70. Caspian
Caspian
I woke up with a hot body pressed against my back, a leg thrown over my calves, and an arm wrapped around me so tight I worried I was strapped down to the bed. Panic seized my chest, but then from somewhere in the room I heard Vince.
“You’re fine.”
I let out a shaking breath, settling back into the sheets, and that was when I realized it was Jacob wrapped around me like he had tentacles instead of limbs.
Blinking as much of the room as I could see into focus, I recognized it to be Vince’s room, and I found him leaning against the wall casually, legs crossed at the ankle and a mug of something that smelled like coffee in his hand.
“Is it morning?” I asked softly.
“It’s a morning,” he answered, a bemused smirk dancing across his face. “You and the priest have been making a habit of sleeping the days away. ”
“I don’t mean to.”
“I like it,” he said simply. “It means you’re safe.”
With me .
Behind me, Jacob groaned in my ear and flexed his hips forward, his cock hard and hot against my ass. From his place at the wall, Vince chuckled, taking a drink of his coffee.
“I like that the two of you enjoy each other,” he said.
Another sound from behind me, this one sounding more coherent than the last. He was waking up, and his arms squeezed tighter around me, pulling me against his chest.
“I do enjoy him,” Jacob said, voice thick with sleep. “I also enjoy you.”
That earned a pleased sound, hummed out over the rim of Vince’s mug.
“I want you to know that you don’t need my permission to be with each other. Or with Orion, if…” Vince trailed off, the thought not needing to be said. “Point being, this is only a hierarchy in the ways that matter.”
Jacob’s hand slipped down the front of my chest and lower past the waistband of my pajama bottoms. His fingers were talented and his grip steady around my dick. I tried to keep watching Vince, but my lashes fluttered and my eyes rolled back on the first full stroke.
“Come be with us then,” Jacob suggested.
“Tempting offer.” He took another drink of his coffee and pushed off the wall.
Jacob rolled away, and I fell onto my back, kicking down the sheets.
Vince took a step toward the bed, then another, until he was close enough I could smell the arousal coming off of him. Then he said to Jacob, “Get him ready.”
Jacob was back quickly, naked between my legs with slippery fingers cradling my balls and reaching further toward my hole.
He had big hands with thick fingers, and the first one he put into me pushed a surprised gasp out of my mouth.
He sank it into me fully, not giving me much time to adjust before adding another.
“Is he ready?”
Something about the way Vince was giving orders about my pleasure to someone else without even acknowledging my presence in the room was indecently hot.
“He’s so tight,” Jacob said, testing a third finger but not being able to get it in. “I can only use two fingers.”
“Stretch him out with your cock. Fuck him and come inside of him so he’s messy when I get in there.”
Jacob cursed and my entire chest bloomed with heat.
He traded out his fingers for his cock, easing slowly into me, one inch at a time.
I’d somehow forgotten how big he was, how much it burned to take him inside of my body.
He split me open with a slow and surgical precision, my thighs quaking for how far my legs were spread.
Vince set his coffee on the nightstand and came around to the foot of the bed.
Jacob started to fuck me, leveraging up and over my body with short and hard pumps of his hips that drove me down deeper into the mattress.
He was so muscular I couldn’t see around the broad swell of his shoulders, but his movements paused, then he hissed a breath out through his teeth.
The weight on top of me doubled, and I’d never felt more safe.
I realized Vince had joined us, filling Jacob while Jacob filled me, and in no time it was the measured thrusts of Vince’s hips that pushed Jacob’s cock deeper into me. Between us, he trembled and cursed, dropping his forehead against the pillow beside my ear.
“I’m close,” Jacob whispered, “I’m close.”
Behind him, Vince went still. “Get there.”
Jacob began to move on his own again, fucking back onto Vince and down into me. He groaned and grunted, sweat dripping off of his hair and falling against my mouth. He was hot and salty, and I was desperate to kiss him, grasping for that connection.
“Hey,” I whispered, nudging against the side of his head. He was so focused, so deep within himself. He turned toward me enough that I could chase after his mouth, and when our lips connected, he trembled so hard it shook all three of us.
“Fuck,” he swore against my teeth, cock growing thicker and harder as he pulsed his release into me.
Vince groaned and it sounded a lot like approval.
My vision whited out around the edges, and then I was empty.
I cried out as Jacob rolled off of me, but Vince was quick to fill my hole, sinking deep into me with one long thrust. I thrashed beneath him, and Jacob caught my mouth again, kissing me the way I wanted when he’d been on the edge of his release .
“The two of you are so perfect for each other,” Vince murmured, baring his teeth and then shooting his load to mix with Jacob’s. He didn’t stay long, pulling out unexpectedly.
I arched off the bed, still needing to come and eager to be filled, but Vince moved quick, sliding down the bed, spreading my thighs until they hurt and sealing his mouth around my asshole. He sucked—hard—and Jacob flattened a hand against my chest to hold me down.
It was impossible to think of anything except Vince and Jacob and even Orion in that moment. Easy to forget that my father would have had me dead and not batted an eye, easy to forget how close I’d come to losing all of this before even having it for the first time.
This life , I thought, recalling the conversation with Bellamy. This life is mine, and I’m going to make the most of it.
A hand wrapped around my cock one more time, and then Jacob’s fingers were wringing an orgasm out of me with so much force, I saw stars. Vince sucked and bit at my asshole, then he was up beside us, kissing us one after another, leaving a little mix of his and Jacob’s cum in our mouths.
I was mindless, sweaty and lost, but not so far gone that I didn’t see Vince lean back, beckon Orion toward the bed, and kiss him too.