by Macy Blake
“You know what would be fun?” Henry asked.
“What?”
“Taking a swim in the tub with Ward.”
“A swim?” Saeward asked.
“You’ve seen the size of Eduard’s bathtub. Don’t even pretend you haven’t. It’s half the size of your pool.”
Andvari scoffed but pushed to his feet. “You need to have your eyes checked, little one.”
“You need to be nice, Andi.”
Andvari grabbed Henry and lifted him into his arms. Henry’s legs wrapped around his waist, and he grinned down at him, unable to hold strong once he caught glimpse of the twinkle in Henry’s eyes. “You’re such a brat,” Andvari teased.
“Takes one to know one.”
“Truth,” Andvari said, drawing another snicker from his mate. “So you want to soak in the tub? Will you promise to relax?”
“Well… I promise to hopefully be nice and worn out by the time we’re done. How’s that?”
“I think that’s the best idea you’ve had so far today.”
Henry grinned and turned to look at Saeward. “What do you think? ‘Cause I think Eduard might wake up once he hears the water running. He does love that tub, you know.”
Saeward’s blush turned a brilliant shade of scarlet, but he stood and smiled sweetly. “I… I will join you in the tub. At least for a while.”
“Excellent,” Andvari said. “And the moment you want to leave, you leave, okay? Nothing happens without your okay.”
Saeward nodded and followed as Andvari carried Henry through to the master bath. It was truly a work of art, one that Eduard had taken much pride in when they’d been working to design the house. He couldn’t have known, of course, that the large whirlpool tub would actually be needed. With multiple mates and many sore muscles to soak away, they often found themselves in the tub at the end of the day. The cool marble tiles heated beneath Andvari’s feet as he let Henry slip from his arms, and he was thankful once more for his mate’s demands for luxury.
Henry gathered towels and soft cloths while Andvari turned on the water and added the bath oils Eduard had taught them all to love. Henry lit a couple of the vanilla scented candles Eduard also loved and shot a wicked grin Andvari’s way. Yes, he was well aware of Ward’s sweet crush on their griffin and nothing would bring him to the room quicker than the sound of water and the scent of his candles. He’d be surprised to find the addition of Ward, but he would be pleased. Andvari had no doubt.
After shucking the soft pants he’d put on after waking, Andvari climbed into the tub and settled with his lower back to one of the strongest jets. Henry stripped out of his own sleep shorts and stepped in behind him, quickly moving to sit with his back to Andvari’s chest. Ward was more tentative, but he also removed his clothes and stepped into the tub. Both Andvari and Henry locked eyes on him, unable to turn away. There was something so beautiful about Ward. His immense size was something to behold, but it was the way he moved. Fluid, like the water he preferred to be in. His muscles rippled with each motion, and not an ounce of softness existed on the man. No, that wasn’t entirely true. His eyes were soft, kindness swirling in their light brown depths.
Andvari waited for Saeward to sit across from them, settling into the warm, bubbly water up to his chest. Then he began moving his hand over Henry, stroking his thighs, encouraging them to part, teasing over his still soft, but quickly thickening cock, then up his chest and belly. He tweaked Henry’s nipples between his fingers, rolling them gently to stiff peaks. Ward watched every movement, caught every hitch of Henry’s breath.
He started again. Back at Henry’s sweet thighs, rolling his balls gently between his fingers before teasing up again. He stopped at Henry’s neck this time, arching it back and baring the vein to his sight.
Henry groaned.
Andvari stared at Saeward.
Waiting.
He gave a little nod of encouragement. Waited again. His hand locked on Henry’s neck, the other at his waist. Holding him still and waiting, growing more desperate by the minute, until finally, Ward spoke.
“What is it you want, little one?”
Henry groaned and opened his eyes. Andvari knew exactly what Saeward would see in them. Aching want, desperate need. Henry was a sensual creature who responded to touch so beautifully. “I want to be full,” Henry moaned.
Saeward gulped and moved his gaze to Andvari’s.
Andvari simply arched a brow at him and remained still.
Waiting.
“G-get him ready,” Ward husked.
