Page 54 of Jamie
The two them continued to feed him, to tease him, to drive him absolutely crazy. Each mouthful came with a touch, a word, a tease.
By the time they were finished, he was undone, aching and leaking, breathing hard.
“We’re so proud of you,” Bran told him, hand sliding along his cheek. “It’s time to go upstairs and give you your reward.”
“Yeah?” He was almost in tears, his world overwhelmed.
“Yeah.” Bran tugged him close, kissing him hard, tongue pushing into his mouth.
He began to rub, breathing hard, aching for his lovers.
“Upstairs,” Bran whispered.
“Yep.” Silas turned him and picked him up, heading toward the stairs with him in the strong arms.
He held on. “Don’t hurt yourself, now.”
“You’re not a feather, but you’re not really heavy either,” Silas assured him.
Bran followed them, gaze on the two of them as they climbed the stairs.
James hid his face in Silas’s throat, inhaling his lover’s scent.
It seemed to take forever, but at the same time, it was no time at all before they got to the bedroom and Silas set him down onthe bed. Silas and Bran stood there for a moment, staring down at him.
“You are so sexy, Jamie.”
He blushed from his head to his toes, and he ducked his head. “Thank you.”
“He’d look sexier naked,” Silas noted.
“He would.” Bran gave him a wink and started tugging his underwear off, freeing his aching prick and sliding the material down along his legs.
“Oh god.” He was so hard, aching for his lovers. His cock was leaking.
Bran turned to Silas and tugged his shirt up over his head. Then Silas returned the favor, leaving them both naked from the waist up. Fuck, they were stunning.
He wasn’t sure how these two had become his. He wasn’t sure he should look at it too closely in case it disappeared.
Bran pulled Silas’s belt off, the sound slithering and somehow sexy. Then he pushed Silas’s slacks right off.
James reached out, fingers stroking down along Silas’s belly toward the hard cock.
“You want a taste of that, boy?” Bran asked, and Silas moaned.
“God, yes.” He loved the feel of a cock in his mouth.
“Please.” Silas got up on the bed on his knees, cock hard, tip leaking, and right there.
James leaned forward at the waist, his lips open. He needed to taste, and Silas was waiting for him. Wanting him.
Silas’s fingers slid through his hair, the man groaning as he touched the tip of Silas’s prick with his tongue.
“Oh, this is going to be a common treat for me, I’m sure.” Bran’s fingers joined Silas’s. “The two of you are stunning together.”
James’s cheeks burned, but he was honored, pleased down to the bone.
“More,” Silas demanded, then added, “Please.”
