Chapter Twenty-Four
Thomas ran his hand down Jules’ back to the curve of his ass and back up again slowly. Jules’ skin held a warmth from sleep and the blankets covering them both. Thomas hadn’t felt so content in his entire life. It was hard to believe one skinny human could have so much power over him, but Thomas couldn’t deny it.
Jules’ arm curled around Thomas’ head, and his face lay next to his cheek. His breath fanned across his skin in even patterns. Half his body lay on top of Thomas. He couldn’t move even if he wanted to, which he didn’t, so it was a moot point.
Thomas wasn’t sure where Hacen went off too. The three of them had gone to bed together, although Thomas barely remembered walking into the Somerset House. He remembered sitting at the table while Vaughan had shown Hacen where Jules’ room was. Hacen had carried Jules up first and then had come back for Thomas. The last thing Thomas remembered was half his cheek against Hacen’s bare chest and the other half against his cold, leather coat.
There was a knock on the door, which threw Thomas off a bit. They had been in the one-room cabin in the middle of the forest where hardly anyone visited, not a house full of people near town. Thomas preferred the privacy of the cabin, but the room smelled like Jules so he’d take it.
The door squeaked open, and a stream of light penetrated the shadows that lay in the corners of the room. Lucas poked his head around the edge of the door. “Can I come in?”
Thomas made sure the blankets covered Jules’ body before answering. “Sure.”
Lucas left the door partially open as he crossed the room, sitting on the side of the bed. “How is he?”
“He hasn’t woken up at all.”
“How are you? Hungry?”
Thomas shook his head. “I’m good and no.” He was a little hungry, but he didn’t want to move. He also wouldn’t leave Jules to wake up by himself. He wanted Jules to know Thomas and Hacen weren’t leaving him ever again.
Lucas gave him a knowing look and stood up. “When he wakes up, let me know. I just want to make sure he’s healing normally.”
“Normal is relative. He bit me like a vampire last night.”
Lucas rolled his eyes. “Yeah, okay. But that’s about as normal as it gets so…”
Lucas turned to leave the room, but Thomas stopped him. “Do you happen to know where Hacen went?”
“With Ramsey and Fane somewhere. Left about an hour and a half ago.”
“Thanks.”
“You should have an internal link. You can ask him yourself.”
Thomas forgot about that. “Right.”
Lucas chuckled. “You’ll get used to it.” Lucas left the room after that, shutting the door quietly behind him.
Thomas’ mind relaxed again, and then his muscles twitched when sleep began to set in again. Somewhere in the back of his mind, he recognized the slight squeeze of the door hinges. The bed dipped.
Thomas opened his eyes just enough to see Hacen pull off his boots. He picked them up before standing, placing them next to a chair that sat in the corner of the room. Thomas watched as Hacen undressed, folding his clothing before placing everything on the chair in a neat stack.
Hacen’s ass muscles flexed as he moved around, grabbing Thomas’ attention and holding it hostage. Jules’ leg trapped Thomas’ cock. The binding didn’t keep his cock from growing hard, though.
When Hacen turned and met his gaze, he must have recognized Thomas’ desire because a spark of heat danced between them. Hacen stalked toward the bed. It dipped under his weight when he lay down.
Hacen reached around Jules, his arm resting across them both, his hand settling against Thomas’ side.
“Where’d you go?” Thomas whispered.
“Looking at a house. We can’t live in Magnus’ cabin. It’s too far out. It’s not safe for either of you.”
Thomas raised his eyebrows. “Seriously?”
“If I’m going to keep you two safe than I’ll need the Somersets help.”
Thomas had never been speechless in his entire life until that moment. “Wow. Jules only had to die almost to make you see reason, but at least you came around.”
Hacen closed his eyes as if trying to run away from that one simple fact. “I dreamt about it last night. Only Jules couldn’t be saved. Nicolono held a gun on you. I woke up after that and haven’t been able to sleep since.”
Shit. “I’m sorry. I only meant to tease. I didn’t know you were having problems.”
“It’s okay.” He opened his eyes and smiled. He ran his hand up Thomas’ side, past his neck to his cheek. “I love you.”
Thomas pressed into Hacen’s touch, wanting more of his affection. “Me too.”
Hacen ran the pad of his thumb across Thomas’ skin.
Jules took that moment to move his leg up, rubbing against Thomas’ hard cock. Thomas moaned and reached out with his free hand to still the leg.
