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Aiden’s lips found Nolen’s neck as Nolen continued to bring me pleasure. I desperately wanted to touch him, too, but he had to save his release for Aiden. That didn’t mean his nipples were safe, though.

As my fingers found his left pec, his lips found mine, kissing me with urgency as I continued to touch and thrust into his fist.

I came; my scream of pleasure muddled from our kiss.

“So beautiful,” he murmured into my ear as soon as our lips parted.

“Damn,” Aiden whispered, and we turned to face him. He was looking at Nolen with need and I knew they had to mate now, evenIfelt how much they both needed this. It was weird seeing my brother hard for the man we shared, but being from this world and only finding our mates attractive, it truly was like looking at myself, nothing else. And I loved that for us.

Nolen’s voice was pure gravel as he eyed Aiden’s body. “Need younow.”

Chapter Thirty-Eight

Nolen

I towelled off both of my mates, and then myself, until we were all dry enough for the bed. Derek asking to come in the shower was his way of telling us he wouldn’t take me as Aiden had wanted. I was both relieved and disappointed. It was hard keeping the balance so each of my men got the same amount of my attention and love, but I knew this had to be for me and Aiden only, and it seemed Derek knew it, too, and with him taken care of, my focus could now be fully on Aiden.

Aiden was ready on the bed for me, Derek sitting next to him, both of them eyeing me with interest. I climbed onto the bed and kissed Derek first, then whispered into his ear, “Thank you.” He would know what I meant, and his quick kiss as reply said as much. I was fully Aiden’s now and Derek would be here with us, next to us, but notjoining.

“You ready for this?” I asked Aiden, seeing him smile and nod in return. He already found the lube and everything it seemed, as he handed it to me.

“Can you get me ready?” he asked, his tone nervous.

“Of course.” I was still new to this and since Derek had taken me, this was a first time for me, too, maybe fate knew my mates each had their preference and that’s why I was okay with doing both. No matter the reason for it, I was glad we fit together this well.

Taking the lube, I quickly coated my fingers and worked him open, never taking my eyes off his body as I did so, enjoying how he squirmed and wiggled on the bed from pleasure.

As I got up to three fingers, I could tell he struggled with the burn of it, but I needed to make sure he could take me.

Derek moved closer, as if sensing Aiden needed him, and began stroking his hair and murmuring sweet encouraging words. It seemed to work, Aiden’s body relaxed and accepted my fingers more easily.

When Derek went to move away, Aiden’s hand grabbed his, forcing him to stay close. It warmed my heart to see them offering each other comfort.

“Ready?” I asked, knowing he was but needing him to decide for himself.

“Yes, please,” he begged, moving his legs further up his chest.

I ached to fill him, to claim him as mine. There was this part of me that missed having all of him. As soon as we’d mated, his magic would join mine and we would belong to each other fully, bodyandsoul.

There was something so vulnerable about Aiden as he stared into my eyes. He wasn’t broken anymore, but it was like his mind stillfeltbroken, and somehow his gaze told me I was the thing he needed, thatIcould healhim. I felt it in the way his hands trailed down my sides, how his breathing changed, and lastly, his eyes, they showed me everything.

“I love you,” I whispered, then claimed his mouth as I pushed inside of him.

A sense of being home hit me as I breached Aiden for the first time, his body accepting me as I sunk in deeper, our bodies fitting together perfectly.

“Oh, Nolen,” he gasped, his eyes wet and wide.

I leaned forward and whispered into his ear, “My sweetheart.”

A whimper escaped him, making me pull back so I could see his face again. My broken mate was so beautiful, as he searched my eyes, likely seeing how much I loved him, how much I craved being his.

“Want me to move?” I asked, my tone on the pleading side. He simply felt too amazing to hold myself still any longer. I needed to move, to feel his tightness around my length as we mated,as we became one.

“Please,” he whispered, his eyes begging me to take over, to take charge and give him what we both needed.

With his right hand now laced with Derek’s, I began to move. Seeing the love they shared, their bond. Everything felt right in my world, then. This was what I was born for.

I was born to be theirs.