An unconventional relationship, maybe. But also, perfect.
They ran down the hallway, barreling into the bedroom, clothes and bedding flying. Mati shoved her glasses safely aside on the bedside table. David tossed the comforter and the top sheet on the chair in the corner. Half the pillows followed. Mati and Reese got a head start on their clothes, and once they were stripped down to nothing, they tackled David to the bed to yank his jeans off. He sprawled out beneath them, happy to let them have their way.
His body was beautiful. The defined ridges and soft skin of his stomach and iliac crests were Mati’s new favorite place to rub her cheeks. His cock brushed her chin, and he let out a needy noise. Reese kissed him, capturing the next sound in his mouth as he ran his hands over David’s chest and arms.
Mati dragged her tongue over the head of David’s cock, ready to devour him, but a hand in her hair stilled her. She looked up to see them watching her, and that it was David’s hand in her hair. Her eyes caught on his lips, already swollen from Reese’s kisses.
“About those ideas,” David said, his voice rough.
“What do you have in mind?” Reese asked.
David sat up and rooted around in his bedside drawer, tossing a bottle of lube onto the mattress. Reese’s eyes were glued to that, but Mati was more interested in the second item David held in his hand.
“Who is that for?” she asked with a slow smile.
“You, if that’s okay.”
“Yes.” She saw no need to elaborate. The answer was just yes.
Now Reese was also staring at David’s hand.
David held it out for Reese to see better. “It’s a butt plug.”
Reese rolled his eyes. “We do have the internet, even all the way out on Cape Breton, believe it or not.”
“Says the guy who has never clicked on a single squirt link,” Mati teased.
Reese turned a delightful shade of pink. “Shut up.”
David clamped a hand around Reese’s hip and dragged him closer, so they knelt facing each other as David captured Reese’s lips in a kiss. When he leaned away, Reese chased him with his mouth. David appeased him with a gentle brush of their noses and a long stroke of his hand down Reese’s back.
Something in Mati’s chest stumbled and fell.
“Come here,” David murmured, guiding Reese to turn and press his back to David’s chest, his legs folded under him, their knees spread with David’s on either side of Reese’s thighs.
“Why do I always seem to end up in your lap? Reese asked.
“Is that a complaint?”
Reese leaned into David. “No.”
“Good,” David said. He ran a hand over Reese’s hip to his cock, giving it a long pull. Reese made a helpless noise, his erection growing in David’s grasp. David tucked his lips behind Reese’s ear and caught Mati’s eye. “We’re going to finger Mati until this plug can slip right in.”
All the air was immediately sucked from the room. Her body throbbed in time with her heart. She slipped her fingers between her legs and brushed her swelling clit, spreading the rapidly growing slick.
Reese’s eyes were pinned to her hand, while David’s hands roamed, stopping to run his fist over Reese’s cock now and then, but mostly just rubbing his pale skin warm and pink.
“Have you done this before?” David asked.
Mati nodded.
Reese shook his head. “No. But I want to.”
“Good. We’ll take our time. Open her up until she hardly feels it go in.”
“It won’t hurt?”
“It won’t. Not for Mati. And not when it’s your turn,” David promised.
Reese’s cheeks flushed darker, that eager look back. “Okay.”
David turned his hot gaze on Mati and she smiled, because in the tangle of emotion coursing through her was a wild, unstoppable happiness. These men wanted to give her the pleasure she sought, she craved, and did it without hesitation. Without shame. It didn’t matter that Reese hadn’t done it before. Or that David had. What mattered was they trusted one another to understand ongoing consent and pushing boundaries and experimentation and pleasure for the sake of pleasure, free of hang-ups and proscribed gender roles and all the other shit she’d long ago resigned herself to accepting as ubiquitous.
It made it simple. Easy. And incredibly fucking hot.
Mati lay down on her back and opened her legs, bending her knees so she was spread before David and Reese. David’s hand coasted down one of her thighs, while Reese’s curled around her other shin. Mati squeezed her eyes closed, listening to the soft murmur of David’s voice as he whispered instructions into Reese’s ear.
She flinched at the first brush of cold fingers, but then two fingertips stroked across the tight muscles and puckered skin around the entrance to her ass. The cold lube was forgotten, the only sounds her gasps and the quiet rumble of David’s praise as they rubbed and swirled. Mati’s body buzzed at the gentle tease, the sensation not enough to be satisfying but still achingly arousing. She was about to lose her patience when a long, thick finger slipped into her ass, all the way to the second knuckle.
