More Than Pride, Kell, Amber [drm ebook reader .TXT] 📗

their bodies. Evin knew he was in shape. He’d known a few shifters who weren’t, but somehow he’d never really thought about being a sexual object before. The focused expression on the two men’s faces before him told him it was time to reconsider.

A blush crossed his face. Damn, he’d never live that down.

“Don’t take forever,” Dillon teased. “Or did you want help?”

The thought of two sets of hands stripping and caressing his body made him harder than concrete.

“I think that’s a yes,” Chester said, smiling.

“I think you might be right,” Dillon agreed

Dillon stalked over to Evin, his every stride mimicking his lion form. Evin bet Dillon made a beautiful beast.

Chester hopped off the bed in a move Evin had to admire as it bounced his dick up and down in an oddly inviting manner. His fingers twitched with the need to feel the hard shaft in his palm. Gorgeous man.

Before he had a chance to touch Chester, he was sandwiched between two hot, naked bodies. Chester pulled Evin’s shirt off and licked Evin’s shoulder with his catlike, rough tongue. Tingles of sensation went down his spine and straight to his erection.

“Look what I found.” Dillon cupped Evin’s cock and rubbed his palm against the placket of Evin’s pants. He couldn’t stop the whimper passing his lips. When Dillon dropped to his knees before him, Evin sighed. 2Dillon’s green eyes sparkled with mischief as he unsnapped Evin’s pants and, in one quick shove, pushed them down to Evin’s feet.

“Ohh, what are you going to do with it?” Chester asked.

The cat shifter wrapped his arms around Evin’s waist, snuggling him from behind.

Evin tried to remember the last time someone had held him. His usual sexual encounters involved a hurried fuck against a wall or in the back room of some bar. Birds didn’t get attached to anyone who wasn’t their mate. They had sex with random strangers until they found their perfect match. Evin had had enough sex in his past to know this was completely different. Dillon’s touch didn’t feel impersonal or rushed as if he were trying to get Evin off as quickly as possible so he could have his turn. Dillon touched Evin like he cared about the man attached to the cock.

“Nice.” Dillon’s deep voice smoothed over the ragged edges of Evin’s soul.

Evin shifted uneasily with his limited mobility. His nerves shook over the vulnerability of his position, with his ankles bound in the denim and his body open to the two men surrounding him. Evin had to force himself to stand still.

Dillon rubbed his large, warm hands up and down Evin’s thighs. The heat soothed him and calmed the bird inside, who urged him to shift and take flight.

“Easy, honey.” Chester kissed Evin’s cheek. “Dillon’s going to take care of you.”

Dillon’s mouth sank onto Evin’s cock. Perfect suction, wet heat and the sight of a stunning naked man on his knees brought all of Evin’s fantasies to life. When Chester was added to the equation—and how could he not include the hot, young stud trying to drill a hole into Evin’s back?—it took little time before he was gripping Dillon’s thick hair to warn the man.

“Give it to him, Evin. He wants to taste you.” A low purr in his ear sent him over the edge with a shout.

Chester rubbed his erection in the crease of Evin’s ass as Evin emptied his balls into Dillon’s willing mouth. Dillon swallowed quickly and, just as Evin became uncomfortably sensitive, Dillon released him. Good thing Chester stood behind him because otherwise Evin would’ve pooled like a puddle onto the floor. It would have been an easy feat since all his bones had dissolved.

“He’s so pretty,” Chester cooed, sliding a finger down Evin’s cheek. 2Evin snorted. “I’m not pretty. You’re the pretty one.”

Dillon helped Evin out of his pants before climbing to his feet.

“Evin’s right—you are the pretty one,” Dillon agreed.

Evin leant forward to capture Dillon’s mouth, but before he could make contact, the lion shifter lifted him up and tossed him over his shoulder.

“Hey,” Evin protested.

Dillon slapped Evin’s bare ass. “Hush.”

“Ooh, look at that colour.” A hand slid across Evin’s butt cheek, light and cautious.

Even if Dillon hadn’t been using both hands to steady him, Evin would’ve known Chester’s fingers anywhere. The younger man’s touch was now branded on his soul.

Evin bounced on the bed where Dillon had dropped him. Chester let out a whoop and threw himself onto the mattress.

A wide smile stretched Evin’s lips. When had he last laughed? The troubles of the bird nation wore him down on a day-to-day basis. The fighting between breeds, the fear of hunters, and his brother’s manic swings from pleased leader to irrational asshole ate away at him.

The happy sigh Chester gave as he snuggled up with Evin caused an unfamiliar, warm sensation in his chest. “Don’t you want us to take care of that?” He pointed at Chester’s erection, which hadn’t gone down in the least.

Chester nodded. “Please. I want Dillon to fuck me. You can fuck me tomorrow.”

Eyeing Dillon’s cock, Evin thought Chester would be too sore the next day for anything.

“Turn over, baby.” Dillon grabbed a tube of lube from the top of his nightstand.

“Expecting company?” Evin’s happy complacency vanished at the thought of Dillon with anyone besides him or Chester. They hadn’t even been properly mated yet and Evin already hated the idea of anyone else ever touching Dillon.

Dillon gave him a wry smile. “Let’s just say I’ve been taking things in hand for a while now.”

“Oh.” That was different. He didn’t mind if Dillon self-pleasured…especially if he got to watch.

Chester happily turned over onto his stomach and lifted his ass, shaking it at Dillon as if trying to tempt him. Evin could have told Chester that Dillon didn’t need any extra 2encouragement. The lion shifter’s eyes were glued to Chester as he slicked himself up.

Luckily there was no need for a condom between shifters since they couldn’t catch diseases.

Evin relaxed after watching