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  Galen stared at Baz. Surely he hadn’t heard that right. Even though he’d known of people having multiple partners, he’d never thought it could go beyond a night or two. “What’re you saying?”

  Baz leaned in for another kiss, his hands straying to Galen’s bare ass. “Have you had many lovers?”

  Galen shook his head. “Just you.”

  “Does the idea of making love to more than one man disagree with you?” Baz asked.

  The thought of Nick touching him in an intimate way didn’t repulse Galen in the least, but why would Nick be willing to share Baz? “Why would he do that?”

  “Who? Nick?” Baz asked.

  “Yes.”

  Baz broke eye contact. “We’ve enjoyed sharing men in the past. I’ll admit, we never thought beyond the fun and excitement of learning a new lover, but you’re not just any lover. Nick knows how much I love you. I guess he figures if we’re going to continue to play anyway, it should be with someone we care about.”

  Galen knew Nick didn’t care about him. Was the handsome blond willing to invite Galen into their bed to make Baz happy? It had been so long since Galen had experienced the touch of a lover. He wasn’t sure his body could handle two. What would it be like to have two men to satisfy? Although Baz had taught him well, Galen knew he was rusty in the art of pleasing a lover.

  “What if Nick is disappointed in me?” Galen finally asked.

  Baz reached between them and wrapped a hand around Galen’s erection. “How could anyone be disappointed in this?”

  Galen moaned as Baz slowly began to stroke his cock. He’d pleasured himself quite often over the years, but his memories of Baz’s touch hadn’t done the real thing justice. He knew if he had any hope of going further with the man in front of him, he’d have to open his heart and body to Nick. His stomach growled, interrupting his train of thought.

  “Sorry.”

  “Don’t be silly. I should apologize to you. Here I am thinking of nothing but burying my cock inside you when you’ve gone days without eating.” Baz took a step back.

  Galen immediately longed for Baz’s touch once more. He pressed himself against Baz and kissed him, thrusting his tongue deep. “Eating isn’t on my mind right now.”

  Baz chuckled. “Maybe not, but there’s no way you can keep up with me and Nick if you’re weak.”

  Baz picked up the bowl from the vanity and started to lead Galen from the room. “We’ll have to warm your soup.”

  Galen planted his feet. “Wait. I can’t go out there like this.”

  With one hand on the doorknob, Baz turned around. “I won’t pressure you. If you want things to progress between the three of us, come out like you are. If you need time, wrap a towel around your waist, and I’ll know to find you some clothes.”

  Baz gave Galen another kiss before leaving the small room.

  Galen closed the toilet lid and sat down. Things were happening so quickly that his head was beginning to spin. He ran his fingers through his drying curls and went over his options. In Hell, time was irrelevant. Whether he made love to both men in the next hour or hundred years, it would still be only a blink of an eye in the grand scheme of things.

  What he needed to come to terms with was a physical and possibly emotional relationship with Nick. Could he do it and not feel like the third wheel? Although the idea appealed to him on a base level, Galen didn’t want to be merely a plaything for the man. Maybe it was because Galen had never known sex without love, but he doubted he was the kind of man who could enjoy one without the other.

  Loving Nick right away wasn’t a necessity, but Galen knew the possibility needed to be there before he could proceed. Playthings could become tiresome and tossed away, but after two thousand years of loving the same man, Galen knew love would outlast everything.

  Galen stood and studied himself in the mirror. He ran his hand over his cheek, not surprised to find very little hair. His looks were so different from the other two men. Galen turned his attention to his body. Where had his muscles gone? He’d once been a trained soldier. Although he’d never been as big as Baz, he had been well defined. All of that was gone as he stared at the skinny man in front of him. Would Nick be turned off by the sight of him?

  Stop it. If Baz hadn’t been repelled by Galen’s new body, there was hope Nick wouldn’t either. Galen didn’t know anything about the men Baz and Nick had shared in the past, but surely they had enjoyed pleasure with a thin man before.

  Turning away from his image, Galen walked to the door and opened it. He was ready to accept whatever happened with open arms.

  * * * *

  Nick was sitting at the kitchen table when Baz came into the room. Nick couldn’t read his partner’s mood, which worried him. “Everything okay?”

