Page 22 of Mine to Keep (Bloody Desires #10)

Javier’s eyes soften when he looks down at Talon. “Me either. I know you’ll feel perfect.”

Talon holds his arms out and after Javier slides on a condom and lubes himself up, he lowers himself and eases into Talon’s body.

They both shudder and moan, a look of pure bliss on their faces.

My dick is rock hard, leaking precum down my shaft.

I jerk myself to the rhythm of their thrusts, rolling my thumb over my cockhead to collect the precum slicking my fingers.

Javier kisses Talon as he fucks into him gently, rocking into him while rolling his hips. Talon loves it, but I can see why they need someone else. Javier wants to treat him like he’s fragile, like he’ll break in his hands. Talon is strong. He can take it.

“Fuck him, baby boy.” I growl, tugging on my shaft. “I want you to pound his fucking ass until he’s fucking gaping, you understand?”

Javier looks over at me, his pupils blown. “Daddy…”

“He can take it, baby boy. Now fuck him like I said to fuck him. Don’t disappoint your Daddy.”

Taking it like a personal challenge, Javier drapes one of Talon’s legs over his shoulder and pulls out almost to the tip of his dick, then slams back inside. Talon shouts, his back arching off the bed.

“Oh god,” Talon says, his arms wrapping around Javier’s back. “Yes, just like that.”

Like I do to him, Javier grabs Talon’s hands and thrust them over his head. Then he snaps his hips into Talon over and over, fucking him senseless.

Talon babbles and whines, whimpers and moans as Javier fucks him. My hand moves almost in a blur as I watch them, faint groans drifting up my throat.

“Tal, baby,” Javier says past a growl. “Fuck, you feel fucking good. I’m gonna come. Come with me.”

After Javier lets go of his hands, Talon jerks himself quickly, his moans getting louder and louder as he stares up at Javier like he can’t believe Javier is giving him what he wants.

When Javier lowers himself and takes a greedy kiss from Talon, my orgasm flows through me. Getting to my knees, I lean over the two of them and spray my load onto their bodies.

Marking them.

Claiming them.

I don’t give a fuck what I have to do—I will keep my boys. I will keep them safe, no matter what

They find their release while I’m coming on their bodies, moaning and cursing as they shiver and pant.

Once I’m spent, I let go of my dick and rub my cum into them both. They moan and separate, ambling over to me. I kiss Javier first, digging my fingers into his hair. Then I take Talon’s lips.

They slump onto the bed when I let them go, sliding closer to each other.

“You’re something else,” Javier says, running a finger down my abs.

“True,” Talon agrees, making me grin down at them.

“Let’s take a shower,” I tell them, pulling them up, even though they’re boneless.

Under the shower spray, I wash them both, getting my cum off their chests. They giggle as they do the same for me.

“I’ve never done that before,” I say, enjoying how their hands feel on me.

“What?” Talon asks, glancing up at me. “Ate ass?”

My laughter rebounds off the walls. “No. I’ve done that before, just not with a guy. I mean sucked a dick. It was my first time.”

“You mean I popped your cherry, Daddy?”

Another laugh escapes my throat. “A few cherries, actually, little one. Never got head from a man, let alone two. Never fucked a man, let alone two.”

Javier peers up at me with a smile. “You’re not bi like me?”

I wrap my arms around them both, kissing them in turn. “I’m something if I’m with you two.”

“But you are a Daddy?” Talon asks.

“Yeah. I had a girl once. Nothing outside of bedroom scenes, but she showed me who I am. That’s a cherry you didn’t pop,” I tease, kissing his nose.

“Does it scare you? Something new?” Talon asks, reaching around to shut the water off.

“No. My life…I don’t question anything because…” I pause, wondering if I should say the rest.

I could tell them. I could bare my fucking soul and hope they don’t freak out.

Yeah, right. The first thing they’ll do is run from me. Then they’d call the cops and make sure I spent the rest of my life locked under the jail.

Away from them.

