Total pages in book: 125
Estimated words: 118592 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 593(@200wpm)___ 474(@250wpm)___ 395(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 118592 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 593(@200wpm)___ 474(@250wpm)___ 395(@300wpm)
I was barely aware of Tristan calling out mine and Brennan’s names as he came, but I felt his hot cum spraying all over me and I managed to focus on his face long enough to watch his features contort in blissful agony. Brennan was the hold out and that was mostly my fault since I’d been too overcome with my own climax to keep up the drags on his flushed cock. But as he lifted to his knees and kissed Tristan, I fisted him firmly and began sliding my hand up and down his flesh with long, heavy strokes. I watched Tristan’s hand glide down Brennan’s body as they continued to play with each other’s mouths, but instead of reaching for Brennan’s dick like I thought he was planning, Tristan slid his hand down the back of Brennan’s loosened pants. Brennan gasped and tore his lips free of Tristan and began thrusting into my hand eagerly. While I couldn’t see Tristan actually fingering Brennan’s hole, I suspected that was exactly what was happening because Brennan came quickly after that and I felt an immense amount of satisfaction when his cum mixed with mine and Tristan’s on my stomach.
Both men laughed softly and then kissed each other before they focused on me. And despite the excessive amounts of sticky, cooling cum on my body, I was in no rush to go anywhere.
* * *
I wasn’t sure what I expected to find when I walked out of the bathroom after taking a quick shower to rinse the evidence of what had happened a few minutes earlier in the living room off my body, but it certainly wasn’t the sight of Brennan and Tristan sitting on my bed, their legs intertwined as they made out. They were still fully dressed and I suspected they’d cleaned up in the kitchen since all they would have had to do was wash their hands. I forced myself to ignore them as I went to the dresser and pulled out a pair of jeans and began dragging them on.
“Commando, huh?” Brennan said with a smile as both he and Tristan watched me hungrily. “That will certainly make things easier for us later,” he mused.
My dick twitched at that, but I didn’t say anything. Of course, I couldn’t stop the smile I could feel tugging at the corners of my mouth.
“Brennan and I are going up to the San Juans today to take my dads’ boat out to do some fishing,” Tristan announced. “Will you come with us?”
“I have work to do,” I automatically said. Sex with Brennan and Tristan was one thing – playing house with them in the real world was entirely another and there was no way I was going to get comfortable doing that. “Phoenix will go with you,” I said. “Once we’re sure those fuckers have left the city you won’t need to be shadowed anymore.”
And I’d have no excuse to stay in Seattle.
“Phoenix can’t come with us,” Brennan said. “We already talked to him – he gets seasick.”
I glanced at both men who were still tangled up in each other, but were only gently petting each other now. It turned me on as much as the sight of them kissing. “Fine,” I said as I reached for my phone and dialed Cain.
“Yeah,” Cain said when he answered.
“I need you to shadow Brennan and Tristan while they take a boat out fishing in the San Juans.”
“Can’t do it,” Cain said. “I get seasick.”
“What?” I asked as I glanced at Brennan and Tristan who were both trying desperately not to laugh.
“Yeah, I’ll blow chunks,” Cain continued. “Can’t swim either,” he added. “And um, I’ve got ichthyophobia,” he said, clearly struggling to pronounce the word.
“What the hell is that?” I asked. I swore I heard Cain talking to someone in the background before he said, “It’s the fear of fish.”
“You’re afraid of fish,” I said dryly as I kept my eyes on Brennan and Tristan who weren’t even trying to hide their amusement.
“Yeah…I mean, I’m okay with like goldfish and stuff, but if the fish don’t look like Nemo or Dory-”
I hung up on Cain and tossed the phone on the dresser.
“Nice,” I said to both men as I approached the bed.
“Problem?” Tristan asked as he and Brennan untangled themselves.
“I suppose we could always go by ourselves-”
I didn’t let Brennan finish his statement because I was on him and Tristan before they could scramble away. I pinned them both to the bed straddling their lower bodies, but in reality, they didn’t seem to be eager to escape me. Fuck, they were going to be the death of me.
Each one of them ran a hand up my bare chest and then Brennan dragged me down for a kiss. Tristan was next and by the time we were done, we were all panting heavily. I forced myself to climb off of them and said, “I’m not cleaning any fish,” before I went to finish getting dressed.