Page 27 of Lane (East Dremest Mafia #5)

LANE

The food was amazing. I would have lied if I said I wanted to stay and enjoy the company. I couldn’t wait to get my hands on Alton and Raiden. Raiden made it clear by the looks he gave that we weren’t just sleeping.

Alton and I had been letting Raiden lead. We weren’t in a rush. Raiden needed time to process what had happened. Tonight, he was more relaxed and smiled every so often.

I wondered if it meant we’d be getting back to work. Jordan kept my tasks few and light this week. When Raiden showered in the morning and dressed like it was business as usual, I took it to mean he needed the distraction.

We didn’t handle large or lengthy tasks. These were more along the lines of payments not received, so threats had to be made. I would do it for as long as Raiden needed, although I itched for more. I wouldn’t push Raiden though. Nor would I work without him.

After dinner and dessert, we said our goodbyes and took the stairs down to Raiden’s apartment. We’d been staying with him every night.

Would we continue now that he was opening up again? We said we loved each other. It was a huge step. However, what changed about our dynamic?

Those thoughts were shoved away the moment we were inside, and Raiden started stripping off his clothes. Alton looked at me in question. I shrugged and took mine off too.

The only light came from the dimmed recessed ones in the kitchen. They were enough to see each other and the space around us without being too bright.

“What do you need?” Alton asked Raiden. All week Alton and I had been on the same page. Words weren’t required. It was instinctual.

“Both of you,” Raiden answered. “Take me, use me, make me forget anything but us. I want to block the rest of the world out.”

“We can do that,” I answered when Alton didn’t. I glanced at Alton and saw his hand on his cock, holding but not stroking.

“Lay on your back on the bed,” I told Raiden. “Knees up. Show us where you need us most. I’ll get you ready for Al. Once he’s inside you, I’m going to feed you my cock, while you fuck my hole with your fingers.” There was more I wanted to do but held back. Overwhelming Raiden was a hard hell no.

Raiden didn’t move right away, instead reaching out for us.

Alton and I each took a hand and let him lead us to his bedroom.

There was vulnerability in his eyes. Raiden had let us see every part of him since he lost his father.

We didn’t need his words to understand how angry and sad he was.

To see the way he stood near his mom protectively when we were outside the building.

Or how his hands fisted when Jordan spoke about finding who killed his dad and getting revenge.

We all knew the local police department, where his parents had lived, was going to do the bare minimum to solve the case.

They might have had Raiden and Reghan not worked for Jordan.

It didn't matter. Jordan would find those responsible.

Raiden released our hands inside the bedroom so he could do as I said and position himself on the bed as well as get the lube. His legs were brought up so he could hold the backs of his thighs, exposing himself, showing his trust in us.

Taking the lube where he’d placed it on the bed, I sat and coated my fingers with just enough so he’d let me in. My finger circled his hole, causing him to jerk and gasp. His eyes closed as he gave himself over to the sensations that were no doubt rolling through him.

The first finger I pushed into him had his body rocking, seeking out more. It wasn’t long before his muscles relaxed. It was time to add a second finger. The slower I went, the more eager he became until he was a writhing mess, begging us to touch and fuck him.

One of the things I left off my instructions was how Raiden would get off. I’d leave that to Alton once he was inside him. If Raiden still hadn’t come by the time I spilled down his throat, I’d swallow his cock.

With Raiden stretched and Alton barely staying still on the other side of the bed, I withdrew my fingers and asked Raiden for his hand so I could give him lube to use on me. Alton took the lube next to slick himself.

My eyes stayed on Alton as he leaned over Raiden, placing his body between Raiden’s legs and kissing him. It was tender and sweet. Raiden cupped the back of Alton’s neck to hold him in place. A single tear slid from Raiden’s closed eyes.

I moved so I could run my hands over Alton and Raiden.

As soon as they broke apart, Raiden turned his head toward me, seeking me out.

I kissed him harder than Alton did, owning him as my tongue swept into his mouth.

We didn’t stop kissing as Alton entered him.

I knew the moment he did because Raiden gasped against my lips.

That was my cue to move into position. I backed away from Raiden and pulled myself into a kneeling position so I could put my body over his, my legs spread, a hand against the wall to hold myself up.

I took my cock in my other hand and placed it in front of Raiden’s parted and waiting lips.

Inch by inch, I entered his wet, warm mouth while Alton fucked him, Raiden’s body moving on the bed.

