Raph broke away, and his deep, husky voice asked, “Should we take this upstairs?”
I nodded, then turned to Laz, asking, “What do you think?”
He swallowed audibly, then nodded.
“You sure, baby?” Raph asked, his voice taking on that soft tone he only ever used with Laz. “We don’t have to if either of you aren’t ready. I’m not going anywhere. We don’t have to rush.”
“I’m sure.”
Raph smiled at him, then tilted his head to me. It was awkward since his face was so close when I twisted around to look at him. Raph asked, “Izzy? Are you sure?”
I nodded. “Yeah, I am.” I pecked his cheek, then smiled shyly at Laz and took his hand, lacing our fingers together.
“In that case,” Raph said a moment before he squatted down and lifted me up, over his shoulder.
“Raph!” I yelled, Laz’s hand getting pulled away from mine. Since my hand was free, I swatted Raph’s butt that was now in my face. “You ass! Put me down!”
He and Laz both laughed, and Raph said, “Not a chance.” He held my legs to his chest with one arm and used his other to tug Laz over. Raph pecked Laz’s lips, then held me more securely with both hands as he headed for the stairs.
I sighed, accepting my fate as both of them laughed. When I saw Laz walking behind us, I reached out, and a moment later, he placed his hand back in mine. I squeezed and laced our fingers together, happy to be touching them both, even if Raph was being ridiculous. Although hearing Laz’s laugh and seeing him relax was well worth it.
Raph strolled into his bedroom and promptly plopped me on his giant bed, making me bounce a few times. After kissing my forehead, he turned to Laz, fisted the front of his shirt in his hand, and pulled Laz in for another one of their scorching kisses. The sight set me on fire, and I bit back a moan.
Raph turned them until he pushed the back of Laz’s legs to the bed, then he pushed Laz’s chest until our human plopped on the bed with a laugh. Raph shot us a grin and gestured to us, silently telling us to kiss. I had no problem following that direction. Sitting up, I put my hand on Laz’s neck and gently tugged his lips down to mine. He easily complied, and a few seconds later, he had me wrapped in his arms, kissing me tenderly, like I was something precious.
Through my connection with Raph, I felt him drawing on his magic, so I pulled away from Laz for a moment and asked Raph, “What is it? Do you feel something?”
“No, honey,” Raph said as he walked around the room. “I’m just warding my room since we’re going to be a little too distracted to guard ourselves shortly.” He sent me a cocky grin, then snapped his fingers, and at least ten candles lit up all at once, a swoosh of his magic filling the room as the smell of burning wood reached me.
Laz grinned at him. “Is this more of your romance, charmer?”
Raph lifted a shoulder. “Is it working?”
Laz shared a look with me before saying, “I think it might be.”
Raph grinned. “Good.” He walked to the edge of the bed. “Now, where were we?”
“I think you were about to strip for us,” Laz said.
Raph paused his climb on the bed. “Yeah?”
Laz nodded and scooted closer to me. “What do you think, Iz? Strip show?”
“Hells yes.” I nodded and waved my hand in Raph’s direction. “Put on a show for us, babe.”
Raph rolled his eyes, but sent us that cocky grin of his before he pulled his phone from his back pocket. “Oh!” Raph said loudly before bending over and pulling his enforcer blade and sheath off his ankle. “You might wanna set yours aside as well, my loves.”
Laz and I both pulled our sheathed enforcers blades off our ankles and set them beside Raph’s, then Laz waved a hand at Raph, saying, “Let’s see this show, charmer.”
Raph grinned, grabbed his phone again and pushed a few buttons before music began playing. As soon as he set the phone on the nightstand, he did a spin, then started shaking his ass in our direction. Laz and I both laughed as Raph teased us, lifting his shirt to expose some delicious muscles, then dropping it again. Bending over and rising slowly, touching himself, wiggling his hips and doing some pretty impressive dance moves, singing as he held an invisible microphone. He had us both laughing, and I couldn’t remember a time when I’d had this much fun during sex before.
By the time the first song was over, I was harder than I’d ever been in my life. I was sure Laz running his fingertips up and down my inner thigh, almost brushing my cock, was contributing, obviously. But Raph’s sultry moves were also.
When the second song started, I was tempted to reach out and strip Raph’s clothes off myself, but he finally took his shirt off. When Raph ran his hand down his chest, Laz mirrored the movements, running his hand down my chest. And when Raph brushed his fingers over the huge bulge in his pants, Laz ran his fingertips over my cock, and my body trembled as I moaned loudly. The sensation alone was enough to put me over the edge, but seeing Raph touching himself, seeing how turned on he was, pushed me even closer.
Raph was wearing that cocky grin. Looking at all the muscles on his body—muscles that I knew he worked hard for—he kind of deserved to be a little cocky. He was a sexy beast.
Raph opened the fly on his jeans, but stopped and said, “The only way I’m taking these off is if I get some kind of payment first.”
Laz laughed and caught on quicker than me, leaning up and pulling his shirt off. When Laz threw his shirt at a grinning-like-a-fool Raph, my lust-addled brain figured out what Raph meant. I pulled my shirt off and threw it at Raph as well, then turned to stare at Laz. I’d seen him naked the day I’d helped him in the bath, but this was entirely different.
That had been about healing and helping a person I cared about. But this… this was about pleasure. His pleasure, mine, Raph’s. And I took my fill because wow. Laz didn’t have a ton of hair or a ton of muscles. But the small patch of chest hair tapered off, running in a line down his belly and disappearing under his paints. I held in my groan at the thought of seeing exactly where it ended. He wasn’t bulky like Raph, but neither was he skinny, and that only made him more lickable to me.
Laz was exquisite.
Laz noticed where my attention had gone, and he smiled widely and leaned back on his hands to look me up and down. I felt Raph’s heavy stare on us as well. Laz put his weight on one hand and used the other to tuck the hair behind my ear, then grabbed my neck and pulled me down to kiss him. He kept the kiss soft, but lingered and pulled my lip between his teeth, causing me to whimper. When he released me, he smiled. Then he scooted around until he was sitting behind me with his legs on either side of my body. His arms came around me, his hands rubbing the skin on my chest and belly as he kissed my neck. I shivered and panted, my cock jerking in my pants, ready to come out to play.
He licked up my neck, kissed my hair, then in a husky voice, said, “Raph, maybe you should hurry your striptease a little.”
Raph chuckled. “I’m enjoying the show, too.”
I leaned back against Laz’s chest and bit my lip as I stared at Raph. It had been a long time since I’d seen Raph naked, and a little bit of anxiety trickled in.
Raph groaned. “Iz, you kill me with that lip.” He put his knee on the bed and leaned in to kiss me hard and pull my lip between his teeth instead. When he pulled back, he kissed Laz over my shoulder, and I shivered in pleasure. I was really loving them doing that.