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“Bite his lower lip.” He whispered the words into Jamie’s ear, knowing that was one of his lover’s hot spots.
Jamie moaned, then nibbled on Silas’s ear, making him moan.
“His lower lip, boy, bite his lower lip.”
“Sorry. Sorry, I can do that.” Jamie nipped that sweet bottom lip and Silas cried out.
He squeezed Silas’s cock, hard.
Silas came, his entire body jerking hard.
Bran moaned. His lover was breathtaking in pleasure. Well, Silas looked amazing all the time, but right now, he was especially gorgeous.
“So fine…” Jamie moaned. “You’re lovely.”
“You both are. I am a lucky, lucky man.” Bran kissed the back of Jamie’s neck and moved his hand to the base of his own cock, holding the condom in place as he carefully eased out of Jamie’s body.
Jamie groaned, finally coming to rest on Silas.
Bran placed a last kiss on Jamie’s neck, stroked Silas’s side, then he got up to get a warm cloth and get everyone cleaned up. Maybe a bit of cream for Jamie’s hole—just to make sure he didn’t chafe.
When he got back from the bathroom, his lovers were both asleep. He stood there for a long moment, taking a mental picture of this. Then he set to taking care of Silas and Jamie both.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Jamie spent two weeks working, writing, and being steadily seduced by Silas and Bran.
They were relentless, and it felt good to be cared for. Wanted.
It felt good to be their focus, maybe a little dangerous, too.
They hadn’t brought up his past at all. Once he’d told them, they’d just let it drop, like the fact that he’d been famous wasn’t important. Wasn’t why they wanted him.
And it wasn’t a turn off either. It was just a win-win.
The front door of Silas and Bran’s house opened and closed again, a cheery whistle sounding, heading in the direction of the kitchen. That sounded like Silas.
He still felt a bit like an intruder here, but he had moved almost all his things into the little room. It was still bigger than his closet at the house.
“Jamie? Bran? Anyone home?” Silas called out.
“I’m here,” he called out. “At my—the—desk.”
Silas appeared in the doorway. “You were right the first time, boy. It’s your desk. Are you in a place to take a break long enough to give me a kiss?”
“I am. I was just checking emails.” He’d worked his shift, come back, showered, even napped for half an hour.
“Yay.” Silas gave him a grin, but he could see in Silas’s eyes that he was happy to be able to be here with him. Silas wrapped those strong arms around him and brought their mouths together.
He sighed and opened up, both of them making a sweet sound.
“I do love coming home to you,” Silas murmured as their lips parted.
“It’s amazing to be here.” Even though he was still worried that he was taking advantage.
“Bran and I are very glad you think so.” Silas kissed the tip of his nose. “You wanna help me get dinner ready?”
“I’d love to.” It was better than trying to get words that didn’t want to come.
