Epilogue
VINCE
Three Months Later
I hadn’t let Orion get off for going on five days, and the deprivation had him strung tighter than a piano string. There’d been no reason to deny him beyond the fact I wanted to and I liked the way he submitted when he was desperate.
It was a Friday, three months after we’d finally eliminated all of the lingering threats to my positioning within my own family and those that were below me, and Orion had just stepped into my office, hesitating when his stare settled on the sight in front of him.
I imagined it would have been alarming to anyone besides him to walk in and see Caspian sprawled out over the top of my desk like a starfish, Jacob’s cock shoved into his mouth and mine into his ass. His own erection pointed toward the ceiling, angry and leaking and ready for attention.
“You’re here,” I said between breaths, the sound of skin against skin only broken up by the violently wet sounds coming out of Caspian’s mouth, even if Jacob was gentler with him than I’d ever been. “Would you start a fire?”
Orion licked his lips and went to the far wall, the routine of lighting the fire in my office as much foreplay between us as actually taking off his clothes and showing me his dick.
After the fire kicked to life, Orion stood and turned his attention toward the three of us on my desk.
He pressed the heel of his hand between his legs, his face betraying no real emotion besides need.
“Come here.” I beckoned him closer with a crook of my finger, which I curled around Caspian’s needy cock as Orion closed the space between us.
He came around the back of my desk, his stare drifting carefully over Jacob’s bare ass, Caspian’s engorged throat, and finally the place where I disappeared into Caspian’s tight body.
“Sir,” he said, almost under his breath.
I grabbed him around the throat and pulled him closer.
He gasped, sucking in a breath to test my hold, which I quickly tightened before he managed too much air.
His nostrils flared, and his jaw went slack in the gorgeous way he had about him when he was ready to come.
Five days and he was ready to lose it all from nothing more than a loose grip around his throat?
Fuck, he was perfect for me .
For us.
“Take off your clothes,” I said, his own eagerness building enough arousal that I wasn’t more than minutes away from finishing myself off. “Get the lube out of the drawer and get yourself ready.”
“I don’t need prep,” he snapped, a stark change from our early days together both in limits and in boldness.
“You do if you’re taking two cocks up that slutty little ass of yours,” I countered, brow arched in doubt. “Now do as you’re told, dog.”
A shudder tore through him and he made quick enough work of his clothes before reaching into the desk for the lube. His fingers lingered over the other items in the drawer, stare flickering up to me before he snapped open the lid on the bottle and poured the slippery liquid all over his fingers.
Orion pushed two fingers into himself and Caspian made a keening sound around Jacob’s shaft, then a sudden burst of cum shot out of his dick like a fountain, splattering against his stomach as he buckled in two.
He was almost tight enough to milk me dry, but I fought back my orgasm as he rode out his own.
“Look at you,” I whispered, trailing my fingers through the cum on his stomach, smearing it down to his hips and up to his chest. “What a little princess. Spread out and filled to bursting.”
I pulled out of him, patting my hand against his gaping hole before stepping back from the desk .
“Are you going to come?” I asked Jacob, who was still working leisurely at Caspian's throat.
He shook his head, brushing his fingers over Caspian’s throat.
Jacob was like Orion in the way he liked things harder and like me in the way he sometimes needed both.
He was a perfect middle ground sometimes, a counterbalance in others.
Watching Jacob gently pull out of Caspian’s throat, bend down and kiss his swollen lips with such tenderness, I knew if it weren’t for them, Orion and I would have self-destructed long before the Moores ever had a chance to try and overthrow me.
Beside me, Orion prepped himself unhurriedly, like he wasn’t worried in the slightest about taking two cocks up his ass, and I imagined that was my fault. He’d seen the other bottle in my desk drawer. He knew what was coming, and I imagined the anticipation was killing him.
“You’re desperate for it, aren’t you?” I asked, shoving him down to his knees. I fisted his hair and smacked him on the cheek with my dick, tracing it across his mouth before shoving it into his mouth. “Do you taste him on me?”
Orion made an indecipherable noise in the back of his mouth, so I fucked it down his throat while Jacob helped Caspian off the desk.