Mati rolled her head back on the pillow and hummed. “That’s better.”
David chuckled.
Reese stared at her ass, his cheeks flushed and eyes feverish. “Fuck, that’s hot.”
The finger disappeared and Mati growled.
“You do it,” David said softly, nuzzling at Reese’s neck. Goosebumps rose under Reese’s jaw.
Mati spread her legs wider. “Please, Reese.”
Reese nodded, his finger tracing the same circles, three, four times, and dipping in.
They both gasped.
“So tight,” Reese said, breathless.
“Keep going,” David urged, and Mati squirmed, her breath hitching with each thrust, in and out, his finger going deeper each time.
“Fuck, that’s good,” she moaned, sliding a hand down her stomach toward her aching clit.
“God, is it?” Reese asked, sounding winded. David was slowly jacking Reese’s cock.
Mati hummed happily. “Yes, god yes. Reese, you’re going to love this. I know you are.”
Reese nodded, thrusting faster.
Mati drew a long, deep breath and let it out slowly, sinking into the sensations, her focus fracturing.
David said, “Now two.”
Someone added more lube, and when Reese pressed forward, his second finger slipped in right next to the first.
David groaned, brushing a hand up her thigh. “Look at you.” He slid his fist up Reese’s length, twisting over the head.
Reese’s fingers faltered.
Mati kicked David’s hip. “Don’t distract him.”
David laughed. “I’m just getting him ready.”
Reese’s fingers pumped faster, sinking in past the second knuckle.
God, she wanted Reese to fuck her. Now.
She cried out when Reese’s fingers left her body, replaced by the blunt, cool pressure of the plug.
“Oh god, you’re going to kill me,” she moaned, relishing the stretch. They wore matching expressions of concentration as they slowly worked the plug in and out of her ass, David wrapped around Reese, Reese’s lip caught in his teeth.
God, they were fucking adorable and she loved them so much.
She loved them.
Fuck, fuck, fuck.
Every muscle in her body tightened as she plunged into momentary panic. It wasn’t that it was hard to accept it as the truth, it was that it was scary as hell.
Plug held mid-thrust, Reese’s eyes flickered between whatever was happening on her face and where his hands hovered between her legs.
David, however, studied only her expression and looked concerned.
God, he had nothing to worry about. She’d never do anything to hurt him. Either of them. Any of them.
She held out her hand to David. “Come here.”
David whispered something into Reese’s ear, and Reese nodded, pump
ing the plug in and out again, ever so gently.
David watched for a few seconds, then slipped from behind Reese and stretched out beside Mati. She kissed him as the waves of Reese’s movements lifted her higher and higher.
It was easy to let go of the worry like this. To promise herself she would dissect it later. Right now, she wanted to stay in the moment.
David ran his nose over hers, much as he had Reese’s earlier, and her heart ached.
“You okay?” he asked.
She nodded, dragging him into another kiss, this one slow and deep and perfect.
Reese pressed forward with the plug again and Mati pushed back, opening herself as completely as she could to them both.
The plug slid into place.
“Whoa,” Reese said.
Mati tore her mouth from David’s to suck in desperately needed oxygen, her head spinning. She loved the sense of fullness. “God, that’s good.”
David ran his hand over the anchor, bumping it and making her whimper. A slow and wicked grin grew on his face, and she knew she was in trouble even before David got a firm hold and tugged.
Mati whined, unsure if she wanted to pull away and let the plug stretch her open again, or to press into David’s hand to make the teasing stop. She reached for Reese and he crawled over them. She kissed him and felt warm and safe in their arms, enveloped by their bodies. David worked at the plug, stretching her rim over and over, making her groan.
Reese smiled down at her. “What do you want? What do you need?”
“I want to come.”
David stopped playing with the plug and pulled Reese down between them, spooning up behind him and smiling at her over his shoulder. Mati rolled onto her side and hooked her leg over their hips. Two hands, with broad palms and long fingers, rubbed over her ribs and back and belly.
David dropped kisses down Reese’s neck and shoulders. He particularly liked the patch of skin just below the hairline, and she and Reese were both weak to it.
She shuddered when two sets of fingers slid between her legs. Someone paused to rub over her clit, while the other kept going, sinking two fingers into her.
“God, yes,” she muttered. “Fuck, you’re…you’re going to…”
“What, baby? What am I going to do?” David asked in a low voice, his lips brushing Reese’s neck.
She could only assume it was David’s fingers inside her. “You’re going to make me come,” she gasped.
His fingers moved faster. “No, I’m not.”
