Epilogue/Riley #4
But it wasn’t enough.
“It’s not—” Riley didn’t know what he wanted to ask Jake, but he knew he needed more. “Please, Jake.”
Jake groaned and leaned over him, his chest pressed to Riley’s back as he fucked him harder. His cock slammed in at a new angle that made Riley’s vision blur, and that was it. Jake had somehow known what he was asking for without words.
Now that Jake knew the angle where Riley’s prostate was, his pace grew rougher, his hips snapping forward so that the entire length of his cock disappeared inside him over and over in the perfect rhythm.
Riley pushed back to meet him, greedy for more, feeling the deep, aching fullness every time Jake bottomed out. His hole fluttered and clenched around Jake’s dick, wringing a low groan from him as he fucked him faster, the force making Riley’s knees slide on the sheets.
“I’m close,” Jake growled. “Time to switch positions. The three of you are pushing my stamina to the limit.”
Riley keened as Jake slowed and pulled out carefully, leaving him empty, clenching around nothing, and on the brink of tears from being edged for so long.
Strong hands flipped Riley onto his back, and Jake crawled over him, spreading his thighs wide and hooking them over his arms. Riley looked up at Jake’s flushed face as the bigger man lined up again and sank back inside in one smooth motion.
“Fuck!”
Riley cried out at the sudden change of depth and electric sparks of pleasure racing up his spine.
The new angle had Jake nailing his prostate dead-on when he started thrusting again, and Riley wrapped his arms around Jake’s back, his nails digging into muscle as Jake returned to the same unrelenting pace from before.
It felt different in this position. More intimate. Their bodies were pressed together, chest to chest as they panted against each other’s lips, both rapidly climbing to a climax that threatened to alter reality.
“Gonna come—”
“I know,” Jake groaned, sounding just as wrecked as Riley felt.
Their mouths met in a messy kiss, tongues sliding together while Jake kept driving into him, his hips rolling in long strokes that made Riley’s toes curl.
Riley knew Jake could taste Allen on his tongue, and that somehow made it hotter even though he would have found the thought unpleasant any other time.
Jake’s thrusts grew shorter and sharper as he shifted the pace to something slower, allowing him to drag against Riley’s prostate with every push.
The constant stimulation was what finally brought him over the edge, and Riley’s climax hit hard and fast, light exploding behind his eyelids as he shouted and came.
His cock jerked between their bodies, shooting hot streaks of cum across his own stomach while his hole clamped down hard around Jake’s dick, pulsing and squeezing without him meaning to.
Jake groaned into Riley’s mouth and thrust one final time, burying himself deep as he came. Riley felt every pulse of Jake’s release flooding him, the warmth spreading inside while they kept kissing through it, their tongues moving lazily as their bodies trembled together.
“Holyshitholyshit. Whatthefuck. Holyshit.”
Riley rambled into the kiss as the waves of his orgasm slowly ebbed away, grinning when Jake began laughing against his lips. He pried his eyes open and was unsurprised to feel how damp his lashes were because he was one hundred percent certain he had cried his way through that entire orgasm.
Jake moved to pull out so they could both have room to breathe, but he started laughing again when he somehow became stuck.
“Riles, can you let go of me so I can take the weight off your hips?”
Right. Jake was stuck because Riley still had his arms around his neck and his heels pressed into his ass, keeping them locked in place.
Riley let his limbs fall limply to his sides, and Jake gently pulled out and removed himself from between his legs.
Allen handed Jake one of their body pillows, which was then used to prop Riley’s knees up so his legs could rest more comfortably.
It helped take the strain off his back, and Riley gave a sigh of relief and a thumbs up to show them he was okay.
The relief only lasted until Kingston sprawled over him, digging his face into Riley’s neck so he could kiss and suck on his pulse point.
“That was fucking sexy, Evans. Ally and I barely had to move to get off because you guys were so hot.”
Riley was too tired for how much energy Kingston had, so he gripped his boyfriend by the throat and dragged him closer to meet his mouth. “Shut up and kiss me, Sloan. You’re quieter when you’re sucking on my tongue.”
Kingston understood the assignment and dove in eagerly, taking his turn to taste Allen on Riley’s tongue.
The thought made Riley’s cock jerk, but he was going to strangle the damn thing if it got hard again.
He couldn’t go another round so soon after he’d let Jake rearrange his insides—he would end up in the hospital.
“I love you.”
Riley opened his eyes. He must have closed them at some point, and he was pretty sure he’d fallen asleep in the middle of kissing Kingston, but his boyfriend didn’t seem bothered.
“I love you too,” Riley said hoarsely. The sight of Kingston’s beaming smile was making him feel choked up all over again.
“I love all of you guys,” Allen grumbled quietly. He and Jake were tucked into Riley and Kingston, and Riley couldn’t remember when they’d moved closer.
Allen groaned and buried his face in Jake’s chest. “I can’t believe that less than a year ago, I had resigned myself to being single forever, and now I’m in bed with you guys. Life is unpredictable.”
Riley couldn’t believe he was in a relationship with his rival, fucking his childhood friend, and his childhood friend’s fiancée, but life was indeed unpredictable.
“It’s a nice bed,” Jake said softly. “We all fit.”
Jake’s blunt observation turned Riley’s tired vision blurry with tears, and they all fell silent in the comfort of the simple explanation.
But then Riley groaned and shook his head, marvelling at the fact that Jake was right.
The bed was big enough.
And they all fit together—perfectly.