He was better at aftercare than me, good for the small things, and he tucked Caspian in a blanket in front of the fire, but Caspian shrugged out of it.
He sprawled out in front of the fireplace and propped himself up on his hand, stare dark and focused on the three of us.
For as much as the edge I walked with Jacob and Orion wasn’t for him, he did like to watch.
“Priest.” I gave one last thrust into Orion’s throat. “On your back.”
Jacob was still half-dressed, and he lay down on the floor of my office, his cock slick with Caspian’s spit and hard enough to split a log. He gave a slow stroke, then stilled and waited.
“Go make yourself feel good,” I said to Orion, pulling out of his throat.
Orion licked his lips and stared up at me, the weight of the love in his eyes the heaviest thing I’d ever seen in my life.
His lids were hooded, his pupils dark and deep, his lips slick with spit and precum—he was beautiful as a Renaissance painting and far more valuable.
He took my breath away at least once a day, so the least I could do was return the favor.
Orion knee-walked to Jacob and climbed on top of him, sinking down onto Jacob’s cock without so much as a flinch.
He seated himself fully and rocked back, both of them groaning low and deep.
Caspian was close, I realized, in touching distance.
Jacob’s fingers stretched toward Caspian and Orion braced himself around Jacob’s wrist.
It was…something.
Taking the other bottle out of my desk, I carefully twisted the cap off and poured a small amount of the sickly sweet liquid onto a rag.
I shoved the rag into a plastic bag, hoping it would be enough to minimize the effects of the chloroform on everyone else.
in the room. I took extra lube and the bag, then settled behind Orion in front of the fire.
The hair on his neck prickled up when I drew a straight line down his back, stopping at the place where Jacob’s thick cock disappeared inside of him.
“How far is too far?” I whispered in his ear, banding my arm around the front of his chest.
“I would never tell you no,” he said. “Not now.”
“That’s not safe.”
“I’m aware,” he said, arching his neck and dropping the back of his head onto my shoulder. He fucked Jacob slowly, like he was saving himself for me, which I appreciated in a way I didn’t quite have words for.
“Let me tell you what’s going to happen, since I doubt you’ll remember it all.”
Orion shuddered, and Jacob let go of Caspian’s hand to bracket his around Orion’s hips to steady him for me.
“I’m going to give you enough to make you lightheaded,” I said. “So it’s going to feel like a dream when I fit my dick in here with his.”
I pressed my fingers against Orion’s already stretched rim, hooking one inside. He moaned, hips moving in a jerky circle on Jacob’s lap.
“I’m going to get it all up inside of you, then give you a little more. When you’re out, Orion…” I paused, worrying the corner of my bottom lip with my tongue. I know he’d said no limits, but I felt like the next part of the plan would come very close.
“You don’t have to tell me. ”
“Of course I don’t,” I agreed. “But I want you to know, that while Jacob and I are fucking you here, Caspian is going to put your cock into his mouth.”
Jacob shivered, rocking all three of us.
“He’s going to suck your dick until you come like the obedient little dog you are. Do you hear me?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“If you want to come today, it’s going to be in his mouth.”
There was no protest in him. I didn’t think there would be.
Five days was enough to do that to a man, but I’d also watched Orion intently for months.
He had gone from loathing Caspian to tolerating him, and while I would have been content to live a life that held the two of them as separate as Orion needed, I didn’t think that was what he wanted anymore.
I wasn’t delirious enough to think this would be the start of a friendship between them, but it was something. It could be enough.
“I understand.”
“Good.” I squirted some more lube onto my dick, then situated myself properly on top of Jacob’s spread legs, the tip of my dick notched against Orion’s ass, the steady slide of Jacob’s cock as soft as a glove against my shaft.
I opened the bag and raised it to Orion’s face.
I didn’t even need to tell him to breathe; he sucked a deep breath, gagging around the sweetness of the chemicals before forcing himself to take another inhale.
After a minute, I pulled the bag away, relishing the way his body swayed like he had no control over it .
