Bryce wasn’t sure who the sweet sub was thanking, but either way, it was hot. To be thanked so prettily for a kiss was just as erotic as the fantasy that Troy was giving him to Oliver as a present. His mind went wild with the fantasies, but as their lips touched, every other thought faded away.
Full and soft, Oliver’s lips caressed Bryce’s, sending waves of need through him. It was so much more than just a kiss…it was almost frightening. Troy must have sensed something because he slid his hand down from Bryce’s neck to caress his back. Slow circles had his heart rate easing and his brain turning off.
The kiss was slow and filled with unexplored desire. He’d watched Oliver for so long, but he’d never dreamed of being beside him, kissing him. Tasting him. Bryce didn’t deepen the kiss. He didn’t know what he had permission to do, but the temptation was there. So he kept it light, using his lips to nibble at Oliver’s, breathing in every gasp and exhale.
When he pulled away, Oliver settled into Troy’s embrace, a satisfied smile on his face. Troy’s hand worked its way back up to Bryce’s neck. The possessive position tightened things low in Bryce’s stomach. Troy let him ease away from Oliver, but not as far as he’d previously been. Troy kept him close, tucking him tightly against the side of his body.
“That was…” Oliver’s words drifted off, but his Cheshire cat grin spoke volumes.
“Sexy.” Troy growled out the word, the heat and passion sending precum streaming out of Bryce’s cock.
Bryce wasn’t sure what to say. Anything that came out would give away how long he’d watched them. How long he’d needed their touch. He shouldn’t—
“He’s wanted that for a long time.” Troy’s words stopped the roller coaster of worry and nerves that were crashing through Bryce. “I have, too.”
It wasn’t an order to kiss the Dom, but Bryce knew the request was hidden in the words. Bryce looked up into Troy’s eyes and was drawn in like a moth to a flame. He twisted, holding tight to Oliver’s legs, and let his gaze fall to Troy’s lips.
They should have looked hard, since Troy’s strong features couldn’t be described as soft, but when his tongue flicked out and licked them, they suddenly looked tempting and delicious. Inching up, drawing closer to the Dom, Bryce made sure his intentions were clear, but Troy never told him to stop.
The Dom studied him, what Bryce thought was anticipation and arousal flashing in his eyes. When his lips finally touched Troy’s, Bryce didn’t know what to expect. Was he supposed to take charge of the kiss? Would Troy? Was it supposed to be light and quick, or deep and needy?
He melted in relief as Troy took control. The hand on his neck tightening, firm strong lips pulling him close, Bryce felt deliciously trapped and wanted. The passionate, demanding kiss made Troy’s feelings clear. He’d wanted Bryce and he was going to have him.
Oliver’s needy moan echoed the feelings swirling around in Bryce. “God, you guys are so hot.”
Troy pulled back, the first hint of laughter dancing in his eyes. “You like watching us together, kitten?”
Bryce saw the shiver that raced through Oliver, but he also didn’t miss the shifting that said he was still sore. “You two are so perfect together, Sir.”
“Don’t get any ideas. You are too sore to play.” Troy’s words came out stern, but Oliver didn’t seem to mind.
He pouted prettily, blinking up at Troy. “But, Sir…He’s finally here with us.”
“He’ll understand you can’t play tonight. I’m sure he’ll play with us again. I think he wants to give you more kisses. And I’m sure when you tell him how you’ve dreamed of laying yourself over his lap while he spanks your bottom, he won’t want to deny you.”
The deep words were tempting and magical. Bryce would have agreed to almost anything they said. When he talked about kisses and spankings, Bryce found himself nodding absently. He didn’t want this to be the only time he got to touch them both. He wasn’t sure what he was doing or what they wanted, but he knew he had to have more.
Oliver turned his charming, clearly-designed-to manipulate gaze to Bryce. “You’ll play with us again? You’ll spend time with us?”
“Yes.” Bryce nodded, letting his head fall against Troy’s shoulder. “I will.”
Joy and pure excitement radiated from Oliver. “You have to.” His voice dropped low, arousal and anticipation clear. “But what about tonight? I’m the only one who got to come.”
Chapter 2
Troy
Troy watched as Oliver shifted his legs, dragging them over Bryce’s straining arousal. There was more than one reason he called his boy “kitten.” He was sweet and cute, but had determination and claws you never saw coming. Bryce didn’t stand a chance.
At least, not until he knew Oliver better.
“We talked about having you with us.”
Bryce blinked and stared. He couldn’t seem to believe they’d wanted him as well. Troy noticed him swallowing hard, not sure what to say. “You did?”
Oliver nodded, his deceptively adorable expression pulling Bryce in. Troy had seen Bryce when the Dom in him was in charge, and he knew how erotic and decisive the man could be. But Troy loved seeing him befuddled and aroused just as much. He could picture how incredible it was going to be when Bryce unleashed his inner Dom on Oliver.
“We did.” Troy flexed his fingers on the slender column of Bryce’s neck, loving the little gasp and shiver that escaped.
