Page 71 of Unloved

My lip does an involuntary quiver and I bite on it to stop myself from crying, because he’s wrong, everythingis different now.

If they don’t want to move forward, I’m not sure how I’ll ever go back, because a life without them isn’t an option for me.

When I don’t say anything, Lennox closes the distance between us, each step nice and slow. He holds his hand out for me to take, and when I do, he surprises me by guiding me into the bathroom.

He stops us right in front of the mirror, and when I look at my reflection, I can see both Lennox behind me and Samuel leaning comfortably against the doorjamb.

He reaches for the hem of my shirt and drags it up my body. I take in my appearance and notice, despite my hospital stay, I’ve been regaining a lot of the weight and shape I’d lost over the years.

Lennox’s mouth starts at one exposed shoulder and moves its way across to the other.

He does it again and again, almost like a distraction, before hooking his fingers inside my waistband and pushing my sweats and boxers down my legs.

“Is this what you need?” he asks as he drops open mouthed kisses all over my skin.

My cock thickens as I watch us through the reflection.

“Do you need me to kiss every inch of you?”Kiss. Kiss. Kiss.“Do you need me to kiss every inch of you so you know there’s not a single thing on this damn earth that changes what we have?” The intensity of his words is a delicious contrast to the lightness of his touch. “Because I’ll do it.”

I groan, my head falling back against Lennox’s shoulder, and he wraps a hand around my length.

The sound of running water has me acknowledging Samuel’s presence, and shivers race down my spine when I feel his hand join Lennox’s.

“He’s actually wrong,” Samuel says softly. “Thingshavechanged. Now we just want you more.”

I don’t let him say anything more, the sentiment enough to have me slamming my mouth to his. God, how I missed this. The kiss feels like a jolt of electricity has just been shot through me. Like a live wire, surging through my veins, reminding me that I’m alive.

I try to kiss him back with as much ferocity, but he completely devours me. His mouth bruising, his tongue owning mine. While Lennox’s touch is nowhere to be found.

Because he can always read my mind, Lennox’s voice is in my ear. “You keep kissing him,” he orders. “Don’t do anything else.”

Lennox loves his control, and usually I love finding ways to make him give it up, but right now I will do everything his mouth tells me to do. I want to be under his thumb. I don’t want to think. I don’t want to move. I don’t want to breathe unless he tells me to.

Reluctantly, Samuel pulls his mouth off mine, and I manage to pry my eyes open to see the reason why. Lennox whispers something in Samuel’s ear, and their gazes find mine. He gives Lennox a quick nod, and my pulse flutters beneath my skin in anticipation.

Samuel quickly removes his clothes and pulls me inside the shower with him, and I gladly stand under the steady stream, letting the hot water wash away all the grime and dirt of my hospital stay. As if he’s had the same thought, he squirts body wash on his hands and lathers up my skin.

When he turns me to face him, my eyes don’t miss the opportunity to dance around the wonder that is his body. His thick thighs, his heavy cock, his rigid chest.

His touch is soft and soothing, and there is no rush or race to whatever comes next. His mouth finds mine, and this kiss is a complete contrast to the fire that was lit between us earlier.

The shower is small on the best of days, but as Lennox’s naked body presses up behind me, I’m suddenly grateful for the unaccommodating space, because I need to get out of my own head, and these two know it.

There isn’t a single inch of me that isn’t surrounded by them touching me, kissing me, teasing me. When they both drop to their knees on either side of me, I’m sure I died in that hospital and went to heaven.

There is no doubt they had this planned, Samuel wrapping his wet lips around my cock while Lennox spreads my ass cheeks and chooses this moment to feast on my hole.

I can’t move.

I can’t think.

I can’t breathe.

It’s everything I need this moment to be.

I watch Samuel’s cheeks hollow out as his mouth moves up and down, sucking me greedily. Hungrily.

“Fuck, Sammy baby, I’m going to come.”

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