Once I was as far as I could go, I placed both hands on the wall and began a slow glide in and out of his mouth.

“God, you’re good at taking my cock,” I told Raiden.

His throat relaxed, allowing me to go farther. He needed to breathe so I only went deep for a moment before backing off.

I was so lost in the velvet of his mouth. I forgot about telling him to finger fuck me. Luckily, he remembered. His finger didn’t breech me slowly. He pushed in fast and hard. I cried out at the sensation, loving him taking me like this.

“Fuck, you two are beautiful,” Alton said, his breath coming in pants behind me.

It had been too long since we’d touched like we were.

Between Alton’s words and sounds, to how their skin slapped, to Raiden choking on me, I wouldn’t last. A few more pumps of my hips and I came hard, pushing my cock deep into Raiden’s throat.

His finger never stopped moving in me, drawing out my pleasure.

When I finally pulled back, Raiden had tears on his cheeks, and a string of cum stuck from my cock to his lips. Climbing off him, I kissed him quickly before returning the favor. My lips wrapped around him, sucking him in.

Alton fisted my hair, holding me tightly as he climaxed, calling out our names. Raiden had a hand on my neck, touching me too, while I worked his cock.

It was mere seconds until he thrashed on the bed and started spilling into my mouth. I swallowed as much as I could, some of it seeping from the corners of my lips.

I collapsed onto the bed, my head resting on Raiden's thigh. His fingers began combing through my hair. A calm fell over me. I was sated and warm with the two men I loved.

“We should shower,” Alton suggested.

None of us moved.

Eventually, it was Raiden who shifted beneath me, taking away my pillow. I groaned and swatted at him half-heartedly.

Alton laughed. “Let's go, Lane. We’re not showering without you.”

“Tired. Leave me be.” It felt good to joke with them again. There was a sudden slap on my left ass cheek. “Fuck,” I bit out. I lifted my head to find Raiden was the culprit. “You had to slap my ass? You couldn’t carry me to the shower and bathe me with your tongue?”

“Can’t,” he replied. “Tired.” The sexy smirk he gave me had me breaking out in laughter.

“God, you’re such an asshole.” That time he did throw me over his shoulder and smacked my other cheek.

"Yeah, but I’m yours and Alton’s.”

“Al, how could you let him handle me in such a way? I’m fragile.”

Alton chuckled. “Sure, that’s how I think of you.”

“You’re both so mean to me.”

Upside down, I had the perfect view of Raiden’s ass flexing with every step he took to the bathroom.

Steam quickly filled the air as Alton got the shower ready. Raiden finally put me on my feet, the world swaying a bit as my blood went back to where it was supposed to be and not all in my head.

I ended up sandwiched between them under the spray of water. Thank god for multiple showerheads.

Reality returned, reminding me we were the ones who were supposed to take care of Raiden.

“No, you don’t,” he said, reading my mind. “I’ve been on the receiving end of your care. I want to return the favor. I’m going to clean you then I’m taking care of Alton.”

He did just that. As soon as I was clean, he moved to Alton while I cleaned Raiden. We traded kisses and hand jobs before our skin pruned, and we ended up in the shower far longer than we intended.

Afterward, we crawled into bed with Raiden in the middle. He didn’t protest one bit. Alton spooned him, and I held him from the front. Alton and I held hands like we’d been doing before we fell asleep every night. I liked being able to touch them both.

They drifted off, but I couldn’t sleep. My mind raced, going over that day at Raiden’s parents’ house. Who could have been after us?

Jordan pissed people off on the daily, but he wasn’t there. His son was though. One of the ways to get to Jordan would be to hurt his son. Jordan was the logical choice. Yet somewhere in the back of my mind, I didn’t think it was him. Was I the target? Who the hell did I anger?

Only one name came to mind, but Jordan already questioned Jack. He was out of state, flying in late that night. Lawson hacked enough systems to see Jack on video at an airport in Maine. He didn’t seem the type to have someone handle the dirty work for him.

If not him, who?

Hours passed while I tossed and turned. Raiden cuddled up to Alton. I had no leads, and it pissed me off.

Raiden began whimpering in his sleep. Since I was still awake, I was able to easily soothe him without waking him or Alton.

One way or another, I was going to figure out who did this, and I was going to kill them. No one took out an innocent person around here and lived for long afterward.