Vengeance (The Protectors 5)

“Turn over, Tristan,” I said to him and he did as I asked, falling onto his back on the bed. I could see that Brennan hadn’t come with Tristan, but his hand was covered in cum so I knew he’d helped Tristan get off as I’d rimmed him. I lay down on top of Tristan and kissed him slow and deep. He kissed me back and I reveled in the feel of his hands skimming over my back. “Wrap your legs around me.”

Tristan did as I asked without hesitation and when I put my hands beneath him and lifted him, he locked his legs around me and rested his head against my neck. I walked him to the bathroom and pressed him against the outside of the shower wall and made out with him while Brennan got the shower going and then we got cleaned up for the second time. Once we had Tristan back in bed, we put him between us and just explored his body. I half expected him to fall asleep from the multiple orgasms he’d already had in the space of an hour, but he clearly wasn’t done because his body began to respond to our light touches and gentle kisses.

“Do you want more, baby?” Brennan asked as he turned Tristan onto his back and slid his hand down to Tristan’s hardening shaft.

Tristan nodded, his eyes clouded over with a combination of lust and pleasure. “Do you want to feel Memphis inside of you?”

Another nod from Tristan, but my eyes were on Brennan. His gaze met mine and he smiled slightly before dropping his eyes down again. “He was my first too,” Brennan murmured and then he lay down next to Tristan and kissed him. “I want you to feel what he made me feel that first time…every time.”

I couldn’t resist leaning across Tristan and kissing Brennan. My heart soared as, once again, he told me he loved me and then I turned my attention on Tristan and kissed him deeply. He kissed me back with fervor and as I lay down on top of him, I could feel his body thrumming with excitement. I kept up the kisses even as I heard foil tearing and the distinctive snick of the lube being opened. I lifted off of Tristan and took the condom Brennan was offering me, but when he tried to hand me the lube, I said, “Get our boy ready for us.”

Lust darkened Brennan’s eyes to an impossible shade of green and then he switched places with me so he was kneeling between Tristan’s spread legs. I lay down next to Tristan and used my arm to pull Tristan’s leg up and towards me, exposing him to Brennan. I could tell Tristan’s nerves had returned because his hands were clenched into fists and his body was tight with tension. His erection had also begun to soften.

I kissed him to get his attention and then I said, “As excited as I am to get inside of you, I can’t wait to see you and him together,” I said as I motioned to Brennan with a tilt of my head. “When that does happen, I want you to hold on to his ass like you were earlier when’s he’s driving into you, okay?”

The visual image I’d planted seemed to help distract him because Tristan sucked in a breath and then nodded.

“Did you like how he felt beneath your hands? Did you wonder how tight he’d feel around your cock?”

“Yes,” Tristan breathed. I let my hand trail down to Tristan’s dick and stroked over it gently.

“He’s so hot and tight, Tristan. He’ll feel like he was made just for you.” I stole another kiss from him and added, “And me.”

Tristan’s eyes went wide and he nodded. His cock twitched in my hand as it began to respond and I glanced down to see that Brennan was ready. I saw the moment Tristan felt the cold lube against his hole because he jumped.

“Just bear down, baby,” I said against his mouth and I held it there. Tristan squeezed his eyes closed a moment later and I glanced down to see Brennan pushing his finger into Tristan’s body. My eyes connected with Brennan’s and he nodded. I could tell he was nervous about making this good for Tristan and I wanted to kiss him and tell him everything he was doing was perfect. But I needed to keep my attention on Tristan who was sucking in air like a dying man.

“It’ll feel good in a minute, okay?” I offered and Tristan nodded shakily. His eyes opened and met mine.

“I needed it like this,” he whispered. “Both of you like this. I love you so much, Memphis. I love you both so much.”

Pressure bloomed in my chest at his words and along with the pleasure they brought me, the fear was just as powerful. I wanted to believe him so fucking bad, but my mind kept telling me I’d heard the words before and they’d meant shit.