27. Chapter Twenty-Seven
Chapter Twenty-Seven
E zra slid the straps of the harness up his hips, settling his cock for fucking into place. The length was a decent size, but he’d chosen a more slender one for tonight. It had a few veins up the side and a nice sac that swung when he fucked. Even though he wanted to stretch Sloan wide, he also wanted him to enjoy every damn second of this.
And to be honest, he needed this as much as Sloan did tonight. To lose himself in pleasure, to live in this moment.
He dribbled some lube onto his cock and slid it up and down the length, then passed it to Kai. His T-dick ached, and he had the feeling he’d pop off like a rocket while they were fucking Sloan. He turned on the bullet vibe in his harness, the thrum taking his aching T-dick higher.
Sloan lay on the bed, his legs spread, a debauched, dreamy look on his features. His hair was tousled, his blue eyes a soft glow. And Ezra’s bites—angry red marks—littered every inch of his creamy skin. A visceral jolt shot through him.
“All right, slutty boy.” Ezra sank onto the mattress beside him. “I’m going to need you to take out the vibrator and drop on my cock instead.”
“Fuck yes.” Sloan pulled the vibe out, shut it off, and placed it at the edge of the bed.
Ezra settled in the center of the bed and crooked his fingers.
Sloan bobbed his head and crawled up the bed until he straddled his hips. Ezra’s cock pointed straight up between his thighs, and he held the base steady for Sloan. His reddened nipples and the flushed, dripping tip of his cock was hot as fuck. The scent of sex lingered in the air, mingling with Sloan’s natural musk and his sharp cologne. Kai stepped up to the edge of the bed, stroking the lube down his condom-covered cock.
“Climb on up,” Ezra said. “You’ll be sliding into his needy hole right after.”
“Ungh.” Sloan bit his lower hip and lowered himself. The tip of the cock disappeared into Sloan’s hole, and a moment later, he sat fully impaled on Ezra’s cock. Goddamn, that was a beautiful sight, one he couldn’t get enough of. Penetration triggered his dysphoria, so having two partners who loved to be fucked—he was lucky as hell.
The weight of Sloan in his lap increased the intensity of the vibe against his T-dick, and he canted his hips a few times, loving the sensations rippling through him. Sloan let out a shuddered breath, those long lashes fluttering .
“Kai, I think our little whore needs another cock, doesn’t he? Mine’s not nearly thick enough to stretch you until you’re gaping,” Ezra purred. Sloan’s pulse at his neck fluttered, and he let out a soft moan. The air grew thicker, heated with the collision about to occur, and Ezra’s whole body thrummed with awareness. He gave a few more lazy rocks of his hips, just to watch Sloan’s wanton expressions. He didn’t hold anything back, contrary to the facade he offered far too often to the outside world.
Ezra knew—he was the same way.
There was a purity in kink he rarely found elsewhere. As if the power exchange, the thrill, the promise of pain—in any form—gave them permission to let go of the many masks donned during the day.
This place was sacred.
Where lies were checked at the door and only the truth remained, whether it was ugly, humiliating, desperate. All those were welcome here.
The mattress creaked, and Kai settled behind Sloan. “You ready to take me?”
“So damn ready, Sir,” Sloan said, his breaths coming a bit faster. His pupils were dilated, and he clearly floated deep into subspace from their earlier play.
Ezra reached around Sloan’s waist to pry his cheeks open, placing his hole on display for Kai. A muttered curse followed.
“Come on, babe,” Ezra urged him. “Sink into this needy slut.”
Sloan leaned forward and braced his hands on either side of Ezra. It was the perfect view to take in every minute change in his features. Sloan stared down at him, those beautiful blue eyes filled with a tenderness that struck him square in the chest.
Kai pushed in, the movement shifting Ezra’s cock. Sloan let out a whimper, his eyes growing even wider .
“Are you okay?” Kai placed a hand on his waist.
“More,” Sloan said.
“You’ve got this, sweetness,” Ezra murmured. Kai let out a grunt as he slid a little farther in. Times like this, he wished he had a cis dick to be able to feel the sensation of Kai gliding in against him. The ripple across his skin, the dysphoria that sometimes took him, made itself known. He gritted his teeth, trying to remain in the moment. This between them was important.
Sloan dipped down and kissed him. The sweet motion sent a thrill through him, combating the negative feeling. Ezra clung onto that like a touchstone.
Sloan tilted his head. “Oh, oh god.”
“Fuck, this squeeze is so tight.” Kai was almost breathless. “I’m in here with you, Ezra. Holy hell.”
