16. Manny #2
The front door slammed open, and I shrieked.
Arch threw himself in front of me as Cassandra burst in, gun drawn.
“What’s happening?” We all held our hands up, and she relaxed slightly, pointing her gun at the floor.
“Mr. Moreno? I heard yelling.” She didn’t flinch at my nudity, but from what I’d learned, shifters weren’t squeamish about stuff like that.
Shaking, I put one hand on my chest. “I’m okay.” Oz reached over and pulled his grandma’s quilt off the back of the sofa, wrapping it around me. I leaned into him and put my arms around his waist.
“It’s my fault.” Arch stood up. “I grabbed him playfully, but I’m pretty sure I triggered a memory of when he got injured.” He turned to me, raising a hand toward my face, then dropping it. “Is that what happened? I’m so sorry, Manny.”
“It’s okay. You didn’t know. Hell, I didn’t know.” I wanted to grab his hand, but I didn’t think I could move my arms just then. “Cass, I’m fine. Thanks for coming to the rescue, though.”
Arch nodded sharply. “Yes. Excellent work, hearing him from out by the street. Fantastic response time.”
She tucked her gun into the holster under her jacket. “Thank you. I’ll, uh, go back outside.” She locked the door behind her. I was glad she hadn’t broken the latch getting in.
I forced myself to unwind one arm from Oz, and I clamped my fingers onto Arch’s forearm, which was the only thing I could reach given how far away he was standing. “I need to lie down, and I need sex and cuddles.”
Arch looked warily at me. “Are you sure you want me there?” Oh, fuck.
“Yes, Arch. I told you, it wasn’t your fault. I’m having trouble getting my limbs under control, though. Come over here and give me a hug.” Oz held me steady until Arch could get his arms around me. “That’s better. I’m sorry I scared you.”
He huffed. “It’s not something you should apologize for.”
We stood like that for a moment, my heart rate steadily slowing. I heard Oz typing on his phone, and I mentally winced. He stroked a hand down my back and showed me the screen. Can you walk to the bedroom?
Hmmm. I felt the tension in Arch’s body. He needed to get his confidence back. “I don’t think I can. Archie-bear, can you please carry me? Like koala-style will be okay. I promise.” He tensed up, so I batted my eyelashes. “Please?”
“Fucking hell.” Carefully he bent down and put his hands on my butt, gathering the quilt under me. When he straightened, I wrapped my legs around his waist. He eyeballed me again. “Okay?”
I hugged his neck. “I’m perfect.” I craned my head around.
“Where’s Oz? I need my Oz too.” He put a hand on my back.
“Yes! Let’s go.” With a put-upon sigh, Arch carried me to the bedroom then gently set me down on the mattress.
Scooting to the center, I beamed up at him.
“Thank you, Archie-bear.” Oz snorted as he walked around to the other side of the bed.
Arch scowled. “That’s a terrible nickname.”
I flipped the quilt back to show off my naked body. “I’ll need some inspiration to pick a different one.”
His scowl deepened. “Are you sure you’re up for sex right now?”
I dropped my smile. “I’m up for feeling alive. Feeling like I’m in control of my life, and no fucking vampire or fucking trafficker is going to take my decisions away from me.”
Oz nodded firmly and stripped his shirt over his head.
Arch’s expression eased. “Please say something if you feel uncomfortable at any point, okay?”
“I promise, Archie-bear.” I smiled innocently, and Oz grinned while Arch took off his clothes, muttering under his breath about nicknames. Fuck, I adored both of them. Even though I’d been in fight-or-flight mode a few minutes ago, now I felt safe and cared for.
Oz got naked first and proceeded to climb onto the mattress and crawl until he was positioned over me.
He’d done that the first time we’d had sex too, and as far as I was concerned, he could keep doing it.
He took my lips in a deep kiss. The mattress dipped again and Arch joined us, pressing his mouth into ours from the side.
It was a worthy effort, but there were too many mouths and tongues for me to keep track of, and I ended up pulling away, laughing.
Arch gave us a sheepish grin. “I wanted to at least try it.”
Oz pointed at each of our erections in turn, then made a circling motion with his finger and mimed squeezing his fist. I scrunched up my face.
“How would that even work?” Even Arch laughed.
I checked the clock on the nightstand. “Okay, sorry to hurry things along, but I prepped for this, and I don’t want it to go to waste because we ran out of time.
” Oz pointed at his ass and shook his head.
“Okay, Oz didn’t prep, how about you, Arch?
” Not that I expected him to, but I wanted to see his reaction.
