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Her face blanches as she looks between me and Logan several times. “There’s no fucking way those two are related. I refuse to believe it.”
“Well, we’re cousins actually and the sentiment is mutual. I’m not a big fan of him either.” I manage a tight smile, hoping I haven’t ruined everything we just gained in the last hour or two.
She chuckles, the sound turning into a full bellied laugh as she shakes her head. “Well, then, I think we’ll get along just fine, Noah. Now, who wants dessert?”
Declan’s hand immediately goes up and we all start laughing.
Chapter twenty-nine
NOAH
The evening fell away to soft conversation and more memories, letting me see into my men’s past in a way I never got to with Kurt around. It felt like family and happiness wrapped in one, where the main point was to get to know each other and spend time together rather than empty laughter and one upping someone else. The few memories in my kitchen are riddled with Kurt’s loud voice, people always trying to tell thebeststory, thefunnieststory, sharing their wins only for someone else to share abetterwin.
It was exhausting.
But here? I feel welcomed and not just as a guest, not just as Logan’s boyfriend, but as Noah. I mentioned something about sleeping, Logan telling me that his bedroom was the last door on the left. I mumbled goodnight, a little embarrassed to dole out kisses so I just escaped up the stairs into a room that’s been frozen in time, a mix of past and present.
The king bed takes up most of the room, looking out of place in this beat-up version of Logan’s old bedroom. Posters hang on the walls, edges peeling, some random bands I don’t know staring back at me. There’s a chipped baseball trophy on a shelf, covered in dust, and a ratty quilt tossed over a chair in the corner, falling apart. My hands shake a little—Kurt’s bullshit still messing with me—and I feel weird here, like I’m crashing a part of Logan’s life I don’t belong in yet. The presence of my men press up against my back as I choke out a laugh.
“There’s no way this bed was always here.”
Logan chuckles. “Nah, Mom swapped it out a while back. Said the twin wasn’t cutting it anymore when I visited.” His fingers press against my back just enough to guide me forward, and I stiffen, my pulse kicking up as the others circle the bed.
Declan flops onto the edge, the springs squeaking, a sharp grin spreading across his face. “Big enough for all of us if we don’t mind getting cozy. I call dibs on the middle.” He stretches out, arms behind his head, and I feel my face heat at what he’s insinuating.
“There’s four of us,” I mutter, my gaze darting to the floor, then back to the bed. “Someone’s sleeping downstairs or on that chair. I’ll take the floor.”
Sebastian steps closer, lightly stringing an arm around my waist and pulling me back into his chest. His lips case my ear as he speaks his next words. “Noah, I’m not having you sleep on the floor. Not after all the bullshit you’ve just been through. I also have no problems getting a little cozy.” He rocks his hips against my ass and that’s when I feel the full length of his cock pressing against me.
A gasp falls from my lips as I grip the arm around my waist, Logan and Declan sharing twin smiles as they catch onto Sebastian’s movements. I’m about to protest until Logan steps up to me, cupping my cheeks in his hands and kissing the fuckout of me. I melt completely between them, a moan tearing from my throat as Logan’s hands start to roam and his tongue slips into my mouth.
“Your mom’s going to sleep down the hall!” I whisper against Logan’s lips. They maneuver me toward the bed, laying me down on the mattress, Logan still kissing me, Sebastian now working my pants off.
Declan runs a hand down my side and then slips his fingers beneath my shirt and up my chest. “Then we’ll just have to keep you quiet then, Bunny. I think we can do that.”
Logan starts teasing down my neck, the cool air of his bedroom swiping over my skin as my clothes are stolen away. Sebastian shifts to my other side, Declan crawling onto the bed between my legs. There’s a brief moment of contact before he sinks lower, his mouth hovering over my cock. My nostrils flare as I watch him slowly swallow me whole, the cry on my lips stolen when Sebastian seals his mouth to mine.
My back arches and I buck up into Declan’s mouth, the sudden pleasure yanking me real close to the edge. When Declan mentioned something about getting me out of my head, I didn’t think this was what they meant. After all,we’re at Logan’s mother’s house.And yet, I can’t stop my selfish desires. I want this so goddamn bad.
I string my fingers into Logan’s hair, tugging on Sebastian’s with the other one as Declan expertly licks me from base to tip, alternating between sensations until I’m writhing beneath the three of them. And when Logan pinches my nipple, I’m gone, spilling down Declan’s throat as I scream into Sebastian’s mouth.
My body flops to the mattress as I try to catch my breath, my men chuckling as I try to understand what’s going on. Pleasure thrums through me as Declan releases my cock from his mouth. There’s a lot of movement in the darkness before I catch Declanat my side, his lips glistening with my release. “Tell me I can kiss you, Bunny.”
I mumble something incoherent before his lips are attached to mine, the other two momentarily forgotten until a firm hand wraps itself around my cock, another dipping lower to spread my ass cheeks. My eyes widen as I wriggle beneath the sensations, confused and yet wired.
“They’ve both got you, sweetheart,” Declan drawls. “God, I can’t wait until we get you home so we can hear you scream as one of us fucks into you. The way your face flushes and that adorable little gasp you make when we catch you off guard. I wanna see if you’re just as pretty as you used to be when you come.”
I’m about to throw out a retort when two fingers start circling my hole, the cold sensation of lube accompanying it. “I can’t come again,” I whisper, just as a finger slides inside of me. A breathy moan leaves my lips as Declan presses a kiss to my cheek and then my jaw before settling by my ear. “Jesus Christ. That has to be Sebastian. His fingers are fucking huge.”
Soft laughter erupts around me as they continue to toy with me and pleasure me until I feel the familiar bundle of nerves tightening in my belly. Their hands roam my chest, tweak my nipples—Declan’s sucking on my ear while the other two are stroking my cock and finger fucking my ass. When Sebastian inserts a third finger, Declan slaps a hand over my mouth to cover my moan.
Sebastian looks up but I can really only see the faint glow of his skin from the dim lights. “You’re so fucking tight, babe. It’s going to be fun stretching you out soon, watching you take us in succession, maybe two of us at a time.”
My eyes widen at the fantasy as I squirm, my skin flushed with the thought. Sebastian pumps inside of me a little harder, hitting that sweet spot that has me coming all over Logan’s hand. I’mabout to roll over and call it a night when Logan starts laughing. “Bunny, we’re not done with you yet.”
Chapter thirty
KURT
