by Ella Frank
Robbie’s eyes automatically zeroed in on the erection he could see outlined in Julien’s pants, and just as he was about to say something like Please, let me see it, he heard—
“Robert?”
Robbie’s head whipped around as though he’d been caught with his hand in the cookie jar, as he glanced over his shoulder at Priest.
“Yes?” he said, his voice much more breathy than usual.
Priest walked over to him, hooked his finger under Robbie’s chin, and gently angled his face up. When their eyes collided, Robbie almost whimpered at the hunger he saw there. Priest looked as though he wanted to devour him, and Robbie hadn’t even taken his clothes off yet.
“Do you know what I’ve been thinking about all day?”
Robbie licked his lips and shook his head, finding it difficult to speak.
“I’ve been thinking about the way you fucked my jacket this morning, and that you”—Priest ran his thumb over Robbie’s lip—“owe me.”
Robbie’s mouth parted, and he sucked on that thumb until Priest pulled it free with a grin that bordered on savage.
“I’m going to take your clothes off now so Julien and I can look at you.” Robbie nodded, mute for probably the first time in his life. “But before I do.” Priest took Robbie’s mouth in a hard, fierce kiss that had him gripping Priest’s shirt as he wound an arm around Robbie’s waist and hauled him close, making him moan.
Robbie thrust his hips forward, grinding his erection against Priest, trying to relieve some of the ache, some of the frustration he was feeling, but it was no use. Priest wasn’t going to grant him relief until he was good and ready.
“Very nice,” Priest said once he’d raised his head, and then he ran his fingers down the middle seam of Robbie’s pants, tormenting the crack of his ass. “But let’s get you naked and full so you have a good reason to squirm around like this. Turn around and face Julien. He wants to look at you.”
Without another word, Robbie pivoted toward Julien, who was still seated on the couch with his legs sprawled open and his eyes fixated on the two of them, and then Priest moved into position behind Robbie and began undressing him for his husband.
JULIEN WAS TRANSFIXED on the scene unfolding as Robbie stood opposite him, and Priest moved in behind him.
Robbie’s lips were swollen and puffy where Priest had just kissed him, and his blue eyes had darkened with his desire. His cheeks were scarlet, his breathing was coming faster, and the long, stiff cock visible beneath Robbie’s work pants made it more than obvious that he was excited about whatever was going to happen here tonight.
“Hands up above your head, Robert.” Priest’s voice was rough as he issued the order, and Julien’s dick pulsed at the familiar timbre. His husband was highly aroused, as were he and Robbie, and Julien couldn’t wait to see where Priest would take them all tonight.
Robbie raised his hands over his head, and as he did, the hem of his snug vest crept up, pulling his shirt free of his pants and exposing a strip of pale skin. Priest ran the pads of his fingers over the creamy expanse he’d revealed, and when Robbie shivered, he lowered his mouth to his ear and kissed it.
“You smell delicious, princess.” Priest nuzzled in behind Robbie’s ear. “Like…our soap.”
“Oh God.” Robbie sighed and angled his head, offering more of his neck to Priest. But he wasn’t about to go where Robbie led him. Non, Julien thought as he reached for the button on his pants, his mind relaxed for the moment but his body on full alert. Priest went where he wanted to. When he wanted to. And it was clear he wasn’t about to be rushed tonight.
Priest began to unbutton Robbie’s vest, and once it was free and on the floor, he moved right onto the shirt. Robbie sucked in a breath as that was then removed and discarded, and Julien couldn’t wait to get his mouth on all of that smooth, silky skin.
“Robert? Did you shower when you got home?” Priest looked over Robbie’s shoulder at Julien with an expression that was incendiary as he reached around Robbie’s waist and popped open the button of his work pants.
“Or did you cheat, and just do the important places? Maybe I should find out, and kiss you from head to toe and all the places in between.”
Robbie was leaning back against Priest’s chest now, and when he parted Robbie’s work pants and reached inside to find his cock, a breathless gasp left their man.
Putain, they were stunning together like this.
