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I cried in earnest then, everything I’d bottled up finally escaping the cage I’d kept it all in. And the twins just caught me. They wrapped me in their arms and held me through the tears.
I’d done it. I’d finally found home.
Chapter Twenty-Eight
Rafe
Beauhadfinallysubmittedto his exhaustion and fallen asleep in our arms. I looked at my twin, completely smitten as he stroked his fingers through Beau’s thick locks. I don’t think either of us expectedthatto happen.
I imagine Beau had wandered into something incredibly cathartic. The way he gave in to us, submitted to our demands, was fucking hot. A groan slipped out my mouth as I thought about it, my cock pressing uncomfortably against my zipper.
Rayne chuckled. “Want to wake him up so he can take care of that for you?”
“It’s tempting,” I mused, the thought of his lips around my cock making it twitch.
Rayne looked at the sleeping vampire with a sadistic grin across his face and fire dancing in his eyes. I almost felt sorry for Beau.
“Wakey wakey little vampire,” he sang while tightening his hand in Beau’s hair.
“I don’t want to,” Beau mumbled sleepily. His head was in Rayne’s lap with his bare ass in mine.
“Come on, baby. I want you to take care of something for me,” Rayne hummed.
I sucked one of my fingers into my mouth, an idea popping into my mind and taking root. I circled his hole with my wet finger, loving how it fluttered beneath my fingertip. I pushed in, and holy fuck, he was so tight. I couldn’t wait to bury my cock in him, all the way to the fucking hilt. I worked another finger in, loving the sound of Beau’s hiss as he started rocking his ass backwards. Our little vamp wanted it bad.
“That’s it, open those eyes for me,” Rayne said soothingly, coaxing Beau out of the land of the dead. It had been a little weird watching him sleep. He literally slept like he was dead. He didn’t breathe and his heart didn’t beat and he was cold to the touch.
I heard the sound of Rayne’s zipper and felt the instant wet heat wrap around my cock as Beau sucked him down. Gods, I could feel his hot, wet tongue as if it were my dick in his mouth, not Rayne’s.
“Goddamn,” Rayne moaned when Beau sucked him all the way to the back of his throat.
I could feel the muscles of his throat tightening, working to expel Rayne’s dick and fuck if that didn’t have me grinding my hips up into Beau’s, rubbing against him. He elicited a moan that I felt vibrating along the length of my dick.Sweet fuck.That boy’s mouth was made for sucking cock.
He worked Rayne thoroughly, but unhurriedly, taking his time to learn the things he liked. It wasn’t long before Rayne was gripping Beau’s hair tightly and fucking Beau’s face. My brother was impatient at the best of times and struggled giving up control. The only time I’d seen it was when he’d let Beau feed from him and that had been as hot as Hell. Totally a dynamic I wanted to explore later. But right now, I was enjoying the way Beau looked with his face stuffed of my twin’s cock.
Beau’s throat constricted convulsively. I wrapped my hand around it so I could feel is as he swallowed. The movement of his throat sent little bolts of lust through my veins that exploded periodically.
“Fuck,” I grunted and fucking lost it. Shivers ripped through me, my balls ached and my cock pulsed with each release. Cum covered my chest, and some managed to reach my shirt which I’d pulled out the way. Clearly not enough to avoid all my release though. For fucks sake.
My twin had his head thrown back and his jaw open in a silent scream and poor Beau was working his ass on my fingers, frantically trying to reach his own release. I curled my fingers, finding that sweet spot that had his body convulsing and jerking.
“Right there!” he screamed. “Oh, Gods. So close.”
I thrust my fingers against his prostate over and over again until he was a squirming mess.
Rayne gripped his chin and placed a gentle kiss against his lips. “Let go, Beau.”
And he did. Ropes of cum shot out his cock coating the sofa beneath us. We hadn’t even touched him there and that was one of the most beautiful things I’d ever seen.
I eased my fingers out of him and pulled him towards me, wrapping my arms around him and tucking his head beneath my chin.
“Holy fuck,” Rayne groaned as he scrubbed his hands down his face. He looked at me and I knew he felt the same. This little vampire bundled in my arms was finally right where he belonged. Now we just needed to make it permanent.
**
It was fucking impossible to stop touching him. Rayne and I had cleaned him up and dressed him again, and now he was sat curled between the two of us. I was touching him everywhere, his hands, his back, arms, anywhere I could reach. Fuck, I was turning sappy. I could sense Rayne’s grin, but I was choosing to ignore it. It wasn’t like he was any better, since he was hiding the damn thing in Beau’s hair.
“So,” Beau started. “What do we do now?”