  Baz stopped in front of him and bent down for a deep kiss. “We’ll see

  “Hungry?” Nick asked, pointing toward the plate of sandwiches he’d prepared.

  “Yes. But first I need to reheat this soup for Galen. The first one got cold while we were talking.” Baz ran his fingers through Nick’s hair. “I hadn’t realized how much I’d missed him.”

  Nick covered Baz’s hand. The last thing he wanted was to make Baz feel guilty about the love he’d carried for Galen for so long. “I know. I can see it in your eyes when you look at him.”

  “He’s too thin,” Baz said.

  Nick nodded. Although he and Baz had always had a great sex life, they both tended to gravitate toward thinner, smaller men when looking for a third to join them. It seemed natural to Nick that Galen was the way he was, almost fated, like their entire relationship had been preparing them to bring Galen into the fold of their love.

  Baz released his hold on Nick’s hair and went to the stove. “I’m worried about going to Old Town.”

  Nick was, too. It was one of the reasons he felt so strongly about forming a bond with Galen as soon as possible. He wasn’t sure what they would face in Old Town, but being united would only strengthen them.

  Movement in the doorway caught Nick’s attention. He glanced over and felt his cock immediately harden. Galen stood completely open to Nick’s gaze. Galen’s lean frame did nothing to take away from his incredible beauty.

  “Hungry?” Nick asked, hoping to draw Galen further into the room.

  “Yes,” Galen said with a nod.

  Nick walked over to the table and pulled out a chair. “Baz is heating the soup. There are sandwiches if you’d like.”

  Biting his lip, Galen made his way to the offered chair. Before sitting, he reached for Nick’s hand.

  Unsure of what to do, Nick allowed the smaller man to take his hand.

  Staring Nick in the eyes, Galen ran Nick’s hand down his chest to his groin. “Touch me.”

  Nick opened his hand and palmed Galen’s sac, surprised at the weight. The skin was soft with a light scattering of fine black hair.

  Galen’s eyes closed as he leaned further into Nick’s touch.

  Although Nick was aware of Baz standing across the room, he knew the moment belonged to Galen. He brushed his lips across Galen’s. “Tell me how you like to be touched.”

  “With a sure hand like that of my mentor’s,” Galen replied.

  Nick glanced at Baz. His lover’s nostrils were flared as he stood with the pot of soup in his hand. He wondered if he should invite Baz over to join them, or if it was seeing just the two of them together that seemed to turn Baz on.

  Nick moved his hand from Galen’s balls to wrap around the long, hard length of the thinner man. Galen whimpered as Nick began a steady rhythm, applying the same amount of pressure he knew Baz enjoyed.

  Galen’s fingers dug into Nick’s shoulders as he began thrusting his hips. “Yes.”

  Nick leaned in and bit at the tender skin at the base of Galen’s neck. The man may not have had sex for years, but it was obvious he enjoyed it. At that moment, Nick wanted nothing more than to impale Galen’s tight body on his cock.

  “I can’t hold it,
” Galen cried as his body began to jerk.

  “Don’t hold it. Release it to me,” Nick whispered before sealing his mouth over Galen’s.

  A warm splash of seed coated Nick’s hand as Galen’s body began to vibrate with the intensity of his climax. Nick was so caught up in the moment, he wasn’t aware Baz had joined them until a third set of lips joined their kiss.

  Nick turned his head enough to share Galen’s mouth with Baz. He felt Galen start to sink to the floor and wrapped his arm tighter around the man’s waist, holding him in place. It was more than a kiss he shared with the two men, it was a promise.

  Chapter Seven

  Galen woke sandwiched between Nick and Baz. He barely remembered the two men feeding him before putting him into bed. Other than his orgasm, they had done little besides kiss. Nick and Baz had been adamant about taking care of Galen, something he definitely wasn’t used to after so many years of being alone.

  Under his hand, Galen felt the bare skin of Baz’s hip. He hadn’t remembered the two men undressing and climbing into bed with him. Galen wondered if they had waited until he drifted off. He ran circles over Baz’s hip before moving to run his fingers down the crease of his mentor’s ass.

  “Mmmm,” Baz moaned, opening his eyes. “Are you feeling better?”