“Mon Dieu, princesse. You look like an invitation to sin,” Julien said, as he mirrored Priest’s move and slid a hand down inside his pants to wrap his fingers around his aching shaft.
“Shit… Oh shit,” Robbie said on a moan as Priest moved his hand up and down, and not a second later, Robbie began to roll his hips in time with the rhythm Priest set, pumping his shaft in and out of what Julien knew was a viselike fist.
Priest growled, and the raspy sound vibrated around the room and had Julien’s hips thrusting up in response.
“I think Julien should take those pants off and show us what he’s working with over there. Don’t you, Robert?”
Julien’s mind was spiraling at the wild glint in his husband’s eyes. He wanted Priest like this tonight so he could let go and lose himself. He wanted to escape. And he wanted to watch as Robbie let go and came with him.
“Yes,” Robbie said, and then nodded for added emphasis. “Yes, I want to see.”
The chuckle that left Priest was full of dark promises, as he licked a path along Robbie’s cheek and then rubbed the scruff of his beard over the same spot.
“Ah… Priest.” Robbie squeezed his eyes shut. “That… That feels…”
Apparently too good for words, since Robbie lost his, and then Julien decided he was done with clothes and shoved his pants and briefs off his hips until they were down around his ankles.
Priest then said in Robbie’s ear, “Open your eyes.” And when Robbie’s eyelids fluttered open and he focused on the thick cock Julien was stroking, their princesse licked his lips.
“Do you want that?” Priest asked as he continued working Robbie, and Julien widened his legs to give their man a better look.
When Robbie nodded but said nothing, Priest halted his hand and said, “I asked you a question, Robert.”
Robbie’s Adam’s apple bobbed, and then his eyes fastened on Julien’s, and the expression in them was one of tortured ecstasy. Oui, he wanted it, all right.
“Do you want Julien’s cock up this tight little ass of yours?”
“Yes,” Robbie said, as he fucked Priest’s fist and brazenly eye-fucked Julien. “I want to climb on his lap and ride it until I come.”
Those words out of Robbie’s mouth had Julien tightening his fist at the base of his dick.
“I thought you might,” Priest said. “But before you do that, I think we should get rid of these.” And with a quick move, Priest had Robbie’s pants and tiny briefs down his legs, and was helping him step out of them.
Once all clothing was removed, and Robbie stood between them naked and hard, Julien crooked a finger, more than ready to touch every inch of Robbie that he could see.
“Viens ici.”
Robbie didn’t hesitate, not for a second. He stepped toward Julien and climbed up onto his lap until he was straddled over his thighs and their cocks were both upright and rubbing against one another.
Julien reached for Robbie’s waist, tugging him closer, and as Robbie’s knees flanked either side of him, Julien jacked his hips forward.
“Mmm,” Robbie purred, and looped his arms around Julien’s neck.
Julien grunted in response, and as he smoothed his hands over the round curves of Robbie’s ass, he saw Priest turn and leave the room. Knowing he would be back soon enough, Julien began to rock Robbie, grinding their erections together until the sexy man on his lap took over.
Robbie lowered his head and kissed him in a way that told Julien he was ready and willing for the cock he could feel to be inside him, and Julien trailed one of his
hands up Robbie’s spine until he was gripping the back of his neck. Then Julien changed the tempo of the kiss they were sharing.
He arched up off the couch and speared his tongue deep inside the interior of Robbie’s mouth, and it went from sweet to savage in the blink of an eye—and the longer it went on, the faster and harder Robbie began to writhe.
“Oh God. God. God…” Robbie panted, and the sounds that followed were nothing short of sinful. He was cursing, gasping, and moaning, and every now and then this sexy little whimper escaped his lips, and then his entire body shuddered at the release of the sound.
It was all Julien could do in his alcohol-and lust-addled state not to lay Robbie out flat on the couch and pound into him. But no, he would wait for Priest to return, because he knew just how explosive the three of them would be tonight, and he wanted that—needed it.
He didn’t think Robbie was even aware that Priest had left, but when his husband strode back into the living room, Julien’s balls tightened and threatened to explode, as though someone had just found, and hit, his sweet spot.
