Chapter 19 #3
I released Dom’s thumb. “Please…can you…” I tried gesturing to the area I thought needed more attention, noticing only now that they’d let me slide down to the soft pillow pool. Both Ellis and Linc were in a pretty good position to put their cocks to good use.
Linc caught my hand, letting my fingers slide between his. “You want us to keep going?”
“Yes. Fuck, I told you…”
That ended on an almost-scream when Ellis went hard with his fingers again. He chuckled and pulled those fingers free.
“You took that pretty well.”
I watched Linc turn Ellis’s head toward him and go for a kiss no less passionate than what I’d savored. It was hot. Really, really hot. And it reached scorching when Linc started lubing Ellis up.
Dom slid in next to me, angling his body so that I definitely felt how eager he was.
“You like watching, Little Red? That’s good.
You know, sometimes when we all sleep in the same bed, we wake up like this.
When Ell is up real early before a morning shift, he needs a little treat to get going sometimes.
” He licked the shell of my ear. I was already so overstimulated that this alone made me shiver.
“One morning, I was still mostly asleep when he turned me over and just…you know, fucked me until he came. I know what you’re in for, so I’m a little jealous. ”
“Ah… That…ahh…”
My language skills were going. Linc chuckled, even as he took a firm hold of Ellis and circled that tip with a thumb—yeah, I was salivating.
I was a cock-hungry, salivating writer who was living a dream I hadn’t known I had—three werewolves and a big bottle of lube.
Something in my abdomen pinched with need at the sight in front of me and at the thought of what was ahead.
That rubbing of the cockhead apparently did it for Ellis. He got a little growly, pressed a hard kiss to Linc’s lips that ended in him biting Linc’s bottom lip in yet another display of hotness, then pulled away from Linc’s firm hold.
He looked at me as he pushed my legs wide open. “Can you confirm this is still a yes for you, Marcus?”
He was basically asking me if I still liked oolong. “Fuck yes. Can you please—”
He pressed his hot cock against my opening, and from that alone, my world pretty much exploded into color. Then he kept going, and I felt myself take him, stretch around him, and I was sure I left my body entirely for a good ten seconds.
When I opened my eyes—when had I even closed them?—Ellis was on top of me, his blue eyes all I could see. He pressed a tender kiss to my cheek.
“You okay there, Marcus?”
“Fuck, but this is—I might come from watching you.” Dom. He was still right next to me, one hand in Ellis’s hair, the touch so tender and loving that it made a longing I couldn’t name stir deep inside me.
I turned to him, ignoring the pinch of the stitches as the pillow under my head shifted. “Dom.”
He seemed to know what I wanted, what I needed. He kissed me, then Ellis, who was inside of me, who was starting to move, finally, who was big, so fucking big.
Oh, it was good. Better than anything before this. I already wanted to come so badly, feeling like a soda can that wanted to pop but couldn’t. It was glorious, and before I could complain or do anything other than take what I was getting, Ellis hugged me close to him, his breathing going ragged.
He came with a few hard thrusts, and it felt as if heat flooded into me.
It was amazing, and as if that was all it took, I came too, moments after he did.
His hips were still flexing, his cock still a welcome fullness inside of me.
It was electrifying, and oddly, Ellis holding me tightly made it better.
I moaned, and Ellis kissed my neck, then my mouth.
My cum was sticky between us, but that was fine.
I liked orgasms as much as the next person. I’d had quite a few, also pretty much like the next person. Usually, I felt sleepy afterward, but today, my cock going off only energized me.
Or maybe that was the two remaining werewolves who were clearly still eager.
Neither of them looked as drooly as I felt, but there was some growling going on, and I was wondering whether Ellis caressing my hairline and forehead, careful as ever around my stitches, but not moving, had something to do with that.
So I wiggled my hips. He got the message quickly enough and pulled out, making me sigh. I felt so fucking empty. It had been amazing, him on top and inside, and I wanted that again. I almost reached for him to pull him back, except there were Linc and Dom to consider.
I curled my toes, looking at Linc. “M-more, please?”
Dom shivered next to me, buried his head against my neck, and probably sucked a hickey into my skin.
Linc huffed. “Whatever you want, Marcus. Whatever you want.”
He stroked over Ellis’s sweat-slick abs and licked his fingers. It took me a second to realize he’d done that to taste my cum, which still clung to Ellis’s skin.
My hole twitched in anticipation. It seemed to take Linc an eternity to get between my legs, but I’d be lying if I said I didn’t enjoy watching him move and touch me, watching him watch me.
It made me feel like the most handsome person in the world, and in a way, that was almost better than the sex. Almost.