Page 25 of Jamie
His eyes closed, lowering without his permission.
Silas’s sigh blew air across his lips, then the kiss deepened again, Silas brushing his tongue along James’s lips. All he could do was open up, ask for more.
Moaning, Silas gave it to him, tongue sweeping into his mouth. The hand on his cheek slid back through his hair so Silas could cup his head.
The connection was surprisingly sharp, and there was no yielding, so much power.
He heard a groan that didn’t come from Silas, and he realized it was Bran.
“Damn, the two of you are sexy together,” Bran murmured.
His eyes opened, and he prayed Bran was… okay.
Bran was staring at them, eyes shining. “I want a turn when you’ve had your fill.”
Silas laughed against James’s lips. “You might want a turn before then.”
“Do you think so? Should I play with our new kitten?” Bran’s voice was low, rough, and James shivered.
“Mmm. I think he wants to taste you, too, Bran.” Silas took another quick, hard kiss before sitting back.
“Come here, kitten,” Bran rumbled, and James took a deep, shaky breath.
Silas slid a hand along his back. “He doesn’t bite. Unless you want him to.”
“I—what?”
“Don’t tease, sweet. You’re worrying the kit.”
Silas rubbed his back again. “Easy, sweet boy. Bran’s kisses are sublime. I promise.”
“I just don’t want to hurt anyone’s feelings.” James leaned toward Bran, though, eager to know.
“You’re not hurting anyone here, kitten.” Bran met him halfway, lips warm, soft, the kiss hot, hard. There was nothing tentative about Bran’s kiss.
Silas sighed, hands exploring his arms, his back, caressing him. It was a little maddening.
Then Silas kissed his neck, mouth warm, tongue hot as it dragged over his skin.
Oh fuck.
His brain shorted out. Boom. Just sparkles.
He was caught between them and the sensations they were sharing with him, their mouths like magic.
“He’s hot, Bran. He’s buzzing for us.”
Bran looked him in the eyes. “We’re buzzing for you too, Jamie.”
“I can’t believe all this. I swear. I just can’t.”
“No?” Bran smiled. “I guess we’ll just have to keep kissing you until you do believe it.”
“I like his throat. All those hot spots. All those little places to make him ache.” Silas licked at his skin, making him shiver and proving the truth of his words.
Bran hummed. “I’ll have to see for myself later. Right now, I want more of his luscious mouth.” Leaning in, Bran covered his lips again, devouring him. He could barely focus, barely keep his eyes open.
Both Bran and Silas put their hands on him, sliding on his back, along his arms, across his chest, and down to his abs.
