“Yeah.”
“Is everything okay?” I ask, hyper-aware I’m naked in bed with his brother. Gilbert said they’ve had threesomes together, but I can’t help the frisson of nerves that goes through me, as if I got caught doing something naughty.
Which I am, I guess.
But there’s also a thrill to it, a tingle that warms my skin and makes deep, dark fantasies dance through my mind. I find myself wanting to pull Gilbert closer with one hand, and Thomas with the other. To see just what it would be like to have sex with two men at once.
Thomas nods and puts his finger to his lips, eyes going to his twin. “Yes. I wanted to check on you.”
“I’m fine.”
He shoots me a dubious look. “You keep saying that, but you’ve taken one hell of a beating several nights in a row.”
“I know,” I say, and sit up, keeping the blanket over my breasts. Thomas has seen them before. They’ve been in his hands…his mouth… There’s no point in being shy. And, like Gilbert said, I shouldn’t feel guilt or shame over doing what I want. “I have to use the bathroom.” I throw back the covers and get up, knowing he’s checking out my bare ass as I walk.
I pee, wash my hands, and go back to the room, finding Thomas sitting on the edge of the bed. I want this. I want them. I get back under the covers, brushing Gilbert’s hair out of his eyes. I settle against the pillows and extend a hand to Thomas.
“Aren’t you tired?” he asks, moving closer.
“Yeah, but I can’t sleep.”
“What’s bugging you?” he asks. “And I mean other than almost dying tonight.”
“I feel like I have no idea what I’m doing, or if I’m even doing the right thing anymore.” The confession is like a weight off my chest.
“What do you mean? You’re fighting vampires. How is that not the right thing?” He lies back, sandwiching me between his body and Gilbert’s. I lean back, too, pulling the blankets over the three of us. In his sleep, Gilbert snakes an arm around me. I nuzzle against him, finding his presence calming.
“The girl at the club…I made sure she got back to the crowd and just assumed she’d find her friends and get home safe. The old Ace wouldn’t have done that. I’ve always been thorough. Followed through with everything and made sure the small details were taken care of. I might not have rid the world of crime, but I felt like I was making the city a safer place, little by little. Now…now it feels like I’m poking the dragon, and once he wakes up, innocent villagers will be burned alive in his fury and it’ll all be my fault.”
“That’s a common misconception, you know. Dragons are rather friendly.”
“Dragons are real—never mind. I can’t get into that right now, especially if it’s true.”
“You’re not doing the wrong thing, if that helps.” Thomas resituates his wings under the blanket.
“It kinda does. And kinda doesn’t. It’s stupid, I know.”
“Sleep, Ace.”
I yawn. “You guys keep telling me that. Do I look that bad or something?”
“No,” Thomas says with a laugh. “But we know how little you’ve slept, and how much energy it takes to do magic. Even when you don’t mean to.”
“Yeah, true. By tomorrow I’m guessing I’ll be so exhausted I won’t be able to lie awake and agonize over how much I’ve screwed up. I’ll pass out as soon as I’m in bed.”
“I think you’re joking, but it’s not funny.” He cocks an eyebrow. “Roll over.”
I turn, facing Gilbert, and bring my leg up over his. My back is to Thomas, and he starts rubbing my back, kneading my sore muscles.
“Mmmhhh,” I moan. “That feels good.”
“What feels good?” Gilbert mumbles, eyes slitting open. He pushes his hips forward against mine. “Oh,” he says when he runs his hands down my back and feels Thomas’s fingers working away at a knot.
Instead of turning away, he brings his hands up to my face, tips my chin to his, and kisses me. His tongue slips into my mouth and his cock grows hard, pressing into my thigh. I arch my back, nipples rubbing against his chest. Thomas keeps rubbing my back and Gilbert deepens the kiss.
“Is this all right?” Gilbert whispers, and knowing he’s concerned with me enjoying this in every single aspect only makes me want this more. I feel safe around them. They’re not going to push me further than I want to go.
His hands travel down my body, moving me over just enough to stroke my clit. Having two men do everything in their power to please me at the same time is in-fucking-credible.
Gilbert pushes a finger inside my pussy, spreading my wetness. I’m about to come, and he doesn’t stop this time. I cry out as I come, body shuddering from the overload of pleasure.
Once my heart stops racing, I reach down and take a hold of Gilbert’s cock, slowly stroking him. He lets out a moan and moves so he can kiss me as I jerk him off. I circle my thumb around the tip of his cock and gently bite his lip.
Then he pushes me back and moves down under the covers. I roll onto my back, heart racing at the thought of what’s coming. Gilbert is skilled with his tongue.
He spreads my legs and moves between, keeping the blankets over me so I don’t get cold, though what he’s doing is so fucking hot, I don’t think that’ll be an issue. I moan when his tongue runs over my clit. Thomas gets up and shuts the door, then comes back into bed. He leans over me, lips on mine, and stays out of Gilbert’s way while sparing no attention to me.
They really have done this before.
Gilbert works his tongue and my breathing quickens, making it hard to kiss Thomas. He moves his mouth to my neck, kissing and sucking at my flesh as Gilbert continues to pleasure me.
Feebly, I reach for Thomas, trying to untie his pants. He brings his hand to mine, helping me find the tie to pull. He moves up and his hard cock presses into my hand. As soon as I start stroking him, Gilbert flicks my clit with his tongue and I lose control as I come.
Gilbert keeps his mouth on me, not stopping until my body is shuddering. Then he moves up, kisses me, and goes back to my side. Gently, he pushes me away and onto my side so that my ass is against him and I’m facing Thomas, who’s patiently waiting out of the way before getting into bed along with us.
He’s facing me and pushes my damp hair over my shoulder. Gilbert’s hard cock is pressing against my bare ass, and Thomas’s is against my thigh. This is really happening. Two guys who want me enough to take me at the same time. I’ve never felt more desired in my whole life.
Gilbert’s hand settles on my waist, and I arch my back, offering myself to him. He lines up my hips to his cock, and slides one hand down to the back of my thigh. I part my legs, willing his large cock inside. Nerves still on end from the orgasm he just gave me, every thrust and movement feels so fucking amazing.
I sweep my hand down Thomas’s body and push his own hand away. Wrapping my fingers around his cock, I start pumping my hand up and down at the same time Gilbert is fucking me. Pleasure builds in all three of us at a rapid pace, and we finish at nearly the same time.
I fall back, exhausted, heart hammering and blood pumping. Nothing has ever made me feel more satisfied, more alive, more empowered than that. Thomas takes my hand and traces circles in my palm with his thumb. Gilbert wraps his large frame around mine again, kissing the back of my neck. Nestled against him, I’m safe and warm.
I fall asleep instantly.
“Son of a bitch!” I throw the covers back, blinking in the bright sunlight. I just woke up and have no idea what time it is. I’m alone in bed, obviously, and, judging by the amount of sunlight streaming into the room, sunrise was well over an hour ago. Probably more.