Lucky Boys (Il Fortunato #1)

8. Skye

CHAPTER 8

SKYE

Luca didn’t let himself lose his perfectly maintained control often, so when he did, it was something Mav and I noticed right away, and we wanted to do what we could to help him.

The tip of my tongue just grazed Luca’s tip when his fingers curled in my hair, pulling me back and just out of reach. Mav came behind me, his legs straddling my feet, his front pressed against my back, his presence sending goose bumps up and down my spine.

“You really are greedy for it, huh?” Luca asked cruelly, his eyes hot and heavy, bearing down on my face.

Luca wasn’t sadistic, not the way Mav was, but there were times when he needed that side of him to shine, and I was more than happy to help there.

“Yes, Boss. Fuck, I need it.”

Luca hummed, but instead of allowing me to taste him, he slapped his dick against my cheek a couple times, leaving a trail of precum behind him. I tried to reach for it with my tongue, but Mav covered my mouth with his big ass hand.

“Mm-hmmm” I mumbled, the only thing I could manage.

Mav laughed, holding me in place. Luca had released my hair and was running his thumb over the bridge of my nose, smiling down at me with a fondness people usually reserved for their pets. The look went straight to my core and I whined, trying to fight against Mav’s hold. I wanted . . . I needed . . .

I knew most people would never understand the relationship the three of us had. Lord knew my own family couldn’t. They thought it couldn’t be real, that we couldn’t possibly love each other. People who loved each other didn’t treat their partners like pets. They didn’t have open relationships.

I’d learned a long time ago not to let it bother me. Others didn’t have to understand. Our love wasn’t less real just because it wasn’t the norm. Ever since I’d been a teenager, I’d understood that the way I loved wasn’t what most people expected. I’d never been the jealous type. I wanted to see my partners happy, and if their happiness came from being with more than one person, then that was just fine with me. I felt the same. My heart was big enough to love more than one person, and I’d never understood when my parents or other adults would yell at me and tell me I was wrong when I tried to explain that.

As I’d gotten older, I’d refined my definition, especially as I’d started to learn about being polyamorous, and then a little later, kink. Now I knew it was all about honesty and communication, and the three of us were amazing at that. I’d never felt uncertain about my place with either of them, regardless of any outside relationships or what a scene might look like. We knew each other’s limit lists inside and out, and I’d never trusted anyone the way I trusted Maverick and Luca. That was why I was able to let go and sink into this headspace that I loved so much.

“You know better than that, slut. You have to earn it.” I flexed my hips. “What do you think, Luc? Does he deserve your cock?”

Luca looked down into my eyes, and I saw the moment he let the dominant side of him come to the forefront. I nearly shivered at the dangerous smile he gave me.

Luca shrugged. “I don’t know, but I’m feeling generous today.”

Maverick grumbled his agreement. His hand left my mouth, and I had just enough time to suck in a rough breath before Luca was saying, “Open up boy.” Then he was pushing his cock into my mouth.

I barely had a chance to relax my throat before he was thrusting all the way in.

I didn’t have much of a gag reflex, but the first thrust took me by surprise and had me gagging. By the third, I got control of myself, loosening all my muscles, and just allowed my mouth to be a cock sleeve for Luca as he took his pleasure.

My own dick pulsed against my stomach, straining painfully. I had to grip one of Luca’s thighs to steady myself. I reached for my cock with my other hand, but Mav was there, grabbing both my arms and pulling them behind my back, holding them with his strong grip.

“I don’t think so, boy. Toys are used. They aren’t here for their own enjoyment.”

I moaned around Luca’s cock, causing another string of precum to coat my tongue. Behind me, Mav had also fallen to his knees and was rubbing his dick along my spine. Holy fuck.

Luca’s pace intensified, and all I could do was hang on.

“Look at you, Skye. So fucking beautiful. Look at those tears. They’re just for me, aren’t they?”

I grunted an affirmative but couldn’t manage any more than that. Luca had a thing for tears. Seeing them stream down his sub’s face from his cock alone always brought out the wild beast in him.

“Fuck. Your mouth is so fucking perfect. My perfect fucking cock sleeve, just here for my pleasure.”

My eyes squeezed shut as my vision began to blur along the edges. Luca pulled out, just long enough for me to suck in one shaky breath before he was all the way back down my throat again.

