Chapter 35
AIDEN
A WEEK LATER
O f course, it wasn’t as simple as that.
Jared and Alex couldn’t just drop everything and fly over to see me.
Jared had interviews and press junkets, some solo, a few with Dylan. Most were about Jagged Edge , but no matter what, the reporters had questions about his love life.
Christ, I don’t know how he did it. I would’ve snapped at the first one and told the rest to bugger off.
But I had my own battles too, as calls and texts and emails flooded me.
The tabloids wanted a comment, a photo, an exclusive about my relationship with Jared and Alex.
They’d also printed a story about each of our backgrounds, and fucking hell, did people really give a fuck about where what kind of car I drove?
Human nature never ceased to amaze…
To distract myself, I poured all my energy into getting my home office set up.
I’d crammed all the crap I’d accumulated at the firm into my third bedroom and now I barely had room to breathe, let alone sit down and work. Lairin had been kind enough to offer to help me sort and organize things.
And after a week or doing just that, culling, and organizing, I insisted on paying her, to which she replied, ‘I’ve been on the clock since we left the firm a week ago.’
Well, shite, good to know.
She had faith that I would have a full schedule in no time, which was more than I could say. I told her it might take a while, but she ignored me and got things up and running as usual.
I’d fielded several calls from former clients, many of them in the entertainment industry, asking about what had happened and whether I would still represent them.
I’d worried that given the press, and under the circumstances, I wouldn’t hear from anyone.
But I had clients who would only work with me, and they were ready to sign.
The firm had couriered my buyout papers the day after I announced my resignation.
I’d signed them, sent them back, and started a new job as a solo barrister.
Was I nervous? Fuck yes.
Was I afraid for my future? No. I’d always been independent and single-minded, so working for myself felt like the most natural thing in the world.
And it turns out, more information about Seuter’s past began to reveal itself.
After reading about Jared’s lawsuit, three additional actors came forward with allegations of harassment against Seuter. Not only that, but I received new inquiries from other actors who’d been harassed on the job and wanted to know their recourse.
“I told you,” Lairin smiled at me smugly over a cuppa as we stood in my kitchen, taking a break. “You’ve got a full roster already. People didn’t sign on because of anyone else at that stupid firm, they signed on because of you.”
“You may be right.” I took a sip of my tea and nodded.
“Of course, I’m right. I got a text from Stephen and apparently, Fulman is scrambling to bring on someone new to replace your business, but so far, no takers.
And Barrow’s screaming bloody murder since she’s taken over most of your files.
Or the ones that wanted to stay with the firm. Her assistant can’t keep up.”
“It may seem odd to say, but I’m incredibly happy to be working for myself. I’m always too blunt and take-charge to fit in well with groups.”
“What about your boyfriends?” Lairin smirked.
I threw a tea towel at her.
“That’s different. They accept my snark and my bossiness. In fact?—”
“Enough said,” she waved me off.
“So what’s next, boss?” I quipped.
Lairin gave me a choice finger. “I’ve got a new work number set up for you, but when people call, it goes to my mobile first. Hopefully that helps with the media inquiries.”
I shrugged my shoulders. “It’ll quiet down. Jared assured me that there’s always another Hollywood scandal about to erupt and we’ll be yesterday’s news soon enough.”
“Speaking of Jared, when are he and Alex arriving?”
“In four hours,” I replied with a wide grin. “They’ll be staying on for two whole weeks.”
“Shall I take two weeks’ off?”
“You shall. In fact,” I paused my comment and walked back to my office. I returned a minute later with a check for Lairin. “Your first paycheck, plus two weeks’ vacation. You’ve earned it.”
“Aiden!” Lairin set down her cup and gave me a hug.
I patted her gently and then drew back. “Okay, no more hugging. Back to work.”
“Will I get to meet them?” she asked as she grabbed a ginger biscuit and dipped it in her tea. “I feel like I know them already, given how much you talk about them. And of course, when Jared calls, he loves to hear my stories about you.”
“What stories?”
“Oh, nothing.” Her face reddened. “Lunch next week? Off the clock, of course.”
“Sounds good. I’ll make a reso. Invite Nathaniel.”
“My boyfriend is going to lose it when he hears that he’ll be meeting Jared. Do you think Jared could get Dylan to send me an autograph?” Lairin asked.
