Eduard
Sawyer grunted at him. “You were comfortable. Come back.”
Sawyer nodded. “I won’t lie and say that I understand all the nitty gritty details, but I know I’m okay with something more between us. I talked to Draco about it. I hope you understand that I couldn’t risk losing his friendship, even though I was… am… really attracted to you.”
Sawyer closed his eyes and smiled. “I kinda think I’m dreaming. I mean, you’re just… and Draco, too? And both of you are… Man. I really must be dreaming.”
Sawyer opened one eye and gave him a suspicious look.
Eduard grinned and offered him a strawberry from the dish of fruit on the tray. “Of course, I’d have to join you. I had a very large tub installed in the master bathroom. I’d hate for you to fall asleep and drown. No, it’s better if I assist.”
And there was the smile again.
“That sounds good,” Sawyer said.
Eduard held up a bite of cheese and Sawyer nipped it from between his fingers.
“I can feed myself, you know.”
“I’m well aware,” Eduard replied. He held up a nice plump blackberry and ran it across Sawyer’s bottom lip. “But would you deny me this simple pleasure?”
Sawyer huffed and closed his lips around the fruit. Eduard leaned in and teased his lips again, tasting the juices before pulling away and providing another bite for Sawyer to nibble.
“You’re going to spoil me,” Sawyer said. He took a bite of Eduard’s next offering, a slice of melon wrapped in prosciutto, without further complaint.
“You have no idea,” Eduard promised. “Now drink some water while I go start the bath.”
“Sir, yes sir.” Sawyer gave him a saucy grin that was spoiled when he popped another bite of cantaloupe in his mouth.
Eduard couldn’t hide his smile as he went into the master bath and started the water. Once he’d adjusted the water for temperature, he returned to the bedroom. Sawyer had the glass of water in his hand, half drained.
“You’re a bit dehydrated,” Eduard said. “I can have Cecil—”
“Nope. Not until after our bath. Cecil isn’t coming anywhere near here while I’m naked.”
Eduard snickered, but didn’t point out that Cecil was who helped Draco get Sawyer changed out of his soiled clothes earlier. He’d be mortified if he realized exactly what had happened during his seizure, or that Cecil had already seen all of him. He’d let that realization come another day.
The bedroom door opened and Andvari stood at the entrance. He looked back and forth between them, not saying anything. Eduard waited, having learned that Andvari often needed time to process things.
“We were just going to get in the bath,” Eduard said.
Andvari turned to Sawyer. “You’re okay?”
“I am,” Sawyer said. “Thank you for helping earlier.”
“I just drove the car.”
“Well, thank you for doing that.”
“I’ll leave you to your bath. Don’t fall asleep.”
Sawyer grinned as he closed the door behind him. “Man, he’s a worrywart, isn’t he?”
“You could say that,” Eduard replied. Of course, Andvari was actually unfamiliar with humans. He’d picked up on that from their early days together while they helped Henry through his visions.
Andvari had spent most of his time with other vampires, who were known for being sturdy and hard to kill. Henry and Sawyer’s human fragility scared him more than he cared to admit, especially as the responsibility for keeping them safe weighed on him.
“Can we bring the tray into the bathroom?”
“We can. But it’ll take the tub a few minutes to fill. Go ahead and eat.” Eduard returned to the bath to add some salts and oils to the steaming water. Sawyer’s muscles would thank him for it later.
When he returned to the bedroom, Sawyer had moved the tray and had slid his legs off the bed. He’d paled considerably. Eduard rushed to his side. “What happened?”
“I moved,” Sawyer said. “I think the sexy bath time I’m imagining isn’t going to happen. At least not today. I feel like I got beat up.”
Eduard ran his hand over Sawyer’s head and pulled him close. “You’re okay.”
Sawyer grimaced but tried to stand. His legs wobbled.
Enough.
Eduard scooped him up and held him for the short walk into the bathroom.
“Ugh, this is really making me feel as far from sexy as possible. Isn’t it supposed to be sexy for some big strong man to scoop you up and whisk you away?”
“I can do that later. For now, how about you think its sexy that I don’t let you fall and break something?”
“Yeah, that’s probably a good idea. Then again, I think you’re sexy all the time so it’s not exactly a hardship.”
Eduard grinned and sat Sawyer down on the edge of the tub. They’d dressed him in some of Henry’s clothes earlier, so he reached for the hem of the shirt and guided it up. Sawyer’s eyes locked onto his, and he helped him ease his arms out carefully before lifting it over his head.
Then he knelt and ran his hands slowly up Sawyer’s legs, teasing the shorts they’d used to cover him before hooking his hands beneath the waist and moving them down.
“Lift up,” he whispered.
