Their Boy (The Game 2)

Information overload. Joy flooded me first and foremost, because they were spending the night. I mean, they had to. At the very least, they were returning tomorrow, and that made me so, so, so happy. I slipped down from the counter with a grin.

I made him hard.

“By the way,” Colt said, clearing his throat. “Protection. Luke and I are clean, so it’s up to you. We haven’t had sex with anyone but each other in over a year.”

“I…I’m virgin-clean at this rate,” I confessed.

“Fantastic. Any allergies?” he asked.

How could he flip it to casual so quickly?

I shook my head. “No, Sir. But I’m not super fond of seafood and fish on pizza.”

Anchovies, yuck.

“Good to know.”

Giddy and horny, I darted out of the kitchen and into the living room.Six“Hi.” I almost jumped onto the couch, and I found my place next to Lucas. “Colt said you’re gonna be here tomorrow too.” I smiled widely.

He mirrored my expression. “Something good must’ve happened in the kitchen. I didn’t think you could get any sweeter.”

My excitement was nearly out of control, so I could only lower my gaze to make it less visible. “Yes, Sir. He, um, kissed me. And we talked a little about play rules and safety. That we’re all clean and stuff.”

“Wonderful.” Lucas wrapped his fingers around my wrist. “Come here, please.”

I looked to him quizzically and let him guide me until I realized he wanted me on his lap. Fuck, here we go again. I wasn’t going to be able to hide my hard-on if this continued. I exhaled unsteadily and straddled Lucas’s thighs, to which he hummed with approval.

“Is this okay?” he asked gently.

I nodded quickly. “Very, Sir.” But about that… I cocked my head, curious. “You’re both Daddy Doms. How do you work out the titles in a relationship with a sub? If you don’t mind my asking, of course.”

“You can ask whatever you want, dear,” he reassured me. “Neither Colt nor I are strict on titles. We enjoy Sir, we identify as Daddy, but if we’re in the same room and you wish to address one of us, you can mix it up with our names.” He started rubbing my thighs slowly. “A title or name carries as much significance as you give it. That said, we do take the responsibility of being Daddy Doms seriously, so we prefer to wait with that title until a relationship is more established.”

I nodded, processing. It made sense to me.

“What did you enjoy most in the kitchen?” Lucas wondered. “There was a skip in your step. And I know he’s an intoxicating kisser, but…” He smirked slyly.

I laughed lightly and pinched my lips together. I could still taste Colt—and the candy he’d eaten earlier. “It made me happy to know there’s a tomorrow with you,” I admitted. “I like knowing. If I have to wonder a bunch, I get anxious.”

“I’m glad you told me that,” he murmured. “Making you anxious is the last thing we want.” He was great at making me hornier, though. His hands were traveling higher up in the most unhurried way, and I was doing my best not to squirm. “In the interest of being as transparent as possible…Colt and I hope to build something with you. We’re in no rush to set things in stone, but it’s not every day we stumble upon a boy we both want to play with. We’re actually very picky, even with the most temporary of play partners.”

Could this day get any better? I was not going to get teary-eyed. Holy smokes, though, what he said went straight to my chest. I couldn’t believe it. And I refused to get pessimistic and say I was going to change their minds sooner or later, but I did wonder why. Why me? They hadn’t seen much yet. Lucas less so than Colt.

“May I ask what it is about me?” I had to be honest in the end. “I mean, we haven’t spent much time together, and if you’re picky…” I trailed off when Lucas chuckled.

“It’s a chemistry thing,” he said with a smile. “The second you sat down across from me at the munch, there was something. The way you spoke, how you carried yourself. You’re timid, yet hungry for something. You were so eager to lend a helping hand to two strangers, and that matters.” He leaned forward and cupped my cheek. “You’re also incredibly gorgeous. Just those blue-green eyes are enough to make Doms line up, I bet.” He truly didn’t know me, not that I would tell him that. “I’ve been watching you a while now. Paying attention. Wondering…” I couldn’t form a freaking word. “You have the cutest freckles.”

“Just—just in the summer.” I fumbled with my words. “Thank you, Sir—for saying such nice things.”

He grinned and inched even closer. Our noses almost touched, and it caused my heart to race once again. “You haven’t stopped blushing since we arrived, little one.”