Instead of saying what I really want, I say, “I could die any day.”

“Because of your security job?” I nod. “To protect your clients and stuff?” Talon asks.

“Yeah.” We dry off and get dressed. I drag them to the balcony and we rest outside, the gray day not bothering any of us. Talon plants himself on my lap, making Javier chuckle. “Comfortable, little one?” I ask.

“Very.” Talon kisses me noisily. “This is the best vacation ever. Thank you, Daddy.”

“Even with Cole?” I ask, wanting to see where his head is at.

He shakes his head. “Nah. That fucked me up. Will probably fuck me up for a while. Cheating fucking sucks and I don’t like being lied to. But I’ll be fine. I have Javier.” He squeezes his hand. “And now I have a Daddy.”

My stomach swoops at his words, but I don’t comment on them either way. If I don’t tell them who I am, is that lying?

“California, huh?” Talon asks, tipping his head back with his eyes closed. It takes me a minute to realize what he’s talking about, it’s so out of left field. “Tell us about it. Where’d you lived? Oh! Did you meet any rappers?”

“No rappers,” I say with a chuckle. “All of California isn’t like you see in the movies. I lived in a smaller town in NorCal. In a foster home.”

Both boys exchange a look before Talon tucks himself closer to me. “I’m sorry. That must have been hard.”

I shrug. “Made me who I am.”

“Did you get adopted?” Javier asks.

“Nah. Aged out. When I went into foster care, I was nine. Not many kids get adopted at that age. Add to that I’m Black, and the odds went way down. But the group home I was in was clean and the staff was nice. We were treated well. None of the horror stories you usually hear. And I met my sister.”

“Sister?” Talon turns to look at me. “What’s her name?”

“Patience,” I whisper. My heart aches thinking about her. I miss her more than words could ever say. But I avenged her. It’s because of her I work for The Void. I made sure?—

No. Not going there. If I tell them about her, I’ll tell them everything, and I’m not ready for that yet. I’m not ready to see the fear in their eyes when they leave me.

Instead, I smile at Talon, though I’m sure it’s shaky at best. “You said you had two sisters, right, little one?”

He nods. “Yeah. Malina and Sierra. I’m the youngest of the family and I’m treated like it.” I smile softly. “But they’re great. They teased me so bad when I was a kid, but that’s what family does. I know it was all love.”

“Your family is close?” I ask.

“Extremely. My parents have been married for, like, thirty-five years. My sisters are both married. I have a bunch of nieces and nephews running around.”

“What about you, Javier?”

“Two brothers, two sisters. I’m right smack in the middle,” he says.

“An older brother and older sister, a younger brother and younger sister. I think we all teased each other at some point. My older siblings have their own hotels, courtesy of Dad, and my younger siblings are still in school. No nieces or nephews yet.”

“You want kids?” I ask Talon then kiss him gently on the neck.

Javier laughs and Talon throws him a glare. “I do not like kids. I like my nieces and nephews, but in small doses.”

“Yeah, for like an hour,” Javier says. “He called me over one day when Malina asked him to watch his two nieces. You would have thought the girls were bouncing off the walls. They were angels.”

“To you,” Talon says under his breath. “I’m good on kids. Javier wants some.”

Javier’s cheeks pinken. “I always wanted to adopt. My family has enough money. We donate to a bunch of group homes. We work there sometimes too.” He meets my eyes, a faint smile on his lips.

“I guess I’ll have to help you raise your kids. Maybe they won’t be so bad if they’re mine,” Talon grumbles. Both Javier and I laugh at him.

“Hungry?” I ask.

“Starved,” they say together, then crack up. I love their friendship, how close they are, how much they love each other. I had that once, but never again.

“Let’s eat then we can make plans for tomorrow. I’m thinking, a museum?” I ask.

It takes no time to order our lunch and make our plans for the next day.

While we’re talking though, something in the back of my mind makes me feel uneasy, like something is coming. I’m not sure why or what it means, but it’s there and I always trust my gut.