dragged a thumb over his lower lip. “Luca is always prepared. He’s like a sex boy scout.”
Xan rolled his eyes and dropped his face into the crook of Sebastion’s neck, thrusting a little against him. “That’s ridiculous.”
Sebastion grinned at him and urged him up so he could kiss him. “You kind of like it though, don’t you?”
Xan’s smile was all teeth even as he tried to kiss back, and he let out a small sigh. “He did all that for you once, didn’t he?”
With a nod, Sebastion laid back down on the pillow, and his hand trailed down the center of Xan’s chest, then farther to where he was hard and leaking. He was cut, and he was thick, and he fit perfectly in the circle of Sebastion’s fingers. He watched as a faint blush rose on Xan’s cheeks, felt as his hips began to thrust a little—almost like he couldn’t help it.
“He’s always had a gift for taking every single one of my fears and insecurities and turning them into dust,” he said after a beat. He rubbed his thumb over the head of Xan’s cock.
“Did you two always…you know…want to be with someone else?” The question was shy, hesitant, and Sebastion pushed up a little so he could sit, cupping his free hand around Xan’s ass.
“My ex cheated on me a lot, and I didn’t think I’d be able to handle having an open marriage. But I was also afraid not to have one because I didn’t want to put restrictions on what Luca needed.” Sebastion closed his eyes and took a breath. “He was open with me about what he wanted when we first got together. He also told me he could be content for the rest of his life with monogamy. And I believed him.”
Xan dragged his tongue over his lips, half-lost in the bliss of being jerked off, but Sebastion could tell he was still present even as he rolled his hips and grunted. “What changed?”
“I saw him with someone else,” Sebastion said. “There was a ridiculously hot guy at a club making eyes at him—always trying to dance a little closer. Luca has always been so…big, you know? Personality and heart. I never minded when he flirted, but there was something else about it that night.” Sebastion closed his eyes, remembering that moment—that first time they crossed that line with another man. “We took the stranger home with us, and I watched. Luca held my gaze the entire time he was fucking him, and I could tell I was his whole world. But,” he said before Xan could get the wrong idea, “that was the plan. We weren’t looking to fall in love with someone else back then.”
“You liked it, though?” Xan asked. He dropped his hand and curled it around Sebastion’s, tightening his grip, stroking himself faster. Sebastion’s cock throbbed against the crack of Xan’s ass, and he fought back an urge to spread him open and push inside. “You liked watching him.”
“I loved watching him. I loved seeing what he did to me on other people. It was beautiful and overwhelming.” He swallowed thickly. “Even then, though, I wasn’t sure I could take watching him love another man.”
Xan’s hips and hand stilled, and he clenched his fingers into Sebastion’s shoulder. “When did that change?”
Sebastion locked gazes with him even though he saw Luca had come into the room and was now standing at the edge of the bed. “Honestly? When he met you.”
Xan’s body gave a hard twitch. “Me?”
“Before we met you, I knew that Luca was capable of loving another man, but I thought it was going to cost me part of him.” He lifted a hand to Xan’s cheek and held him gently. “And then we met you, and I realized you belonged here with us. That I could fall in love with you the way he could.”
Xan’s eyes closed like he couldn’t help it, and his body hunched forward. Luca took that as his cue, and he slid up behind him, straddling Sebastion’s lower legs. His powerful arms wrapped around Xan’s middle and pulled him back an inch, until his back was flush with the larger man’s chest.
“We can live without you if we have to, but we wouldn’t go looking to fill the empty space where you belong,” Luca murmured.
Xan blinked open his eyes, and though they were dry, they were a little red. “I want you to fuck me like this. Can…can you?”
Sebastion nodded, pressing his hands