Absolution (The Protectors, Book 1) (23 page)

Jonas

As soon as I said the words, “I’m ready,” Cole and Mace both froze. It would have been comical if I hadn’t been so nervous.

Since we’d been reluctant to take our hands and mouths off each other for the time it took to get undressed, it took us several long minutes to finally make it to my bed at the far end of the apartment. Now, Cole was at my back kissing a path down my neck while Mace was in front of me, his hand stroking over my cock. They both stilled their movements and then Mace was gently cupping my face and saying, “You know it doesn’t matter, right? What we have is absolutely perfect.”

“I know, but I want it all,” I said. “I want this, Mace. I’ve never been more sure of anything in my life.” I saw Mace look over my shoulder at Cole and I knew I would never get tired of that. How they were so in tune with each other to make sure I got what I needed.

Since the shooting, I’d struggled with forgiving myself like I’d promised Mace I would, and that made me think of the things Ronan had said to me. Mace had punished himself for so long that he’d needed something stronger than his own self-hatred to be able to make it through each day. Ronan had given him that, but it was the absolution that he’d gotten from the people he’d hurt the most that truly set him free.

It had taken me a while to understand that my own absolution had to come from myself. Because despite all the things Eduardo and the men who had come after him did to me, I hadn’t ever truly forgiven myself for believing I’d done something to deserve what had happened to me…that I’d brought it upon myself because of my foolish decision to accept Mateo’s help so long ago when I’d gotten off that bus.  It was one of the only things Mace and Cole couldn’t give me but they’d given me the strength I needed to give it to myself.

Neither of my men said anything after that because they didn’t need to. I knew all I had to do was ask them to stop and they would. They both picked up right where they’d left off and by the time Mace dropped to his knees in front of me, I was quivering in desperation for relief. But that only lasted for as long as it took for Cole to run his hands over my ass before spreading my cheeks apart. Because then my nerves came back at full speed and even though I’d seen Mace and Cole do this to each other, had done it to them myself, I still couldn’t get past the fear that it would bring back the darkness of my past.

I locked my knees at Cole’s first swipe of his tongue over my hole but it wasn’t until Mace stood up and kissed me and whispered, “Breathe,” against my mouth that I realized I hadn’t been doing that. Releasing the pent up air in my system helped. Mace stepped into me so that our bodies were lined up and I felt his hands replace Cole’s so that he was the one holding me open as Cole flicked at my entrance. By the third pass of his tongue, I was truly afraid this would be one part of lovemaking that I wouldn’t be able to get into but then I started to feel a tingle in my belly as Cole kept up the gentle kisses. Mace never let up on my mouth so my senses went into overdrive as my body tried to adjust to the dual torture.

Minutes could have been hours for all I knew as they each teased me, and when Cole pulled his mouth away from my body, I actually reached behind me to try and stop his retreat. But then Mace was lowering us both to the bed, me on top of him, and I felt Cole settle in behind me. He went right back to kissing, sucking and licking my hole as Mace made love to my mouth. I was so hot by the time Cole dribbled lube on my opening that it actually felt good against my heated skin. I tried not to tense when Cole’s finger began to push inside of me but I couldn’t help it.

It didn’t hurt exactly, but it was uncomfortable. Mace kept up his kissing so I tried to focus on that and I really enjoyed the feel of Cole’s tongue running up and down my spine as he continued to finger me. I was panting by the time he got all the way inside of me. The burn was sharp and the tugging sensation as he began to withdraw his finger felt strange, but when he massaged my prostate, I groaned against Mace’s mouth.

Mace chuckled and said, “Did Cole find your sweet spot?”

I only managed a nod because Cole kept rubbing circles over my gland and I was sure my head was going to blow off as the ecstasy inside of me began to build.

“Do you want Cole to make you come before we get inside you?”

I managed a nod and let out a muffled moan against Mace’s chest as Cole increased the pressure. My dick was pressed up against Mace’s balls so Cole had easy access to it and began giving it long, hard tugs. Mace’s hands went to my hips so that he could push me back and forth onto Cole’s finger and the added friction in between strikes on my prostate had me begging them to let me come. When Mace finally whispered in my ear to let go, I did just that and cried out in relief as my orgasm overtook me. My body clamped down on Cole’s finger as the climax continued to roll through me and each subsequent tug as he continued to push into me had me seeing stars as my release went on and on. When Cole finally pulled his finger free of my body, all I could do was lay there. And when he pushed two fingers into me, I was too worn out to feel the added burn.

