Chapter Four
Taron poked his head into the bedroom, beaming at his mates. “Who’s ready to party?”
“Not me,” Tony chuckled. “I need to shower first.”
From the looks of it, Zephyr was getting ready to join him.
Not one to miss out on the fun, Taron removed his clothes as he followed them in, turning on the water as Zephyr stripped Tony out of his clothes.
There was a bench against the wall they had installed so Tony didn’t need a stool, and several showerheads so they all stayed warm showering together.
Taron could admit this shower was better than his shower in his old condo.
He never regretted moving into Zephyr’s place. It felt more like a home.
They helped Tony into the shower after he removed his prosthetic, and Taron carefully set it aside so it wouldn’t be damaged. Hugo would murder him.
He was about to spin around to join his mates in the shower when a groan caught his attention.
His eyes flicked to the mirror automatically, and all his breath left him in a rush.
Zephyr was looming over their mate, their mouths locked in a hot kiss as Tony’s hands went exploring.
Oooh, were his mates feeling frisky? He’d gladly be late to a party if it meant getting his hands on his mates.
Zephyr lifted his head from the kiss, giving Taron an impatient look. “Get in here, gorgeous.”
A smile spread across his face. He once thought he’d get jealous if Zephyr looked at anyone but him. But his mate always made him feel wanted, even as his fingers wrapped around Tony’s dick and stroked him, making their perfect mate groan.
Not one to turn down an invitation for sex, he stepped into the shower, kneeling beside Tony and craning his neck to accept a kiss from Zephyr while his hands joined in the driving Tony crazy club.
He tweaked Tony’s nipples while Zephyr continued to stroke him, both trading lazy kisses with each other and Tony until Tony was trembling and he and Zephyr were both hard and–
Tony groaned, cum splashing on his chest and abs as he shook from the force of his release. Taron’s eyebrows lifted in surprise. He hadn’t realized Tony was that keyed up already.
He shot a questioning look at Zephyr, who smirked. “He really does love when we team up on him.”
Taron gave him a matching grin. “Well, I’m certainly not complaining. Blowjob?”
Zephyr looked ready to agree when Tony slurred, “No. I want to suck you both.”
Well, he sure as hell wasn’t going to say no to that.
He checked with Tony to make sure he was up to it, then stood, standing close enough to Tony that he didn’t have to lean too far to reach him.
Zephyr’s fingers fisted into his hair, dragging him into a hot kiss, then it was Taron’s turn to be surrounded by his mates as Tony sucked his cock into his mouth.
Taron moaned, one hand resting in Tony’s hair while the other one got a good handful of Zephyr’s tightly muscled ass.
He felt Zephyr smile against his lips, but the smile disappeared, and a groan escaped him when Tony switched to his cock instead.
Taron watched through half-lidded eyes as Tony went back and forth, bobbing his head on Zephyr’s dick and stroking Taron’s and vice versa.
It was a sexy sight to watch, and Taron felt his orgasm creeping closer the longer he watched.
But he couldn’t resist sinking to his knees and joining in the fun just because he knew it’d drive Zephyr crazy.
He tangled his tongue with Tony’s around Zephyr’s cock, then sucked and licked at one side while Tony took the other.
Zephyr’s groans grew more desperate, his fingers digging in both their hair, and the muscles of his thighs starting to shake as he got closer to his release.
Taron glanced at Tony, winking at him, and a smirk flashed across Tony’s face as he took Zephyr’s length back into his mouth while Taron sucked one of his balls and ran his fingers along his hole.
“Ungh, fuck!” Zephyr shouted, and gods did Taron love driving the normally stoic man to the point that he lost control. He kept sucking until Zephyr tugged on his hair, too sensitive to continue.
Zephyr dragged Tony into a scorching kiss in appreciation before turning his attention to Taron. “Your turn.”
“Where do you want me?” he breathed, taking Zephyr’s hand when he offered it and gasping when Zephyr spun him around and put his hands on the wall above Tony’s head.
Tony immediately sucked on his cock, making Taron groan, but it was the slippery fingers that traced over his hole that surprised him.
Of course, they kept lube in the shower.
It was only natural. But he hadn’t even noticed Zephyr grab it, too distracted by the way Tony’s tongue– “Ngh, you’re too good at that,” he groaned, then gasped as Zephyr pressed a finger inside him.
Oh, he wasn’t going to last with his mates coming at him from both sides.
He was already hard from getting Zephyr and Tony off, and he knew it wouldn’t take much to send him over the edge.