Priest had stripped down to absolutely nothing, and his cock was hard, proclaiming its desire to fuck, and sweet Jesus, Julien wanted to watch him when he did.
As Priest came up behind Robbie—who was clearly oblivious to anything other than how good he felt writhing all over Julien’s lap—he smirked. Julien let go of Robbie’s neck and used both hands to grip Robbie’s ass and spread him open, and Priest made a low sound of approval in the back of his throat.
The noise must’ve finally registered with Robbie, because he glanced over his shoulder just in time to see Priest drop a bottle of lube and condoms on the couch and then lower down to his knees.
Putain de merde, Julien thought—Priest on his knees was a rare fucking event. So to see him down there made Julien’s cock drip with added excitement, and when his large palms then covered Julien’s on Robbie’s ass to spread him wider? Julien knew he was in real danger of coming before he even got inside Robbie’s tight hole.
“Oh, princesse. Priest is about to devour you,” Julien said, as Priest gave him a final look, and then lowered his head to lick a warm, wet path up Robbie’s narrow channel, and the shout of pleasure that left Robbie’s lips made it crystal clear that he couldn’t wait.
AT THE TOUCH of Priest’s tongue to his sensitive flesh, Robbie bucked backward and his fingers dug into Julien’s shoulder, as an intense wave of pleasure swept over his body.
He moaned and slammed his eyes shut as four large hands held his ass open, and Priest—oh God—began to flick his tongue back and forth over Robbie’s pucker.
Julien groaned at what he was witnessing, and Robbie opened his eyes and found those jade ones full of carnal desire.
“You look so good, princesse. So fucking good.”
Robbie gritted his teeth and rocked forward, rubbing his entire front against Julien’s, and when he cursed in French, Robbie did it again. He then lowered his mouth to Julien’s full lips and flicked his tongue along the top one, and Priest decided in that moment to tease Robbie’s hole by pushing his tongue inside him.
“Priest,” Robbie gasped, and tore his mouth free to look down. “I’m going to die if you keep doing that.”
Priest’s eyes climbed up to lock on his, and when they did, the arrogance swirling in them made Robbie’s ass clench. Oh hell, talk about provoking the beast. Because Priest merely lowered his head and…did it again.
Fuck, Robbie thought. I want—no, need—someone to take me. He wanted someone inside him, filling him, stretching him, and when Priest reached for the lube and uncapped it, Robbie began to squirm on Julien’s lap.
“Dieu,” Julien said, regaining Robbie’s attention. “Get up on your knees for Priest. Let him get you ready for us.”
Us? Robbie’s heart thundered at the request, but he quickly moved onto his knees. Does he mean what I think he means? Are they really going to take me…at the same time?
The thought had Robbie clutching at Julien’s shoulders so he wouldn’t faint before he got to experience that, because if there was even a remote chance of it happening, he wanted it.
Julien angled his head so he was looking up at Robbie, and he trailed his fingers down his back to his ass and pulled Robbie’s cheeks open.
Priest made a low, feral sound that had Robbie rubbing his cock against Julien’s rock-solid chest, and when a slick finger dragged down his cleft, Robbie thrust back, trying to get it in him.
“Priest,” Robbie said through gritted teeth, and this time Priest’s name was a cross between a whisper and a prayer. “Please. I…I want…”
“What do you want?” Priest said in a tone that made Robbie’s entire body feel as though it had been stroked.
“I want something in me.”
Priest shifted behind him until Robbie felt warm lips on his tailbone and a finger pressing against the hot, puckered skin of his entrance.
“Lucky for you,” Priest said as he pushed a little harder, and Robbie clutched at Julien’s shoulders as he lost his balance for a moment. “You’re going to get two somethings in you tonight. At the same time.”
“Oh God,” Robbie cried out, as Priest finally slipped his finger inside and Julien sat forward to flick his tongue over Robbie’s nipple.
Robbie speared his fingers through Julien’s hair and hung on as he let his head fall back and closed his eyes. He felt needy, desperate, and so fucking turned on right then that he knew he was only about two seconds away from exploding all over Julien’s chest.