I was still lying on top of Mace as Cole continued to prepare me and I reveled in the feel of his rough hands dragging over my sensitized skin. He touched me everywhere he could reach and continued to pepper me with sweet, drugging kisses that soothed me at first but then started to build up my need again. I heard the cap on the bottle of lube being opened behind me and I fought back the tension that threatened to overwhelm me.

Mace sat up, taking me with him. He leaned me back against Cole who was kneeling between Mace’s spread legs and I stilled when I saw him take the bottle of lube from Cole and slather a generous amount on his dick.

I could feel Cole’s slickened cock bumping up against my ass and his arms wrapped around my chest as he skimmed kisses along my neck. Once Mace tossed the bottle of lube aside, he pulled me against his chest and lifted my hips. But it was Cole’s hand who maneuvered Mace’s cock into position and I realized they were going to let me control the pace of taking Mace inside of me.

Mace leaned back and used one arm to brace himself and left the other on my hip as Cole guided me down. I felt Mace’s tip press against me, but I knew I’d need a lot more pressure to get it inside of me. The burn was intense as I forced Mace’s crown past the resistant outer muscles, but something about the idea of knowing he’d be filling me soon had me pushing past the discomfort. I gasped when Mace’s first few inches slipped inside of me. We’d been going without condoms for a while so I knew the heat of being inside someone bare was intense but I hadn’t expected the pleasure of feeling the unique texture of Mace’s cock to feel so good against my inner walls. I raised myself up a little bit before dropping back down, and I moaned at the burn that shot through me and then changed over to something else. I did it again over and over until I couldn’t get any more of Mace inside of me.

I hadn’t realized I’d closed my eyes at some point but when I opened them, I saw that Mace had his head flung back, his eyes closed and sweat was dotting his brow. Even though he was fucking me, I felt like I had all the power. I kept my eyes open as I lifted myself up again and I saw Mace’s jaw harden. When I lowered myself slowly, adding a little bit of a twist to my hips as I reached his pelvis, I saw Mace blow out a breath. Cole’s hands were stroking up and down my spine and over my ass as I rode Mace.

“So fucking tight,” Mace muttered as I picked up the pace. But before I could get too far into it, Mace sat up and gently lifted me up until his dick slipped free of my body. I wanted to protest the loss but then he was shifting my ass backwards and I felt Cole’s dick nudging against me. Cole slid into me in one easy move and he began thrusting into me in earnest. I was sitting astride Cole’s thighs with his arms wrapped around my chest and weight to support me as he glided in and out of me and I reached back to wrap my arm around his neck to draw him to my mouth for a kiss. It was a raw, dirty kiss that had me groaning for more and then Mace was giving it to me. Within seconds I was back on Mace’s dick and as he pumped into me, I felt Cole’s hand tug on my turgid cock which was pressed up tight against my abdomen.

I didn’t know how long they passed me back and forth for but just as I was nearing the edge, they both stopped and Cole, who was inside of me, pulled free. I wanted to beg them to keep going but then they shifted our positions so that Mace was lying flat on his back and I was lying on my back on top of him. His legs were raised just enough to spread me open and allow Cole to fit in between them. I was confused by the positon but didn’t care as soon as I felt a dick slide back inside of me. I knew it was Mace’s when he began thrusting his hips up against mine. I managed to look down to see Cole putting some lube on his finger but it wasn’t until his hand disappeared down by the bedding and Mace groaned that I realized what was happening. Cole was going to fuck Mace while Mace fucked me.

Mace’s thrusts slowed as Cole got him ready and within a minute he was sliding into Mace. My head was lying against Mace’s shoulder and I pulled his mouth to mine as Cole began shuttling in and out of him. Mace’s own glides into me had slowed but as Cole began to pick up the pace, Mace slung his arm around my waist and used it to slide me up and down on his dick. It took only a couple of plunges to get me back to where I’d been before Cole entered Mace and within minutes we were all desperately writhing and bucking against each other in search of relief. Cole’s hand searched out my dick and began fisting it to match the rhythm he was using to fuck Mace.

