Cole's Mistake (Haven, Texas 8)

They both made noises filled with hunger and longing. He had to reach down to adjust himself. For now, he was directing things. Soon, though, he planned on having them take care of him.

Cole lay on his back while Keira lay alongside him, leaning over his stomach. She took the head of his cock into her mouth. Fuck. That was making him even hotter. Shit.

“That’s a good girl. Suck on him until he’s nice and hard.”

“Shit. Already hard, man,” Cole told him.

“Well, get used to it, you’re going to be that way for a while.”

Cole groaned. Keira took more of him into her mouth, wrapping her hand around the base. She rubbed her hand up and down his shaft. Cole’s breathing grew faster as she licked across the head.

“No coming without permission,” he ordered. “For either of you.”

Cole glared up at him and he gave him a firm stare back. Cole nodded, closing his eyes. Julian knelt down by his head and leaned over him.

“Open your eyes,” he ordered him.

Cole stared up at him through those smoky gray eyes. Julian studied him. Watched him.

“There is no one else but us.”

“Never,” Cole swore. “The two of you are everything.”

“Still don’t know if I can trust you. But fuck I want to.” It was a huge admission for him and before he could say anything else, before he could fucking beg Cole to stay with them forever, he leaned in and kissed him. His kiss was hard. Possessive. Almost angry.

He wanted to claim him. To tell everyone, including Cole, who he belonged to.

He drew his mouth away. Cole’s breaths continued to come hard as he stared up at him. Cole had his hand wrapped around the nape of Julian’s neck.

“Put your hands behind your head,” Julian directed.

Cole grimaced but moved his hands. Julian kissed his way down the other man’s neck to where it met his shoulder. He bit down. Hard.

Claim.

He licked at the wound lightly, sweetly, soothing it.

Possess.

He kissed further down his chest to his nipple, lapping at it the tight bud.

“Fuck. Shit,” C

ole muttered.

“Uh-uh, no swearing in front of Keira. Wasn’t that your rule for me?”

“Yeah, but I didn’t torture you like this,” Cole groaned.

“I don’t know, I seem to recall a bit of torturing.” Julian sat up at a noise, taking a look around their surroundings. Fuck! They shouldn’t be doing this out in the open!

“Julian?” Cole asked.

Julian turned his gaze to Cole. Then to Keira who’d paused. How could he have forgotten about protecting her? What if someone had snuck up on them?

Idiot. If she gets hurt, it will be your fault.

“Get dressed. We’re leaving.”