Andvari grinned and began moving his hands again. He spread Henry wide, pulling his knees up so his hole was open and waiting, but hidden from view beneath the water. He traced over the opening, teasing Henry with the tip of his finger until Henry responded with another of his beautiful noises.
“He’s v-very responsive,” Ward said.
Andvari hadn’t missed that the big guy had slipped his hand beneath the water. “He is.”
He teased further, dipping one finger inside Henry, playing his body like the fine instrument it was. He knew exactly where and how to touch to get the reactions he wanted, and Henry enjoyed every minute of it.
“He… wants you very much.”
“Yes,” Andvari agreed.
Ward’s breath caught, and Henry made another sweet sound.
“Get the oil, Henry.”
He’d kept it within reach, as they always did when in the tub. He didn’t have time to do anything with it, though, as the bathroom door opened, and Eduard stepped into the room. He did a double take when he saw Saeward sitting in the tub with them. Andvari took the opportunity to add some oil to his hand and bend Henry over the edge of the tub.
“Goddess, I do not mind this being the first thing I see in the morning,” Eduard said softly.
Andvari rubbed over Henry’s hole before sending a look to Saeward. He got a quick inhale of breath in return and his eyes darted to Eduard before looking back to Andvari in a panic. “You’re in control here. What do you want?”
Saeward chewed his lip, and Andvari remained still, his hands poised over Henry, ready and waiting. “I want you to get him ready,” Saeward repeated softly.
“And?” Andvari glanced to Eduard then back to Ward.
“I…I’d l-like Eduard to j-join us.”
Andvari turned to his mate and smiled. “Need a bath?”
“I do now,” Eduard said with a smile. He pushed the silk pants he preferred to sleep in down his legs and stepped closer to the tub. He met Saeward’s gaze and paused at the edge. “You okay with this?”
“Yes,” Ward managed to groan out without so much as a stutter.
Andvari smirked and turned his attention back to Henry. He stretched him with one finger before quickly adding another. As Eduard stepped into the water and lowered himself to the seat beside Saeward, Andvari continued his ministrations, getting Henry’s body ready as he’d been asked. When he deemed him stretched enough, Andvari turned his attention back to Saeward. “He is ready.”
“Yes, he is,” Henry agreed. “Please, Ward.”
Henry had figured out his game. Of course, he had. The power was all in Ward’s hands. Whatever happened, or didn’t happen, was up to him. As Henry had a bit of a kink for giving up control, Andvari knew it would add an extra element of heat to whatever happened next.
“I… I don’t…” Ward looked back to Andvari, and he smiled again.
“If I were you, I’d ask Henry what he wanted.”
Ward let out a breath and nibbled on his lip again. “What do you want, Henry?”
“I want Andvari to fuck me, and I want you and Eduard to kiss. If you want to. And I want to watch. If you don’t mind.”
Andvari couldn’t help but grin when Ward’s mouth fell open. He looked to Eduard who licked his lips in response. “I certainly don’t mind. What do you think?” Eduard asked.
“I… I do not mind.”
Andvari lifted Henry again, and they
resumed the same position they’d been in before. This time, however, Henry held onto the edge of the tub while Andvari positioned his cock. He lowered himself onto it slowly, groaning as it stretched him wide. Saeward’s eyes never left Henry’s face. His pupils were blown and his breath quickened.
“He’s so fucking tight, Ward. He hugs you and sucks you deeper. He feels so damn good.”
Ward licked his lips and turned to Eduard. “I would like to kiss you now.”
Eduard moved swiftly through the water and straddled Saeward’s lap. “I thought you’d never ask.”
He leaned into Ward and hovered millimeters away until Ward closed the distance between them. Henry groaned and clenched his hole tighter at the sight. And what a sight it was. Eduard’s golden skin glistened with water droplets as Ward’s hands rested against his bare back. They were beautiful together. Red hair against brown. Golden skin against tanned. Slimmer form against more muscular. They were the most beautiful study in contrasts Andvari had ever seen. He gripped Henry’s hips and began to rock him forward and back, sliding his cock deep inside before the slow drag out again.
