Easton

“Yeah, well, it needs to be warned about. You can’t go around trusting everyone, believe me,” Liam said.

Easton stared at the other man, wondering what exactly that meant. He would find out, someway.

He wanted to know all of Liam’s secrets. Not to bring the man down, just to be there for him. Did Liam have anyone who took care of him? Who watched out for him? Easton had a feeling for a long time, Liam spent most of his life taking care of others, and even though he admired that, he wanted to be the one to take care of him, to offer some comfort back.

“Do you want to do this?” she asked.

“We won’t force you, Liam said.

“Yes, I want to do this.” He stroked Scar’s cheek and turned to look at Liam. “I don’t know what this is. I don’t get it. I’ve never been attracted to any other men in my life. I’ve always been with women.” He looked toward Scar. “I don’t want to hurt you.”

“You’re not going to. We couldn’t expect our time apart to be celibate. Not with the way we ended things.” She kissed him.

“We can all learn together,” Liam said. “I won’t push you, Easton. Whatever you want to do, it’s all on you. Not me. You’re in charge, until tomorrow, or the stroke of midnight.” Liam winked at him, and he laughed.

“Then we’re at your mercy,” Easton said.

“What would you like?” Scar asked.

“I’d like Liam to kiss me again.” He touched his lips. “I need to know something.”

Scar stepped to the side, and Liam stood in front of him.

His heart pounded, and his cock was so painfully hard. He’d never been in this position before.

“Liam’s a good kisser,” Scar said. “No one would ever be able to resist him.”

He couldn’t look away, and as Liam pressed his body against him, Easton felt the evidence of Liam’s arousal.

“You feel what you do to me? What you and Scarlett do to me?” Liam asked.

“Yes.”

“I want this, and more than that, I want you to want this,” he said.

“I do,” Easton said.

Scar took his hand; she was so close.

When Liam kissed him, Scar was there, grounding him.

Easton was terrified, aroused, curious, desperate, hungry, wanting more. So much more.

Liam slid his tongue across his lips, and Easton moaned, opening his mouth for him to plunder inside. When he did, Easton let go of Scar’s hand and cupped Liam’s face, deepening the kiss. Wanting more from him.

There was a hunger inside him that had awakened, and now he needed these two more than anything.

“We’ve got you, Easton,” Scar said. “You don’t ever have to be alone again.”

He didn’t know how long he would have these two, but he would hold them for as long as possible.

“Let’s take this to the bedroom,” he said.

“I thought you’d never ask.” Liam took the lead, picking Scar up on his way past. Easton followed behind them. His excitement grew with every single passing step. He wanted this more than anything.

His dick was so hard, and he wanted Liam as much as he did Scar. Again, where the fuck was this need coming from? No man had ever appealed to him in his life, and yet, here he was, craving Liam’s hands on his body.

They entered their room, and Liam dropped Scar on the bed. She gave a quick bounce, a laugh, and her gaze moved to his. “You want to join me?” she asked.

“No, I want Liam to undress me and you to get naked so I can watch.”

Scar knelt on the bed. The bikini didn’t exactly hide anything, but he wanted her open, exposed, and ready to take his cock when he was ready.

“Are you going to order me?” Liam asked. His brow raised, hands on his hips. He looked formidable, but Easton saw the clear outline of his dick pressed against his pants. Liam wasn’t a small man, and from the times he’d seen Liam with Scar, the man was packing some serious length.

Now, he didn’t want to just look at Liam. Easton wanted to touch.

“Undress me, Mr. Knight.”

“I like you all commanding,” Liam said, approaching him.

Easton expected him to be rough, but again, he was surprised. Liam didn’t need to be rushed to do something he wanted.

Slowly, he ran his hands up his chest, and one by one, opened up the buttons on his shirt.

He stared into Liam’s blue eyes, hypnotized by the sharpness of them as he pushed the shirt off his body.

Liam stroked his fingers down across his chest, and Scar moaned.

Staring across the room, he saw she was still in her bikini, but she was biting her lip, rubbing herself between her thighs.

“You like what you see?” Easton asked.

“Why wouldn’t I? You both are so handsome.”

“Just handsome?” Liam asked.

“You’re both so much more than that,” she said.