Page 20 of Mine to Keep (Bloody Desires #10)

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let me see

“You’re so warm,” Talon says as he nuzzles against my chest.

“Want me to pull the blanket higher?” I ask.

“Nah. You and Javier are blanket enough.”

I chuckle, turning into Talon, who is nestled between both me and Javier, claiming the spot when we got out of the shower last night.

After we got back to the hotel and showered, we tumbled into my bed, too tired to share anything but soft kisses. It was all the same to me, since my body is still catching up on sleep I’ve missed over the past few months.

Even though we agreed to sleep in the larger bed, we all gravitated to my room, cuddling close together.

Now, both Talon and Javier’s legs are threaded through mine, and they’re both turned into me. One of my arms is under Talon’s head and the other rests lazily on Javier’s hip. They both still have their eyes closed, but we’ve all been awake for the past hour. I like watching them, though.

Javier, with his swarthy skin, prominent cheekbones and plump mouth, and Talon with his flawless dark brown skin, slightly chubby cheeks, and beautiful bow lips.

They are…fuck, they’re perfect. There’s something about them that settles something in my chest, making me feel whole for the first time in years.

“What are you thinking about?” Javier asks, cracking an eye open to look at me.

I grin at him. “How did you know I was thinking of anything?”

He shrugs. “You don’t seem like the type whose mind ever stops wandering. It’s okay. I’m the same.”

Talon pipes up. “He really is. While I’m more a go-with-the-flow type.”

Javier laughs and kisses the back of Talon’s neck. “That explains this trip.” They both tense, and I understand why.

Fucking Cole. I should have stayed and fucked him up more when I went to his apartment. He probably only had a broken nose, when I should have dislocated his fucking jaw and rearranged his fucking face.

I kiss Talon’s forehead, then tip his chin up to kiss him softly. “I’m sure you really came on this trip so you could meet me at the airport.”

They both laugh, Javier shooting me a grateful look. “Yeah,” Talon says, “the stoic man in the airport that saved me from missing my flight by finding my wallet. I guess it was meant to be.”

I let that comment pass. If Talon knew who I really was and why I needed to steal his wallet, he wouldn’t be so grateful.

Rolling onto his back, Talon stretches his arms over his head. “It’s all good though. I’m on vacation with you and Javier. This is way better.”

I grunt and sit up. “What’s the plan for today? Are we going?—”

“Oh shit!” Talon swears, thumping the heel of his hand on his forehead. “I forgot I have all that…” His cheeks turn a fine shade of pink as he looks between me and Javier. “Never mind.”

“Nope.” Javier sits up and pulls Talon up with him. “I know that look. You did something.” He narrows his eyes at him. “Something bad?”

“Of course not,” Talon scoffs.

“Something you weren’t supposed to do?”

“No,” Talon answers, his hands covering his face.

“I will tickle you until you tell me.” Javier poises his hands over Talon’s belly.

Talon drops his hands and giggles, bringing his knees to his chest to block Javier’s wandering fingers. “No, don’t. Okay, I’ll tell you.” He peeks up at me, then back at his best friend. “Before we came, remember when I was all secretive about the clothes I was packing?”

“Yeah.”

“Well…I got…lingerie. I ordered it from a catalog one of the guys I know had. I was going to wear them for Cole.”

Javier gives him a sad look. “I’m sorry. Cole is an ass. You deserve better.”

Talon looks at me and smiles before he turns and kisses Javier. Then he locks his lips with mine. “I do have better. Even if it’s just for the week we’re here. So while we’re here, it’s the three of us, right?”

I nod, kissing him again, then dragging Javier to my mouth. “The three of us. Now, show us what you brought.”

Talon’s throat bobs as he stares at me with wide eyes. Then his face splits into a filthy smile. “Show you?”

“Yeah. I want to see.”

“Me too,” Javier says, nibbling at the exposed skin of Talon’s throat. “What colors do you have?”

A filthy moan escapes Talon’s throat as he buries his fingers into Javier’s hair. “Uh…blue. Pink. Violet. Different….styles. Fuck, Javi.” He tips his head to the side, leaning on me as Javier climbs higher up his body, kissing and sucking his skin. “A thong. Cheekies. Boy shorts.”

“What’s your favorite?” I ask, sliding my hand down to his dick, which is rock hard. I palm him, stroking up and down, my own cock rising as he whimpers and shudders.

“The…cheekies. I like how…fuck, I’m going to come if you two keep going.”

