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ROBBIE SHIVERED UNDER Julien’s touch, and as the words filled his dazed mind, Robbie opened his eyes.
For a while now, he had sensed the connection forming between the three of them, but to finally hear those words spoken out loud by Julien made Robbie feel about as high as a kite on a beautiful summer’s day.
None of his boyfriends had ever said it to him before, and as simple as those three words were, when spoken by someone you desperately wanted to hear them from, it made your entire world change in the blink of an eye.
“You…” Robbie lost his words for a second as he stared into a face he now knew by heart. “I love you too. So much it’s— God, I can’t even speak right now.”
“You don’t need to speak,” Julien said, and kissed Robbie gently on the lips. “Not tonight. Just feel, and know that it’s real.”
Robbie sighed, and Julien slid his tongue between his lips, making Robbie moan and move closer to all the naked skin in front of him, until Julien raised his head—and Robbie immediately knew why.
Priest’s presence was strong enough that Robbie felt it before Priest touched him. But when one of Priest’s muscular arms banded around his waist, pulling Robbie back against his body, the intimate outline of his naked form molded to every inch of Robbie’s clothed one.
“I told you,” Priest said in Robbie’s ear. “Julien’s ours now. Yours and mine.”
Robbie’s body vibrated at the declaration. He felt its truth all the way to his bones as his eyes flicked to Julien, who was now taking in the picture Robbie made wrapped up in his husband’s arms.
“Oui, I am,” Julien said. “And you, mon amour?”
Priest began to unbutton Robbie’s shirt, and Robbie dared not move, hoping, praying that he hadn’t been wrong about this—about the man behind him—but with Priest, one never knew. He kept his feelings so tightly concealed that it was difficult to know if you were reading him right.
“I never thought I’d love anyone this way, but you, mon cœur,” Priest said, and Robbie watched in silent fascination as Julien wrapped a hand around his erection, his lips curving into a beatific smile.
“Hmm,” Julien said. “I do so love it when you’re wrong.”
Priest got to the top button of Robbie’s shirt, freed it, and then he drew it down his arms. When he tossed it aside, he turned Robbie around and whispered above his lips, “In this case, so do I.”
Robbie stared at the man he’d never thought in a million years he would, or could, ever love, and found himself again at a loss for words.
“Robert, you are everything I thought you would be, and so much more.” Priest traced his thumb over Robbie’s lower lip and then kissed him there. “I love you. There’s not one thing I would change about you. Sometimes that takes time to realize, and sometimes it happens in an instant. You were instant for both of us. You were meant to be ours. And if you feel the same way, Julien and I want to celebrate that with you tonight.”
It was all Robbie could do to keep his legs under him as they began to shake. The intensity in Priest’s eyes, coupled with his words, made Robbie want to fall inside him and get lost there. But he managed to nod and say, “Yes, I want that. I don’t know how or…why it works, but I love you too. Both of you.”
“Bien,” Julien said, and Robbie looked over his shoulder at him. “Because we feel exactly the same way about you.”
“Will you let us finish undressing you?” Priest asked, for what Robbie had to believe was the first time ever, and that made him feel…playful.
“Well,” Robbie said, and aimed a coy look in Priest’s direction, “since you asked so nicely…”
Priest’s lips crooked at the side, and he flicked open the button of Robbie’s jeans. “Tonight, I plan on being real nice to you, sweetheart.”
As Priest unzipped Robbie’s pants, Julien moved in behind him and dragged the jeans down Robbie’s legs. “We both do, princesse. Now step out.”
Once all of his clothes were removed and he was as naked as the men in the front and back of him, a shiver of anticipation ran up Robbie’s spine. Julien had straightened to his full height and moved in close enough that his stiff length was now nestled in against Robbie’s ass, and when he splayed his hands on either side of Robbie’s hips, Robbie’s eyelids fell shut and he groaned.
Julien kissed under his ear.
“That feels…”
And when Robbie’s words left him, Julien said, “Oui, princesse?”
“Amazing.” Robbie panted, as Julien smoothed one of his palms across his abdomen and then up along his torso to his nipple. Robbie leaned back into him, and as he did, Priest joined in and trailed his index finger from the base of Robbie’s throat, down to the center of his chest, before detouring to the opposite nipple.