Somehow she managed to refrain. For a little while, anyway.

The movie came to an end, and the screen went black, pitching them into darkness before a white screen flickered on and offered enough light for her to see every little detail of each of them. Leyton’s muscles flexed and moved as he hovered above Jase, his biceps bulging, back muscles straining. The sight pulled her in until she realized she’d moved closer.

Leyton must’ve sensed that she was there, because he stopped sucking Jase and looked over at her. One hand reached out and cupped the back of her head, pulling her to him until their mouths fused together. She kissed him, loving the way he took charge, taking what he wanted from her. But he didn’t linger for long, releasing her mouth and returning his attention to Jase’s cock.

Ashlynn then moved down so that she was lying on her side, her face next to Jase’s. He released Leyton’s dick with a soft pop, and then she crushed her mouth to his, taking his kiss, taking everything he was willing to offer her. His hand slid behind her, palm flat, fingers splayed against her back as he possessively held her close.

“Ash, baby,” he groaned into her mouth. “This is what I’ve wanted. You right here with us.”

“I’m here. Not goin’ anywhere.” Fusing her mouth to his once more, she kissed him deeply, then released him.

She was all out of instructions, caught up in watching when Leyton once again took the lead, pulling away from Jase and turning so that he was over him, chest to chest. Jase stared up at Leyton, and for a moment, she felt as though she wasn’t in the same room with them. They were caught up in one another, their eyes searching until mouths melded together, body sliding against body. She wondered what was going through their minds, wondered what it felt like to give yourself so completely the way the two of them seemed to do whenever they were together.

Ashlynn had always held a part of herself back. She enjoyed sex more than most people, but she’d never allowed it to get an emotional grip on her.

But tonight, watching them, she was suddenly envious … wishing that she could feel even a portion of what they were feeling.

Chapter Forty-Seven

I love you.

Leyton had been working himself up for the better part of the last hour, and he was so close to coming apart at the seams he could hardly think straight. He’d given in to Ashlynn’s need for control, but he’d only managed to play along for a short while. Being tormented with that prostate massager and sucking Jase’s dick wasn’t a hardship, nor was dry humping him while the man kissed him unlike he’d ever been kissed before.

And yes, Leyton had learned that kissing Jase was the greatest form of torture. Ever since they’d spent time in the virtual gun range, the day he’d spent so much time simply kissing him, inhaling him, taking the small pieces of Jase deep inside, Leyton had made sure to take the time to kiss him whenever possible. Over the last six days, confined to the house, they’d made out in damn near every room. Sometimes him and Jase only, sometimes the three of them. When he’d tried the same with Ashlynn, she had always seemed to shy away, though. But he understood why. Kissing was intimate, far more intimate than sex in many ways, and it made sense that Ashlynn kept that part of herself closed off to them.

He had to give it to her, though. Ashlynn was pretty damn creative when it came to sexual foreplay. However, Leyton’s dick was throbbing, the need for release becoming damn near unbearable, and if he left it up to Ashlynn, they’d play for hours. As much as he wanted that, he wasn’t going to be able to hold on.

“Ash, baby, I need lube.”

Ashlynn handed him the lubricant she kept in that case of hers. While he coated his dick, he eyed the vibrator she had in her hand, the pink one she was using to rub against herself through her panties as she sat with her legs splayed, her eyes locked on them.

“Fuck yourself with it,” he instructed.

Squeezing more lube into his hand, he smiled down at Jase.

“Lift your legs up for me.”

Jase was quick to plant his feet on the ottoman, opening himself up so that Leyton could work his fingers into his ass, fucking him slowly while he watched the myriad expressions flash across the man’s face. For the past week, Leyton had watched both of them every chance he’d gotten. Didn’t matter if they were having breakfast, talking business, or showering together—hell, sometimes he even watched them while they slept—he couldn’t seem to get enough of them.

There was no doubt about it, he’d fallen hard and fast, and there was no turning back as far as he was concerned. But he hadn’t yet shared those feelings with them, despite the fact his chest felt as though it was going to explode at times, all of the emotions churning inside him.

Thanks to Max, Leyton had learned what it meant to have family. And thanks to Ashlynn and Jase, he’d learned what it meant to love someone with everything that you were, to want nothing more than their happiness at all times.

But he wasn’t quite sure how to relay that information. Not verbally, anyway.

Peering over at Ashlynn, Leyton sucked in a breath when he saw that she had pushed her T-shirt up over her naked breasts and had moved her panties aside so she could slip that thick dildo into her cunt. It was sexy as fuck, and if he hadn’t been hovering on the edge of his own release, he would’ve taken the time to admire her.

Instead, he guided himself inside the warmth of Jase’s body, then leaned forward, staring down at him.

“I love you just like this,” he whispered to Jase. “Squeezing my dick.”

Jase groaned as his hands came up to cup Leyton’s face. He was trapped in Jase’s glowing blue gaze, and that familiar emotion bubbled up again.

“So beautiful,” Leyton mumbled, rolling his hips, driving himself deeper into Jase. “So fucking beautiful.”

He could feel Ashlynn’s eyes on them, but he couldn’t look away from Jase at that moment.

Jase shifted his hips, pulling his knees in closer to his chest, taking Leyton even deeper while his rough hands cradled Leyton’s jaw.

“I love you,” Jase mouthed, the words not spoken aloud, but Leyton still heard them, still felt them.

Unable to speak due to the hot ball of emotion clogging his throat, Leyton leaned down, pressing his forehead to Jase’s as he continued to rock forward, burying himself as deep as he could go, retreating slowly, then sliding home again. Over and over, he didn’t rush, but he didn’t hold back, either. His heart was racing, his lungs desperate for oxygen, yet he couldn’t stop. The pleasure he found in Jase was unlike anything he’d ever known before, with the exception of what he got from Ashlynn. The two of them … they made him whole, completed him in ways he hadn’t even realized he’d been lacking.

Jase’s hands cupped the back of Leyton’s head as he held him, pulling Leyton down until his mouth was brushing Jase’s neck. Groaning as the sensations became too much, Leyton knew he wasn’t going to hold on much longer.

“I love you,” Leyton whispered against Jase’s ear. “So fucking much.”

“Love … you…” Jase replied, just as softly.

With those words spilling out of his mouth, Leyton came in a rush, his body tensing, then exploding into fragments, leaving him feeling both scattered and whole at the same time.

Chapter Forty-Eight

I love you, too.

Ashlynn heard the words Leyton relayed to Jase, and she felt a longing ignite inside her. This wasn’t desire, it wasn’t passion, it was a hardcore need to feel what had just transpired between the two of them. It was hard to swallow with the emotion bubbling up inside her, but she blinked hard, holding back whatever was trying to break free.