Arch looked absolutely appalled. Uh oh. I rushed to add, “It’s okay if you don’t want to bottom.”
He huffed, “It’s not that. It’s that I was at work before this!
I can’t prep at the office!” I roared with laughter, rolling toward Oz and back to Arch.
He had a little smile on his face as he watched me.
When I finally calmed down a bit he said, “Oz, I’d like to top Manny, but I’m happy to share.
” He popped his eyebrows. “Or would you like to do something else?”
Oz pointed at my mouth and I grinned. “Oh, yes. I’ve been wanting to get my lips around you. Bring it.”
We took a few overlong minutes to figure out the logistics.
I wished I didn’t have a clock ticking in my head, but it was better than skipping the sex completely.
We ended up with Oz sitting against the headboard and me between his legs on my hands and knees.
I got my hands around his beautiful dick, licking a stripe up the underside as I wiggled my ass at Arch. “I don’t hear the lube!”
He gave an exasperated sigh, and I winked at Oz.
Then Arch slapped my ass cheek, and I made an undignified squeaking sound as the little zip of pain shot directly to my balls.
Oz laughed silently. Arch finally flipped the cap on the lube.
“If you must know, I was admiring the view, but I’ll hurry things along for your majesty. ”
I snorted. “Aren’t you already kneeling before my ass?”
He spanked me again, and I moaned. “Damn, Arch, we’re gonna have to play with that someday.
” But I’d been neglecting Oz, so I needed to get to work.
As Arch drizzled lube over my hole—and his dick, based on the squelching sound—I dropped down onto Oz, taking him as deep as I could in one go.
Which wasn’t very deep. I was confident I could work up to deep-throating him over time, but this was enough to have him gasping.
Damn, I was good. I hummed, giving him the vibration, though I had to break off when Arch pressed a finger into me.
“Ohh, yes. Yes, that’s gooood.” I spread my knees farther apart and pushed back to get more inside.
He added more lube and another finger, which had him barely brushing my prostate.
Fuuuckk. My dick was leaking, and I could come just from this.
I suckled Oz’s crown, unable to do anything more complicated as Arch stretched me.
I pulled off. “Sorry, big guy, but Arch is very distracting.” Oz put his hand on my cheek and his eyes speared into mine as he tugged my lips open before pushing his thumb into my mouth.
Arch pressed yet another finger inside and my eyes rolled back in my head.
I mumbled around Oz’s thumb, “Damn, Arch, you’re good at that. ”
He stroked my back then swept his palm over my hip and onto my dick.
Before I could figure out how to thrust into his fist while also shoving back onto his fingers, Arch removed his hand.
I whined a protest, but Oz put his thumb across my lips.
Then my hole was being filled again, and I sighed in bliss.
Arch was almost as big as Oz, and ooooohhhh, yes.
I spread my knees as wide as they could go, which sent my chest toward the mattress and forced Arch to lean over my back.
Oz angled his dick for me, using his other hand to guide my open mouth onto him.
I didn’t do much more than wrap my lips around his crown, letting Arch’s thrusts push me down and up.
Oz must’ve liked it, though, because he kept running his fingers through my hair.
Then he gripped my shoulder, his mouth opening in a soundless shout as he came.
I swallowed as best I could, but Arch’s thrusts were relentless, and eventually I had to break off from Oz.
He leaned forward, pulling my face up to meet his and licking my mouth and chin.
Without warning, Arch wrapped his hand around my dick, and I cried out, coming all over Arch’s fingers. He grunted as he came, heat pulsing inside me.
One of Arch’s hands clamped my hip to his, but as he stopped thrusting I let my arms relax, dropping my chest onto Oz’s thigh. I figured I could stay this way until someone made me move.
Arch said, “Here. We don’t want to waste the magic.” I opened my eyes to see Arch lift his cum-covered fingers to Oz’s mouth.
“Ohh, wow.” If I’d been able to get hard again at that moment, I would’ve. I tightened my ass around Arch’s softening dick.
He chuckled. “Manny likes that.”
Once Oz had licked his fill, Arch eased out of me and let me collapse completely to the mattress.
He went to the bathroom for damp towels, then cleaned us all up.
I looked at the clock. “Mmmm. We have thirty minutes to nap. All in favor?” Oz gave me a thumbs up and Arch matched it.
I set an alarm on my phone as Arch pulled the quilt up from the floor at the end of the bed.
He made me and Oz scoot over so he could be on the side closest to the door.
Once he was under the covers, I curled into his side and Oz cuddled up behind me, throwing his arm across both of us.
Yeah, this was the stuff.