Jules mumbled something Thomas didn’t understand. Thomas was pretty sure they weren’t actual words, which made him chuckle.
And then Jules kissed his cheek before moving his hips against Thomas’ side. Jules’ cock grew hard the more he wiggled around. “Eh, ma wanna fuck.”
Hacen snorted out a laugh. “Well, that last word came out clear enough.”
Hacen propped himself up. He moved his hand away from Thomas’ cheek and ran it across Jules’ dark hair. He bent down and pressed his lips to his cheek.
Jules wiggled his hips again, his hard length moving against Thomas’ skin. Precum coated both of them. With each little wiggle, more of it smeared. When Jules turned his head, Hacen moved back. Jules kissed Hacen with such hunger it made Thomas ache with wanting.
He never thought he’d see Hacen give up control. Not in any scenario. He did with Jules, though.
They both were a beautiful contrast with Jules pale skin against Hacen’s dark tan. Hacen’s long dark hair flowed across Jules’ cheek, caressing it even further when the kiss deepened.
Jules moaned and tried to turn into him, but Hacen pulled back. Jules sighed in frustration and lay his head next to Thomas’ again. He buried his face in his neck. His breath fanned across Thomas’ skin.
“Is he even awake yet?” Thomas had his doubts.
“’M awake.” Jules kissed Thomas’ neck before moving up to his jaw and then up to his lips. “I’m hungry.”
Hacen chuckled. “And horny.”
“That’s what I meant. Can we…you know?” Jules’ cheek turned a pretty shade of pink.
“Are you seriously shy about asking for sex?” Hacen laughed as he kissed Jules’ cheek. “A second ago you said you wanted to fuck and had no problem with that.”
The pink shade darkened. “I did not. That’s so crude.”
“Yes, you did, honey.”
“I wouldn’t call it that, Hacen.”
“You did call it that.”
“I think I’d remember saying that.”
Hacen chuckled. “You’d think. You talk in your sleep sometimes. Betcha didn’t know that, did you?”
“You’re just making stuff up.” Jules tried to get up, but Thomas tightened his hold at the same time Hacen leaned into him, smashing Jules between them.
“Hold on a minute.”
“Let me go.”
“We’re teasing you, baby.” Thomas ran a hand through Jules’ hair, his fingers lacing through the strands. “We’re just happy you want to. It’s an improvement to being scared of us.”
Jules blushed again, and he looked away. “Hacen and I…we did it. So I’m not scared anymore.”
By the gods, the blush did it for Thomas. “Did you like it?”
Jules nodded.
“Tell me how much.”
Jules’ gaze snapped to him. “What! No.”
“Come on. It’s so hot to think of you two together. Help me picture it.” Thomas gave Hacen a sideways look.
Hacen winked and grinned. He kissed Jules on the shoulder. “Go ahead, honey. Tell him how it felt to have me inside you.”
Jules hesitated a couple of times before he spoke. “He hit this spot inside me.”
Thomas ran his hand down Jules back to his ass only to discover Hacen’s hand already there. “Oh yeah. Best feeling in the world. I can’t think when he hits that spot.”
“He sucked me. I’d like to try that.” Jules looked away again at his little confession.
“All that wet heat surrounding you. I bet that made you crazy, huh?”
Hacen hissed. “Okay. Enough talk. Stop teasing us, Tommy.”
Thomas chuckled and winked at Jules. “Dirty talk works on Hacen every time.”
Finally, Jules smiled and turned his gaze to Hacen, who gave Jules a playful growl. “I don’t need much encouragement from either of you.”
Hacen must have been playing around Jules’ opening because his breath hitched, and he lifted his hips as if asking for more.
Thomas moved his hand over, wanting to feel it.
Hacen had his finger buried to his knuckle. When he’d grabbed the lube, Thomas didn’t know, and he didn’t know where it came from. Some of it clung to his finger when he felt the stretch.
Hacen placed the lube in Jules’ hand and whispered, “You should get Tommy ready for you, honey.”
Jules’ eyes widened, and he looked at Thomas as if asking his permission. Thomas pulled his legs back as much as he could in answer. The left one was stretched out more than the right as Jules and Hacen were on that side, blocking the ascent. When Jules moved onto his hands and knees, Thomas opened himself even more.
