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Sam’s smile widened. “Will you just kiss me please?”

Chapter Fifteen: Sam

Calum’s lips pressed to mine, the butterflies in my stomach erupting the moment our lips touched. Electricity flowed through my body, lighting up every nerve I had. I only pulled away from him at last to tilt my head back and kiss Erick too. And the reaction was identical. My body lit up like a Christmas tree before the feeling pooled in my groin where my cock fought against my jeans.

Mate.

The word echoed inside my skull, each time either of them touched me. And it only got stronger as Erick’s lips danced over my neck. Calum leaned forward against my knees, his hand on my waist and the feeling got stronger again. Each time they touched me, the feedback got louder and louder inside my head. Before long, I could hear almost nothing except the call of the mate bond between the three of us. It was overwhelming to say the very least.

“What would you like us to do?” Erick asked, his lips against my earlobe.

Calum looked up at me, those blue eyes shimmering. “Tell us what would feel good to you.”

“I… I don’t know.” The truth was I could hardly think. And at the same time, I was embarrassed. I’d neveraskedfor what I wanted before. “I don’t want to go all the way.”

Calum lifted a playful eyebrow. “Just mouth stuff then?”

I couldn’t help a grin. “I think I’m okay with that.”

“Do you want us to go slow or fast?” Erick asked, rubbing my shoulders.

I leaned into his touch, letting out a soft moan. It had been a long time since someone had given me a back rub. “Slow please. I want to enjoy this.”

“How about you let us take care of you this time,” Erick suggested, squeezing and releasing his fingers. “And once we’re done, if you don’t feel like reciprocating, that’s alright.”

“I’m okay with that too,” Calum added. “I just want to make you feel good.”

The idea of being taken care of without any reciprocation felt oddly refreshing to me. All those memories from years ago seemed to fade away in an instant. I’d always been the pleaser in those situations, the one that got used by other men. But this time there was not one, buttwobeautiful men that wanted to take care of all my needs without regard to their own. That kind of selfless act not only put me at ease and took the pressure off, but it made me feel like a prince. And that was a feeling, I realized, that I could get used to.

“Okay,” I nodded, kissing each of them in turn. “Where do you want me?”

Erick grabbed my hand, pulling me out of the chair. “Why don’t you come over to the bed.”

I followed him, sitting down on the edge. But when I turned back, I realized Calum never got off the floor. Instead, he came over to me on all fours, his head level with my bulging jeans as he placed his hands on my knees. Pushing them softly apart, he placed himself between my legs and slipped his fingers under my shirt, the touch of his skin making me gasp.

“Can I take this off?” he asked gently.

I nodded, biting my lower lip. With a smile, he lifted the shirt up and over my head before tossing it to the floor. He placed his hands back on my waist, his warm fingers digging into my flesh. He leaned forward, kissing me once more. His tongue slipped between my teeth, and I opened up to him hungrily. At the same time, Erick had crawled up on the bed behind me and was once again rubbing my shoulders. He leaned down close to my ear, his lips dancing over my skin.

“Where do you want me to touch you?” he whispered.

I didn’t stop kissing Calum to answer. Instead, I reached back, grabbing the back of Erick’s neck and pulling him down against my own. He turned his head naturally, nibbling the spot just below my ear. I moaned into Calum’s mouth in approval.

“Understood,” he grinned against my skin. “Are nipples fun for you?”

“Mhmm,” I replied, nodding vigorously.

He laughed but kept right on kissing.

I allowed myself to slowly get lost in all the sensations happening across my body. Calum’s tongue against mine and his wandering fingers lit me up, my cock straining against my jeans. Erick’s soft bites down my neck and shoulder sent a tingle down my spine that made my skin break out in goosebumps. All of it felt so good and I was quickly losing all the concentration I had left. My own hands wandered over Calum’s back or reached up to run my fingers through Erick’s hair.

However, there came a moment where I could wait no longer. I grabbed a fistful of Calum’s hair and pulled him back, staring into those surprised blue eyes of his.

“I need your mouth,” I said, glancing down at the bulge in my jeans. “Now.”

What tension he had faded in an instant. The directness of my request turned him into putty in my hands. Without hesitation, he reached down to my belt and pulled the buckle free. And this time I didn’t panic. In fact, I mostly felt a sense of relief as he popped the button and pulled the zipper down. The pressure inside that denim prison was getting intense.

“Just a second,” Calum said, adjusting his focus.

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