Love-Blocked – Charity Parkerson Page 0,31
mouth as Kirill’s cock sprang from his jeans.
“Suck it, Jett.”
Even though there was nothing sweet about Kirill’s demand, Jett was already too turned on to scoff. Still, he glanced over his shoulder to find Derreck stripping.
Derreck gave him a subtle nod. “Lock those sexy lips around his dick, Jett. You know I like to watch.”
With Derreck’s permission, Jett lowered his head. He kissed a thick vein that ran the length of Kirill’s erection. Kirill’s eyes already looked desperate as he stared down the line of his body. Jett swallowed a laugh. Kirill didn’t even realize Jett was the one in control. He flicked his tongue, teasing the soft skin that stretched Kirill’s hard cock. Kirill hissed. His hips left the bed. A drop of pre-cum escaped Jett’s erection. The bed dipped as Derreck joined them. Derreck fisted Kirill’s dick and held it upright so they could tongue kiss their man’s cock while stealing kisses from each other. Their heated gazes collided with Kirill’s erection between them. Jett felt the promise in Derreck’s eyes. He would get fucked hard after this. Jett felt it in his soul, and he couldn’t wait.
Even with two men on his dick, and turned on past insanity, there was still a truth growing in Kirill’s brain. His time was up here. In the past four months, he had watched their inside jokes grow. Kirill had listened to the whispered I love yous. He had fought hard not to feel left out. They were beautiful. Kirill loved them, and that was the problem. He was—once again—wasting his love on a couple that would never love him in return. If Kirill stayed, forcing them to tell him goodbye, that might break them. Their love was gorgeous yet fragile and Kirill couldn’t be the reason they didn’t bloom.
That heartbreaking knowledge muted as he watched Jett crawl up his body. Their lips met. It was impossible to think of losing this with Jett’s tongue stroking his. With his mind distracted by the sweet and sexy kiss, his breath was easily stolen when the tight heat of Jett’s body squeezed his dick. The breathing issue got worse when Derreck joined them. Derreck fingered the same asshole that already sucked on Kirill’s cock. The extra lube he added was cold compared to Jett’s heat. Kirill held still and let everything happen to him. He couldn’t stop kissing Jett. Kirill was almost desperate for the taste of Jett’s tongue. Then the unthinkable occurred. Derreck’s huge cock joined his inside Jett.
A loud gasp ripped from Kirill’s throat. The tight fit was almost painful. Jett threw his head back and cried out. The muscles straining in his pale neck looked fragile with the black leather and silver studded collar embracing it. Kirill swore the world stopped turning as Jett’s body tried sucking them deeper. Hot cum flooded the space between their bodies. Oxygen seemed to disappear from the room as everything narrowed to a pinpoint. Kirill’s entire being focused on the pleasure of his dick. A moan tore from him as an orgasm struck like lightning. While he shook from the power of the moment, the painful truth re-emerged. This wasn’t his life. It was theirs. Kirill was just a temporary visitor. He could either hang around until he broke them or he could do everything within his power to ensure they had a perfect and secure future. He would do the latter. Kirill loved them too much to consider anything else.
Even as Derreck collapsed and gasped for air, he felt a change in the room. He couldn’t explain his sudden surety that something was wrong. Then Jett kissed him, and the feeling passed. Multiple chimes cut through the air, making Derreck groan. Kirill had a wretched text alert tone that couldn’t be mistaken for anyone else’s phone. Derreck imagined that was exactly why he kept it.
Derreck rolled, setting Kirill free to check his messages, since they wouldn’t stop coming in. He stared at Kirill’s profile as Kirill stared at his phone. The light from the device made the man’s features seem harsher than usual. With a growl, Kirill rolled and sat up.
“Goddamn it. I have to head back to work. A drunken brawl broke out inside the nightclub at Luna East. Two of the front windows were busted out. Six people have been arrested and countless guests are demanding their money back for their stay.”
Jett rubbed his back. “Poor angel. Always the levelheaded one who takes control.”
Kirill pressed a quick kiss to Jett’s lips