Chapter Eight #2
when he comes, knowing that you are going to take every fucking
drop he has to give.”
Sam’s groan of arousal at the image
Nick painted ended in a shout as Aiden seemed to take all of him,
and swallowed hard around him. Sam couldn’t resist. The pleasure,
the pressure, the fact that Nick’s eyes were locked on him, all of
it was too much, and he gave himself over to the release that
seemed to slam into him. He threw himself back against the bed as
his back arched and his entire body jerked with the force of his
orgasm.
Aiden stayed with him throughout his
release, taking everything Sam had to give, and easing him down
from the heights of his orgasm until he collapsed back against the
bed and threw an arm over his face. He lay for a moment dragging
air into his lungs, fighting to regain his equilibrium. When he
felt a little bit calmer, he removed his arm and looked up at the
two men who had just shaken his entire world, and he watched as the
two kissed passionately right above him.
When they pulled apart and turned to
look at him, Nick grinned. “Had to get a taste of you for myself,
love.” Nick licked his lower lip, and Sam was amazed when a wave of
lust rolled through him. “I have to tell you, our Aiden has a
distinctly delicious flavor, but when you mix it with yours? Damn,
there are just no words to describe it.”
Nick moved up the bed and leaned down
over him. “Here, why don’t you find out for yourself?”
Sam welcomed Nick’s mouth with his
own. The flavor he’d found before when he’d kissed Aiden was there
as well as the salty proof of his own release. Sam growled and
attacked Nick’s mouth.
He heard Aiden’s growl and felt his
teeth against the sensitive skin of his neck. He had been so caught
up in Nick’s kiss that he hadn’t even realized that Aiden had moved
on the bed so that he lay pressed to Sam’s side.
Aiden bit him a second time, then
sucked hard on his neck. “Fuck, watching you two kissing like that
has me balancing on a fucking knife’s edge. I need to come, Sam.
Please, Nick. Make me come.” Sam heard the desperation in Aiden’s
tone, and he fell back, releasing Nick’s mouth and falling back on
the pillows.
“Anything,” Sam promised
breathlessly. “Whatever you need, baby.”
Aiden leaned in and took Sam’s mouth
for a quick kiss, and Sam reached up to grip the back of his head,
tilting their heads to an angle they could both enjoy. He felt
movement on the bed but didn’t pull away from the kiss. Partly
because he wanted to see who would win the battle for dominance of
that kiss, and partly because Aiden’s kiss was so addictive he
simply didn’t want to.
He felt Aiden shudder, and he pulled
back so he could watch his face. “Tell me.”
Aiden’s eyes dropped to half-mast on a
groan. “Nick likes to play.”
Sam looked over the man’s shoulder and
saw Nick standing close behind Aiden, his eyes locked to Aiden’s
ass, and the expression on his handsome face was so hot it had
Sam’s cock filling to that almost painful point once more. “Is he
just playing? Touching your ass and making you ache with need, or
is he fucking you with his fingers?” Sam was a little shocked at
the deep timbre of his tone. It was not something he had ever heard
of it before.
“He’s—agh! He’s fucking me
with his fingers.” Aiden groaned as his head fell back on his
shoulders, and Sam reached up to wrap his arms around Aiden’s
shoulders. “Oh shit!” Aiden began to shudder and tremble in his
arms, and Sam knew Nick must have hit his prostate.
“Yeah, Aiden,” Nick
growled, “Squeeze my fingers, baby, show me you love having me in
your ass.” Nick lifted his gaze from where his fingers were driving
Aiden insane. “Aiden loves his prostate massaged. You can draw out
his orgasm, and have him hovering on the edge of release for a long
time with just a light touch. He will curse you, cry out, growl and
plead for you to finish him off. Or, if you tap your finger against
it, you can have him shooting faster than you expected. It’s just a
matter of reading the moment and deciding if you want to be nice,
or delay the moment of ultimate pleasure as long as you
can.”
Sam swallowed hard. His arousal was
already spiraling out of control with the two of them, but to hear
Nick talk like that, paint that sensual picture so vividly for him,
it was almost too much.
“What are you planning to
do to him now?” Sam asked. There was no disguising the
breathlessness in his voice, not that Sam wanted to. Nick and Aiden
were so fucking hot and made him feel so freaking fantastic, there
was simply no way he’d want to hide his reaction to them
both.
“Well, that’s all up to
you, Sam,” Nick said in a serious tone. “I’ve had the very
earth-shattering pleasure of fucking you, and I know that Aiden
here would very much like the chance to experience the same damn
thing. He, on the other hand, has had the pleasure of your mouth
over his cock, and has used that imagery to talk me into fast fucks
and quick releases rather than the slow torture I usually like to
torment him with.”
Aiden huffed a laugh. “Damn, you knew
that, huh?”
Nick growled as he pulled the hand
he’d been using to play with Aiden’s ass from his body, and slapped
him hard on the ass. “Yes, love, I did. I’m not a fucking idiot.
But the image and thought of getting my cock into Sam’s mouth were
a trigger for me, and you used that to your advantage.”
Aiden sat back, his face flushed with
arousal. “Fucking oath I did. You are an intense son of a bitch,
Nick, and I am pretty fucking sure you like to time how long you
can keep me from my release and see if you can’t fucking better
that time. When it comes to patience in bed, Sam, our Captain has
it in spades.”
Sam grinned. “Well, let’s see if the
reality lives up to the fantasy.” Nick’s grin turned wicked as Sam
scrambled between them so that he was on all fours. “Get your ass
up on the bed, Nick. I’ve been dreaming about getting you in my
mouth for just as long.”
