Chapter 20 #2
Wyatt grinned. “I guess Rafe wasn’t kidding when he called Marcus and Ethan kinky.” Using his wide body to block the spray, Wyatt spread the lube on his dick, and River’s mouth watered. He wanted that. No, needed it.
“Not complaining,” River muttered as Wyatt stepped into him.
Slick fingers circled his hole a couple of times before two pushed inside.
The burn was intense, but it gave way so fast to pleasure it stole his breath away.
He pushed backward, fucking himself on Wyatt’s thick digits, wanting so much more. “Enough prep.”
For once, Wyatt didn’t argue. He withdrew his fingers and pressed the head of his dick into his hole. Teeth bit down on his shoulder and Wyatt pushed into him in one long slide. River cried out again. So full. So fucking full at last.
“Yes, fuck me. Fuck me hard. Own me.”
Wyatt snarled as he withdrew and slammed home again, forcing River to brace both of his hands against the wall to keep his body from hitting it.
“You are mine. You belong to me. Will always belong to me. Always belong to Bel.” He punctuated each sentence with another thrust. He paused long enough to adjust River’s stance, tilting his hips just enough that when Wyatt slid into him again, he perfectly pegged his prostate.
“Wyatt!” River shouted. “Close.”
Wyatt sped up, the wet slapping of their skin echoing through the bathroom.
Strong fingers wrapped around River’s dick.
Each thrust pushed him into Wyatt’s fist, sending him over the edge.
He cried out as his cum painted the wall.
Muscles jumped and tightened, squeezing Wyatt even tighter inside of him.
Wyatt shouted and came hard, filling him with delicious heat.
It was fast and dirty, but this was just an appetizer. A taste of what was still to come.
Still panting, Wyatt released River’s dick and wrapped his arms across his chest, holding him tight while his cock slid through his own spend before slipping from River’s ass.
“I love you, River. I fell in love with you when I first saw you, and the feeling has only gotten stronger every day since,” Wyatt murmured against his ear.
River placed his hands on Wyatt’s arms and squeezed, soaking in the warmth that had nothing to do with the water still pounding down on them. “I love you, Wyatt. I never want to spend a day without your arms around me.”
“You’ll never have to.”
A low hum of pleasure rose up River’s throat. “Good, but we better get out of here. We’ve got another mate who needs us both.”
To his surprise, Wyatt didn’t release him like he expected, but held him a little tighter. “Thank you.”
“For?”
“Loving Bel too. For understanding that my love of Bel doesn’t diminish my love for you. For understanding that I need him as much as I need you. I was always sure I would never need anyone but you in my life.”
River smiled. He’d had the same joys and fears when it came to Bel and their relationship. “There’s no either-or with Bel. He’s ours. He was born to be ours. That will never change.”
There was no missing the relief that flowed through Wyatt’s frame. They were both happy together and didn’t want to risk messing up what they’d found. But they also didn’t want to give up Bel. No, their arrangement was just perfect.
Wyatt and River rinsed off before Wyatt turned off the water.
River grabbed the same towel he’d used on Bel from the floor and dried off as quickly as possible.
There was no question that Bel had heard them.
Hell, he was pretty sure the entire house had heard him coming.
Now it was his vampire’s turn. Their man was not going to be neglected.
River strode into the bedroom to find Bel curled up in a tight ball in the center of the bed, the heavy blankets pulled up to his chin as he lay with his back to the bathroom. Crawling across the bed, River kneeled in front of Bel and pressed his nose into his cheek. “Bel, are you asleep?”
“No,” he replied, his voice low and muffled under the blankets.
“Did you hear us?”
“Yes,” Bel said on a moan. He turned his head so that he could meet River’s eyes. His gaze burned with such heat, it was like a physical touch. “Want you both now so bad.”
River jumped off the bed and grabbed the blankets in both hands. With a jerk, he pulled them away until he could see all of Bel. His vampire’s cock was hard and leaking against his stomach, making River’s mouth water. Oh yes, he needed to take care of his man.
Getting on the bed, River roughly grabbed Bel’s legs so he could climb between them.
He bent down and sucked his cock deep into his mouth.
Bel shouted, fingers tangling in his wet hair as his hips thrust up.
Pre-cum coated River’s tongue and he hummed happily as Bel continued with shallow thrusts while panting his name over and over again.
The bed shifted again, and River looked up just enough to see Wyatt slide into bed alongside Bel. One large hand rubbed across his chest while he kissed Bel over and over again, wringing more desperate sounds out of the vampire.