Euphoria burst through him at Kai’s simple statement. Kai shifted farther so his groin rested right against Ezra’s hands, which had been prying Sloan’s cheeks open. The vibe hummed against his T-dick, threatening combustion from the pressure alone. Like this, the three of them were connected completely. His heart thundered. There was nowhere else he’d rather be.
“Please move,” Sloan gasped, a pretty flush across his cheeks.
“As you wish.” Ezra canted his hips upward, just small movements to start. A long, low moan sounded from Kai.
“Fuck, the feel of you rubbing against me.”
Ezra’s chest sparked with light that trickled through him. With these men, he was everything he needed to be. He was whole.
“Think you’re going to last, beautiful?” he teased Kai.
“Not for long,” Kai grunted.
“How about you?” Ezra asked Sloan, giving a shift of his hips. The movement pressed the vibe hard on his T-dick, making him pant .
Sloan dropped his head back, his long neck and Adam’s apple on full display. A loud moan streamed out of him as he rocked above Ezra to the force of Kai’s thrusts. “Oh god, oh god.”
After Kai thrust in, Ezra tilted his hips, creating a push-pull motion. Kai’s lashes fluttered, and his grunts came from deep in his chest. Ezra reached back and traced Sloan’s wet rim, stretched wide across the two cocks he was taking deep. Lust flared through him fast and furious. That was the hottest thing he’d ever seen.
“Oh, oh, oh.” Sloan’s cock rubbed against his stomach, sandwiched between their bodies, and the slickness trailing out of it glided the way.
“Do you need permission, sweetness?” Ezra asked. Sweat prickled across his forehead, but whether it was from the heat of their bodies or the intensity of the moment, he wasn’t sure. All he knew was that he didn’t want this to end just as much as he desperately needed to combust.
“Please,” Sloan gasped, his arms and legs trembling. “So close.”
Ezra speared his fingers through Sloan’s hair. “Come for me.”
“Be our good boy.” Kai thrust in again. Sloan arched his back and let out a keening howl. Hot liquid gushed between their bodies as he came and came and came. The rapture in his features only made him more gorgeous.
Ezra let go of Sloan’s hair, and the man slumped over him. His eyes met Kai’s over Sloan’s shoulder. “Find your release.”
Kai bobbed his head, his cheeks flushed, his hazel eyes taking on a glaze. He continued thrusting inside Sloan, and Ezra met him each time as they lost themselves in their dance. The scent of sweat and cum was fragrant in the air, mingled with their musk. Ezra breathed it in as each shift of his hips stroked the vibe to his T-dick, bringing him closer and closer to the edge. His body bloomed with sweat, his chest almost as slick as Sloan’s as he chased his release .
The sounds coming from Kai were desperate, feral, and the cords of his neck stuck out as he gritted his teeth. He moved faster, but Sloan just let out the occasional low moan, still slumped on Ezra’s chest.
The pressure built at his T-dick, growing to the point it consumed his entire body. His sole focus was on the rock of his hips, the ache there turning painful. His breaths were fast and short as he neared the edge.
Kai shouted, and his body locked up as he came. He stilled, but Ezra continued to fuck into Sloan, so damn close he felt it in his teeth.
The pressure mounted, and a second later, he careened over the edge. Pleasure washed through him, and an animalistic groan left his lips. His whole body was effused in the waves of sensation rolling across him, and he basked in the traveling aftershocks. Sweat soaked his entire body, and his breaths came out choppy, but he didn’t budge, just floated along on the bliss of his release.
Kai slumped forward, plastering himself against Sloan’s back. The weight of the two men would’ve been too much if he wasn’t sturdier, but he loved the way their bodies crushed him into the mattress.
If he could stay in this moment together, a place where their connection flared bright as a supernova, he would.
“Let’s give Sloan a break,” Ezra said. Kai slowly slid out. A ragged gasp escaped Sloan.
“I want you to stay inside me,” Sloan said, his blue eyes glistening. The desperation in his tone Ezra understood far too well.
“You want to warm us for a little bit?” Ezra asked.
Sloan bobbed his head.
“All right, gorgeous, let’s get comfortable, then. Lie on your side.”
Sloan pulled off him, a shudder rocking through his body. Ezra scooted to the side and turned off the vibe while Sloan took the center of the bed, curling away from him. He reached down and pressed a hand to his gaping hole. Lust coursed through him at how wrecked he was. On his side, he slid his cock back inside with ease, a low hum coming from Sloan.
Kai tied off his condom and tossed it into the wastebasket. “Want to clean me off, beautiful?”