Sawyer complied, wincing with the effort but pushing up far enough that Eduard was able to slide the fabric over his hips and down his legs.
Eduard leaned in and pressed a quick kiss to Sawyer’s chest, then teased his way upward to his neck. “You’re so beautiful. I can’t wait to touch you.”
Sawyer reached for the buttons on his shirt and gave them a tug. “Get this off,” he demanded.
Eduard pushed to his feet and quickly removed his own clothes.
Sawyer watched his every move. He licked his lips and his breath quickened as every inch of skin was revealed.
Eduard wasn’t a bashful man. His body was beautiful, his muscles lean and sculpted, his skin a pale gold that highlighted his form.
He paused when he finished undressing and let Sawyer look his fill. When he finally raised his eyes to meet Eduard’s, they were filled with want. He quickly moved to Sawyer’s side and scooped him up again. Once he stepped into the water, he lowered them together to one of the seating areas.
Bathing was one of Eduard’s fondest luxuries, and he’d not skimped on the master bath in any way.
Instead of a typical bathtub, he’d installed a large whirlpool bath that could easily fit four men.
He’d seen hot tubs smaller than this bath, and although it was quite the indulgence, Eduard loved the added luxury.
Once they were settled, he adjusted Sawyer’s position, encouraging him to straddle Eduard’s lap. He didn’t have to encourage too much.
Even though his muscles obviously protested, Sawyer seemed eager to keep them pressed together. His face had already started to flush as the heated water warmed him through. Eduard reached behind him and flipped the switch to start the jets.
The moment the bubbles began to form, Sawyer leaned his head back with a groan.
He’d placed them in a little corner where the jets shot inward from each side.
Sawyer was getting the benefit of multiple bursts of water massaging him from different angles.
Eduard was enjoying others pounding into his back.
He added his touch to the jets work, massaging Sawyer’s thigh muscles then sliding his hands around to his back.
He dug his thumbs into the tense muscles in his lower back, enjoying a groan of pleasure from Sawyer for his trouble.
Then he slipped lower still, cupping Sawyer’s pert ass and giving it a squeeze.
“Your hands,” Sawyer moaned. “Draco said they were wonderful.”
“He did, did he?”
“Hmm,” Sawyer said. “Do that again.”
Eduard complied, giving him another squeeze and pulling his cheeks wider. Then he slipped his fingers down so they teased at Sawyer’s hole, earning him another of Sawyer’s sweet sounds.
The bathroom door opened, but Sawyer was too lost in sensation to realize. Eduard rubbed his finger against Sawyer’s entrance as Draco’s eyes locked on his from the doorway. Sawyer bit his lips and whimpered.
“You coming in?” Eduard asked.
Sawyer turned in alarm toward the door, but immediately relaxed when he saw Draco standing there.
“Depends on what Sawyer wants,” Draco replied.
“Uh, Sawyer wants you naked and in this tub right now,” Sawyer demanded.
Draco laughed and tugged his shirt over his head.
His pants were next and then the dragon was gloriously naked.
Where Eduard was long and lean, Draco was a muscled mass of man.
He had the broad muscles and back of the dragons, and the rest of him was equally stunning from his rippled abs to his thick thighs.
Eduard spun Sawyer around, settling him with his back to Eduard’s chest. “Look at the pretty dragon,” he murmured into Sawyer’s ear. “Think he can help me loosen up these tense muscles of yours?”
Sawyer nodded, his hips already moving in an instinctual rhythm.
Draco stepped into the tub, then moved through the water to Sawyer. He ran his hands over Sawyer’s arms, then down his side. His fingers brushed Eduard’s stomach, drawing a heated groan from him and a second from Sawyer.
Draco grinned and leaned in closer, hooking his chin on Sawyer’s shoulder. “He’s pretty, isn’t he?”
Eduard nodded.
One of Draco’s hands came up and cupped the back of Eduard’s head. He let himself be pulled in and tangled his lips with the dragon’s.
Heat flared between them and Sawyer whimpered. The water sloshed as they moved, especially as Sawyer tried to wiggle his way around to a better view.
Eduard stilled him with a touch, sliding his arm around to take Sawyer’s cock in his hand. It earned him another pretty sound, this one causing Draco to pull back and turn his attention to Sawyer.
“Oh, he’s got you now, doesn’t he?” Draco said. His grin was wicked as he took in Sawyer’s flushed face. “He’s good at it, isn’t he? I knew he would be. Those hands of his are sinful. Is he wrapped around you real snug?”
Sawyer moaned and nodded, reaching out to steady himself on Draco’s shoulders. Eduard couldn’t tear his eyes away from them. Sawyer’s lips parted, gasping in breaths with each stroke of Eduard’s hand.