Julian felt her shudder in his arms. Her scream of pleasure so loud it shocked a smile out of him. He glanced down at Cole at just that moment, seeing the answering happiness in the other man’s face.
Part of him said not to trust in this.
He knew he had to be wary for both himself and Keira. He had to guard them both.
And yet . . . the way the other man had held him earlier when he’d fallen apart. How lost he’d looked when he thought they were leaving him to go back to the bedroom alone. How much hope had filled his face when Julian had asked him if he wanted to taste Keira.
Fuck. He was getting to him.
He let out a deep breath. This was enough for tonight. If things went too much further, he wasn’t sure he’d be capable of guarding his heart.
Or his kitten’s.
Cole seemed to sense the change of mood and stood. Julian stood with Keira in his arms then laid her down on the messy bed. She lay back sleepily, the evidence of her pleasure still coating the top of her thighs.
“I’m just gonna clean up,” Cole said.
“Get a washcloth for her?” Julian called out.
Cole just gave a nod. There was awkwardness between them now and he knew it was his fault. He closed his eyes and let out a deep breath. God, he was tired. So tired. It wasn’t just physical exhaustion, although that was definitely part of it. He was emotionally spent.
Things couldn’t keep going along like this. He knew that.
Maybe Cole was the answer. Maybe he would create more of a problem.
You won’t know which until you try.
“Julian? Julian?”
He opened his eyes, turned to see Cole standing there with a washcloth in hand.
“Oh, right. Sorry.” Had he basically been asleep on his feet? Shit. He was more spaced out than he’d realized.
“Lie down, you’re exhausted.”
Julian nodded and reached for the washcloth.
“May I?” Cole asked, rather formally for someone who’d just had his mouth in Julian’s wife’s pussy and his fingers up her ass.
Julian nodded and climbed into bed on one side of Keira as Cole moved to the other side. She was now sleeping peacefully, completely relaxed. Cole pushed her legs apart to clean her pussy and ass gently. Then he stood.
“I’ll just put this in the bathroom and go back to the couch. I just wanted to say, well, thank you for trusting me with that.”
Julian closed his eyes. “Come back here.”
“What?” Cole asked quietly.
He wouldn’t look at him. Because if he looked at him, he might be tempted to pull him in for a kiss. And he wasn’t sure he would stop there. Right now, his dick was hard, his balls tight and he really wanted to feel Cole’s mouth around his shaft.
“Come sleep with us.”
“You’re sure?”
“Don’t wanna say it again.” Part of him felt a little sad. He wasn’t used to a hesitant Cole. He got that the other man said he was trying to change. But truth was, Julian wasn’t sure he wanted him to lose that take-charge part of himself. That confidence was a part of Cole Saxon.
He just needed to watch he didn’t cross the line from commanding to dickhead.
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