Nick moved into position, and Sam
heard Aiden moving off the bed and rummaging through the drawers
beside the bed. Sam waited until Nick was sitting near the top of
the bed, leaning back on his arms, then he made his move, crawling
up and over him until he was right where he needed to
be.
He reached out and gripped Nick’s hard
cock in his hand, loving the feel of satin over steel and watched
his lover's face as he slid his hand from root to tip, adding a
twist at the top, before sliding his hand back to the base. Nick’s
nostrils flared, and his eyes darkened with arousal, but he made no
noise, and suddenly Sam wanted to hear the sounds Nick made when he
was balanced on the knife's edge of release. That first night Sam
had been so lost in the sensation of being with the two of them, he
hadn’t paid nearly enough attention.
Without warning or signaling his
intention, Sam leaned down and swallowed as much of Nick’s cock as
he could. He flattened his tongue and used it to add pressure. Nick
grunted, and Sam felt his hand move into his hair. Sam had never
been one that liked having his hair pulled, or someone using their
hand to get him to take more, or go faster, but now he was curious
to see what Nick would do. He maintained a steady rhythm, sliding
Nick’s cock in and out of his throat, adding a touch of teeth to
see what Nick would do, but his hand stayed steady, sliding into
his hair, and massaging his scalp, but never forcing Sam’s
movement.
Sam was still marveling at that when
he felt Aiden move onto the bed. “Just a little cold, baby.”
Aiden’s voice sounded a little tighter than usual.
Sam felt the cold slide of lube on his
ass and groaned at the sensation. He felt Aiden begin to massage
the lubricant into him, and using it to slide his fingers into
Sam’s ass. “Fuck, you're tight, Sam,” Aiden groaned, and Sam felt
him widening his fingers within him. He arched his back and relaxed
into the sensation as Aiden hummed his approval and added another
finger. “That’s it, Sam, open up for me, baby. That’s perfect. So
fucking perfect.”
Sam tried to concentrate on the feel
of Nick in his mouth, and not on what Aiden was doing behind him.
It was difficult because Aiden’s fingers found his prostate with
quick, deft moves and was soon tapping against the gland in a
rhythm that had him shuddering, and growling against Nick’s cock,
which in turn had Nick moaning. “Fuck! You use those damn teeth of
yours too fucking well, Sam, but be careful! I have plans that
involve my cock and your ass after this.”
Sam would have pulled back and laughed
at that, or perhaps offered some sarcastic witticism about that
being exactly what he had planned, too, but Aiden chose that moment
to start pushing his cock into his ass, and Sam lost all thought of
coherent speech.
“F-fuck! You are so damn
tight, Sam,” Aiden growled as he rolled his hips in short thrusts,
pushing himself little by little into Sam’s ass. Sam hadn’t been
with anyone since he had been with Aiden and Nick, the two men
effectively having spoiled sex for him with any other men but them.
Growling and pushing out against Aiden, he relaxed, wanting every
inch the man had to offer him. With one final growl, Aiden pushed
home and Sam wanted to roar his satisfaction to the world, but he
settled for simply driving Nick out his mind as quickly as
possible.
Aiden began to move within him, slowly
fucking in and out of his ass. Sam tried to block out the
sensation, difficult considering the explosions of pleasure each
move Aiden made had bursting within him. He attacked Nick’s cock
with his mouth and utilized every move and trick in his arsenal.
Nick groaned, and moved, his hips flexing up almost against his
will as Sam went to work on him.
“Shit, your mouth is
fucking lethal.” Nick spoke through his teeth, and Sam knew he was
getting close. When he felt the muscles in Nick’s thighs, Sam knew
he had him. Sliding as much of Nick’s hard cock into his mouth as
he could go, and then a little further until the head of it was an
inch or two down Sam’s throat, he swallowed.
Nick tensed beneath his hands, then
the room filled with the sound of Nick roaring his name, and Sam
felt his dick swell in his mouth. Sam pulled back, and a split
second later, Nick shot down his throat, and Sam swallowed, taking
every drop Nick had to give him. Nick growled and groaned as his
body jerked and shuddered in pleasure Sam had given him, and Sam’s
heart swelled with pride at the thought. He would have like to have
stayed with Nick through the final throes of his orgasm, and then
lick him clean, but Aiden must have decided that he was done going
slow because he suddenly slammed into him.
Sam pulled back as he cried out in
pleasure. Aiden reached forward and gripped his shoulders before
pulling back and pounding into him again. Aiden had managed to find
that perfect angle that had his cock sliding against his prostate,
and with every move in and out of his body, Sam
shuddered.
“He’s hitting that sweet
spot good, isn’t he, baby?” Nick growled as he moved closer to lift
Sam from the bed slightly. Nick placed his mouth against Sam’s neck
and growled into his ear. “I want to feel you come on me, I want to
feel like you’re fucking claiming me, and I want to feel you
fucking surrender to us.”
Sam groaned at Nick’s words and then
cried out when he felt Nick wrap his hands around his
cock.
Between Aiden slamming in and out of
his ass, and Nick’s hands sliding and squeezing around him Sam
didn’t stand a chance. He cried out as his orgasm crashed over him.
Vaguely he heard Aiden roar behind him and knew his orgasm had
triggered his. The two of them shuddered and jerked together until
Sam couldn’t hold himself up any longer, and he collapsed against
Nick.
“Fuck, that was intense,”
Nick said before pressing kisses against Sam’s neck. Sam fought to
drag air into his lungs and was somewhat mollified to hear Aiden
doing the same thing behind him. “Let’s switch things up and do
that again.”
Sam laughed breathlessly at the boyish
tone in Nick’s voice. He’d come harder than he ever had in his life
tonight. Twice. And Nick wanted to do it all again? Sam had just
two words for him.
“Fuck yes.”