He’s got me there. “You think I want to hurt her.”
His face snakes over to my ear. “Oh, I know you want to hurt her, in just the most delicious way, but in your delusional mind, protect her at the same time.”
My lips pepper kisses around his jaw. “You mean, protect both of you, my girl and my boy, from the likes of predators. Yeah, I want that, just as I want the tongue that had Kenzie’s pussy in my mouth right fucking now.”
There’s nothing, nothing more I have to say, and my lips cover his. I grind further against him, and the moan, or whine or desire or whatever the fuck the cute murmurs he emits are, has me deepening the kiss. I have so much I want to say, so much I want to do, but I pull back, just enough. His eyes are bloodshot and on fire for this, for us.
“Do you taste her, taste Kenzie? And fuck, she was so beautiful when I made her come.”
He rests his forehead on mine. “I know, I watched.”
The hurt this would cause my dearest friend niggles away at me, but not when I have both the boy’s and girl’s scent on my tongue. I’m so out of control for them, and I can’t find where I give two fucks about social norms. And I need more.
I drop to my knees because he’s taken good care of Kenzie; it’s my turn to take care of him.
“Drop your pants, boy, and do it now.”
River, on the outside, is nothing but a man who takes what he wants, but with me, he gives it freely, just because I ask or demand. For me, it’s one and the same.
He does what he’s told to do and they pool to the floor. His cock springs out of his boxers, and I’ve seen it before; the one time I almost let things get too far. He’s seen me, too, enough to know I’m uncircumcised. Something about it made him heady at me being uncut.
“I told Kenzie once this begins, I can’t go back, and I won’t. With either of you.” River repeats everything I’d spied on over the security camera. “Plus, what if she’s not okay with the three of us together? I need you both, and I won’t walk away, even if she doesn’t want the three of us.”
“And, when she said more, River. I’ve wanted more for so long, with you and…—who was the and?”
He’s stroking his cock in my face, and his eyes are trained on me and the action, but he’s coherent enough to answer my question.
“I’m not sure, but if I were to wager a guess, I’d say you and your asshole ways.”
My free hand pulls at the base of his neck. “Do you want me to blow you? Because I’m about to shut you up, boy, but don’t you love my asshole and my asshole ways?”
“Fuck, help me, I do. I fucking do. My thoughts of you…”
I take his dick into my mouth, and I swirl my tongue over the bulb of his cock. His laments are for nothing more than to spur me on faster. I could shove my cock into his mouth. The mouthy boy deserves it, but I’ve never taken hold of his aroma and flavor like this. One hand job, and it was courtesy of River.
“Isaiah, ah fuck, Isaiah, does this mean?” River finishes the sentence as a question.
I pull back just enough. “River, I can’t let you go. It’s the right thing to do, but when the fuck have I ever done the right thing?” Except for maybe two times in my life. Letting Tanya go and letting River go when Robert was still alive. But without their parents, perhaps this is precisely what Kenzie and River need. I can’t be their father. I’m way too gone for that, but this, I love him. And hell, if I’m honest, I’ve loved Kenzie out of the realms of a godfather for some time.
“Yeah, boy, this thing is so far out of my control, I can’t stop it if I wanted to.” There’s a lust in River’s eyes along with a glint of fear, mixing with elation. It only takes a tilt of his mouth. His brilliant smile covers his face. “And for the record, I sure as fuck don’t want to stop.”
His hand threads into my hair, as Kenzie’s hand threaded into his. “We have to talk to Kenzie… ah yeah, I’m about to blow it, fuck.”
I’m one step ahead of this boy. He may be eighteen and thank fuck for that because an orange jumpsuit doesn’t suit me, but he’ll still forever be my boy.
His seed spills into my mouth. Through the years, I’ve learned how to please a man because I know what I like. I suck up every part of him and gently pull on the tip of his cock, making him squirm a bit more. I need to keep the guy on his toes.
I raise to my feet, kissing him. “Now, as we mix Kenzie with the both of us.” And I can still smell her delicious cunt on his lips. “I sure as fuck plan to have the two of us mark her also. She’s ours. And nothing she can do will stop us from making her ours.”
But I don’t stop there. He’s naked before me, and I push him against a low back chair, just long enough, bending River over at the waist. I drop to my knees, spreading his ass cheeks open. I’ve never done this to another man, but then again, I’ve never been in love with a man, as I am with River.
My tongue reaches his puckered hole, and he emits a long series of quick breaths. “Enjoy this, baby, because this is just the first of many with us, and once we claim Kenzie, there will be no stopping us.”
Chapter 17
Kenzie
I can’t sleep, and I stumble out of bed after the orgasm from River and the kiss to end all kisses from Isaiah. It’s more than my body can take, and I need to be close to River. Hell, I need to be close to Isaiah, but I have to wait on that. At least until River and Isaiah work out their shit.
I walk in blindly to crawl into his bed. I don’t feel his body and reach for the lamp next to his bed. There’s no sign of River at all.
Where could he be? I might as well wait for him, but then again, my mind wanders to what he’s doing. I almost leap out of bed. I’ve never been to Isaiah’s part of the house before but my vivid thoughts won’t stop until I find River.
There are many doors in the hallway, but the only one that matters at the moment is cracked open, with muffled voices behind it. I hear my name and tiptoe closer. Through the crack, Isaiah has him bent over a chair at the waist and drops to his knees. I’d say he was going to give him a blow job, but River’s cock is in front of him, and Isaiah… Oh, fuck, that is hot. He’s going to eat his… Yeah, I’ve read about this before in some of my favorite gay romances, but to watch it, it’s so sexy. Then I hear my name again, as River lets out a long series of quick breaths. “Enjoy this, baby,” Isaiah begins, “because this is just the first of many with us, and once we claim Kenzie, there will be no stopping us.”
They want me with them, but I don’t want to stop this intimate moment. If I didn’t know they both wanted me, I’d almost feel as if I was invading watching this priceless moment between them, but then again, I’m here.
River grips the back of the chair so hard, and I can’t see much of what Isaiah is doing, but on his knees and the pleasurable anguish washing through Riv’s face, my mind is playing games on me.
I decide to be bold for once in my life. I step forward, alerting River of my presence, but put my index finger over my mouth, telling River to let Isaiah continue.
His face is full of so much—love, desire, passion, yearning, but he has enough common sense to let Isaiah continue. I stand against the wall, where I have a better view of Isaiah, and I drop my nightgown. River lets out yet another series of quick breaths. “Fucking hell, Ize,” he says, but besides Isaiah, I know he’s just as invested in my naked body. I start with my nipple, beading it between my two fingers, bringing my other hand to my clit. I open myself just enough, I get another reaction from River.