India had not come out of her room much in their time in the safe house, or perhaps she was avoiding them. It made Sean feel like a bit of an ass, but Enzo was adamant that they didn’t push her boundaries. He seemed to think that India needed space, and Sean didn’t argue with that conclusion. Sean had quickly become accustomed to being close to Enzo’s big, warm body and to the gentleness Enzo displayed in the aftermath of their wild sex.
“I’m reeling a little from everything I’m allowing to happen,” Sean said as Enzo rubbed his back, gently kissing his neck. Enzo had insisted that Sean needed aftercare, feeding and hydrating him and massaging him, even though Sean was fine, a buzzing, warm sort of high from the pain and pleasure of being with Enzo. The care was something that made Sean a little uncomfortable. No one had ever really taken care of him so thoroughly, not even when he was a child and needed cuddles like this, but he couldn’t deny that he enjoyed it.
Still, he couldn’t believe how thoroughly he was allowing this man to own him. “I keep letting you fuck me. You’re not the only one reeling,” Enzo said, grinning. “It felt fucking good, though. I didn’t know I liked to bottom.”
“Is this just a fling?” Sean was cautious about this question but also really needed to ask it.
Enzo frowned, gripping Sean’s jaw a little roughly and pulling him around for an intense sort of eye contact. “I meant everything I said about wanting you to be mine, Blackstone. If this is a game to you, you’d better fucking tell me.”
“No, not a game. Something way deeper than that.”
Enzo made a gentle noise of approval and let him go after a quick, hard kiss. “What about India? Do you want her?” Enzo asked, settling back onto his back and pulling Sean to rest on his chest. Sean had never thought of himself as the kind of man who liked to snuggle, but after the harrowing incidents of the past few days, the comfort Enzo provided was enticing.
He traced an idle finger down the crevice of muscle along the edge of Enzo’s stomach, and up and around the big man’s nipples. Enzo was still wearing a bandage on his shoulder, and the thought that a shot could have taken the man from Sean before he really had him was a startling and worrying one. But he tried to keep things light with Enzo, who seemed to prefer things that way.
“Of course I want her. I keep picturing her with us.” Sean grinned and ran a hand over Enzo’s balls and cock. “I want you up against me inside her while she goes wild.”
Enzo groaned in pleasure, his cock hardening a little for Sean. He was so fucking big, in every single way. “I love that image. Sadly, I think she’s pretty repressed, so it seems like that’ll be a challenge.”
Sean rolled onto his back and looked up at his new lover. He couldn’t see how he had ever found the handsome, easy-going man scary. “Huh, yeah, I could see that.”
“And meanwhile, you have your cousin trying to murder you to add to our fun?” Enzo grimaced and looked out the window, pulling Sean closer as if that was a worry he had.
“You know what. I should go back to fucking my assistants instead of you crazy people. No one ever tried to kill me. I didn’t have to fit a massive cock in my ass. Life was good.”
“But you won’t.” Enzo looked smug enough that Sean wanted to punch him. “You liked that massive cock in your ass. You’re going to crave that massive cock in your ass until the end of your days.”
“You’re not wrong,” Sean said. “I don’t think I’ve ever come as hard as you make me come.”
“I want to see how hard your eyes roll back in your head when I’m fucking your ass while you’re inside India.”
Sean groaned. “Why do I suspect that will never happen?”
“Why couldn’t I find a nice couple with a white picket fence and a puppy to fuck?” He paused. “Fuck the couple, not the puppy, in case that was unclear.”
Sean chuckled. “Is that your ideal? A man and a woman both?”
“Well, if it wasn’t before, it is now. Perhaps we can live in this safe house indefinitely. Claim that you’re still in danger. Figure things out with India.”
“She was turned on by what we were doing, so we might get to double-team her if we play our cards right. But neither of us is good at playing our cards right.”
Enzo’s eyebrows shot up. “Speak for yourself. And she’s turned on a lot. But she’s also pretty damn awkward, if you haven’t noticed.”
Sean shook his head at that, thinking about India as an assistant and all the awkward things she had done then. They talked for a while longer before dozing off. The sleep was deep and peaceful, especially compared to how Sean usually slept, and they slept wrapped up in each other. There was a light knock on the door. Enzo groaned and yelled at India to go back to sleep. Sean asked her if she needed help with anything.
“Are you guys decent?” India asked. Her voice was tentative, even muffled by the door.
“You watched me fuck him. Why do you care if we’re decent?” Enzo’s brash attitude was a strange foil for India’s sudden bouts of shy awkwardness, and Sean wondered if it helped or hurt things for them. He couldn’t imagine giving up Enzo, though. She poked her head in, flushing when she saw them all tangled together. “Want to cuddle?” Enzo asked.
She shook her head, looking anywhere but at their bare bodies. “No. Well, a little, but Moss called to say they have Declan Blackstone, and he’d like Sean to help with the questioning.”
Sean’s heart pounded as he considered that, questioning his cousin about the bomb that had sent them all into this safe house. Beneath the blanket, Enzo grabbed his hand and squeezed. It was impossible not to wonder what would happen outside this little haven. He had a feeling that Enzo would take their burgeoning relationship in stride, weave it into his normal life as if that were a regular thing to do, fucking your client and falling in love with him.
Nope, Sean was definitely not in love. This was a relationship purely based on lust and circumstance. And once the circumstance and the lust ended, they’d be done. He pulled out of Enzo’s embrace and stood, looking towards India as he pulled on a pair of pants and a shirt and followed her out to the living room. Enzo sighed and stood and did the same.
India was flushed and obviously aroused as she started to pack up her computer equipment. “The car should be here for us in about an hour,” she said.
“Got it. I have no idea how to interrogate someone, though,” Sean said, chuckling.
