Chapter Eleven #2
The softly spoken words were some of the most beautiful Niall had ever experienced. He kissed Trevor’s forehead. “Love you too.”
After several minutes, despite sharing body heat, Niall noticed Trevor had started to shiver.
He got out of bed and walked around to the side of the mattress.
He pulled back the blankets and tucked Trevor in while trying not to disturb the sleeping man.
Trevor immediately burrowed under the down comforter, and Niall switched on the electric mattress pad he’d gotten especially for Trevor.
He picked up his scattered clothing and left the room, closing the door behind him to leave only a slight gap.
Niall took a fast shower in the guest bath, then headed back to his office.
He needed to review the jobs scheduled for the week.
Checking the clock at his desk, Niall calculated Matt should arrive within an hour or so.
Perfect nap length for Trevor, and then they could get to the bottom of Trevor’s cryptic remarks.
Niall let Matt into the condo with a smile and kiss.
Matt’s kisses were different, yet no less intoxicating than Trevor’s.
His taste was spicier, deeper. Niall deepened the kiss when Matt pulled back.
He wrapped his arms around Matt’s neck and lifted his body against Matt’s larger, heavier frame.
Matt’s arms slid around Niall’s waist, and Niall moaned.
Matt plundered Niall’s mouth. What Niall had started, Matt soon took control of.
Matt’s tongue swept over Niall’s, claiming the dark recesses, searching out every taste.
The space between their bodies was nonexistent, and Niall’s cock, sated only an hour ago by his love of Trevor, rose to greet their partner.
Niall pressed his arousal against Matt, making his desires known.
“Bedroom?” Matt asked, roughly.
Niall shook his head. “Trevor’s sleeping. Couch.”
Niall let Matt guide him to the large sectional across the room.
He trusted Matt to steer him in the right direction.
The back of Niall’s calves soon hit the end of one of the chaises.
Niall’s hands cupped Matt’s cock and balls through his slacks.
A groan of need rumbled from deep inside Matt’s chest. Niall’s deft fingers soon had Matt bared to his touch.
He reached beneath Matt’s boxer briefs and lifted out the long cock Niall was desperate to feel inside him again.
Niall wrapped his hand around Matt’s cock.
Matt moaned. “Fuck, Niall.”
“That’s the idea. Take me, Matt. Make me yours.”
He’d never had a lover fill him the way Matt did.
So deep, so connected. When Matt made love to Niall, it always felt as though it was more than their bodies joining.
When Trevor had confessed his love earlier, Niall had sensed their spirits linking.
That peace, that rightness, had been a balm that soothed every scrape that had scored Niall’s soul over his lifetime.
Niall knew this was the time to cement his bond with Matt.
Before he revealed the words though, Matt jerked open Niall’s jeans, pushed the denim out of the way and with a little shove sent Niall back onto the leather.
Shivers of excitement and anticipation raced up and down Niall’s spine.
Matt stripped Niall’s jeans the rest of the way down his legs and tossed them on the floor.
Niall scooted back on the chaise so Matt could kneel between Niall’s legs.
Matt dug out the lube they’d taken to stashing in the storage ottoman.
Matt slicked up his fingers and entered Niall in one smooth push.
Two of Matt’s fingers were inside him. Niall’s head pressed back into the cushion, and he swallowed the cry threatening to erupt for fear of waking Trevor.
In and out Matt’s fingers moved, stretching and slicking Niall’s channel for Matt’s possession.
Niall felt empty and hungry while Matt sheathed his cock with a condom from his wallet.
Matt tossed Niall’s legs over his broad shoulders, one hand gripped the edge of the chaise beside Niall’s head and the other on Niall’s hip, securing their position on the furniture.
The cords of muscles on Matt’s neck stood out from the top of his still-buttoned shirt.
Niall tilted his hips and reached between his legs to guide Matt’s cock to his entrance. Matt sank inside. Niall slapped a hand over his mouth to prevent the scream from both the pleasure and bite of pain escaping. Matt looked at Niall with confusion.
“Trevor. We can’t wake Trevor.”
Matt nodded, lowered his head, bestowed Niall with the sweetest of kisses and thrust. Each slam of Matt’s cock into Niall’s ass caused Niall to arch and suck in gaping breaths.
When Matt found his sweet spot, Niall nearly came.
Matt pumped Niall’s body again and again—each time he found a deeper spot, each time he twisted their souls tighter together.
