Chapter 10
“…does that also mean that if Samuel is in our bed every night, that you will be too?”
How was he supposed to answer that?
It wasn’t a question that Pauli had ever expected to answer.
And did it mean a guaranteed supply of cocks to suck?
And why the fuck did that suddenly matter?
Because it shouldn’t. Ever.
Except…
“Go get your man.”
Pauli shuddered at the sound of his brother’s voice, not something he’d ever wanted to hear while his cock was hard, and yeah, it did throw cold water on the heat racing through his veins. Not enough to dampen it completely, but enough that Pauli could gather his wits and think hard on the situation he found himself in.
He’d laughed off Ryland’s remarks when his brother had uttered them, choosing to believe it was nothing more than the good-natured ribbing of a sibling. Laughter so much more important now, and yet, not as frequent as it had been since their brother, Gio, and his husband Albie had died. And while there might’ve been an element of teasing in Ryland’s voice, his words had been serious.
Oh…fuck. Had everyone assumed he and Samuel were fucking… or that they should’ve been? Had Sammuel believed that too? Hoped for it.
And how damn oblivious could one person be?
It turned out a hell of a lot because Pauli had had no fucking clue. Snorting softly, Pauli dropped his gaze to the floor and tried to think back on all his interactions with Samuel, wanting to find the signs that everyone but him had seen. Lorenzo’s question remained unanswered, and would until Pauli had settled the frustration, the confusion in his head, first. New emotions and desires, which were overwhelming and yet there was a familiarity about them that surprised Pauli too… especially where Samuel was concerned. And that frustrated him even more, because why had it taken him this damn long to even realise they existed?
Yet…his realisation didn’t provide Pauli with an answer to Lorenzo’s question. It simply posed a series of problems that he needed to find his own solutions for… just how far was he prepared to go? Staying here didn’t mean Pauli had to share a bed with Andretti and Lorenzo… However, the idea of sleeping apart from Samuel left a bitter taste in Pauli’s mouth. Knowing Samuel would be getting fucked by them saw jealousy, dark and dangerous, surge through his veins.
Except his jealousy had less to do with his relationship with Samuel, but about being left to trail behind… to only be given scraps of affection when Pauli had gotten it all in the past.
It wasn’t only Samuel’s affection he wanted, and Pauli struggled not to immediately deny the desire heating his blood…to accept them.
Pauli wanted it all.
Pauli wanted the stolen moments, the fleeting touches, and the time spent on his knees sucking cock—Samuel, Andretti, or Lorenzo’s.
Pauli wanted everything he’d shared with Samuel, with them.
Love though? Was that something Pauli could offer them? He loved Samuel already, even before he realised those feelings went far deeper than friendship. Pauli was hesitant to say the same for Andretti and Lorenzo. Loved them as cousins, but whether it would ever go beyond that…Pauli didn’t know. But maybe knowing that Samuel loved Andretti and Lorenzo as more than people he shared ancestors with was enough. Yet only time would tell if this attraction he had for them developed into something more…
Raising his head, Pauli twisted to glance at Lorenzo, needing to lock gazes with him before finally delivering his answer. “Where Samuel goes, I go. And if that includes your bed… then I hope it’s big enough for four.”
* * *
“Maybe we should testthat out now,” Lorenzo replied with a smirk while hauling Pauli to his feet. It wasn’t as though they needed to test whether their bed accommodated four people when they’d all slept it in last night. But right now, sleeping has nothing to do with it.
He glanced at Andretti, who still had a tight hold of Samuel, and jerked his head toward the hallway leading to their bedroom when his lover’s gaze caught his. It’d be too bad if there was somewhere on the vineyard they needed to be today because nothing was going to stop Lorenzo from making sure that Pauli wasn’t going anywhere… least of all back to Melbourne with Samuel.
And it was a short walk that appeared to take far longer than it should. Lorenzo stopping every few feet to push Pauli against the wall to kiss him… to undo a few buttons, before saying ‘fuck it’ and ripping the shirt open. Why Pauli thought he had to get dressed before heading down to the kitchen, Lorenzo had no idea. It was breakfast, not high tea with the Lord Mayor of Melbourne.
Pants were unfastened, kicked off as they walked to the bedroom between their backs hitting the wall and the kisses that were far from chaste. Then there were the extra hands touching skin, stroking cocks, tweaking nipples, and grabbing chins for a share of the kisses he and Pauli had been dolling out to each other. It was a wonder that none of them had stumbled over or even made it back to the bedroom before at least one orgasm had been given.
But they had.
Somehow.
Grinning at the sight of Pauli sprawled on the bed, naked and disheveled, Lorenzo stalked toward him. Breath ragged while his body thrummed with an excitement that hadn’t plagued Lorenzo since he and Andretti had made that leap from friends to something more. And if he’d not promised to let Samuel be the first to fuck Pauli’s virgin arse, Lorenzo would’ve happily introduced him to the pleasures of being fucked. He clambered onto the bed and lay alongside Pauli, not hesitating to touch him with hands, lips, and teeth seeking to distracting him from what Samuel was preparing to do.
“Relax, Pauli… you need to relax. Samuel won’t hurt you…doesn’t want to hurt you,” Lorenzo whispered, his words falling in hot breaths against Pauli’s lips.
Pauli arched an eyebrow and huffed out a laugh. “I’m not a complete novice, Lorenzo.”
“I thought you were…” His words drifting off with confusion because they’d all assumed Pauli was a virgin, and yet if he wasn’t, why was Pauli fighting against his desire so damn hard.
“A virgin? Yeah, when it comes to being fucked,” Pauli replied, tipping his head back as a soft moan worked its way out of his throat. “But also, being surrounded by all the gay in my house… you learn a few things.”
Lorenzo snorted, remembering it wasn’t only Albie and Gio who were prone to bouts of unplanned exhibitionism. “Yeah, I guess you do. But you’ve still got to work with Samuel… not against him,” he said, running a hand down Pauli’s chest and wrapping his fingers around Pauli’s cock. “Because you think you’re close to him now, but that’s got nothing on the closeness that you’ll feel after he’s fucked you… and we both know that you won’t feel complete until we’ve all fucked you.”