“La chambre,” Julien said, and then scraped his teeth along Robbie’s collarbone. “I want to take you to our bedroom, lie down, and watch you ride my cock, princesse.”
“Yes. Oh, fuck yes. Anything you want,” Robbie said as he rubbed himself against Julien harder, leaving a mess all over his chest.
But he didn’t say anything else after that, because Priest chose that moment to slip a second, then a third, finger inside him, and began to move them in and out as he kissed and sucked one of Robbie’s ass cheeks, preparing him for what they had just promised—and Robbie couldn’t wait.
Chapter Fifteen
CONFESSION
Two is always better than one.
And three? Three is even better.
JULIEN’S COCK THROBBED as Robbie’s wet lips parted on a moan. Priest was working him over something fierce from behind as Julien held him open, and with the way Robbie was rubbing his dick up and down the center of his pecs, it was clear he was enjoying every single second of it.
Totally uninhibited in his pleasure, Robbie knew exactly what he liked and wanted, and as he moved back on the fingers Priest had lodged inside him, it was clear that Robbie wanted more.
“Jules… Priest… Please,” Robbie said. “Take me to the bedroom.”
Julien nipped at Robbie’s chin as Priest removed his hand and stood, and then Julien surged up to his feet and cupped Robbie’s ass, hiking him up his body until his long legs were wrapped around Julien’s waist.
“That’s it, princesse. Hold on.”
Julien followed Priest into their room and watched as his husband pulled a chair up alongside the bed and took a seat. With his legs spread out in front of him, Priest wrapped his hand around his thick length and then gestured to their bed with a tilt of his head.
Mon Dieu, nothing made Julien hotter than performing under Priest’s gaze. With his hands on Robbie’s ass, Julien turned toward the bed and then placed a knee on the mattress and lowered him down on it. As Robbie’s back met the soft duvet, he took a shuddering breath and moved up the bed until his head was on one of the pillows and his legs were stretched out, showing off his stunning form.
“Tu es magnifique,” Julien said as he moved up the mattress between Robbie’s legs, and as he got closer, Robbie wrapped a hand around his cock and thrust his hips off the bed.
“Robert?” Priest said, and when Robbie turned his head, Julien placed a kiss on the inside of his knee and f
elt Robbie tremble. “Put your feet flat and show Julien how nice and stretched you are, sweetheart.”
Julien silently thanked Priest as Robbie moved into the position he’d suggested, and when Robbie’s tight balls, erect cock, and nicely stretched hole came into view, Julien couldn’t help himself from grinding his erection down into the mattress.
“It’s parfait, princesse,” Julien managed as he took one of Robbie’s ankles, draping it over his shoulder. “Just waiting for me to fill it,” he said as he got closer and took hold of Robbie’s other leg, moving it up and over his opposite shoulder.
“Shit,” Robbie said as he pressed his head back into the pillow and bowed his body up, offering himself to Julien like a feast. “Touch me, Jules. Please…God. Put your mouth on me. Or your finger in me. Just do something.”
Julien kissed the inside of Robbie’s thigh, and as his lips met the smooth skin there, a whimper left Robbie and a growl came from Priest. Julien’s eyes rose over the creamy expanse of Robbie’s thigh to find Priest’s, and when Priest’s nostrils flared and he pumped his cock, Julien moved to suck one of Robbie’s balls between his lips.
“Oh fuck, yes,” Robbie said, and reached out to fist his hands in Julien’s hair as he shoved up into his face.
Julien licked, sucked, and teased the sensitive skin scrunched up against Robbie’s body, and then blew a warm breath over his balls. Then he moved his mouth further up Robbie’s body so he could run his tongue along the length of his cock, making Robbie tighten his thighs around Julien’s ears.
“That’s it,” Priest said, as Julien sucked the head of Robbie’s shaft. “I want to watch you fuck Julien’s mouth.” And judging by the way Robbie’s fingers twisted in Julien’s hair, he wanted that too.
Julien swirled his tongue around the salty tip in his mouth, and when he widened his lips, Robbie punched forward and slid along Julien’s tongue with a groan.