Jase stirred the cocoa and the sugar, whistling Christmas carols as he did. The scent was pure Christmas. Sure, there were lots of coffee places that sold a wide variety of hot chocolates, and you could buy tons of powders, from cheap to ritzy rich stuff. There was nothing quite like making it at home from scratch. He liked taking care of his lovers. All three of them.
He grinned as he heard footsteps coming into the kitchen. He’d have recognized Rook’s light gait anywhere. Sure enough, warm arms slid around his waist, Rook plastering himself up against Jase’s back.
“Something smells good.”
“Hot chocolate for all, love.” Sweet, rich, creamy.
Rook breathed in deeply. “No, that’s not it. I mean, that smells great, but you smell even better.”
“Rook.” Oh, God. When his lovers said something like that… God.
“Mmmhmm, that’s me.” Rook rubbed against his back and one hand slipped along his hip beneath the apron to wrap around his cock.
“Rook,” he repeated, and the spoon stuttered in the pan.
Jase felt Rook’s smile against his spine. “It’s so hot.” Rook continued to stroke his cock, long, almost even pulls that went straight to his balls.
“I’ll burn the cocoa.”
“So turn it off.” Rook clearly had no plans to stop what he was doing. “I’d rather have this, anyway.”
He spread wider, then moved the pot off the heat. He could finish in a few.
“Good choice.” Rook’s hand tightened, and his lover began to rock them together as he jacked Jase off. Each slide of Rook’s hand along his cock was now accompanied by Rook’s prick rubbing against his crack.
He’d say he couldn’t believe this, but he could. He knew Rook. Rook needed him, wanted him. It didn’t matter what time of year it was, what holiday it was, where they were. His Rookie loved him more than anything.
“Love you,” he whispered.
“And I love you, honey.” The words settled even deeper in his balls than the touches did.
“Pervs.” Knight came wandering through the kitchen, grabbed a cookie, and wandered right back out again.
Rook laughed, the sound sweet and wonderful. Then went right back to stroking his cock, pinching the tip.
“He’s evil.” Jase had to laugh.
“Knight? He’s just jealous.” Rook never missed a beat, jacking him off.
“He’s got Bish in there waiting for him.”
“Uh-huh. Waiting for all of us. But I want you to myself first.” Rook opened his mouth on Jase’s neck, slicking and licking his skin.
“Yes, please. I love this.” Rook. He loved Rook.
“And I love you, Jase. I have everything I want for Christmas, right here.”
Jason nodded. They were lucky; they had all they needed.
Rook reached around with his other hand and bumped Jase’s balls, sending him over the edge.
Lucky and sated.
Merry Christmas to him.
The Chess series has five books featuring Jase, Rook, Knight and Bishop, and the last book stars their body piercer and his man. All are available at Pride Publishing and the distributors.
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