  In answer, Galen stuck his tongue out and waited for Baz to capture it with his mouth. Years ago, it had been Baz’s favorite way to greet him after a hard lesson. Baz seemed to remember immediately.

  Baz released Galen’s tongue and leaned over Galen’s shoulder. “Give me a kiss, love.”

  Nick kissed Baz as his hand playfully squeezed Galen’s half-hard cock. Soon three sets of hands were touching and exploring. Galen rolled to his back and pulled Nick’s head down for a kiss. He tickled the roof of Nick’s mouth with the tip of his tongue as Baz and Nick joined hands to stroke Galen’s cock.

  Galen broke the kiss and groaned as his cock threatened to erupt. “I think I’m going to enjoy this new arrangement,” he sighed.

  “Sex is even better in The City,” Baz said. “Here you can have it anytime, anywhere.”

  Nick grunted as Baz moved down to swallow Galen’s cock. “So hot.”

  Galen couldn’t agree more. There was something so incredibly sexy about the sight of Baz’s lips wrapped around his cock. Galen reached down and ran a hand over the short black hairstyle his lover favored.

  “When you’re finished down there, I have something else in mind.” After he said it, he blushed. Never had he been so forward with his mentor.

  Baz released Galen’s cock and chuckled. “Ask that big Scott beside you if he’ll ready you.”

  Galen swallowed. It was one thing to ask Baz to fuck him, but he wasn’t sure he’d have the same nerve with Nick. Although the idea did appeal to him very much, Galen bit his tongue.

  Nick, who’d evidently decided to take pity on him, climbed over to the bedside drawer closest to Baz. He withdrew a bottle unlike anything Galen had seen.

  “What’s that?” he asked.

  Nick held up the bottle. “Lube.”

  “Lube?”

  “To stretch and ease the passage of a big fat cock up your ass,” Baz said with a chuckle from his position between Galen’s thighs.

  Galen glanced down at Baz. “Is it like the oil we used to ease your length up my ass?”

  “Better,” Baz answered. “Hey, Nick, show Galen how good quality lube can feel.”

  Nick passed the bottle to Baz. “Since you’re hogging all the room down there, why don’t you do it? I’ll concentrate on Galen’s upper half.”

  Baz took the lube, and Galen braced himself for what was to come. Before he let his nerves get the best of him, Nick leaned down and kissed him. What started as a soft brush of lips quickly morphed into an all-out assault. Nick plundered Galen’s mouth with his tongue as his hands began to wander.

  A pinch to one of his nipples had Galen crying out. He’d always been sensitive, but there was something about the rough texture of Nick’s callused skin that drove his passion even higher.

  Nick grinned. “You like that?”

  Galen started to answer when Baz slowly breached his hole with the first finger. “Ohhhh,” he moaned.

  In no time, Galen felt boneless. He lifted his head off the pillow and looked down at Baz. Fuck. Not only was Baz stretching Galen, but he was fingering his own hole at the same time. Galen’s gaze went back to Nick. “Are you going to fuck him?”

  Nick sucked Galen’s bottom lip into his mouth before answering. “Yep. Baz is a greedy bastard. He likes to be the man in the middle.”

  Although the idea excited Galen, the thought of them doing it with other men didn’t sit well. His emotions must have been apparent, because Nick began to nuzzle Galen’s neck.

  “What’s wrong? If you don’t want me to fuck Baz this time, I won’t.”

  Galen bit his bottom lip. He didn’t have a right to voice what he felt and he knew it. “No. It’s okay for you to make love to Baz. He belongs to you.”

  Nick lifted up and gazed down at Galen. “He doesn’t belong to me, but we’re together. Just like I hope the three of us are now together.”

  Galen nodded.

  Nick’s eyes narrowed. “What else?”

  “Nothing,” Galen answered.

  Nick scooted even closer to Galen, running a hand down his cheek. “Be honest with us and yourself.”

  Galen glanced down at Baz, who had slowed his movements. “The idea that I’m another of a long list of thirds hurts my feelings, I guess.” Galen shook his head. “Never mind. I’m being stupid.”

