Chapter 23 Sharing is Caring
Sharing is Caring
TERRANCE
After our adventure at Priapus, our appetites grew. However much we enjoyed having sex with each other, our dragons had needs, and it seemed their joined craving couldn’t be denied.
I just had to find a sustainable solution.
Since getting rid of Carlos, Lothair had faced very few incidents in public.
It was clear that most of the threats he’d received and the sudden swarms of fans accosting him were due to intentional information leaks from Carlos’s office.
It made me furious whenever I thought about it.
Carlos had been endangering Lothair for media attention and financial gain.
Lothair didn’t mention him again and considered the problem solved, but I remained wary.
Unless Carlos found a gold mine elsewhere, he was unlikely to give up so easily.
While I had no idea if he was the vindictive type, I wouldn’t take any unnecessary risks.
We visited Priapus one more time, a week after meeting the delightfully insatiable Rico.
We spent part of the night with an omega couple Lothair had been eyeing the first time we were there.
They kissed and clung to each other as we fucked them from behind.
Lothair didn’t take his eyes off me, and the look in them just before we came…
I could have so easily half shifted right then.
Sadly, going to the club on a regular basis could harm Lothair’s public image, privacy, and security. Of course, he would disagree, probably calling me a control freak and overprotective. But we needed safer ways to satiate our newfound hunger.
On a lazy Saturday afternoon, I found myself staring at Zach’s face on the Rafaelo app as I sat by the pool.
I didn’t have a direct way of contacting him, which was smart of him and the agency.
I could only imagine how many overzealous clients would harass the escorts outside of work.
If I contacted him through the app, how would I go about it so as not to reveal too much?
Lothair had been on set during the night, so he got up late and was now swimming in the pool after a lengthy lunch. I glanced up just as he turned at the opposite end and moved toward me, cutting through the water with his usual grace and strength.
It still surprised me sometimes how much my inner peace depended on Lothair’s happiness. He was content now, but I yearned to see him excited and joyous. That could be achieved mainly through two activities—flying and sex.
I thumbed the message icon on Zach’s profile. A pop-up window appeared.
Zach may not reply outside his working hours. To make a booking, please use the calendar function in the menu.
I clicked on continue and typed.
Me: Dear Zach, I’m sorry for the silence. L and I have been going through some changes in our lives. I’m grateful to you for bringing us together and for your discreet professionalism. We’d like to see you again. If you’re open to that, I’ll book an entire evening.
I paused, pondering how best to phrase the following important tidbit. Then I reminded myself that Zach had worked as an escort for a long time and had probably experienced things I couldn’t even imagine. I went with the harmless lie we’d already told the omegas in Priapus.
We’ve been through enhancement procedures. Is that a problem for you? I hope to see you soon!
I pressed send and put my phone aside. Lothair was just climbing out of the pool, rivulets of water trickling down his glorious body. He wasn’t wearing swim trunks, the smug bastard.
His grin turned devilish when he caught me staring at his dick.
“There’s no staff in the house except for the guards at the gate,” he said.
“Then you can suck me off right here.”
Lothair chuckled and got to his knees, all wet and naked. He pulled my cock from my loose linen pants and slid down my length, making a yummy sound.
His lips tightened around the base, and tendrils of pleasure spread from my knot and balls. My eyes falling shut, I leaned back and put my hand on Lothair’s head. I combed my fingers through his wet hair as he took me into his throat and swallowed around my cockhead.
Did I even remember how sex felt before Lothair? It definitely hadn’t been this overwhelming blend of visceral need and boundless joy.
My phone beeped. Deciding to tease my mate, I reached for the device.
Lothair grazed the underside of my dick with his teeth and flicked his tongue against the ridges.
“What the fuck, Terry? If it’s about work, I’m throwing your phone into the pool.”
“No. It’s about our pleasure. Keep sucking, and I’ll tell you.”
He squinted but wrapped his lips around my cockhead.
Zach: Hi! I had a cancellation tonight—I’m free after 8. I’d love to see you both, and enhancements are welcome.;) You can fill in a plus-one on the app.
Lothair seemed to be doing his best to distract me.
Gritting my teeth against the onslaught of sensations, I quickly opened Zach’s calendar and made a booking, adding a plus-one.
The hourly price immediately doubled. Well…
Zach deserved the money. I confirmed and dropped my phone onto the chair by my hip.