“Better yet, I’ll text Dylan with my new work number, and you can speak to him yourself.”
Lairin fanned herself. “I think I’m too excited to do any more work today.”
I rolled my eyes. “Don’t tell Dylan that. His ego’s big enough already.”
Before she could reply, her mobile rang and that was the end of our break. Lairin stayed for another two hours and then left at seven to head home.
After she was gone, I hopped in the shower and got ready. I’d changed three times, unsure what to wear. I decided on casual jeans and a t-shirt, along with a blazer.
Before I left, I double-checked the apartment and made sure everything was in order. I’d stocked up enough food and supplies to last us a few days. My lovers and I wouldn’t be leaving my condo for a long, long time.
I’d also hired a driver to pick them up from the airport. I was far too worked up to be able to concentrate on the road.
With the usual traffic, it felt like forever and the longer we waited, the more my legs shuffled up and down, my knees bouncing. I hadn’t been this excited to see anyone in, well, ever.
Phone calls and texts and video calls were good, but I missed them.
Hearing their laughter, watching them sleep, touching them, kissing them. Fuck, I had to stop those kinds of thoughts before I popped a boner in the middle of the airport.
When we finally pulled up to the arrivals gate, I leapt out of the car and wove in and out of the massive crowds of people to find the right gate.
I glanced at the sign board and saw that their flight had just landed.
With a dozen pink peonies in one hand and my heart in the other, I watched the throngs of people filing in.
The next time we all flew together, we would charter our own plane. No crowded terminals, no prying eyes.
And I knew exactly where I was taking them.
I noticed Alex first, his arm slung around Jared’s shoulders, protective as always. He looked around, and when his blue eyes landed on me, I swear my heart skipped a beat.
Then Jared looked up and I was all but running to meet them.
All three of us collided in a less-than-graceful tangle of hugs and kisses. And crushed flowers.
Jared’s lips latched on to mine and I trembled when I got my first taste of him.
“Let’s keep moving you three, we’ve got a fecking crowd building. Let’s go, let’s go!”
What was Kiernan doing here?
“Why’s he here?” I asked as I pulled back, rudely ignoring Kiernan in favor of kissing Alex. God, I’d missed his kisses.
“Jared still needs a bodyguard, sweetheart. We talked about this yesterday.”
I don’t think I noticed anything on the call, other than the confirmation of Alex and Jared’s arrival time. I was too overwhelmed by happiness.
“He’s not staying with us,” I growled.
I’d been away from my men for three very long weeks, and we were going to spend every waking moment together fucking each other’s brains out.
Until my neighbors called the building association. Or the police. Whatever came first.
That meant no interruptions.
“Yes and no. One of your neighbors has a short-term rental, so Kiernan will be staying down the hall. Far enough away but still close if we need him.”
“The only thing we might need is a lube refill.”
Kiernan snorted and slapped his stomach.
I finally turned to the blond bodyguard. “How are you, Kiernan? I’d apologize for my lack of manners, but you know me by now.”
“No worries. I could see you were busy shoving yer tongue down Jared’s throat.”
Alex and Jared laughed their arses off. I shook my head and ignored Kiernan’s joke.
“Let’s go home.” I slipped in the middle, my boyfriends on either side.
Jared held on to the flowers while we walked and talked. If people stopped and stared, I didn’t notice. I was too caught up in Jared’s smile and Alex’s scent. My men were back home with me. Right where they belonged.
We arrived at my condo an hour and a half later. Kiernan helped us with the luggage, then ambled off down the hallway to his rental.
I ushered my lovers inside.
We were a frenzy of hastily thrown clothes and frantic touches.
Stumbling into the living room, Jared pushed me down on the sofa, straddling my lap.
“Stay with me,” I whispered in between heated kisses.
“Yes.”
Alex stood at the end of the sofa, watching over us, taking his own dick in hand. Jared gave me one last kiss and then slid off my lap, on his hands and knees, facing Alex.
“I want you to fuck me while I suck Alex off,” Jared whispered. “I want to be filled up with your cum, Aiden.”
Alex guided his heavy cock into Jared’s mouth. I watched Alex’s face, the pure bliss that washed over his expression. His eyes locked on Jared, then on me. My cock throbbed, and pre-cum leaked all over my stomach.