Eduard was making the sweetest sounds as Saeward deepened their kiss. He held Eduard’s back tightly, his big hands spread across the smooth expanse of skin, caressing and growing more desperate by the second as he let his hand slide lower and lower. Eduard finally pulled away, gasping for breath. “Please tell me what you want. Because I want you. Now. Please, Ward.”
Ward bit his lip and glanced to Andvari once more. He answered by thrusting up into Henry, pegging his gland and drawing the most exquisite sound of pleasure from him. Eduard turned to look at them, his pupils blown.
“He wants you, Ward. As desperately as you want him. He loves to be full, just like Henry does. You up for the task?”
Of course, Andvari didn’t even need to ask. He could see the evidence of Ward’s arousal, the tip of it peeking out from the water.
“Yes, he does,” Eduard agreed. “Where’s the oil?”
Eduard didn’t wait for an answer. He slipped off Saeward’s lap and grabbed a bottle for himself, returning to his former position straddling Ward’s thick thighs.
“Is this what you want?” Eduard asked. “I can join Henry and Andvari—”
“No. I… this is what I want. I’m simply worried I won’t…”
Eduard leaned in and kissed him gently. “You’ll be fine.”
“Goddess, I want to touch you,” Saeward confessed. “I have longed to feel your skin beneath my fingers, to see if I could draw sweet sounds from your lips.”
Henry groaned and drew their attention. “Sorry,” he whimpered. “But come on, that’s so hot.”
Eduard smirked and turned back to Ward. Andvari took the opportunity to move, sliding his cock hard and fast into Henry’s hole.
“I’m clearly not keeping you occupied.”
“The hell you’re not,” Henry said. “But seriously, Andi. This is… this is so…”
Andvari understood. It was an important moment. Saeward had only been intimate with Sawyer, and then only in a limited way. For him to welcome them, give them pleasure and receive pleasure in return, cemented his bond with not just Sawyer, but with the rest of his mates as well. Andvari had no doubt that he was meant to be theirs. He began to move inside Henry, holding his mate tight to his chest as he set a gentle rhythm. Henry wanted to watch, was getting off on it in fact, and Andvari couldn’t deny that he was enjoying the show as well. It added another layer to the moment, the way Ward kept turning to him, seeking reassurance and comfort. He seemed to instinctively know that Andvari would protect them both. And he would.
Ward’s hands had disappeared beneath the water, and from the flushed expression on Eduard’s face, he was making very clever use of them beneath the bubbles. Eduard’s head fell back, exposing the long length of his throat. Saeward leaned in and sucked on the tender skin there, sending a shiver down Eduard’s spine. Henry trembled in response as well, echoing Eduard’s movements unconsciously and leaning his head back against Andvari’s shoulder.
He nibbled on the offering, drawing a sweet whine from Henry’s lips. Saeward glanced their way, and his eyes met Andvari’s. He lifted his head with a gasp, his pupils blown and sweat beading his brow. Yeah, their mates could do that. Heat you up and get you so turned on you couldn’t think of anything but them. Andvari thrust upward, making sure to hit Henry’s sweet spot. Every moment, every action, designed to bring pleasure to them, to make them lose themselves to the wonder of a mate’s touch.
Eduard was getting close to release already. Saeward really must have magic hands. Andvari couldn’t wait to experience them himself. He reached for Henry’s cock and gave it a gentle squeeze, then tightened his grip. “You will not come yet,” he demanded.
Henry groaned, but nodded. Ward seemed shocked at the little frantic noises Eduard was making. He kept doing whatever it was he was doing beneath the water until Eduard cried out his pleasure, gripping Ward’s shoulders tightly as his body trembled through its release. Ward sent a wide-eyed stare to Andvari, unsure of how to proceed. He really was the sweetest man.
Andvari rose, holding Henry tight against him, his cock still buried in Henry’s ass. Ward’s eyes were drawn to Henry’s cock, which Andvari still had in his grip. Fortunately, he only had to move a few steps. Eduard slid to the side, and Andvari stopped in front of Ward. “Want him next?”
