Then I kissed Saint again and the circle of flames was complete.
Alexei moved back to Saint’s cock, taking him down once more, drawing a full-body shudder from Saint’s muscular frame. His legs fell wider as Alexei sucked him and I kissed him, and I couldn’t help contemplating how far he’d go.
I knew Alexei had no limits, but Saint?
His whole life was limited by the block in his damn head. The clusterfuck of crappy self-esteem and self-loathing his childhood had left behind.
His fucking mother—
Alexei reached back and squeezed my thigh.
I snapped to, the present reclaiming me, and focused on the men beneath me. Alexei could suck me dry in two minutes flat, but Saint had insane stamina. I’d seen it before, and his resilience gifted me the time to slip from the bed and find lube.
No condoms. I didn’t know why. I’d never had unprotected sex with anyone, but I couldn’t comprehend a barrier between us right now, so I held the bottle where Alexei could see it. Absorbed his nod and slicked up my aching cock.
Alexei lay between Saint’s legs. I gripped his hips, bringing him closer to me, digging my fingers in hard, the way he liked. I didn’t know Alexei’s mind as well as I wanted to, but I knew his body. Knew he had an edge he could tumble from if I paid attention.
I slid my dick along his crease, watching the muscles in his back jump with anticipation as he worked Saint.Easy. I moved to rub his hip, but Saint beat me to it, squeezing Alexei’s uninjured shoulder, and I knew the moment Alexei glanced up. Saw it in Saint’s eyes—the fascination and wonder at the beautiful man making him feel such things.
The calm was brief, though. Alexei was an impatient lover; at least, he was with me. He pushed back, widening his stance, and I took the hint, driving inside him so harshly that Saint reared up, hands raised to shove me away.
Alexei caught him. “Is okay, wingman. Cam would never hurt me more than I want him to.”
Wild eyes on me, Saint retreated, but I welcomed the fierce warning he blazed at me. His instinctive protection of Alexei made my blood sing with something deeper than the primal desire coursing through my veins.My sweet fucking boy.
It was my last coherent thought as Alexei’s tight heat clamped down on me.
* * *
Alexei
Something changed between Cam and Saint the moment Cam slid inside me bare, and it was the first of many things I was unprepared for. I’d known they were hot for each other, loved each other, even, but the intensity as Cam began to fuck me in that brutal, sacred way of his was off the scale.
Beautifulintensity. Though I couldn’t see Cam, I felt the heat of his gaze as he stared at Saint in every drive of his dick inside me. Heat that surged as I stared at Saint too.
I could still taste him on my tongue, so different to Cam, but no less potent.
No less of anything, save the fact I didn’t know him as well as I knew the man behind me. The man who had such a tight grip on my heart I didn’t know who I was anymore.
“Lexi.” Cam growled my name, thrusting harder. “Tell him you want this.”
I smiled at that. I’d seen the concern in Saint’s earnest gaze when Cam had got rough. Absorbed it and filed it away to contemplate later when I left these men to their lives and continued with mine alone. I knew I’d need it then—the distraction from the gaping wound loving Cam would leave behind. “Saint.” I waited for him to look at me. “I want this. I told you... he’d never hurt me.”
Saint swallowed, his cock still rigid in my slick hand. “That’s not what you said.”
Beyond rasping Cam’s name, they were the first words he’d spoken since he’d confessed to wanting us both. Cam. Me. As if we came as a package. And he was right, but what I’d said and what I’d meant were so deeply entwined that the semantics didn’t matter.
To you. They matter to him.
I wanted to suck his cock again. More than that, I wanted to see him come as he watched Cam take me apart.
But most of all, I wanted to ease the worry in his forest gaze because he didn’t deserve it.
I arched my back, anchoring myself to the heady pleasure Cam brought me, and a grunt escaped me as the force of Cam’s vicious pace sent me shunting forwards into Saint.
He caught me in his strong arms, caging me like Cam did, his muscles taut and strained.
His neck was within reach of my mouth. I collected myself enough to control my unhinged jaw and nipped Saint with my bared teeth. “He gives what I ask of him.”