Sloan whimpered and nodded. Kai settled up higher on the bed, propped up on an elbow, and brought his deflated cock up to Sloan’s lips. Sloan tilted forward to engulf Kai’s cock whole, and Kai’s lashes fluttered.
Ezra slung his arm around Sloan’s body. Cum still stuck on their chests, but that was a future problem. Right now, he wanted to stay here with two men who’d burrowed deeper inside him than anyone else had…ever. He pressed a kiss against the back of Sloan’s neck and squeezed Kai’s thigh. Words bubbled up within him that he didn’t dare speak to light, ones he’d never offered to partners.
Sloan’s breathing deepened with the rhythm of sleep. Ezra snorted and glanced up. Kai’s eyes were fluttering shut too. He let his close, enjoying the connection the three of them shared. A heaviness slipped over him like a blanket as sleep stole him away.
***
Rustling woke him up.
Sloan had slipped off his cock and kneeled on the bed, frowning at the flakes of cum on his chest.
“Probably should’ve cleaned up first,” Ezra murmured, his voice a little slow and sleep-warmed. Kai stirred, hunched in an awkward position higher up on the bed. Ezra’s lips quirked. “I think the only one who’s thoroughly cleaned is Kai. ”
Sloan gave a cute shrug. “What can I say? He’s got a tasty cock.”
“Mmm?” Kai straightened up from his hunch. He winced. Resting like that couldn’t have been kind to his joints.
“Want to slip into the shower?” Ezra asked. Not only did he and Sloan need a thorough cleaning, but Kai’s muscles could use the heat as well.
“It might be a tight fit,” Sloan said.
Kai snorted. “Apparently, we’re good at those.”
“Well, damn.” Sloan smirked. “Let’s get in the shower.” He slipped off the bed and led the way.
Ezra removed the harness still around his thighs. He then offered Kai a hand up. He winced again as he pushed to a stand. When Kai straightened, Ezra pressed a kiss on the side of his head.
“What was that for?” Kai asked, a tenderness in his eyes that warmed his chest.
Ezra shrugged. “Just wanted to.”
“Looks like the bad boy’s more of a sap than he seems,” Kai teased as he followed Sloan into the adjoining bathroom. Ezra swatted his ass, even though he loved seeing more sass from Kai as he got comfortable.
The shower was a decent size, but it would still be a cramped fit with three adults. He didn’t fucking care. Tomorrow loomed like an oncoming storm, and he wanted to cherish the moments he got with these men. He understood too well how fast things could flip on a dime.
Sloan stepped in and turned the shower on. “Fuck, that’s cold.”
Ezra shook his head. “You need one, thirsty boy.”
“If you and Kai ever want to good Dom, bad Dom me again, yes, please.” Sloan tilted his head back under the spray. Heat emanated from the shower, and Ezra slipped right in behind Sloan. Water slid over that supple ass, and fuck, the sight turned him on. Ezra squeezed his ass tight, then reached past him and grabbed the bodywash. He pumped out a few squirts and lathered it across Sloan’s body.
Kai stepped into the shower behind him, but he slumped against Ezra, his head resting on his shoulder. The man was tapped. Ezra launched into the aftercare he hadn’t been able to give Sloan before, since they’d all conked out on his bed. Giving his hands something to do helped with the thoughts buzzing in the back of his mind.
He ran his hands across Sloan’s arms, his sleek, muscular back, his firm ass. He dipped lightly between the cheeks, his hole still gaping.
“God, that’s sexy,” Ezra said.
“What, the sign of how much you two wrecked me?” Sloan teased. “Do it anytime you like.”
“So damn tempting.” Kai wrapped his arms around Ezra’s waist.
Ezra reached around to Sloan’s front to lather his chest, trailing all the way to his cock. The three of them were sandwiched together, but he basked in the body heat that rivaled the water cascading down on them.
“Are you guys worried about tomorrow?” Kai murmured, the words muffled by the water pouring from the shower and how he was half buried in Ezra’s shoulder. Nerves rushed through Ezra at the mere mention.
Sloan’s throat bobbed, and Ezra squeezed his hip.
“Terrified,” Sloan said.
“Well, then I guess we’ll be terrified together,” Ezra said, his heart thumping hard.
“I’ll be there with you, no matter what.” Kai pressed a kiss on Ezra’s shoulder and squeezed tighter. Sloan slid up against his front, nudging his head against Kai’s, and Ezra wrapped his arms around him.
His heart thundered .
It was too early to admit the words out loud, but he had definitely, wholeheartedly, fallen in love.