I laughed at that. Memphis leaned down to brush his lips over mine. Joy bloomed inside of me at the contact I’d been craving for so long.
“I’m not letting you go, Brennan,” Memphis whispered and I felt my heart leap as I remembered those were the same words he’d said to me so long ago in Eli’s apartment. He tugged Tristan against us. “I’m not letting either of you go ever again.”
I was too overcome with emotion to speak, so I just nodded shakily and clung to him and Tristan. “I love you,” I whispered, though I didn’t clarify which one I was speaking to since they knew I was speaking to both of them.
“Brennan,” Memphis whispered. “I made you another promise that day. Do you remember?”
I smiled and nodded against his chest before pulling back and holding out my hand. Memphis dropped a single key into it.
“Remember, Pops is giving us half an hour,” Tristan said as I took his hand and led him to the car.
I shared a look with Memphis and saw he was thinking the exact same thing as me. “Motel,” we both said in unison.
“There’s one not far away. I can get us there in ten minutes,” I said as I strode around to the driver’s side.
“Take your time,” Memphis said as he opened the passenger side door. I was confused by the statement until I saw him crawl into the back seat of the car and pull Tristan into his arms. And I instantly regretted my decision to drive as I watched their busyhands stroking all over each other as their mouths dueled for control.
“Fuck,” I muttered as I got into the car.
“Wait, what about Tink?” Tristan asked even as Memphis sucked on his neck hard.
I glanced towards the side of the house and saw the cat sprawled in a plush lounge chair, regally grooming herself like the princess she was, surrounded by dogs. “She’s good,” I said with a chuckle as I started the car.
I’d said I could get us to the motel in ten minutes, but I knew it would be more like five as I watched my men kiss. Hell, at this rate, maybe I’d just find us a quiet side road somewhere.
Tristan let out an excited moan and I let out a harsh curse.
Side road.
Definitely a side road.
Epilogue
MEMPHIS
“I was soafraid I’d lost this,” I whispered as I reached across Tristan’s body to run my fingers over Brennan’s cheek.
“Me too,” he said and then he was covering my hand with his. He pressed a kiss against my palm and just held my gaze with his. The only time he looked away was when Tristan shifted between us. Not surprisingly, all he did was flip his body from where it had been pressed up against Brennan’s chest until his face was mashed against mine. Brennan and I both chuckled because within seconds, Tristan’s left hand was reaching behind him to seek out Brennan’s. If we hadn’t heard his soft snores, we would have guessed he was actually awake. Brennan dropped his hand from where he’d been holding mine and placed it on Tristan’s seeking hand. The second he did, Tristan linked their fingers and pulled Brennan’s hand until it was pressed to his chest.
“I think we wore him out,” I said as I glanced down at Tristan.
“We probably shouldn’t have taken him that second time in the bathroom,” Brennan mused.
I laughed softly. “Maybe if you’d warned me how long those damn dinners ran, I’d have made sure I had my fill of both of you earlier.”
Brennan grinned and shook his head.
Surprisingly, we’d managed to stick to the thirty minutes Dom had given us after he’d left us in the driveway. But that was only because Brennan had driven like a bat out of hell and had had the sense to find a deserted access road where we could park the car and be hidden from prying eyes. And since we’d been so eager to be together again, there’d been little time and patience for anything other than a few stolen kisses as Brennan had gotten Tristan’s pants down and I’d tossed some blankets on the hood of the car. Tristan had been splayed on top of the hood before I’d even managed to get my own condom on and I’d nearly dropped the damn thing as I’d watched Brennan shove into him. The sounds my men made as they were coming together…there was nothing like it on earth. I would have been more than happy to just jack off as I’d watched them together, but then Brennan had pulled out of Tristan and looked at me expectantly. We’d taken turns fucking our boy until he’d cried out in relief as cum had spurted all over his body. But of course, that hadn’t been enough for either myself or Brennan, so we’d ended up flipping Tristan over and fucking him from behind until he’d come again and only then had we pulled the condoms off and jacked off all over his perfect ass at nearly the exact same time.
We’d tried playing it innocent when we’d gotten back to the house, but from all the looks we’d gotten from several of the men, we’d known that they hadn’t bought our act. I’d managed some small talk, but had mostly sat back to watch my new family interact. The sheer volume of people and conversations had been overwhelming, but no one had pressured me to participate. I had asked a few questions here and there, especially when it came to the many stories the various family members had shared with me about Tristan and Brennan when they were kids, but I’d never felt out of place or uncomfortable. I’d been an observer and no one had seemed to have a problem with that.
But several hours later as dessert had started being served, I’d started to get restless, especially since Brennan and Tristan had been sitting on either side of me and had decided they needed to touch me at the most inopportune times. Like when I’d beenhanding a bowl of mashed potatoes across the table to Tristan’s father, Logan, and Brennan had chosen that moment to run his hand across my groin under the table. I’d barely managed to stifle a curse and while no one else had seemed to notice, Tristan definitely had and had gotten in on the game. I’d returned the favor when I’d asked for a tour of the house – which I hadn’t actually needed since I’d already seen it the weekend I’d gone fishing with my men – as the desserts were being set out. We’d ended up in Tristan’s bedroom, but since the door hadn’t had a lock on it, I’d dragged both men into Tristan’s bathroom instead. We’d ended up with Brennan leaning against the counter while Tristan had sucked his cock and I’d pounded into Tristan from behind. Once I’d come, we’d switched places and Tristan had laved my spent dick with gentle laps of his tongue as Brennan had fucked him hard and fast. Only when Brennan had finally come had we both finger fucked Tristan at the same time until he’d found his own release. By the time we’d gotten back downstairs to the dinner table, Tristan had been blushing so hard that Dom had actually asked him if he was feeling okay.
“I know I’m never going to see a bathroom in the same way again,” Brennan said.
I laughed but then sobered. “Are you sure you don’t have a problem with what I told you about my work?”
I’d been too impatient to wait until we were back at the hotel to tell Brennan the truth about what I did for a living so I’d blurted everything out in the car. He’d asked me lots of questions, but when all had been said and done, he’d merely taken my hand in his, lifted it to his mouth and kissed the back of it before telling me it didn’t matter. It changed nothing.