“You’re so fucking hard, boy. You really do love to be used. Are you going to come just from this?” Luca asked harshly.

All I could manage was another strangled sound. Luca looked over my head, and I knew he and Maverick were having an unspoken conversation. Then, before I could even process what was happening, Luca slid out and Mav let go of my arms. I was on my hands and knees, and then Maverick was kneeling in front of me, his gray eyes gleaming with sadistic pleasure.

“Open up.” Maverick was thicker than Luca, and a little longer, but I had every inch of their cocks memorized by now, so it only took a second to relax enough to adjust to the new intrusion.

“Good boy, good slut,” Mav muttered as he thrust his hips forward at the same time as something cold and slick touched my hole.

“Fucking A, Mav, I think our toy was all stretched out and ready for us.” I grunted an affirmative around Mav’s dick. Luca had been so tense, I’d had a feeling the day would end like this, so I’d been prepared before I’d found my men.

“Needly little whore.” Mav’s big hands circled the sides of my neck, his thumb against my Adam’s apple so he could feel every swallow around him. Luca already had two fingers inside me.

Luca was quick and rough, minimal prep. His fingers slid out, and then I felt the blunt head of his cock against my hole.

Even with the prep, there was a nice little burn as Luca pushed in roughly, one I fucking loved. I tried to push back, but Maverick squeezed tighter, making it impossible for me to move.

I really was their cock sleeve then. Luca’s fingers gripped my hips tight, most definitely leaving bruises. They both held me completely still, and all I could do was stay loose and open and take it. My dick was leaking every fucking where. I had to come so badly. I whimpered, which of course just made the two of them laugh. Assholes.

Luca’s hips faltered, and Mav threw his head back.

“Coming. Swallow every drop, Skye,” Maverick said roughly. “So is your boss. You’re getting filled from both ends, just like a toy like you deserves. Let me see how much you love the taste of our cum.”

Holy fuck. Maverick had his dick so far down my throat that I barely even felt it when his first squirt of cum shot down it. He pulled back a bit, and I tasted that salty, warm goodness. I closed my eyes, savoring every drop.

When he was finally done, I was swaying on my hands and knees but managed to lick him clean. Luca pulled out after a minute and then tugged me back into his lap on the floor. I tilted my head back, feeling a little woozy, and he smiled down at me affectionately, his eyes hazy. He soothed his fingers through my hair. His gaze trailed down to my very hard dick. I hadn’t managed to come just from that, but two pumps would have me there.

“Let me take care of that, baby,” Luca whispered.

Maverick kissed me softly, full of affection, before climbing to his feet, but I didn’t see or care where he was going because Luca’s hand tightened around my cock, and I wasn’t kidding—two pumps and I was shooting my load all over his hand.

We were both a mess and out of breath by the time I finished. Maverick came back with a thing of baby wipes and somehow managed to help both of us over to the love seat in the corner of Luca’s office. It wasn’t big enough for all three of us to sit, but the two of them squeezed in and I happily cuddled into their laps.

I never needed much aftercare, it was usually more for Luca, who was big into it, but I did fucking love snuggling into his chest and breathing in his smoky, whiskey scent. Both of my men whispered sweet things to me, telling me how good I was as they took their time cleaning us up.

Once most of the stickiness was gone, I allowed my eyes to close and I started to drift. Mav’s fingers traced absent patterns on my legs while Luca held me tight and kissed up and down my neck and shoulders. Eventually, Luca kissed the top of my head. “Thank you.”

I shrugged, still feeling a little sleepy. I wondered if they’d mind if I took a little nap right here. “Don’t gotta thank me. We’re partners. That’s what we’re here for.”

“I love you, Skye. I don’t think I say it enough.”

I shrugged again. He didn’t need to say it. I knew. Though, it was still nice to hear. “Love you too. Love you too, Mav,” I added in case he was feeling left out.

Mav laughed huskily. “I know, baby. I love you both too.”

After we finished our chorus of I love yous , we all drew quiet until Luca squeezed my shoulder. “C’mon, baby. Let’s head to bed.”

I wasn’t entirely sure how we got out of Luca’s office and to his room. We all had our own rooms, but most nights we ended up back here since he had the biggest bed. They’d even managed to put my underwear back on, but honestly it was all a blur. All I remembered was crawling into the center of Luca’s massive bed while my two men lay next to me, their bodies warm and comforting, until I fell into a deep and dreamless sleep.