Lothair would be over the moon. He’d mentioned Zach since our night together.
“Now you can make me come,” I told him as I relaxed into the chair.
Except Lothair pulled off and sat back, lazily stroking his erection. He smirked at me with his reddened lips.
“Hey! I was close,” I protested.
“What was that about?” he demanded, pointing at my phone. “Spill.”
I sighed. He would torture me until I told him. “I booked Zach for this evening.”
His eyes got big, and he smiled, flicking his fingers against my hard cock. It bobbed, and I hissed. Lothair blinked up at me innocently.
“Then we’d better save this for later, huh?”
“You fucker!”
The next second, I was on him. We wrestled by the pool, first laughing, then kissing…until we clutched at each other, pressing our dicks together. He took us both in his hands, and I only had to thrust a few times before we came together, staining Lothair’s torso with cum.
We decided to go to my apartment. Zach already had the address, so no new information had to be shared. While I trusted Zach, I didn’t want Lothair to leave a digital footprint on the app or to have the Rafaelo driver arrive at the property.
We had sushi delivered and opened a nice bottle of Prosecco. As we waited for Zach, I could sense Lothair’s anticipation growing with mine. He kissed me, tasting of wine, and brushed his palm over my half-hard dick in my pants.
“I want you to fuck me while I’m inside him,” he murmured against my lips.
“Oh, yes. As long as Zach is up for that.”
“Something tells me he’ll be fine with anything we come up with.”
“He has limits, you horndog.”
“Yeah, but they’re compatible with our own.”
“Possibly.”
“Are you nervous?” he asked. “You seem a little tense.”
“No. Just… It’s a lot. I’m getting used to it.”
Lothair frowned at me. “I thought you wanted the same as me.”
I caught his face between my hands. “I do. My dragon soars seeing you fuck a breedable body. It’s like your pleasure is now connected to mine.”
He observed me for a moment, his expression thoughtful. “Your dragon likes it. But what about you, Terry? Because while this is fun, I don’t want to do it if there’s the slightest chance…”
“Shh. I love it, Lothair. All of me. I love seeing you, feeling you fuck. If I ever witness you breed someone, I might spontaneously combust. And when you kissed me while I was balls deep in Rico, it was like the sky opened and angels sang.”
“Then why are you fidgeting?”
I sighed. “Maintaining the sex life we both crave will come with a lot of challenges. Your career, your public image, your security. It’s all fragile.”
Lothair grinned, carefree as always. “I’ve been fucking omegas for years. It’s part of my public image.”
I poked his chest with a finger. “And it’s always been risky.”
“I’m getting a sense of déjà vu. We’ve circled back to when you first started working for me, haven’t we? May I remind you that you yourself told me Zach is as safe as they come?”
“He is. I hope that, with Zach, if we’re all okay with it, that it could become a regular thing.”
“Then relax. He enjoyed himself last time, and he likes you as a client. He all but jumped at the opportunity to see you again. He’ll be here soon, and we’ll make sure to blow his mind on top of the hefty fee we’re already paying him. How about we take it one step at a time, huh?”
Was Lothair suddenly the reasonable one? “I’m overthinking it.”
“A little.”
I laid my head on Lothair’s shoulder. “No wonder people say non-monogamous relationships get complicated.”
“Ours is simple in comparison,” he said.
“I love you above anything else in the world, and you love me too. That’s why you worry.
But you don’t have to carry everything on your shoulders, Terry.
Speak to me. I’ve been known to behave like an immature asshat, but that was because I had no reason to care.
Now I have all the reasons. Talk to me, and we will sort these things out together.
You planned our visits to Priapus, no doubt taking extreme measures to keep me safe, and now you set up the thing with Zach, again with my comfort and pleasure on your mind. But you don’t have to do everything.”
“I need you happy.”
He pulled back, staring at me with a hint of frustration in his features. “And I need you happy. When you’re worried about something, you tell me, and we work together to solve it.”
I sighed. “I talked to Boone on Wednesday. They still haven’t been able to locate Carlos. He’s vanished.”
Lothair’s jaw ticked. “Okay. Maybe he’s trying to start over somewhere far away from here.”
“Or he’s keeping a low profile while plotting revenge against Paris and you.”
He opened his mouth to say something then clenched it shut. He caressed my cheek and the corner of my mouth with the pad of his thumb.