Page 51 of Absolution

Con stepped into the shower. His body was all tattoo and sinew. Beneath the tattoos were a network of scars that we never talked about. His pain put to skin. Years of family trauma broken down to cutting that even endless days of video game demon slaying could not exorcise.

I reached for him, hand sliding up his shoulder to cup his face. He worried at his bottom lip and I pulled him forward into a kiss. A few seconds passed, and I feared he’d pull away since he didn’t respond, but then he was kissing me back, a heated battle of lips, tongue and need. Luca’s rhythm changed, and Con gasped. I looked down to find Luca stroking us both, tasting one and then the other, bobbing back and forth.

I fell back into Con’s kiss, careful of my teeth, though he didn’t seem to notice. My hand on his face moved to a grip on the back of his head, turning him just so we could meet for a better taste. He groaned into my mouth. I reached down and found Luca’s hair with my other hand, gripping it, letting him feel the slight edge of pain, and hearing his pleasured gasp as he worked Con and I together.

And wasn’t that an amazing feeling. The hot brand of a dick against mine, slick with spit, water, and pre-come. We both moved our hips, Con and I in flux. Luca used a hand for each, licking the seam between us. It didn’t matter in that moment all the backgrounds we’d come from, our history, baggage, or memories. We were one, a lightning rod of pleasure, awakening in a fury of sensation. Con let out a strangled cry, the first of us to come as he let loose in Luca’s fist.

Luca’s hold on us loosened as he came, his face buried against my thigh, where there was the tiniest little sting. I said nothing, though his mouth sucked at me, making me feel like I could come over and over again. His face so close to my balls, teeth in such a sensitive area of my body, that I trembled with the force of my orgasm. My body erupting in a final bit of heat I couldn’t recall ever being so sweet.

Con took my cries and fed at my mouth. If he saw Luca’s bite, he didn’t react to it. Luca finished with a firm lick to heal my thigh, and let out a long sigh. We all sank to the floor encased in a mass of arms and legs, the water streaming over us, washing away spunk, sweat, and sleepiness.

Luca lay his head on my shoulder, while Con sprawled against my side. “I could do that again in another twenty minutes or so,” Luca remarked.

Con snorted. “He’s like the energizer bunny on heroin.”

I smiled. “I could be up for another round in a bit. But maybe you plebes should clean up a bit?” None of us were really under the spray anymore.

Luca pointed to a smear of come on my hip. “Whose was that?”

I didn’t know. Mine? Maybe Con’s? Or had Luca scored a shot that high. “I guess we should all get squeaky clean.” I reached for the shower sponge and soap.

“That gel makes for great lube,” Luca remarked.

“Energizer bunny,” Con restated.

I laughed.

Chapter 16

Two more rounds of blow jobs and hand jobs in the shower and I was not only well fed, but well fucked to start the day. Who knew having two lovers would be such a good thing? At least I’d chosen these men. I sighed as the old memory of Matthew’s manyfriendscrept up, irritated with myself that I hadn’t been able to just leave it all in the dirt where I’d been buried.

We dressed and Con was digging through the fridge trying to find normal food when the door to the apartment opened. We all froze, that sort of deer in headlights look on our faces, like we were caught doing something inappropriate, only we were all dressed and being domestic. But it was Seiran with the twins in a stroller. He glanced in first, saw us and then entered the apartment before closing and locking the door behind him.

He looked better rested, but no less stressed.

“Everything okay?” I asked him.

He gave me a tight smile. “I was hoping you were done with your little party, and when things quieted down, I headed up.” He glanced at Con and Luca. “You guys want some food? I need to cook to de-stress and have no one to cook for but me.”

Little party? Had he somehow sensed we were having sex?

“Food is always good,” Con said. “Just nothing too spicy.”

“And no mint for you, right? ‘Cause you’re allergic. How about you, Luca? Any allergies?” Seiran parked the twins and locked the wheels of the stroller beside the counter and began unpacking their things.

“No allergies,” Luca said. “Other than intense sunlight.”

“Yeah?” Seiran said. “Are all dhampirs sensitive?”

“I’ve heard it’s common,” Luca agreed.

Seiran nodded like he was filing it away for later knowledge. He opened the hall closet and pulled out a big cylindrical bag. It wasn’t until he pulled out something full of rods that I realized it was a portable playpen. He set it up like he’d already done it a hundred times and then got the babies settled. They couldn’t move much yet, but the pen kept them from wiggling into something.

“The pantry should be full, right?” Seiran asked as he parked the stroller by the door and kicked off his shoes.

“Kelly unpacked a bunch of stuff yesterday. Said it was for meal prep,” Con answered.

“Good,” Seiran said as he headed into the kitchen and began pulling out ingredients.