God, yes. Of course I wanted it. But Ash burrowed closer and I glanced at him, then up at Blue and mouthed the wordraincheck. Blue held my gaze as he knee-walked up the bed, still stroking his cock.
“Open wide for me, Jax.”
The husky tone to his voice made my dick throb. I’d do fucking anything for Blue to keep looking at me like that. To keep talking to me and bossing me around like I was his.
He knelt above Asher and me, looking like a fucking god staring down upon his loyal subjects. His lips quirked into a smile, then that faded as he dragged his hand up and down his shaft. I ached to taste him, but all I could do was lie there and hold Asher against me and soothe whatever made him tremble.
Blue tipped his head back, the pace of his hand increasing, lube squelching, and I couldn’t look away.
“Open wide, Jax,” Blue rasped, leaning forward, angling his cock toward my face. I stuck my tongue out as Blue came. Ropes of cum laid across my tongue, on my cheek, my chin, my chest. I kept my eyes open, trained on Blue, mesmerized. I watched every muscle in his neck tense up as he gritted his teeth. And then all at once, he relaxed. His face went slack, then he smiled down at me. A dopey, lust-addled sort of smile that I was sure I hadn’t seen before.
“Come here,” I whispered, reaching for him, urging him to take up space on the other side of me. Blue hesitated like he might not, but then he lowered himself down and ran a finger through some of the cum on my chin.
“I made a mess.”
“I’ll wash.” I was far more concerned about not breaking the spell than I was about a little bit of drying cum. Blue leaned in and licked the cum off my chin. Off my cheeks. His eye sparkled and then he shimmied down a little farther and tipped Asher’s head up so he could kiss him.
Their kiss was slow and lazy and perfect, and I was only a little sad that we hadn’t recorded the rest of our time together.But Blue breaking his rules was monumental, and Asher seemed to understand it too, because when Blue pulled away, Asher reached for his hand.
“Are you okay?” Asher asked, his voice barely a whisper.
Blue took a deep breath and let it out slowly. “I could ask you the same question.”
“I asked you first.” Ash nestled closer to me, shivering a little. The blankets had been twisted and messy when we’d climbed into bed so it was easy for Blue to reach down and pull them up, covering us.
When he settled back down, he moved in and kissed Ash. “I’m good. How about you?”
Asher shook his head. “I—I’m always such a mess. Sometimes I can stop myself and sometimes I can’t. Today was a can’t day. And it’s only because he’s the literal nicest person ever that he doesn’t hate me.”
Asher didn’t have to explain whohewas. Both Blue and I knew it was Lukas. Ever since Asher had kissed him, he’d been ten different kinds of twisted up about it.
“You can talk to us, you know,” I told Asher, brushing my hand through his hair. I kissed the top of his head and felt him sigh against me.
“I feel stupid.”
“We all do stuff that makes us feel that way.”
“Do you guys know Lukas’s real name?” Asher asked after a minute or more of silence.
Blue and I shared a perplexed look. “Uh,” I said, searching my brain for that information. “I don’t think I do, to be honest. He’s always been Lukas.”
“Well, that’s…. actually kind of helpful.” Asher shifted around. “Isn’t this about time post-orgasm when people make excuses to leave?”
“Did you want us to leave?” Blue asked.
Asher shrugged. “I dunno.”
Blue looked at me. “I don’t know about you, Jax, but that sounded like he asked us to stay. Don’t you think so?”
“I think you’re right, Blue.” The fact that Blue wasn’t taking the opportunity to split felt huge to me. I’d spent years dreaming about a day like this. Wondering what it would be like if Blue didn’t push me away right after. And even though it was here, and it was as magical as I thought it would be, part of me wondered if he was only sticking around for Asher, and his continued presence had nothing to do with me.
Whatever his reasons, now wasn’t the time to worry about it. Something was still weighing heavy on Asher’s mind, and I didn’t want to make things all about me. I could dissect every interaction, every look and touch and word later when I was alone.
TWENTY
BLUE
After chuckingmy rules out the window, I thought I’d be more twisted up about it. But it was warm and soft in Asher’s bed, and I felt safe there with the two of them. There was a possibility that later on I’d get weird about it, but for now, I was happy to lie in bed with them.