“Tell me why they’re your favorites,” I murmur, swiping my thumb over his crown, collecting the precum there. I bring it to my mouth and suck it off, before turning Talon’s face to mine to kiss him deeply, sharing his taste with him.

When I release his lips and take his cock back in hand, I ask again. “Why are they your favorites?”

“I like how…my ass looks…when I bend over.”

“Fuck,” Javier whispers, dragging his tongue from Talon’s neck to bury it into his mouth. I continue to stroke Talon, loving how his dick throbs in my hand.

Never in a million years did I think I’d be involved with two men, much less thinking about keeping them.

It’s hopeless, seeing that I’m a hitman and they don’t even know my real name, but fuck, I don’t want to let them go.

I’ve felt so…alive since I’ve been around them; I’ve felt like I could have a life without blood and gore and guns and violence. They make me feel…

… human .

A loud, but muffled moan pulls me from my thoughts. I get a good look at Talon’s O face before he blows his load over my fist and his belly. I keep stroking him as Javier kisses him through his orgasm.

Talon pushes my hand away when he gets too sensitive and ducks his head to stop Javier’s searching lips. “You two are the devil.” He sighs and settles back against me while Javier goes to the bathroom to get a cloth to clean him up.

I kiss his cheek. “Yeah, we are. Now get your sexy little ass up and show me those cheekies.” Bending close to his ear, I say, “I want to see that ass when you bend over.”

After Javier cleans him up, Talon rushes out the room, practically vibrating with excitement.

Javier climbs back on the bed, straddling my lap. I plant my hands on his firm ass, grabbing a handful. “This what you want?” He furrows his eyebrows in confusion, so I clarify. “You and Talon. You said you needed something else. I think you two would be perfect together.”

His eyebrows are still bunched together. “We need a Daddy. I think we need you between us.” He grinds down on my cock, making it take notice of how he’s moving against it. “Or with me between the two of you. Or him between us.”

I hum. “Yeah, I think I might want to see the two of you together again.” I move one hand to his hair, pulling his head back so I can kiss the column of his throat. “You two are beautiful together. I want to watch.”

Javier nods when I release his hair, then kisses me, his hands framing my face. I slide my tongue into his mouth, getting a taste of him and swallowing his sweet moan.

I roll him to his back, grinding against him so our dicks rub together.

His hard length throbs, hot even through his pants.

I drag my hands down his side, tickling the flesh there.

Javier shivers and thrusts up to get some friction.

My cock is pulsing and demanding release, but I won’t before I see the two of them together.

I feel Talon’s presence behind us, but I don’t stop what I’m doing to Javier.

I shove Javier’s hands above his head, hearing the satisfied whimper coming from him. This is what he needs. He needs someone bigger than him that can handle him roughly, but gently. Just as Talon needs someone that won’t treat him like he’s delicate.

While Javier would try, he’ll only see Talon as being the softer one of them and won’t be able to give him what he desires.

I can see what Javier means now.

But can I be that person? I don’t want to let them go, but how can I fit them into my life?

Fuck it.

I’ll retire.

I’m done.

If I can have this, both Talon and Javier in my arms and have them writhing under me, I want that. Every day.

It’s irrational to hinge my retirement on two men that I don’t even know, but honestly, I was looking for a reason to get out of the game. Maybe running into these two was fate or some shit.

Or Patience sent them.

Nope. Won’t think about her. Thoughts of my sister always make my heart clench, terrible memories haunting me.

With effort, I concentrate on Javier, to his frantic breathing, his soft lips, and his twitching fingers. His strong legs wrapped around me and his stiff dick bumping against mine. Any other thoughts will pull me out of the moment, and I want to be here with him, with them .

“Daddy,” he gasps against my lips, then I feel his dick twitch beside mine before the wetness of his explosion dampens my pants. I growl against his lips, squeezing his wrists as I continue to grind on him, pulling out all of his load.

He flops back down, pulling his lips from mine. “That was…I like this.” He pulls at his wrists, smiling when I don’t let them go. “Never had anyone do that to me before.”

Talon climbs on the bed, the pink of the lingerie gorgeous against his brown skin. My mouth immediately goes dry. His body…fuck, it’s perfection. I want to touch and taste him everywhere.

But not right now. Right now, I want to watch him and Javier touch each other and bring each other to orgasm.

Talon bends down to kiss Javier. “Let me clean you up. Then I can model for y’all.”

I slap his ass, making him yelp before he giggles. He drags Javier’s pajama pants down so he can clean him up. “Let me grab another pair of pants. I don’t think I can sit here with wet underwear.”