  Baz withdrew his fingers and sat up between Galen’s spread thighs. “Even though I loved Nick, I always felt something was missing. That something was you. I may have tried to fill the void with other men, but I finally have you back. Now I have everything I could ever want or need.”

  Galen studied Baz, searching for the truth in the man’s eyes. When he found it, he turned his gaze to Nick. “What about you? Why would you share Baz with me?”

  “Because whether I knew it or not, I’ve always shared Baz with you. I don’t begrudge the love the two of you have for each other. I’d just like to be a part of it,” Nick explained.

  Galen pulled Nick down for a kiss as he positioned his legs over Baz’s shoulders. How had he gotten so lucky? Had all the hours spent in prayer been rewarded? He tickled the roof of Nick’s mouth with his tongue. It was easy to understand why Baz loved Nick.

  “Ready?” Baz asked, positioning his cock at Galen’s stretched hole.

  Galen broke the kiss with Nick and smiled down at Baz. “Always. I’ll never deny you.”

  Nick chuckled. “Don’t tell him that. He’ll have you bent over every chance he gets.”

  Galen laughed in return. “That’s okay. I’ve been praying for this day for over two thousand years. I have a lot to catch up on.”

  “Come on, smartass, get behind me,” Baz said to Nick.

  Nick gave Galen one more deep kiss. “I’m glad we’ve found you.”

  The statement meant more to Galen than he could ever express. He felt his insides warm as he began to think of a future with the two men. The breach of his outer ring by Baz’s thick cock burned, but not enough to call out. Stopping wasn’t an option as far as Galen was concerned.

  He rode out the pain until Baz was fully seated. Galen was given time to adjust as Nick plowed his way deep into Baz’s ass. Once the three of them were connected, an incredible peace came over Galen. He closed his eyes and vowed to do anything to keep both men.

  Galen moaned as Baz pulled out and sank back in. “So good. It’s been so long.”

  When Baz didn’t say anything, Galen opened his eyes to stare up at his mentor. Tears swam in Baz’s eyes as he continued to slowly fuck Galen.

  “I love you,” Baz whispered. “I should have searched for you.”

  Galen shook his head. He knew the truth. He wouldn’t have allowed Baz to find him. Galen tried to p
ush thoughts of Lysander away as Baz continued to make love to him. Why would Lysander try and claim what rightfully belonged to Baz?

  Galen closed his eyes again, unable to look at the emotion in Baz’s dark brown eyes. He was to blame, he’d always known it. If he would have given himself to Lysander when pressed, the murders would have never happened. He’d always known it was his fault. Why did I have to flirt with Lysander that day beside the well?

  “Stay with us, baby,” Baz grunted as he pistoned his hips back and forth between Galen and Nick.

  “What will happen in Old Town?” Galen asked, staring at Baz once more.

  Baz leaned down and pressed a kiss to Galen’s lips. “Not now.”

  Galen bit the inside of his cheek as he tried again to push thoughts of Lysander away. It didn’t seem to matter what he did, the guilt and pain caused by Lysander seemed to be his constant companion.

  Baz shifted and drove his cock even deep into Galen’s ass. Galen cried out at the exquisite invasion. He reached up and ran his hands over Baz’s hair before continuing beyond to brush Nick’s cheeks.

  Nick smiled, making eye contact with Galen. “Forever,” Nick mouthed the word.

  The declaration sent Galen over the edge with little warning. He shot stream after stream of thick seed between his body and Baz’s. As he continued to come, he felt the sting of tears. He didn’t want to cry, he wouldn’t.

  Galen blamed his out of control emotions on his rewarding climax, calling Nick and Baz’s names to the ceiling. He had one last thing to confess to Baz. Galen feared, now more than ever, it would not only drive Baz away, but Nick as well.

  Baz leaned down to kiss Galen, almost folding Galen’s body in half. With two men fucking in the room, the sounds of skin slapping skin was deafening.

  Galen watched as Nick began to whisper in Baz’s ear. Baz’s face screwed into an expression of torture as he obviously fought to stave off his climax.

  Nick bit the side of Baz’s neck as his body began to jerk with the force of his orgasm, leaving only Baz.

  Galen gazed into Baz’s eyes. “Drench me with your seed.”

  “Oh, fuck!” Baz yelled as he came.