Jules looked at Thomas’ cock as if it held the secrets to the universe. It would have been comical if it didn’t turn him on so damn much. Then Jules wrapped his lips around the head, and Thomas lost his mind a little.
“Holy fuck.” Thomas’ eyes closed almost as if they had a will of their own. He ran his hands through Jules’ hair, needing the contact.
Jules sank down and took too much. He pulled off and coughed a couple of times. “Sorry.”
Thomas shook his head and tried to calm down enough to get his brain to work his mouth and speak words. “It’s good.”
Hacen chuckled. “You’re doing fine, honey. Just go slow.”
Jules nodded and took Thomas’ cock into his mouth again. He gripped the base and held it in place, sinking down so slowly it drove Thomas crazy.
Thomas cursed again, his fingers fisting in Jules’ hair.
Jules’ hand leaving his cock barely registered as he came back up just as slowly. Then Thomas felt a slick finger rub around his hole before slipping inside.
Thomas moved into the touch. He couldn’t help it. Jules knew just how to touch him to make it feel smooth and easy. He hesitated once before pulling out part way. When he moved inside it was faster, more the pace Hacen would set and Thomas knew Jules kept the rhythm the same for both of them. When Jules added another finger, he knew Hacen added another inside Jules as well.
Hacen’s pace connected the three of them in ways Thomas hadn’t expected. It ramped up his need for both of them until it overflowed, leaking all over his heart.
They were aware of his emotions. They had to feel them through the connection. He wanted them to know it, so he didn’t hold back.
Jules pulled off his cock and met his gaze, holding it as he added another finger. Jules’ lips were red and swollen. Spit and precum coated them.
He looked completely debauched.
He moved his fingers in and out a couple of times before pulling out. Jules whimpered and moved his hips back as if chasing after Hacen’s touch.
Hacen ran his hand across Jules’ ass cheeks. “Get in Tommy first, honey.”
Oh yeah. Great idea.
Thomas lifted his hips even as he grabbed Jules’ shoulders, pulling him closer.
Jules cock pressed against his and as great as that felt he needed it inside him. He moaned when Jules moved against him, mashing their cocks together as if the pleasure was too great not to steal some.
It was Thomas’ turn to whimper. He fumbled around between them until he had a hold of Jules’ cock. “In. Please.”
Jules widened his eyes and nodded. He moved back just enough so that Thomas could position the cock at his opening. Jules slowly closed his eyes at the same time he pushed inside. “Oh. Oh, wow. That’s…”
Suddenly Hacen was there behind Jules. His big body wrapped around Jules’ smaller one. “You like that?”
Jules nodded and bent down, laying on top of Thomas. “Tight.”
Hacen position himself at Jules’ opening. “So are you.”
When Hacen pushed inside Jules, he pushed into Thomas further.
Jules sucked in a breath. He lifted himself up, bracing himself with his arms.
He moved between them, setting a rhythm of his own. Thomas and Hacen were both helpless but to let him because the moment was too perfect to demand control.
Jules setting the pace shouldn’t have surprised Thomas. He had them both wrapped in every other way possible.
Jules wrapped his hand around Thomas’ cock and pumped in time with the pace he set.
Thomas was the first to lose it. His orgasm worked through his body at a slow burn, blowing up at the crescendo. He cried out, unable to contain the pleasure.
Jules bared his teeth right before biting down on Thomas’ neck. Thomas cried out again at the pleasure. The need to place his bond on Jules held him in its grip. He pressed his hand to Jules’ chest, over his heart, until his brand seared into Jules skin.
The brand was the only way for a warlock to bond with their mate. The shape was unique to every warlock and left a scar that looked angry red all the time. It looked as if it would be painful but when Thomas had bonded with Hacen, he had said it felt amazing. The fact that Jules’ movements grew erratic, Thomas would say that was true for him as well.
Jules pulled out of Thomas. He moved away from Hacen just enough to turn. Hacen must have anticipated Jules’ need because he sat up, taking Jules in his arms before entering him again. Jules immediately sank his teeth into Hacen’s neck.
Hacen did the same even as he pumped up into Jules. They both grunted and held on to each other. Hacen’s movements stilled, and he released Jules’ shoulder, licking across the wound.
Thomas sat up and moved until he hugged them both.
Jules sighed, and his body relaxed. His teeth sort of fell out of Hacen’s shoulder and Thomas realized Jules was asleep again.