“Watch my finger, Mateo. In a minute, this will be your cock pumping in and out of him. Christ, he’s so beautiful laid out like this, isn’t he?” Tristan flexed his hips a little as though Teo hadn’t known he was speaking to him.
Mateo let Tristan’s erection drop from his mouth. He wrapped a hand around it, Tristan moving so he fucked Teo’s hand. “Fuck yeah. I can’t wait to have him. Can’t wait to watch him pleasure you and know that one day, I’ll have your ass just like I have his.” Mateo eyed Tristan.
Tristan lost his rhythm.
“Yes...I want to see that,” this from Josiah.
That’s right. Not now, but I’m not lettin’ you pull back, Tristan. I’ll have you. Jay will have you again, too.
Like he always did when words failed him, Tristan gave Mateo a quick nod. Teo ran his tongue down his dick again as that finger kept going—push and pull inside Josiah.
“I want him now. Change places. Tristan, get on your back, with your legs open. Jay, you on your hands and knees between his legs.” As they situated themselves, Teo grabbed the lube. They’d all been tested, and they wouldn’t be with anyone except each other, so they didn’t need rubbers anymore.
Before taking his place behind Jay, Mateo leaned forward, letting his tongue invade Tristan’s mouth. He did the same to Jay next, and then Jay bent forward and began sucking Tristan, who was lying down.
Mateo lubed his cock, added a little on Josiah’s hole, and then pushed his way inside. He jerked back quickly before thrusting forward again, Josiah’s ring hugging him the whole time.
“Teo...more...” Josiah moaned.
Yeah, he could handle that. He made love to him and fucked him at the same time, Josiah never missing a beat as he blew Tristan. Tristan had his hand in Josiah’s hair. His eyes met Mateo’s and then he pulled his hand back, something he noticed Tristan did a lot.
“No. You have a right to touch Jay wherever you want,” he told Tristan, even though the fact that Tristan would give him that meant so much to him. Mateo had never expected to love anyone in his life, and now he loved two men. How in the fuck did this happen?
Mateo let his hand move forward. Let it tangle in Jay’s hair. Tristan’s wrapped around his.
“Both of you...you can both do whatever you want to me. Always.” There was strength behind Jay’s words, and it made his balls draw up, made pleasure shoot through Mateo as he came.
“Fuck,” Tristan groaned, and all his features tightened as he no doubt filled Jay’s mouth. Mateo wrapped a hand around Josiah’s body, only to realize his man had already been jerking himself off, sticky come on his hand and erection.
Josiah went down, head on Tristan’s stomach. Tristan held him. Nodded at Mateo to lie, too, so he did, each of them with half their body on Tristan. A tangle of bodies.
Yeah, he was so totally fuckin’ happy. He just hoped it stayed that way.
CHAPTER FOUR
Josiah
No one spoke as they lay there, a ball of sticky, sweaty bodies, and Josiah loved it. Loved the feel of Tristan beneath and Mateo beside him. Of Tristan’s arm wrapped around his back and Teo’s hand in his hair. Of seeing Tristan’s other arm, as tightly twined around Mateo as the one on himself.
His men.
“I love you.” Josiah’s fingers brushed over the hair on Tristan’s chest. He didn’t need to acknowledge to whom he spoke. They would know he meant both of them.
“Mis hombres, los amo. I love you, my men.”
“It’s sexy when he speaks Spanish.” Josiah looked at Tristan, keeping things light because he didn’t ever want Tris to feel like he pushed him.
“I can speak lawyer to you, though I’m not sure it would have the same affect.” The three of them chuckled, and then Tristan took a deep breath. Josiah waited for the words, but they didn’t come. Those words meant the world to Josiah, but it broke him apart more for Tristan because they were still so hard for him. Not that he didn’t believe him or thought Tristan didn’t try, just that he still needed to learn how to really love someone like that.
“I’m going to rent out the house.” Tristan’s words came from nowhere. Josiah froze up, but Mateo jerked out of Tristan’s hold, sitting up.
“Why the fuck would you do that?” Mateo questioned.
“Don’t make a bigger deal out of it than it is,” Tristan told him. “It’s the smart thing for us to do for a number of reasons. After everything that happened, I think it’s important to be closer to my mother. We also can’t keep playing this game where you go back and forth, living here but paying at your other place. Your PO has the ability to do random home visits, right?” Teo shifted but Tristan just kept going. “With your offense, and their caseload, it’s not likely he will, but it’s a possibility. We’ve been careless, risking you getting in trouble. You don’t want to risk them discovering you don’t live where you’re supposed to.”