His hips started moving in microthrusts, back onto Zephyr’s fingers, then forward into Tony’s hot mouth. His eyes rolled into his head at the sensations. There was nothing better than this.
Rough fingers pinched his nipples, startling a cry out of him, and while a warm hand cupped his balls and squeezed gently.
His orgasm slammed into him without warning, and it took all his willpower not to thrust harder into Tony’s mouth to ride out his orgasm.
He held still, letting it wash over him, and when Zephyr’s fingers finally left his body, he sagged against him, his knees suddenly too weak to hold him up.
Tony chuckled, tugging his hips to get him to sit beside him. Zephyr, the caretaker he was, immediately started moving to clean them both up. For once, Taron let him, too worn out to argue. It was nice to get pampered sometimes.
“Are we late?” Tony asked as they pulled up in front of Ozen and Avery’s home.
“Only a couple minutes,” Taron reassured him. Their dirty shenanigans hadn’t put them too far behind, time-wise, and he wanted Tony to arrive last anyway. He wanted everyone to be there so Tony knew how loved he was.
Zephyr parked the truck in an empty spot across the street from Ozen’s home, helping them both out before grabbing the bags filled with presents from the back.
Taron stuck close to Tony, the ground was a little icy, but he’d been smart in bringing his cane for a little extra support, and they got to the house without incident with Zephyr right behind them.
“We’re here!” Taron called out.
“Good! I need someone tall to help me!” Avery called back.
They shuffled inside and found Avery and Aoi both stretching to put a star on top of the tree while people went in and out of the kitchen and dining room, setting things up.
Taron had considered having everything set up when Tony arrived, but then he remembered how much Tony enjoyed the quality time.
He wanted Tony to be there for every part of it so he felt included.
“A thaisce, can you go with Zeph to put the presents away? I’m going to help our resident shortie real quick.”
“Screw you!” Avery snapped then stumbled. Aoi squeaked in surprise as the whole tree swayed ominously. Pecking a quick kiss on Tony’s cheek and slapping Zephyr’s ass, he hurried over to help, lengthening his arms to reach the top of the tree easily.
“There. Just in time,” Taron said cheerily. He looked around with a frown. “Where’s Maverick? He’s tall enough to help, too.”
“Kitchen,” Avery said, dusting glitter off his hands. “He and Isaac are helping Ozen. Everyone else was busy. I thought we’d be able to do it on our own.”
“Ah. Well, no fear. Taron is here. Where do you need me?”
Avery smirked at his teasing, pointing at the pile of green stuff in one corner. “Hang the garland? It’s supposed to go over the door frame. Like this.” He showed him a picture on his phone, then turned to greet Tony and Zephyr.
“Hey, guys. Glad you could come. Would you prefer kitchen duty or decor?”
“Kitchen,” Zephyr volunteered, kissing Tony’s cheek as he got comfortable on one of Ozen’s fancy couches and headed for the back of the house.
“Decor, I guess?” Tony frowned. “If there’s anything for me to do, that is.”
“Of course there is!” Avery insisted. He spun around, grabbing a smaller box under one of the tables. “Here. I want this little tree in the media room, but it needs to be decorated first. I think everything it needs is in the box, but you let me know if something is missing.”
He set up a little tray table for Tony to use and set him to work. Tony looked surprised, but pleased with the task, glad he could be helpful while still resting like he should be.
A pinch to his ass made Taron jump and yelp. He spun around, jaw dropped, until he noticed who it was. “Shima! You came!”
She chuckled as he leaned to kiss her cheek, patting his face affectionately. “Yes, chidi, I came. Like I’d miss a party.” Her voice lowered so as not to be overheard, and she glanced for a moment at Tony before whispering, “You were smart to set this in motion. He is looking much lighter today.”
Taron glanced over his shoulder at Tony, who did look happier than he had in a while.
Doctor Chapman sat down beside him, his horns decorated with garland and ribbons, a gift from Brennus’s kids it seemed.
They started talking together and none of that sadness Taron had seen for weeks loomed over his mate’s head.
“I didn’t do all the work,” he admitted with a smile. “But I’m glad he can finally see how loved he is. Just because his parents are rotten people doesn’t mean he doesn’t have family.”
Shima nodded, squeezing his arm. “That’s right. Now, get to decorating. I’m going to sit with my favorite grandson. Be good.”
He gasped, mock offended. “Be good? Me? But that’s impossible!”
She snorted, shaking her head as she walked away. “Of course that’s what you focus on. You never change, Nayeh.”
Taron beamed at her. Of course that was what he focused on. He wasn’t going to argue with Tony being the favorite. His sweet mate earned that spot just by being who he was.