Henry trembled in response, and Andvari could imagine the desperate look he was giving to Saeward. He gave Henry’s cock a hard stroke for good measure. Ward nodded, wanting more as well. Andvari took the final step forward and straddled Ward’s lap, Henry pressed between them. “Why not try whatever you were doing to Eduard on Henry? I have a feeling he’s going to like it.”
Ward blushed and glanced to Eduard before turning back to Henry. “Um, but you’re already… there won’t be enough…um.”
“He can take a finger or two alongside my cock. Can’t you, love?”
Henry nodded eagerly, his cock leaping in Andvari’s grip. “Yeah. I can totally take it.”
Saeward looked a little hesitant, but also very interested.
“He’s taken two cocks before, haven’t you Henry?”
Henry nodded and reached out for Ward’s shoulders. “You won’t hurt me. And if it’s too much, you’ll know. I’ll tell you. I trust you, Ward.”
Ward trembled but nodded. He bit his lip, his breath coming in quick gasps as he reached between them. His hand met Andvari’s where he still held Henry’s cock. Andvari relinquished his hold and held onto Henry’s hips instead. He began a slow and steady rhythm and couldn’t help his own moan when he felt Saeward’s fingers reaching for Henry’s hole. They traced around, brushing against Andvari’s dick as he moved. And then he slipped one inside, tightening the already snug grip Henry had on him. It pulled a shudder from Andvari and a long sweet groan from Henry.
Henry arched back against him, baring his neck once more as Ward and Andvari found a steady system of thrusting that kept Henry on the edge. Ward looked on in wonder and deep, deep arousal as they played Henry’s body, bringing him to the crest of release, and then slowing so they could tease him that much longer.
Saeward glanced his way once more, in awe of what they were doing, and Andvari slowly bared his fangs before sliding them into the tender skin of Henry’s neck. He knew what would happen. Henry immediately cried out and came, his body gripping them tight as his back bowed further. His orgasm took him hard, and Ward leaned forward, pressing his chest to Henry’s and kissing his way up to where Andvari had his fangs buried in Henry’s neck. He took one last draw, not needing to feed much, and slipped them free. The wound closed and Henry slumped over with a little giggle. He was sexed out and had a vampire high. Andvari slipped his cock free and guided Henry into Eduard’s arms. Their griffin looked at them with a sultry, sexed-out grin of his own.
Andvari returned to his position over Saeward’s thighs and leaned in close. “What
do you think, Ward? You have any doubts about what we just did?”
Ward shook his head and his big hands came to rest on Andvari’s hips. He guided him closer and Andvari reached between them, taking Ward’s thick cock in his grip. It was hard as steel, hot to the touch, and so fucking big. One day, Andvari would feel it stretching him wide, but not today. He could see that Ward had nearly reached his limit. His body was wound tight, eager for release, and Andvari was very happy to be the one to get him there.
Ward let out a little whimper when Andvari gave his cock a squeeze, pulling the length up, gripping tightly around the head. His own cock was hard as nails as well. It had taken all of his control to not shoot his release into Henry when he had the chance. But he’d wanted this moment more. Ward squeezed his hips again and began to thrust into his hold, wild and untethered at last. His control shot, his release quickly approaching. Andvari slid closer, pushed his own dick against Ward’s and adjusted his hold so he had them both held in his grip.
He stroked hard and fast, not giving either of them a moment to relax, driving them harder and faster to release. It didn’t take long for either of them to get there. Ward shot first and Andvari slipped his free hand over Ward’s mouth to gently muffle the roar of pleasure that emerged. That sound did something to him, though, and he reached his release a moment later, his body tightening and arching against Ward’s, letting his newest mate’s big hands hold him secure. He stroked them both through the last of their shudders, and a bit beyond, chasing the last burst of electric pleasure.
When Ward finally stopped trembling in his grip, Andvari leaned forward and met his sex-blurred eyes with a wicked smile. “Perfect,” he whispered moments before he captured Ward’s lips with his own. Ward moved his hands up, clutching at Andvari’s back like a man drowning. But Andvari wouldn’t let him. No, he’d keep Ward safe and secure, just as they all would. There was no place safer for him than in their arms. Andvari would make sure of it.