Chapter 22 #2
He clenches around me, and I see stars. Stars and moons and brilliant light.
“Do that again,” I beg.
He does. Over and over, using his tight ass to choke my dick, giving me pleasure even though I’m the one fucking him.
“Baby, can you come like this?” I grit out.
I’m close. Embarrassingly close. I can’t wait to blow my whole fucking load deep inside him, then watch the remnants drip out when I pull back.
He has to get there first. I’ll do whatever it takes.
“Keep hitting that spot.” He gyrates, matching me stroke for stroke. “I’m close.”
“Want me to fill him up on this end?” Kabir asks. He could easily shift up onto the side of the hot tub and choke Levi with his cock.
A burst of liquid heat courses through me. Fuck. As much as I like the idea of spit roasting my boyfriend with his lover, I want it to be just the two of us this time.
“No. Don’t touch his cock, either. I want to make him come like this.”
I slam into him hard, driving as deep as I can get over and over again. Our breathing hastens. Our balls slap together, sending extra sparks of pleasure and pain with each strike. I’m dangerously close to careening over the edge, and I don’t know how much longer I can hold off.
Finally, Levi whimpers, “G,” and my body seizes.
“Let go for me, Leev. Come, then I’ll fill you up.”
He collapses into Kabir’s arms, his body spasming and convulsing with pleasure.
I unload in his ass, wave after violent wave coursing through me, my desire erupting.
When we’re both well and truly spent, I pull back and take in his gaping, empty hole, watch the rim of it spasm with pleasure and the first drips of cum leak out.
Palming his ass, I bend low and kiss the place we were just joined. “Hold it in for me, baby.”
Instantly, he clenches.
“Good boy.” I kiss his puckered hole once more.
“Got a bit of a breeding kink going there, Garrett?”
Straightening, I shoot Kabir a deadpan glare. “That, or I don’t want to pay to have Decker Crusade’s hot tub deep cleaned. It’s a couple hundred bucks to fully drain and sanitize one this size. Did you know that, Spence?”
His eyes flare in realization.
Yeah, fucker. I saw what you did in my hot tub at the cabin last month.
“I know now,” he concedes. “And thankfully, I caught most of this one’s load as well.” With a smug smirk, he points to a white-streaked towel sitting on the edge.
Well played. Well played, indeed.
Levi’s cheeks are bright red and his eyes are shining when he turns to face me. “That was incredible.” He presses a hard kiss to my mouth.
With a groan, I open and sweep my tongue against his. “Leev, I love you. I love you so fucking much.”
He beams, his expression full of pride and affection. Fuck. I want to make him smile like that for the rest of our lives.
“I love you, too.” The moment the last word is out, a yawn catches him by surprise.
“Come on, you two.” Kabir’s already out of the hot tub, a towel wrapped low around his waist. He didn’t get off, I realize. But based on his calm expression, he isn’t overly concerned about it. “Let’s go to bed.”
We sleep out of order without Hunter here. But for maybe the first time since we got here, the three of us are all in bed at the same time.
Levi barely made it out of the shower before he passed out, crashing in the middle of the mattress. I took my time washing, reminiscing about tonight and fantasizing about doing it again, but this time with Hunter, too.
Spence was last to shower and last to bed.
He crawled in on the other side of Levi and immediately unlocked his phone. From here, it’s obvious he’s opened the tracking app he uses for all of us.
“You really should tell her.”
Hunter still doesn’t know about the tracker Spence put under her skin. It doesn’t sit well with me that Levi and I are aware of it, but she isn’t.
With a sigh, he gives the screen one more wistful glance. Then he sets the device on the nightstand and rolls onto his side, setting his sights on me.
He brushes one of Levi’s damp curls off his forehead, the gesture so tender and natural I’m not sure he realizes he did it.
It calms me, knowing that Levi has him, too.
Sure, jealousy rears its ugly head sometimes, and I don’t always know how to navigate what we’re doing, but Levi deserves this kind of love. I want him to have it all.
“You never thought of chasing after her when she left for London?” Spence asks, still mindlessly playing with Levi’s hair.
A grimace crosses my face before I can stop it.
“Wait. You did pursue her, didn’t you?” Kabir guesses.
“Technically, no.” I heave out a long breath.
“But I bought a plane ticket three separate times that fall. I sat on the bench the entire football season. I couldn’t get my head in the game.
I bombed two midterms and had to drop those classes to save my GPA and maintain athletic eligibility.
Oh. And one night, I got piss-ass drunk, shaved my head as part of a Shore Week dare, and got a scalp tattoo. ”
“A what?” He gapes at me, wide-eyed.
“A scalp tattoo.” My heart thumps painfully. Why the hell am I telling him this? Not even Levi and Hunter know my secret. “It’s a scorpion. Right here.” I brush enough of my hair back to reveal the hints of black ink that extend from my temple to behind my ear.
“What the hell does that have to do with Hunter?” Spence presses.
Good fucking question. It was stupid to do it, but I was young and I was so heartbroken I couldn’t see straight. I didn’t know what else to do with my grief. I couldn’t move on. I thought tattooing a lethal scorpion surrounded by arrows would somehow give me the closure I so desperately needed.
I was wrong.
“Do you know why I call her Tem?”
“Not a clue.”
“It’s short for Artemis.”
“The Hunter.” He smirks. “Clever boy.”
I fight back a smile. “Legend goes that Artemis fell in love with Orion, but mortals and gods couldn’t be together, so they were doomed from the start.”
“Star-crossed lovers?”
“More like the moon and her star. Artemis is goddess of the hunt, but also goddess of the moon.”
Spence tilts his head and hums. “And here we have Sione calling her Mahina.”
“Exactly. There are several canons of the mythology, but in one version, Artemis unknowingly strikes Orion with her arrow and kills him outright. In another, he died because he jumped in front of a scorpion to save her and her mother.”
This time, Spence’s reaction is much more measured. “Did you just mansplain Greek mythology to me, Garrett?”
“I mean—”
Spence eyes me playfully. “I was taught that Orion was so boastful and braggadocios, he wouldn’t shut up about his ability to kill all living creatures on the planet. So Gaia sent the scorpion to eliminate him as a threat once and for all.”
Damn. Of course the British billionaire with his fancy prep schools and higher education knows more about mythology than me.
“Potato, pa-tah-toe?” I offer with a shrug.
That makes him snort. “Sure, Garrett. If it helps you justify your impulse scalp tattoo, I’ll gladly prescribe to your version of the story.”
For a long moment, we’re silent, nothing but Levi’s soft snores rising and falling between us. I try to settle in for the night, but it’s no use. I can’t shake the feeling I might not have a chance like this again anytime soon, so I go for it.
“Hey, Spence?”
“Yes, Garrett?”
I lie flat on my back, keeping my gaze laser-focused on the ceiling. “I never imagined sharing her with anyone. But seeing how thoroughly and devotedly you love both of them, I couldn’t imagine it being any other way.”
His response is a contented hum that sends a peaceful warmth flowing through me. The love we share isn’t about the two of us at all: it’s about the two people we both love. I see that now. I see so clearly how we can work in tandem, support each other, and love them both, together.