River continued to suck Bel’s cock slowly, caressing every inch of the hard flesh with his tongue. Bel’s fingers tightened in his hair, sending pinpricks of pain through his scalp. He swelled on River’s tongue, and River reluctantly let him slide from his mouth.
“Our Bel tastes so good,” River said before licking his way along the inside of his thigh to his hip bone.
“Mmmm…very good,” Wyatt agreed as he broke off the kiss.
“Oh God, don’t stop. Please don’t stop,” Bel begged. He tried to push River back down, his hands shaking in River’s hair.
“But River’s got a new fantasy.” Wyatt’s voice was so thick with lust and hunger, it was little more than a growl. The quick shower fuck had just taken the edge off, as River had expected.
River turned his head to stare of Bel’s beautiful body.
For a scientist who liked to spend all his time either behind a computer, book, or Erlenmeyer flask, Bel was surprisingly toned.
He wasn’t all hard muscle definition like Wyatt.
There was just the perfect amount of softness around his curves and he had the most delightful little dips and divots that called to River’s tongue.
Or maybe he just wanted to lick all of him.
Bel stared at him with lust-glazed eyes. “A new fantasy?”
“Mmm…” Wyatt hummed again, right in Bel’s ear. “He does. Shall we indulge him?”
Instead of pushing him down, Bel was now using his grip on his hair to pull him up his body. “I want to make all of River’s fantasies come true.”
“Oh Bel, you and Wyatt are better than any fantasy I could cook up.” River kissed his way up Bel’s frame, pausing to lick into his belly button and along his chest. He stopped again to kiss a nipple and then lick the other.
He brushed his lips over Bel’s but passed him by to deeply kiss Wyatt.
A low rumble came from Bel, but he didn’t pull River away despite having a solid hold on his hair.
With a smile, River pulled away from Wyatt and kissed Bel.
It was raw and hungry, threatening to consume all his common sense and clear thoughts.
Bel thrust his hips upward, rubbing his damp cock along River’s.
Despite having come with Wyatt just minutes earlier, his dick had begun to spring back to life since he first touched his other lover.
“What’s your fantasy?” Bel demanded on a gasp. “I’ll do anything you want.”
River chuckled and kissed Bel’s chin. “You give me too much power.”
Bel shook his head. He released River’s hair and framed his face with both of his hands. “We came so close to losing you. I don’t want to waste another chance to experience everything with you. I trust you. Love you.”
River closed his eyes against the sudden sting of tears and turned his head to press a kiss to the center of Bel’s palm. “You and Wyatt will never lose me. I love you both, and we have so many crazy years ahead of us.”
“So, what’s your new fantasy?” Wyatt asked.
The smile returned to River’s lips, and it was easier to blink away the tears.
He looked down at Bel and wagged his eyebrows.
“I want you to fuck me again. But I want Wyatt to be fucking you at the same time.” Bel’s lips parted on a breath, and his cheeks seemed to flush even more.
If the jerk he felt in Bel’s dick was any indication, he very much liked the idea.
River leaned in close and tugged on Bel’s bottom lip with his teeth, then licking it.
“Think about it. Every time Wyatt thrusts into you, he’ll push you deeper into me.
It’ll be like he’s fucking us both at the same time. ”
“Enough,” Bel said in a ragged voice. “You had me sold at ‘I want you.’ ”
River grinned and looked over at Wyatt, who held up a bottle of lube. “Glad I grabbed the lube from the shower.”
“You’re always so good at planning ahead.” He kissed Wyatt again before turning his attention to Bel.
Wrapping his arms around the vampire, he rolled him until their positions were swapped.
He threaded their fingers together and stretched their arms above his head so that Bel was lying flat against him.
For now, he concentrated solely on Bel’s lips, capturing his wonderful mouth in a series of ever-deepening kisses.
At the same time, Wyatt ran his hand down Bel’s back and over his ass again and again, chasing away new nerves and anxieties. Neither of them had been inside of Bel yet. It was new, and River would move only as quickly as Bel wanted.
Bel suddenly stiffened, lifting his mouth away from River. He knew from the sudden tension humming through Bel’s frame that Wyatt had pressed a finger inside of Bel. Undeterred, River shifted and nibbled on his jaw.
“We can stop anytime you want,” River whispered.
“No,” Bel said quickly, his voice tense.
“There are so many things we can do. Every last one of them will make me happy because I’m with you and Wyatt.”