41. The Love
CHAPTER FORTY-ONE
THE LOVE
Julian
I watch the two of them, heat building low in my stomach. I just came, but I can feel my cock waking up again. Sophie rocks her hips against Kai’s, taking him deeper with every roll. She’s breathtaking like this—flushed, trembling, completely at his mercy. But it’s the way Kai watches her, his silver-gray eyes burning with reverence, that undoes me.
The sight of them together—the raw connection, the unspoken trust—sends a jolt of longing through me. I want to be part of it.
All of it.
“She belongs to you,” I say, my voice low and dark, as I step closer to the bed.
Kai’s eyes flick to mine, the knife still in his hand as he drags it slowly down Sophie’s side. “She does,” he says softly, his voice vibrating with unshakable certainty. “But she’s not the only one.”
My breath catches, and for a moment, the weight of his words presses down on me. Kai watches me, his gaze sharp and unrelenting. Everything narrows down to this exact moment, and I stroke my cock a few times until I’m fully hard again.
“Switch with me,” I murmur to Sophie, leaning close enough to feel the heat radiating from her skin.
Sophie whimpers as I guide her off him, her legs shaking as she shifts to the side. Her eyes meet mine, wide and glassy, her chest heaving as she watches me slide down between Kai’s legs.
My hands move to his thighs, spreading him wider as I lean in, my tongue darting out to taste the slick heat of my wife on his cock. Kai’s breath hitches. I take him into my mouth, my tongue swirling over the head of his cock before sliding down the length. I groan, loving the taste and feel of him in my mouth.
“Fuck,” Kai mutters, his voice low and rough. His hips jerk slightly, but I hold him down, my hands gripping his thighs as I set a slow, deliberate rhythm. The weight of him on my tongue, the way his body trembles beneath me, it’s intoxicating.
Sophie moves closer, her hand tangling in my hair as she watches, her lips parted in awe. “God,” she whispers, her voice thick with arousal. “You’re both so beautiful.”
“Julian,” Kai rasps, his voice tight. “I need?—”
I pull back, my lips wet and swollen, and meet his gaze. “I know. On your knees, Ravage.”
He exhales slowly, his broad shoulders rising and falling in steady rhythm as he settles onto his hands and knees in the center of the bed. I watch the subtle shift in his body, the way his fingers flex into the sheets, gripping them like they might anchor him to something solid.
I climb behind him, deliberately slow, letting the mattress dip beneath my weight. My hands skim up the strong lines of his back, fingertips ghosting over his spine. His skin is warm, covered in a light sheen of sweat, and when I rake my nails lightly across his shoulders, I don’t miss the way goosebumps rise in my wake. He’s bracing himself—not just for me, but for the way this is shifting something inside of him. I drag my hand down his spine, pressing firmly, urging him to relax.
“You don’t have to hold onto control so tightly,” I whisper against the nape of his neck, pressing a kiss there. “You can let go with us.”
He doesn’t answer right away. Instead, he tilts his head slightly, like he’s mulling my words over.
I reach for the lube on the nightstand, coating my fingers, and run my free hand over the dip of his lower back, tracing slow circles. “Tell me if you want me to stop,” I say, voice low and steady. “Okay?”
A beat of silence, then a clipped nod.
He exhales sharply, his head falling forward as I move one finger between his arse cheeks, trying to stay patient. I press a single, slick finger against his tight entrance, teasing, not pushing inside just yet. He inhales sharply, his body going rigid beneath my touch.Sophie crawls on her knees until she’s right in front of him. She runs her hands through his hair, and his whole body shakes at the contact.
Something shifts in his expression—uncertainty, pride, need, all tangled together. His Adam’s apple bobs as he swallows hard. Then, finally, he exhales and lets his body go slack.
That’s my cue.
I press my finger inside him, slow and patient, easing past the tight ring of muscle. The sound that leaves his mouth is nearly a growl, low and breathy, more surprised than pained. His knuckles tighten around the sheets, and I feel him fighting the urge to tense up again.
“That’s it,” I murmur, rubbing soothing circles against his hip with my free hand. “Relax, Kai. Let me take care of you.”
Kai’s head drops forward, his dark hair falling into his eyes as he focuses on his breathing. His body trembles, fighting the urge to resist. When I twist my finger, stretching him gently, he shudders so violently that Sophie has to steady him with both hands.
“Shit,” he exhales, voice wrecked. “That feels?—”
“Good?” I ask, adding a second finger before he can second-guess himself.
He doesn’t answer, but the way his body jerks tells me everything I need to know.
Sophie leans in, her lips brushing against his cheek. “Julian’s got you,” she whispers. “I’ve got you. Just let us do this for you.”
His breath is ragged now, his muscles twitching as I scissor my fingers, loosening him. I feel the moment his resistance crumbles, the moment he stops trying to hold onto control and just lets himself feel. His thighs shake, and his back bows slightly as he pushes back, taking my fingers deeper.
“There we go,” I murmur, pressing a kiss to his lower back. “Look at you, taking it so well.”
He huffs out something that sounds like a curse, but it’s breathless, broken, barely there.
When I curl my fingers inside him, searching for that perfect spot, his entire body jolts, his hips snapping forward involuntarily. Sophie grins, smoothing her hands over his trembling thighs.
“Oh, you like that,” she teases, her voice thick with amusement.
Kai groans, dropping his forehead onto Sophie’s shoulder. “Shut up.”
I smirk, brushing my lips against his hip. “You’re in no position to be making demands, Ravage.”
He mutters something under his breath, but his hips push back against my hand again, and I can’t help but grin.
“You’re beautiful like this,” I whisper, my voice dipping lower. “Completely undone for us.”
