Page 69 of His Boys to Protect

“Hey, Charlie,” Skylar murmured. “You don't have to stop. It's okay. Really.” He paused, running his fingers through Charlie's hair. “I'm gonna go downstairs so you guys can be alone.”

“Hhnn!” Charlie let go of Ward with one arm and desperately reached for Skylar. It wasn't that he was afraid to be alone with Ward. If anything, it was the opposite. He loved being alone with Ward. But that was only when his Sky couldn't be present for some reason. Now, Skylar was with them. Charlieneededhis Sky to be there. And Ward. Something about the three of them just felt right, even if Charlie couldn't explain why.

But that didn't stop him from feeling guilty for wanting both men.

Charlie glanced up and saw Ward and Skylar looking at one another. The two were having some kind of silent conversation.Charlie had seen his parents do the same thing, though he'd never understood how it worked. Then again, he and his Sky simply knew things sometimes, without either of them having to speak or sign to the other. Maybe that was the same thing happening now.

It dragged on and on and on. What were they thinking? What were they telling one another?

Ward gave Skylar a nod, then slid his hand slowly down Charlie's back. He pulled Charlie closer, paused for a moment, then slid his hand farther down, cupping Charlie's buttock and holding him tight against his leg. “Don't stop,” Ward murmured.

Charlie hid his face again, but when Ward gave him a firm, gentle tug, Charlie couldn't resist. He rocked his hips, rubbing himself on Ward.

“That feel good?” Skylar murmured.

Charlie went still, feeling guilty, but when he looked at his Sky, he didn't see any kind of upset on Skylar's face. If anything, Charlie got the feeling that his Sky liked what he saw.

Skylar gave him a soft kiss, just a quick peck on the lips, then grabbed Charlie's hand. Charlie watched as Skylar guided it to Ward's groin.

He should have pulled his hand away. There was plenty of time to do so, moving as slowly as Skylar was. But Charlie didn't want to pull away. He wanted to touch Ward. And to have Ward touch him. And it looked like Skylar wanted that, too, for some strange reason.

Skylar pressed Charlie's palm against the bulge in Ward's jeans. Charlie moaned. He'd never touched another man's penis before. Granted, this was through Ward's clothes, but it amounted to the same thing. Skylar even pressed his own hand against the back of Charlie's and laced their fingers together so they were both gripping Ward at the same time.Oh fuck. Somehow, that was even better.

Ward muttered a curse, then whispered their names.

Charlie whined, rocking his hips faster. He needed more. Needed skin. But when he thought about the three of them getting naked—despite all his unexpected fantasies over the past few months—he couldn't figure out what to do next. Three people didn't fit his experience with sex.

He whined and ducked his head again.

“Hey, Charlie,” Ward murmured. “If you want this to stop–”

Charlie shook his head, then whined again as he looked from Ward to Skylar and back.

“He doesn't have a context for this,” Skylar said, glancing at Charlie as he spoke to Ward. “Sex has always been just the two of us. Missionary. He's trying to figure out how this would work.”

“Ah.” Ward ran a hand through Charlie's hair, then drew it down Charlie's back until he gripped him by the buttocks again. “Charlie? What do you want, sweet boy? We can do whatever you're comfortable with.” He glanced at Skylar. “We can take turns inside Sky. Or just touch each other.” He paused. “You can be inside your Sky while I'm inside you.”

Skylar shuddered and moaned. “Jiminy Christmas on a lily pad,” he bit off.

Charlie's brain came to a full stop. Being inside his Sky while Ward was inside him?Holy shit. Charlie wasn't even sure how to process that idea!

He'd seen things like that in pornographic films, of course. Like any hormonal youth, he'd found his way to pictures and videos on the internet, so he'd been able to see all kinds of things that went beyond his personal experience. But the thought of doing some of those things for real?

It was too much. Too loud.

Too tempting.

Ward looked at Skylar again. “We could be inside Sky together.”

“Jumping jellyfish on a pogo stick,” Skylar blurted out. “Yes, that. Criminy, that sounds hot.”

Charlie couldn't help the moan that escaped him, hearing the heat and need in his Sky's voice. Still, he tilted his head, trying to accept how that would even work.

Ward crouched down slightly, putting them at eye level. “Charlie?” He moved in closer, then paused there, glancing at Skylar, who gave him a nod. “May I kiss you?”

Charlie looked at his Sky. The only person he'd ever kissed. His Sky smiled at him. Nodded. “It's okay, Charlie,” Skylar murmured. “It's okay. I want you to kiss him.”

Oh fuck. Charlie's resistance shattered. He looked at Ward, then surged up and closed the distance between them.

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