Chapter 27

While Nathan had forgotten about his wounds, Sasha was careful enough not to press their chests together. He just laid there gently on top of Nathan. It wasn’t long before Nathan felt that familiar heat beginning to pool, especially with the way Sasha’s tongue moved against his own, those soft hands slipping up underneath Nathan’s shirts to feather up his belly.

“Hey,” came Jim’s dissenting voice, sounding far, far away, “none a that while we’re still here,” he said, and before Nathan could complain, Sasha was being pulled off of him and rolled onto his back between the two brothers.

Nathan mourned the loss of Sasha’s weight and heat. But Sasha was laughing, and when Nathan glanced over, he saw that Jim and Alex were lying back on the comforter now too, and the redhead had rolled onto his other side, facing Jim.

“Sorry, Jimmy,” the incubus said, “I’d say you can join in, but I don’t think Nathan would appreciate that. Or Alex. Mmm…or maybe she would.”