He braces his arms on the outside of Jayce’s so there’s space to see their cocks sliding against each other. They’re lost in their kiss and the rhythm of their bodies.

The phoenix is breathtaking in the dim light. Ready to soar in the sky and take us with it.

“Let me make you feel good,” Emmet murmurs into Jayce’s mouth. “Will you let me play with your ass?”

When Jayce pauses, Emmet flattens himself down so his hands can run through Jayce’s hair as he licks and sucks his neck and collarbone. Their lust charges the air and I drink it in.

Jayce’s large hands palm Emmet’s ass so they’re flush, and he nods.

“I’ll stop if you’re uncomfortable.” Emmet nips his ear and Jayce groans his consent.

Emmet’s smile is breathtaking. His swollen lips spread across the planes of his cheeks until his brown eyes light with an amber fire.

His red mouth find the dips and hollows on Jayce’s body. He laves a nipple and then bites, pulling his lips back so I see his teeth teasing it.

Jayce senses me watching, his eyes cobalt magnets drawing me in. My heart skips a beat as joy radiates from me and my vision shimmers with unshed tears.

The tears are the release of setting down the weight of the past. Knowing we’ll be a team from this day forward.

Emmet licks down his abs, bypassing his dick to suck his inner thigh. He leaves a mark and the sounds vibrating from Jayce’s chest spur him to create more.

When Emmet nuzzles his balls, the grunt from Jayce is half strangled and half relief. He lifts Jayce’s thigh over his shoulder and swallows his cock.

Emmet’s up on his knees, giving me a view of his finger tracing Jayce’s hole. Jayce’s back arches off the bed and the word “lube” scrapes out of Emmet.

I pop the top and squeeze it onto Emmet’s outstretched fingers while his head bobs up and down Jayce’s dick. A moan crawls up my throat, but it doesn’t escape to distract them.

The moment Emmet’s finger breaches him, Jayce hums and his ass cheeks clench. Emmet’s throat works Jayce, and I see the bulge. I tense my thigh muscles to ease the ache as my arousal gushes.

Jayce focuses on Emmet’s mouth, but then Emmet’s eyes meet his from under his dark lashes and Jayce’s breath stutters. The sexual current could burn the place down and I wouldn’t take my eyes off them.

The only warning is the curve of Emmet’s lips right before Jayce bellows, jacks up into a sitting position, and then flops back down with a low elongated mewling sound all within a half a second.

“Found your prostate.” Emmet grins after popping off his dick. “Should I stop?”

“Don’t you fucking dare.” Jayce tries to sound threatening, but he’s breathless and fucking himself on Emmet’s finger. “More.”

Emmet grabs the lube and pours it into Jayce’s crack and on his own fingers. I pinch my nipples and the pain morphs into tantalizing sparks that travel straight to my clit.

As Emmet adds another finger, he sucks one ball into his mouth, then the other.

Jayce unclenches his fistful of sheet and threads his fingers through Emmet’s unruly hair. Jayce’s chest heaves and a bead of sweat trickles down his temple.

I can’t help myself. I lick it, then rest my head on his shoulder to get a closer view. His heartbeats staccato under my ear and it becomes the drumbeat of pleasure.

Emmet works another finger in and after a few strokes, Jayce’s erection points up at him. It usually lies on his belly, but even his dick knows the source of gratification.

“I want to watch your face as I enter you so you remember the first guy you let in your ass to fuck you.” Emmet withdraws and Jayce whimpers, lifting his ass to chase his fingers. “Don’t worry, J-Bear, I got you. Always.”

“This memory will sear itself in my brain forever,” Jayce gasps, his eyes on fire.

“Condom? No condom?”

“I don’t want anything between us ever again. Not even a piece of latex,” Jayce says, and it’s my turn to whimper.

Emmet braces a hand by Jayce’s shoulder as he prepares to enter him. He bends his elbow to kiss him and whispers, “Did I tell you I’m falling in love with you too,” as he drives his cock into Jayce.

He didn’t ease in or give him time to adjust. It’s total possession. A claiming.