None of us spoke but our grunts and moans filled the silence of the apartment. I knew I was close when my balls drew up tight against my body and my spine started to tingle, but I couldn’t find the breath I needed to form the words. Mace beat me to it because his arm became like a steel band against my abdomen as his cock rippled and pulsed inside me. Hot, wet liquid spurted inside of me as Mace cried out in relief. My own orgasm started the second Mace’s come coated my inner walls and I dug my fingers into his arm as my release shot all over my abdomen and Mace’s arm. Cole gave Mace a few more hard thrusts before he shouted his pleasure. Mace groaned in my ear as Cole filled him and then Cole was leaning over us both, his mouth searching out ours. I couldn’t move or speak except to whimper when I felt Mace’s cock slip out of me. Someone washed me off but I had no idea who and then I ended up in my favorite position – between the two of them.

I was resting my head on Mace’s shoulder while Cole’s head was on my chest. “I love you,” I said. I didn’t bother with their names because they knew I was talking to both of them.

“Love you,” Cole murmured against my chest. I could tell from his slurred words that he would be out in seconds.

Mace leaned down to brush a kiss over my lips. “Love you,” he said simply and then he shifted to his side so he could drape his arm over Cole while the arm underneath me drew me as close to his body as I could be.

As I drifted off to sleep, I realized that I hadn’t gotten to play with Mace’s new piercing.

“Next time,” I managed to murmur a second before I was out.

Jonas

Two months later

I could barely hold still as I watched the jet roll to a stop several hundred yards from us. I gave the banner that Cole, Mace and I were holding between us a quick once over to make sure we didn’t have it turned upside down by mistake but it looked perfect.

“Damn dog,” Mace muttered as he used all his strength to hold the Mastiff back. We’d driven up to the Hamptons to pick up the dog who’d been in the care of Devlin’s housekeeping staff for the nearly four months that Devlin and Casey had been out of the country. I’d done my best to go up to the house to spend time with Sampson, Jack and the other rescue animals but it had been hard to get out there on a regular basis.

Devlin was the first one off the plane but he had Isabel in his arms and as soon as his feet hit the tarmac, he put her down and she came running right to me. I dropped the banner and Cole pulled it out of the way before she reached me and I managed to catch her when she launched herself at me.

Mace let Sampson go at the same time Izzy reached us and the dog made a beeline for Devlin, who managed to brace himself against its impact.

“Hi, baby girl,” I said as I squeezed Izzy.

“You’ve gotta call me little girl now ‘cause I’m not the baby anymore,” Izzy announced. I smiled at that and then greeted Ryan as he gave me a hug.

“Hey buddy, welcome home,” I said as I ruffled his hair.

“Thanks.”

“He’s sad ‘cause he had to leave his new girlfriend,” Izzy said.

“Am not!” Ryan returned.

The kids went back and forth with each other but my eyes were on Devlin as he held his hand out for Casey who was at the top of the stairs. My gaze fell to the baby in her arms and I felt tears sting my eyes.

“I’ve got her,” Cole said to me as he lifted Izzy from my arms. I managed a quick “thank you” before I started walking forward and as I passed Devlin, I brushed his arm with my hand. He gave me a smile and then headed towards the car.

Neither Casey nor I spoke as I wrapped my arms around her, careful not to jostle the baby. This time around I was the one to wipe at Casey’s tears and then I turned my attention to the baby.

“Oh God,” I whispered. “She’s perfect.”

“I know,” Casey said, her voice thick with emotion. “Here,” she said as she passed the baby to me.

It took me a second to adjust to the feel of the wriggly baby in my arms but a rush of rightness overcame me. Someday I would have this. It wasn’t something Mace and Cole and I had discussed yet but I knew in my bones that it was in our future.

“Did you decide on a name yet?” I asked.

Casey nodded. “Amanda Carrie Prescott.”

I smiled. Amanda had been Casey’s sister. And I knew my friend had chosen Carrie as a way to keep the girl who’d been one of us with us forever. Cole was going to be thrilled.

I shifted the baby so that I was holding her with one arm against my chest and put my other arm around Casey’s shoulders as we began walking towards our family.

“Welcome home, Casey,” I said even though I knew, as my eyes locked on Mace and Cole, that I was the one who’d finally come home.

The End

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