Page 61 of The Turning TIde


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Travis licked his lips as Jasper wrapped his arm around my waist, pulling me close. Travis stepped closer, his hip against mine as he circled his hand around Jasper’s throat. Jasper gasped, his eyes wide.

“Do you want us to go easy on you, Jas?”

He shook his head.

“Beg,” I said, my voice low as I traced my finger down his chest, watching his muscles flex from my touch.

“I don’t want you to go easy. I want you inside me. I want to feel you both. Please. Please. I want you both so much. I want everything you have to give me. I want you to show me what I’ve been missing.”

Travis leant in and nipped Jasper’s bottom lip with his teeth, pulling it slightly until it must have hurt Jasper a bit as he let out a long groan. “Well, when you ask so nicely. Go get on Finn’s bed.”

“Yes, my lord.” Jasper’s expression flared, and his cheeks reddened as if he was embarrassed by what he’d called Travis, but Travis looked elated.

“My dark lord might be a better name,” I added jokingly, trying to ease Jasper’s obvious discomfort.

“My lord will do nicely, I think. Now, go get on your hands and knees, Jas.”

Jasper hurried off into the bedroom, and just as I went to follow, Travis wrapped his hand around my wrist.

“You’re okay with this, Twinkle?”

I sighed, knowing he’d never give up that name now, but not hating it as much as I had earlier.

“What? Worried you can’t handle the twink?”

He chuckled. “No, I just didn’t think you’d be such a… top.”

My eyebrows raised and lowered in a facial shrug. “I like to surprise. And honestly, no one ever really gives me the chance. Jasper didn’t expect me to be a certain way, and I liked that.”

He paused, staring at me like he was trying to work me out. “I can be a bit bossy. If I get too much, tell me. I don’t want you to feel pushed into anything.”

I stepped closer to him, ignoring how much my cock ached or how being nearer to him made the feeling intensify. “Don’t worry, I will, but the same goes for you. I bounce from bossy to needy as hell, so feel free to tell me too.”

“Good to know. Now, shall we go see to the Professor?”

“I think that’s an excellent idea.”

TWENTY-SEVEN

JASPER

I wasn’tsure what they were doing out there, but by the time they walked into the bedroom, I was practically shaking with anticipation. I was about to have sex. With two people. Who were men. And I’d never been more turned on in my life.

With women, the thought of sex had always left me cold and scared, but right now, my skin flushed warm, and I felt nothing but need and excitement. I knew this was who I was as surely as I knew my own name. In a way, I hated that it had taken me this long to realise my feelings, but right now, I couldn’t think about that. I could only think about them.

They both climbed onto the bed, one on each side of me. Travis took hold of my chin between his thumb and forefinger, pulling me up onto my knees and smashing his mouth to mine, while Finn came up behind me, running his soft hands all over my body, touching everywhere but where I wanted him, the denial making everything seem all the more intense.

They moved with such coordination that I wondered if they’d been hatching a plan, because this felt more like a dance they knew the movements to, and I was simply being led where they wanted me to go.

I loved it. Loved that I didn’t have to think, organise, to take charge. Instead, I just let them guide me.

“God, Jas. Tell me I’m not dreaming,” Travis muttered against my lips.

“Not dreaming. I promise,” I replied, barely able to string a sentence together. “Touch me. Touch my cock, please.”

“Twinkle’s right. It’s so hot when you beg. Lie on your side. Face him. I think it’s about time you gave him your lips for a while, ‘cause I need to make sure this pretty little hole can take us both.”

I froze. “You both?”