Page 232 of Pucking Around

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Caleb smirks, tucking both his hands behind his head, saying nothing.

“Cay,” I sigh with a shake of my head.

“You mother fucker,” Jake growls, slipping off the bottom of the bed. At some point he ditched the butt plug. He marches naked around the bed, his half-hard cock flopping in the breeze as he climbs on Caleb’s side of the bed and straddles him, pinning him down.

I rush to scoot out of their way as Caleb laughs, curling forward like he’s ready to wrestle. But Jake is bigger and stronger. He’s at his peak NHL fitness level. He pins Caleb down at the elbows, holding him with his hips as he glares down at him. “Say it.”

Caleb laughs again. “A confession under duress is inadmissible—”

“Say it before I take mine back—”

Caleb rocks his hips against Jake and Jake gasps into silence. He does it again and Jake’s eyes flash from anger to lust, back to anger.

“Don’t you fucking dare,” Jake growls.

But Caleb does it again, shifting his hips until his hard cock is brushing up against Jake’s.

Heart in my throat, I watch as Jake groans, eyes shutting tight.

“Oh god,” he mutters. Distracted, he lets Caleb slip his hold.

Caleb drops a hand between them, wrapping their cocks together in his fist. “Hurricane, get me the lube.”

I roll to my knees, searching the bed for the bottle. Flipping open the cap, I drizzle the lube over Caleb’s fist. He strokes them together and they both shiver, groaning with need.

“Kiss me.” Caleb’s thumb sweeps over the tip of Jake’s cock.

“Say it,” Jake counters.

“Kiss me like I’m the last man you’ll ever fucking kiss,” Caleb orders. “Because I am. You’re mine, Jake Compton. Have been mine. Will be mine.” With each confession, he works them together with a tight stroke of his fist.

Jake’s eyes shut tight. “Please just fucking say it,” he whimpers, lowering his face until his breath is fanning over Caleb’s parted lips. “Baby, please—”

“I love you,” Caleb says. “Jake, I love you. I’m in love with you. I am so fucking in love with you. Do anything, be anything, only love me too.”

Jake goes still, gazing down at him. Slowly he nods. Then they’re kissing, pouring out their desperate need for one another as they grind their hips together.

My heart overflows for them, watching them finally smash their walls to dust. I intend to love them and make them each so happy, but their truest happiness will come from sharing this love with each other too.

Slipping off the end of the bed, I pad across the room towards the bathroom. The feel of their sticky release rests warm between my thighs. As I reach for the door, Ilmari pulls it open. His eyes go wide as he takes in the scene over my shoulder. I glance back too, just in time to see Caleb flip Jake down to the mattress. Their kisses are ravenous as Caleb wraps a hand under Jake’s thigh and spreads him wide.

“Oh fuck—ohfuck—fucking do it,” Jake cries out.

Caleb presses in and Jake arches off the bed on a shout.

I gasp as a sharp tug jerks me backwards into the bathroom. The door snaps shut and Ilmari picks me up, plopping me on the sink. I hiss, the sting of the cold counter a shock to my bare ass cheeks.

“Let’s leave them to their moment, Rakas,” he murmurs, stepping between my spread legs. His hands gently brush my hair back from my face. “You are pleased for them?”

I nod, tears stinging my eyes. “So pleased. They’re in love.”

“And do you doubt their love for you?”

“No,” I say on a breath. “Of course not. Do you doubt my love foryouwhen you see me loving them?”

“No,” he replies, his thumb brushing over my lips. “Your love is boundless, Rakas. I am learning from you what it means to love. And from them,” he adds without a hint of shame. “I’ve never belonged anywhere—”

“You belonghere,” I say fiercely, cupping his bearded cheeks. “You belong with me. Withus. Never doubt that. I know I was upset earlier. Hiding is my default. I hide when things get hard. But I’m learning about love from you too. You and Cay and Jake. The way you all love me…I don’t want to hide anymore. I want to stand. I want to fight. Every night you put on your gear, and you fight. You take every hit, block every shot.”