“Just like that,” I whispered into his ear, pushing my dick down onto the top of Jacob’s shaft and letting the lift of his hips help push me inside.
Orion’s muscles were beyond relaxed, and he moaned as the crown of my dick popped inside of him.
I had to keep my arm wrapped around his chest to hold him up, thrusting long and deep to get myself all the way inside of him.
From the floor, Jacob cursed under his breath, and Caspian had long discarded the blanket. He was on his knees like an eager puppy, spent cock already lifting back to life.
“This is the tightest you’ve ever been.” I kissed Orion’s temple, drawing my hips back before pushing back in. The orgasm I’d been fighting while inside Caspian was a treacherous and tangible thing, barely more than a minute out of reach.
“S’good,” Orion murmured, arms limp at his sides. “Hurts good.”
“I’m going to come,” Jacob warned.
I could feel the beat of his heart against my dick. “You’re allowed.”
“Caspian.” I fisted Orion’s hair and yanked his head up. “I want him to see it before he goes.”
Caspian scrambled forward at the same time I lifted the bag.
Orion was less eager to breathe, because I imagined it was a lot harder for him to even care about such things with the chemicals scrambling his brain.
His wits were quick to come back to him, though, spine locking straight as Caspian bent low and took him into his mouth.
“One hell of a—” Orion had started to speak, but I pressed his face into the bag with more insistence, holding it there through his first gasping choke, and longer still after that.
Orion was a man under control at all times, either mine or his.
There was no fight to be had against the waves pulling him under, and I loved him for that.
I loved all of them.
Jacob grunted, lifting an arm and flattening it against Orion’s chest to keep him from collapsing forward.
“He’s out,” Jacob said, his eyes rolling back as he came with a shudder.
The heat of his release seared the side of my cock as we fucked into Orion’s limp and pliant body.
It was enough. It was enough. It was enough .
I came with a violent final thrust, grateful Jacob was holding Orion up so I could reach down with my free hand and feel how far the two of us spread him open.
How easily he opened because I’d asked it of him.
The orgasm whited out my vision, and I held the bag at Orion’s face for two more thrusts, discarding it only to reach around and pet my hand through Caspian’s hair.
Orion’s own orgasm came with no moans, no sighs, and little fanfare.
The only indicator he’d finished was Caspian wrenching himself back to his knees, Orion’s cum splattered across his lips, his chest heaving.
I rocked back onto my heels, lifting Orion off both of our cocks and shifting him into the fetal position, half in my lap and half sprawled over Jacob’s thighs.
With his breathing clear, it didn’t take long for Orion to come back around. It was a slow wake, with heavy blinks and surprised breaths. He dragged his hand down between his legs, then up to his cock, which was already going soft.
“Did I?” he asked, smacking his tongue against the roof of his mouth like it was filled with cotton.
“Yes,” Caspian answered before I could.
“Did you?”
“Yes,” I told him. “Can’t you tell?”
“I think I’m going to be sick,” he murmured, burying his face into my chest.
I hummed, stroking his hair back and trailing my hand down his shoulders. “You’ll be okay. Caspian, get him some water.”
Caspian was off, ever ready to serve, and back before Jacob had even made it into a sitting position. He twisted the cap off a bottle of water and extended it to Orion, who shivered when their fingers brushed.
“Small sips, pet,” I warned, and Orion obeyed. “You made a mess of his mouth. Do you want to taste it?”
Orion shifted, glancing up at me like the answer wanted to be a yes even though he didn’t have the letters to spell it out.
“Priest,” I said, before Orion could try.
The order was unspoken and understood. Jacob licked Orion’s cum from Caspian’s mouth, then slanted his mouth over Orion’s like they’d been kissing each other that way for three years, not one night.
After Jacob pulled away for a breath, Orion tilted himself up enough to kiss me, and then I closed the ring by kissing Caspian.
The sight of them was almost too much to bear. Caspian on his knees, Jacob on his ass, and Orion on my lap, all three of them waiting for me to decide what would come next. I’d never felt more powerful, and I’d never been more scared.
But that was life, I wagered.
At least, that was our life.