His breath stutters, and I swear I hear him curse again, but this time, there’s no fight left in it.
There’s just need.
“Sophie,” I say softly.
She orients herself so that her back is pressed to his chest. “Fuck me again, Kai,” she says, craning her neck and looking back at him.
My fingers are still inside of him as he pushes her down in front of him, lifting her arse to his pelvis and lining his weeping cock up with her cunt.
“F-fuck, Soph,” he says, pressing into her slowly.
The sound he makes, the way he cries out, sends a jolt straight through me.
I slick myself up, aligning the head of my cock with his entrance, and as soon as I press forward—just the barest nudge—Kai goes completely still.
His breath catches, his fingers tightening against Sophie’s hips like she’s the only thing keeping him grounded. I pause immediately, my hands squeezing his waist in reassurance.
“Kai,” I murmur, my voice low and steady. “Breathe for me.”
He exhales shakily, his back rising and falling beneath my palms.
“That’s it,” Sophie whispers, voice warm, coaxing.
I feel the exact moment the tension in his muscles begins to unravel, when he stops holding himself back. His thighs stop trembling, his weight settles fully against Sophie in front of him, and he breathes out another shaky sigh.
“Good,” I murmur, pressing a slow kiss between his shoulder blades. “That’s my good boy.”
Kai makes a sound low in his throat—something between a groan and a curse—but he doesn’t pull away. Instead, his hips tilt back the smallest fraction, a silent invitation.
I take it.
Pushing forward, inch by agonizing inch, I sink into him, my grip on his hips tightening. The tight, hot grip of him steals my breath, and I feel his entire body tense again.
Kai’s head tips back against my shoulder, his mouth falling open as I slide deeper into him. He pulls Sophie up so that we’re all on our knees, the three of us connected in a way that I never could’ve imagined before this moment.
The heat and tightness of his body pulls a groan from deep in my chest, and I grip his hips, holding him steady as I thrust forward. His breath stutters, his fingers digging into Sophie’s waist as he grinds into her from behind.
Sophie gasps beneath him, her spine arching as Kai thrusts into her, slow and deliberate. Her fingers reach back and curl around my hands, knuckles white as she chokes out his name. We find our rhythm quickly, moving in tandem, each thrust timed with his movements inside Sophie.
“Good girl,” Kai murmurs, his voice low and dark, as he fucks her relentlessly, his hands bracketing her hips. “Take me. Just like that.”
I lean in, pressing my chest against Kai’s broad back, the heat of his skin searing against mine. My lips brush the shell of his ear as I murmur, “You’re doing so well, love. You feel so good wrapped around my cock.”
Kai groans, his hips jerking forward as he takes Sophie deeper, his rhythm faltering for a moment before I guide him back into place with a firm hand on his lower back. The three of us move together—every groan from my lips, every gasp from Sophie layering over the other, weaving a cacophony of raw pleasure and connection. Sophie’s noises rise in volume with each thrust, her body trembling as Kai drives her higher and higher, his hips rolling against hers with unrelenting precision.
“Kai,” Sophie gasps, turning her head to catch his gaze over her shoulder. Her cheeks are flushed, her lips swollen and parted.
“I know,” Kai rasps, his voice trembling as he thrusts harder, deeper, his control fraying at the edges. “I’ve got you, little dove. I’ll take you there.”
His words hit me like a lightning bolt, and I tighten my grip on his hips, thrusting deeper into him as he loses himself in Sophie. His body clenches around me, the sheer power of it forcing a groan from my lips.
“Fuck, Kai,” I murmur, my voice low and strained. “You feel so good. So perfect.”
Kai’s head tips back against my shoulder again, his silver-gray eyes blown wide as he meets my gaze. There’s something raw and vulnerable in his expression, a mix of surrender and reverence that makes my chest ache.
“Julian,” he whispers, his voice breaking. “I?—”
“I know,” I cut him off gently, pressing a kiss to the side of his neck. “I love you too.”
His breath catches, and I feel the tremor that runs through his body as the words settle between us. For a moment, time seems to stop, the world narrowing to the three of us tangled together, every touch and sound and breath a testament to the unshakable bond we’ve built.
Then Kai surges forward, his hips snapping against Sophie’s with a force that makes her cry out, her whole body trembling as she shatters beneath him. Her moans echo through the room, raw and unrestrained, as she rides the waves of her climax, her body taut and trembling.
Kai isn’t far behind, his body tensing as he spills into her, his release shuddering through him in sharp, pulsing waves. His head drops forward, his breath coming in short, ragged gasps as he grips Sophie’s hips, holding her flush against him.
The sight of them—the way their bodies fit together, the way Sophie melts into him—sends me over the edge. My hips jerk against Kai’s, a deep groan rumbling from my chest as I come inside him, the intensity of it stealing the breath from my lungs.
For a moment, the three of us collapse into each other, our bodies tangled and trembling, the room filled with the sound of our ragged breaths. Sophie turns her head, her gaze soft and glassy as she smiles at me, her hand reaching back to tangle in Kai’s hair.
“I love you, Kai,” she murmurs, her voice hoarse but steady.
Kai nods, his arms wrapping around Sophie’s waist as he pulls her against his chest. His head tilts back, resting against my shoulder as he exhales a shaky breath.
“Me too, little dove,” he murmurs, pressing a kiss to Sophie’s temple. Then, shifting slightly, he turns his head just enough to glance at me. His expression is open, raw in a way that makes my chest ache.
“And you,” he adds, his voice softer but no less certain. “Both of you.”
I press another kiss to the side of his neck, my hand sliding down to tangle with Sophie’s. “Forever.”