“I don’t think we’ve told you this, because I think maybe we thought it was obvious, but we love you very much.”
Sebastian stopped crying, twisting his neck and looking up at Viggo with wide eyes.
“You do?”
“How could we not?” Viggo grinned, kissing his cheek. “You’re perfect for us.”
“I love you, too,” Bjorn said, needing Sebastian to know how he felt. He’d thought he knew, and it was very upsetting to find out that he didn’t.
Sebastian swallowed, looking overwhelmed. “Me, too,” he said, reaching for Bjorn’s hand and squeezing it while sinking back into Viggo’s arms. “So much.”
Bjorn crouched down, overcome with emotion. He wrapped Sebastian and Viggo up in a crushing hug, squeezing Sebastian between them and leaning down to kiss the top of his head. He kept his mouth and nose there, breathing in the scent of his newest mate.
“Next time,” Viggo suggested, sounding amused. “You and I can fuck Bjorn, how about that? We can kiss and make out like Bjorn and I did with you, and then you’ll see just how we feel when we’re doing it to you.”
“That sounds nice,” Sebastian mumbled. “I’m sorry I was jealous.”
“I’m sorry we assumed you knew how we felt.” Bjorn pulled back, crouching down in front of Sebastian where he sat impaled on Viggo’s knot. “My wolf really likes you, too. You’re his favorite person.”
“I am not,” Sebastian scoffed.
“Oh no, you are. There we were, kidnapped because of our own stupidity, and you rescued us like two minutes after being locked up. As far as my wolf’s concerned, you hung the moon.”
“I like your wolf, too,” Sebastian said. “We should play in the lake again. That was fun.”
Bjorn grinned. “He’ll hold you to that the next full moon.”
Sebastian frowned. “But that’s in October. The water will befreezing.” He patted Bjorn’s arm. “We can do something else.”
Bjorn realized with a start that he was addressing his wolf. His wolf noticed, too, and it was delighted.
“Full moon cuddles will be more than enough to satisfy everyone,” Viggo said. “And with the end of the fire ban, we can have a campfire to keep you and Josh warm and make smores.”
“A small fire,” Bjorn cautioned. There would be no reckless burning on his watch.
Sebastian smiled at him, the expression strangely fond, and Bjorn wondered what had prompted the look. He smiled back, confused but happy.
“What?” he asked.
Sebastian grinned. “Nothing. I just like you.”
Bjorn blushed.
“So, what do you want to do now?” Viggo asked, directing the question to Sebastian. “My knot won’t go down for a while yet.”
Sebastian bit his lip, glancing up at Bjorn. “You didn’t come, did you?”
Bjorn shook his head.
“I could eat you out, if you want?”
Bjorn blinked, always a little startled when Sebastian just blurted out lewd suggestions like that, but then he grinned and pushed his pants down around his thighs and turned around. He was rock hard, cock leaking up a storm, and he knew it wouldn’t take much for him to come.
He was right. Bending over and pushing his ass back, Bjorn shuddered when Sebastian’s tongue pushed into his rim. Sebastian licked down his crack like it was the best thing he’d ever tasted, moaning and making needy noises as he pushed his tongue into Bjorn’s ass.
“Let me help,” Viggo said, putting his hand on the back of Sebastian’s head and pushing him harder into Bjorn’s cheeks. He moved Sebastian’s face up and down, rough and smothering him, and the feeling of Sebastian’s nose catching on his hole was enough to push Bjorn over the edge.
He came with a full-body shudder, thick blasts catapulting themselves across the room and painting the floor in front of the bed a splattered milky white, his thighs trembling from the force of his ejaculation.
