Page 33 of Branson's Promise

“Blue?” Noel asked, his brow raised in question.

“Yeah, Blue. Like your eyes. It’s that or Mr Moneybags.” Noel laughed before crashing his lips fiercely against Milo’s.

“You’re trouble.”

“And you’re late,” I piped in, waiting for them to pull apart so I could kiss him too. Milo slid behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist as Noel stepped in front, circling me from the other side. This was my favourite position, crushed between them.

“I’m sorry, I’ll make it up to you both later.”

“How was the trip?” I asked.

“A shitshow. This hotel is going to be the thorn in my side. I may need to go back there in a few weeks but right now, I'm just so glad to be back with you two.”

Noel brushed his lips against mine, a soft, fluttering that made my heart sing. At the same time, Milo gently grazed his teethalong the back of my neck, bringing his lips around to the pulse point and whispering, “I should bite you right here, like they do in those vampire shows you like so much. I bet you’d taste like candy.” I groaned as Noel mirrored Milo’s actions, until I had a set of lips and teeth on either side of my neck. Hot breath fanned my skin and as though they’d synchronised the idea, they both bit down on my supple flesh before sucking their marks into my skin.

Holy fucking shit, it was like my secret fantasies were being played out in our living room as the two of them refused to let up, biting and sucking like they really were the vampires I adored so much. My cock throbbed and my heart beat rapidly against my ribs, and I purred like the kitten Noel claimed me to be. A preening, rumbling vibration that rose from deep in my soul.

Noel was the first to pull away, licking over the now tender spot on my neck. His lips were wet and swollen, and his ocean blues were topped by heavy lids. He adjusted himself in his suit pants as Milo pulled back. My knees turned to jelly, and I was so pent up, a strong breeze would be a danger to my aching cock.

“Before we get carried away,” Noel started, his voice deep and husky, “it’s date night and I have a surprise for you both.”

Rubbing a hand over the slight sting in my neck, I took in the white polo and dark black jeans I was wearing, then back at the suit Noel had on. “Should we get changed into something smarter?”

He moved his eyes from me to Milo before answering, “You both look stunning just as you are. There is no dress code for where we are going. Just grab a jumper and you are good to go.”

“Well, colour me intrigued,” Milo said, sauntering over to grab his New York Yankees hoodie off the back of the sofa. He threw me my favourite purple jumper that had been strewn next to his and I shrugged it on.

“Right, let’s do this and afterwards, we can finish what we started, my bloodsucking boyfriends.”

Chapter 17

Milo

Every part of me knew that when Noel planned a date, it was going to be extravagant. He just couldn’t help himself. So even though I knew this date would be something spectacular, I had no idea what the reality of it would be. Knowing he meant well didn't stop me from rolling my eyes at him when we stepped onto the rooftop of his hotel.

“A helicopter? We’re going on a helicopter?” Branson shouted over the whirl of the propellers of the large black flying bird in front of us. We were standing on the rooftop of Bennett Properties flagship hotel, The Starlight.

“Milo said these dates were a way for us to show each other our favourite parts of the city. Well, this,” Noel gestured to the chopper, “is how I see my favourite parts.” His smile was so wide, showing off his perfectly straight teeth and I could see the excitement in his eyes. This wasn’t about the money or showing off, this was about him sharing a part of himself with us.

“I love it,” I said, taking his hand in one of mine and Branson’s in the other. “I’ve never been in one before and I’ve never seen this city from the sky.” Branson’s hand tightened in mine and I turned to find him staring wide eyed, his face paling as he considered our date for the night.

“Oh shit, I fucked up. I didn’t think to ask if you were scared of flying. Either of you,” Noel said, dropping my hand and turning so he was standing in front of us both. Taking Branson’s face in his hands, he spoke softly but loud enough to hear over the hum of the blades. “We can do something else, I’m sorry, kitten.”

Branson, resolve settling in his features, shook his head and straightened his shoulders. “No, no, I’m fine. This is a great idea. In fact, it is on one of my lists. I’m just a little nervous about the flying part.”

Ah yes, one of Branson's many lists. There were far more of them than I'd anticipated. My personal favourite being ‘places to give my boyfriends blowjobs.’ We'd been working steadily through that one.

“We’ll hold your hands the whole time,” I said, squeezing his hand, which was still planted in mine.

An older gentleman dressed in all black with a headset on, climbed from the helicopter and headed towards Noel. “We’re all set, Mr Bennett. You and your guests are welcome to climb on now.”

Noel patted the man on the shoulder with one hand and shook his hand with the other. “Thank you, Charles.” He turned to face us. “Come on my beautiful creatures, it’s time to fly.”

“No fucking way. No. Fucking. Way.” Branson, who had been afraid for all of five minutes during take off, had his face glued to the window like a kid in a candy store. His excitement was palpable as we flew over the Statue of Liberty and Noel watched him with bright eyes and a vibrant smile.

“You did good,” I said into the headset I was wearing and he responded with a small nod. I was sitting between them on the plush leather seat and turned to face Noel when he started speaking.

“When I first moved to New York, I found it really lonely. It’s a big city, much like London, but at least back home I knew people and had people I could call friends. My father was getting older, and I was training to take over and had been needed here, so I came. Because that’s what Bennetts do. But it never felt like home.” Noel spoke as we headed over the Empire State Building, the lights of the city sparkling like stars fallen to earth.

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