God, how I’d missed them.
Nothing was as satisfying as being with my men.
I slid down the sofa and got behind Jared, licking his smooth arse cheeks, sliding down his crease and right over his tight little hole.
I shoved my face in and ate him out in desperate, hungry licks and nibbles that had Jared writhing as he moved back and forth, chasing the pleasure in his arse and the huge cock in his mouth.
His muffled moan was the best sound I’d heard in weeks.
I reached over, and grabbed the tube of lube from the coffee table. I’d stashed lube in every room of the condo, like hidden Christmas presents just waiting to be opened.
It certainly felt like Christmas morning to me.
Jared and Alex were the only fucking gifts I ever wanted.
I slid one then two slicked fingers in Jared’s arse, and his hips pushed back, seeking more.
Alex’s hips began to pump faster.
“Not yet,” I demanded as I looked at Alex.
His body shuddered.
“I’m so close,” he moaned as he lowered his hands and gripped Jared’s hair.
“I’m in charge, not you. You come, and Jared comes, when I say so.”
Alex’s blue eyes were molten, electric with desire as he obeyed my command.
He loved it when I took charge. His nipples hardened and goosebumps popped up all over his tattooed skin.
He licked his lips and nodded, moving in and out of Jared’s mouth slowly now.
“That’s it. You’re so good for me, love. Just let Jared and me take care of you. We’re going to give you everything you need,” I moaned, and Alex closed his eyes, a deep rumbling groan tumbling out of his chest.
I pushed my slick cock in Jared’s arse, watching as his body swallowed me up. Running a hand up his back, I gripped his shoulder.
“Are you ready, sweetheart?” I gave his shoulder one squeeze. “Tap my thigh once if you’re okay. Twice if you need to stop.”
Jared touched a shaky hand to my leg once.
Alex’s grip tightened in Jared’s hair, his knuckles turning white.
I fucked Jared with smooth, steady strokes as he rocked back and forth between me and Alex. With Alex guiding Jared’s head, I took over the rhythm for all three of us.
I didn’t know what was hotter.
Me fucking Jared, Jared sucking Alex, Alex watching me…
It was sensual overload.
I placed one foot on the floor to get more leverage and pushed inside Jared with shorter, harder strokes.
“That’s it, take all of my cock,” Alex growled as he threw his head back. “Fuck, Jared, your mouth is wicked.”
I reached underneath and tugged Jared’s cock, my hand keeping pace with my hips as I moved faster and faster.
Jared’s muffled moans turned to whimpers and his body began to quake.
His tight hole spasmed around my dick. “Come for us, love.”
Jared’s dick twitched and then my hand was covered in hot cum as he whimpered and moaned. The feel and smell of his release only heightened my arousal.
I looked at Alex again and he was biting his lip, trying to hold on to his control.
“Next time Jared and I are going to fuck your perfect arse. Do you want that, love? Do you want to feel both of our cocks inside you at the same time?”
“Aiden!” Alex roared and pumped his hips frantically, fucking Jared’s face.
“That’s it, love, let go,” I moaned out as I watched.
Alex’s arms were shaking, and then his whole body went rigid.
“Yes, yes!” Alex roared.
Watching his release ignited my own.
Alex slowly stepped back, panting and rubbing his chest, his spent cock dripping with cum.
I pounded Jared’s arse as he gripped the arm of the sofa.
“Harder,” Jared moaned, his voice hoarse. “God, I think I’m going to come again.”
“Yes,” I hissed as the pleasure in my balls spread.
All I could hear was the filthy sound of my balls slapping his arsecheeks and the creak of the sofa underneath us.
“Love you,” I panted.
My throbbing dick twitched, deep in the heat of Jared’s arse.
Suddenly, the intense pulse of my climax raced through my veins. Everything in my vision receded and pleasure suffused my body as my orgasm took hold.
“Aiden!” Jared cried out.
His arms collapsed as I slowed my movements.
I panted heavily as I stared down at Jared, watching my cum dripping out of his hole. Fuck, I loved that he was mine. They both were.
Alex slid up beside us and kissed me.
No, it wasn’t just a kiss, but a claiming.
“Welcome home,” I panted.
Truer words had never been said.