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“In separate rooms?” David pouts.
“Not unless you want to sleep alone.”
David reaches out to draw Connor into our embrace. “Nope,” David says. “I want to be the filling in a Connor and Trajan sandwich.”
My own cock starts to swell. “That can be arranged, too.”
“Will you be bummed if I keep working with Connor?” David rubs up against my now-soggy jeans.
Connor still looks guarded. “What are you thinking, David?”
He slides around me, settling with my arm around his shoulders. “You need a partner, and when people weren’t dying, helping you was kinda fun.”
“Yeah, all right,” Connor says. “But most of the time, all we have is scut work like chasing revenants off a rich guy’s lawn.”
“As long as you spring for a decent ride, I’m good with that.”
Humor glints from Connor’s eyes. “I told you. I want a Mini Cooper.”
David groans and I pull him closer. “What if the LAPD calls, Connor? I mean, they need another supernatural liaison.”
David reaches for Connor’s hands, and the three of us move toward the glass doors. Connor doesn’t answer my question. He just shakes his head and laughs.
It’s close enough to dawn that I drag them both into my windowless room. I turn on a small lamp that throws an amber wash over the space. David’s already stroking himself, and Connor’s got both hands on the hem of my shirt. He strips it off over my head, and I return the favor. In short order, the three of us are down to our skin; David glowing golden in the semi-darkness, and Connor shining copper and cream.
David pulls Connor in for a long kiss, and there’s nothing more erotic than watching the two of them together. I take my own cock in hand, waiting my turn, and in a moment, David reels me in, his lips swollen and his pupils blown.
“I don’t deserve the two of you,” Connor murmurs, and I break off kissing David to respond.
“Of course you do. There’s a reason I call youamore mio.” I tug David close, relaxing against his warm body.
“We belong to each other, and we belong together,” David says, pulling Connor closer, then sliding to his knees. “I truly believe that.” He rests his cheek against my thigh. “If any of us is undeserving, it’s me. I mean, you two have history and—”
Connor and I both shout him down. “The only history I care about is what happens between the three of us,” I say.
“Agreed.” Connor gasps when David takes hold of his dick.
“Good,” David says. “I’ve got you.” He gives my cock a long lick. “And I’ve got you.” He does the same for Connor. “And that’s more than I ever knew I wanted.”
I pull Connor in for a kiss and David takes turns, sucking on each of us. We’ve still got things to sort out, but this, right now, is very, very good.
