Julien said, and then bent his head to bite at Luis’s inner thigh. It was blunt, no fangs, but Luis’s legs still curled up in response, a cry dragged out of him. Julien took the opportunity to hook Luis’s legs over his shoulders.
Before he could get words together to question it, Julien dipped down further and licked him.
“Ah–”Luis’s whole body jolted at being touched there.
Julien licked again at his rim. It was electric, a completely new sensation that Luis didn’t know what to do with. His body jerked on its own, but he was pinned between Karim and Julien, could go nowhere.
It made him hotter.