Niall's body trembled, his cock firm and high against his stomach. He lifted his shirt, took hold of himself, and seconds later white ropes painted his belly while he shuddered in Matt’s arms.
With a strangled cry, Matt shoved deep one last time, and Niall felt Matt’s cock throb inside his body as Matt climaxed.
Niall let out an “oof” as Matt’s heavier body collapsed on top of him.
He used the muscles in his legs to corral their bodies, so they didn’t end up tumbling to the floor.
As their breaths evened out, Matt slid out of Niall’s body.
Matt nuzzled at Niall’s throat with soft kisses and tiny licks that made Niall sigh.
Matt pushed on the sofa and rose from Niall’s body.
While Matt dealt with condom, Niall realized he’d yet to do the most important thing.
Matt returned from the hall bath with a damp cloth and kneeled beside the sofa to clean Niall’s stomach.
When their eyes met, Niall knew the words were hardly required, but absolutely necessary.
“I love you,” he proclaimed.
“I know. I love you too.”
Niall took Matt’s head between his hands, stared into the green eyes of the forest and hunted for the truth. He smiled. “I know.”
Their lips touched, and their bond sealed. Niall’s spirit was complete for the first time in his life.
“So tell me what’s been going on here today?” Matt asked.
Niall lay across the sofa, his head resting on Matt’s lap as they watched TV.
“You jump me at the door, and I find out that Trevor is not only here but already sound asleep in your bed.”
“Trevor showed up around four o’clock. Before I could even ask him why, he jumped me the way I jumped you.
Literally in his case.” Niall smiled. “He had his arms around my neck, legs around my waist and tongue down my throat before I had time to react. Afterwards, he crashed harder than I’ve ever seen him.
From one moment to the next, he was gone. ”
“Bad day, you think?”
Niall looked up Matt and took a second to enjoy the feel of Matt’s fingers running through his hair. He hummed in appreciation. “Just before he conked out, he said it was both a really good and really bad day. He wanted to explain everything, but asked to wait until you got home.”
“Then shall we go wake sleeping beauty?”
Niall chuckled because he knew the moniker would drive Trevor nuts. He sat up and swung his legs over the edge of the sofa. Before he took two steps, Matt’s arms snaked around Niall’s waist and pulled him back to Matt’s deep chest.
“Do you think he’ll be able to say it one day?” Matt asked, softly.
Niall grinned. He knew what Matt was asking, but he refused to steal Trevor’s thunder.
“I do.”
Matt’s arms gave a gentle squeeze, and they headed off for the bedroom at the back of the condo.
Niall pressed open the door and peered into the dark room.
The light from the hallway cut a path toward the bed, Trevor’s slender shape nothing but a lump beneath the blankets.
Niall and Matt entered quietly and walked up to the bed.
He saw Trevor lay on his side and had curled his body around one pillow.
Niall gestured for Matt to be the one to wake their lover.
Matt sat on the edge of the mattress and slid tresses of Trevor’s hair away from his face.
Matt frowned and looked up at Niall.
“He’s a little warm,” Matt whispered.
Niall switched off the mattress pad. “Maybe it’s from the extra heat. He was shivering when I tucked him in.”
Matt didn’t look completely convinced but nodded all the same. “ Bello ?” Matt rubbed his hand across Trevor’s shoulder.
Trevor turned into Matt’s touch with a little sound.
“Come on, bello , wake up.”
“Maybe you should plant a kiss on his sweet lips to draw him from his dreamless sleep?” Niall teased.
Matt snorted, and Trevor snuffled, then rolled onto his back. Matt leaned over Trevor’s body and kissed Trevor’s pink lips. Matt’s touch lingered, and Niall saw movement beneath the blankets. He loved watching Matt and Trevor together. It was both arousing and tender.
Trevor’s eyes fluttered open right as Matt pulled back from his lips.
“Matt.” Trevor sounded both happy and sleepy. His hand came out from under the blankets to cup Matt’s cheek. “I love you.”
Matt gasped and jerked his head up to look at Niall. Niall smiled but didn’t say anything. Matt’s gaze swung back toward Trevor, and he gathered the smaller man close.
“I love you too.” Matt’s hand reached out for Niall, who’d sat beside him on the bed. “I love you both very much.”
One of Trevor’s slender arms came around Matt’s neck, and the other hand rested on Niall’s chest. Their heads moved together, and Niall shared in his first three-way kiss. Three sets of lips, three tongues, none more demanding than another, all working in harmony to convey love and trust and unity.