Page 12 of Give Me Three

“Fine,” I groaned, stepping back and opening the door wider to let them in. Zeppelin stepped in after Eros, both of them taking in my home. It was very simple and minimalist. I was a single man, so I only needed the bare minimum. Didn’t even have kids living with me anymore. All their stuff was gone and in their own apartment.

“Oh, there’s the sweet baby,” Eros cooed, crouching to pick up Ash, who had wandered over to see what was going on. “Hi, sweet girl.”

Zeppelin scratched around her ears with one finger for a moment, a small smile playing on his lips. Then, he dropped his hand, looking at me expectantly. “Where are we eating?”

I heaved a tired breath before silently leading them to the back porch. “Out here,” I said, opening the door to the patio. “I’m going to wash up and grab plates and eating utensils.”

“Sure thing,” Zeppelin said, his back to me as he began pulling the food out of the bags. I stood there for a moment, watching Eros cuddle Ash and Zeppelin pull the containers out before I shook my head the tiniest bit and headed inside. I scrubbed my hands clean before grabbing three plates, spoons, knives, and forks, and then, I grabbed three beers.

I knew I was going to need one to get through… whatever this was.

When I stepped outside, Ash was in the grass rolling around. Eros and Zeppelin had just stepped out in front of me and were pulling out the patio chairs from beneath the table. “Where did you two go?” I asked, looking between the two of them suspiciously.

“To wash our hands,” Eros told me, an understanding smile tilting his lips. “Your bathroom wasn’t hard to find.”

I frowned but stayed silent, setting everything on the table. Zeppelin and Eros took their seats, and I took mine, opening the container beside me. Steak, asparagus, and mashed potatoes smothered in brown gravy stared back at me. My mouth salivated. Damn, it looked good. Definitely better than anything I’d eaten in the past couple of weeks.

“Thanks,” I gruffly told them, putting everything on my plate. I couldn’t stand eating out of a Styrofoam container,especiallyif steak was involved. It was just a recipe for disaster.

“All good,” Zeppelin told me, already digging into his food. We ate in silence, allowing nature to surround us. I was too hungry to talk, and Ash was plenty of entertainment all on her own as she tried to attack bugs and chase birds through the backyard.

When I was finished eating, I swallowed a healthy swig of beer before setting it down and leaning back, eyeing the two gorgeous men in front of me. “So, care to enlighten me about what the hell is truly happening here?” I asked, done playing their games.

Zeppelin leaned back in his chair as well and licked his lips, looking like the perfect picture of a man at ease. Eros set his fork down and wiped his mouth with a napkin before looking at me too with something akin to yearning in his eyes.

A tingle rushed through my body from head to toe, and I shivered.

“We want you,” Eros told me. I hated the flush that stole over my cheeks. “We want you badly enough to do shit like this just to have you. I’ve made it clear to Zeppelin from the moment we decided we were forever that I would want a third in our relationship eventually, but it’s been… tough,” he finally settled on, “to find someone that Zeppelin wanted as well for more than a night.”

“And you just decided on me right when you saw me?” I asked, disbelief coloring my tone.

Zeppelin shrugged, crossing his arms over his chest. “Sure. Why not? Everything about you draws me in, Jaxon, and the more you fight us, the more I want to pursue you.”

“And if I give in? Then what?” I demanded. “You going to get your fill and run off?”

He scoffed, but it was Eros who said, “Actually, no. He’ll latch on so hard, you can’t escape. Happened to me.” Eros shrugged before giving me a pleading look. “Just give us a chance, Jaxon.”

I closed my eyes and drew in a deep breath. Reopening them, I slowly blew out that same breath. “I think both of you are forgetting the part where I’mnotgay.”

Zeppelin stood up and rounded the table. I didn’t even have time to move out of his way before he was looming over me with one hand braced on the arm of my chair. He slid his other hand into my hair and gripped my strands, yanking my head back so I was forced to look up at him.

My dick hardened so fucking fast, it robbed me of my breath.

“See, you’re wrong,” he rumbled. “Men don’t get hard like this for other men if they’re one hundred percent straight, baby.” He palmed my cock through my sweats, and I moaned, my eyes sliding shut. My legs parted of their own accord, and he groaned appreciatively. My breath hitched in my throat when his lips brushed mine in a barely-there kiss. “I can take care of that for you. Show you how fucking good it can be with us. Because—fuckinghell, baby—we want you.Bad.”

I shivered at the low, hoarse note to his voice and the way his words slid over my skin like silk. When my lips parted, he pressed his mouth to mine in a harder kiss. I groaned when his fingers slid beneath the waistband of my pants and wrapped around my aching erection.

“Fuck, you’re big,” he growled, using my precum to slick me up a little. It wasn’t much, but it was enough to ease the catch and glide of his rough palm over my sensitive skin.

He released my mouth, only to grip my chin and turn my head to let Eros claim my lips. Eros’s kiss was a bit softer than Zeppelin’s, but it was just as passionate. Just as demanding.

Lust clouded my brain as I lost myself to the pleasure of Zeppelin’s hand and the erotic, tongue-tangling kiss I was sharing was Eros. My hips rose off the chair, thrusting into Zeppelin’s fist, my orgasm barreling through me at the speed of light.

With a long moan, I fell apart at the seams, coming in my pants and in Zeppelin’s fist.

Zeppelin nosed along my jaw as Eros slowed our kiss, turning it tender and sweet in a way that had my heart clenching painfully in my chest.

“See how good it can be, Jax baby?” Zeppelin breathed in my ear before sucking lightly on the lobe. I shuddered.

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