Jaxon groaned. “Fucking yes,” he croaked. “But if I don’t sit down, my legs are going to fucking give out.”
I snickered and eased out of Eros before we held him up while I untied his wrists, pressing kisses to them and massaging blood back into his wrists. Eros led him over to the couch while I got a warm cloth to clean us all up. Once we were clean enough, I pulled both of my men into my arms, kissing them both long and slow.
Eros had wanted a third in our marriage, and I’d been ready to give him whatever he wanted to keep him happy. But I hadn’t expected to fall for Jaxon as hard as I fucking did.
This man wasours. And we would forever be his safe place to land, the two people in the world he didn’t have to be an alpha with. Eros and I would take care of him for the rest of our lives.
“I love you,” I whispered as Jaxon’s breath evened out.
Eros looked up at me. I smiled at him. “That goes for you, too, baby.”
He hummed, snuggling into Jaxon’s hairy chest. “Yeah, I know,” he whispered, his voice thick with sleep. “I love you more than life itself, Zep.”
Reaching out, I ran my hand over his blonde hair, my chest tight and my heart so damn full, it hurt. But it was the kind of hurt I wanted to experience for the rest of my life.