She whimpered, because he was wrong, but she wasn’t about to argue. She could feel it building, crawling up her spine.
Reese panted between them, watching David’s hand.
Then David stopped, his fingers slipping away.
Mati cried out with frustration.
“I’m not going to make you come,” David said. “Reese is.”
Reese didn’t hesitate, his fingers replacing David’s. She arched against his hand, the plug shifting and making her gasp. “Please, Reese. Please.”
He pumped his fingers as fast as David had, and it was good—fuck that was good—but it wasn’t the same. She pried her eyes open and caught David’s dark gaze. “Please, David. Show him. I want—you have to show him.”
David tucked his lips behind Reese’s ear. “Curl your fingers forward, so the pads are running along the front wall,” he said, his voice a hoarse whisper. He ran his hooked fingers down Reese’s chest, right over his sternum. “Like this.”
Reese caught his swollen lip between his teeth, his eyes narrowing.
Mati grabbed his shoulder, her nails biting into the skin. “Yes, like that. But harder.”
He was a gloriously fast study. She wanted to praise him, to thank him—and she would, as soon as she could string more than two words together.
“Faster, Reese,” David said.
“Really?” But, god love him, he fucking did it.
Mati moaned, the ecstasy swelling, filling her up. This wasn’t like any other kind of orgasm. She could climax from clitoral stimulation, but it wasn’t like this. That was a wave, a big one that picked her up and up until she crested and slid down the other side.
The strum of Reese’s fingers was building something else inside her, a corkscrew of tension in her belly, bowing her spine as she clung to Reese and tried to catch her breath. She couldn’t, could only pant and gasp as the spring coiled tighter, low and hot, her body swelling around Reese’s fingers.
“Don’t stop,” David said, his hand clamped over her knee to hold her steady. “No matter what, Reese, don’t stop until she asks you to.”
“I won’t. I won’t,” he gasped. His muscles worked under her hand, undeterred by the sting of her nails digging in. He’d said he liked marks and she hoped he meant it because it was only getting worse.
Better.
She snapped.
Mati threw her head back and cried out, the spring inside her releasing. Reese swore, but his fingers didn’t stop, the spray of droplets landing all over them. David groaned, she keened, and Reese kept going. She shook, gasping for air, clinging to Reese and David and riding the high like no other. She wanted it to go on for days, but when the last of the tension slipped free, she begged him to stop.
Chapter Twenty
Reese was so turned on he grabbed his cock to give himself some relief, some control, and ended up smearing Mati’s slick moisture, her ejaculate, over his shaft in the process.
Fuck, that was hot—and filthy.
“Feel good?” David asked, his lips on Reese’s neck where David had discovered a hub of thousands of nerves whose sole purpose was to make Reese quiver with need.
He was the devil on Reese’s shoulder, the embodiment of everything he’d never allowed himself to want, and he was helping Reese take apart Mati, the embodiment of everything he’d always wanted and hadn’t believed he could have.
Now he had them both.
“Let me help,” Mati said, her voice rough as she batted his hand away and curled her fingers around his shaft in its place.
David cupped his hand around Reese’s thigh and draped his leg over Mati’s hip, the reverse of how they’d been. The click of the lube bottle’s cap echoed through the room.
Reese shivered, his eyes glued to Mati’s. He jolted when a shockingly cold finger brushed the skin at the very top of his inner thigh.
Mati’s eyes danced with laughter.
“What?” he gasped as David’s finger trailed into the valley between his ass cheeks.
Mati ran her hand over his shaft, her other hand cradling his balls and lifting them. He bit his lip, concentrating on David’s finger circling his hole, while Mati’s deft fingers slid behind his sac and along the seam of skin there.
“You’re going to love it.”
Reese nodded. Everything they’d done had been amazing. But while David’s teasing rub felt good, a little corner of Reese’s brain knew it would be weird to have that finger inside him. It might feel good eventually, but it would start out weird. Maybe even stay weird.
The pressure of David’s strokes increased, and Reese flexed against it, trying to relax. Mati pressed against his perineum, but it wasn’t enough—not like when David had dug his fingers in and made Reese’s head float a foot above his shoulders.
On the next pass, the tip of David’s finger dipped into the space between the furled muscles, not really penetrating, but wriggling just there. So close.
Reese gasped, his spine arching as the gentlest tickles worked their way through his nervous system. It felt good. Different, but not weird. Far more pleasant than he’d guessed.
David sucked that damn patch of skin at the nape of Reese’s neck into his mouth. They’d been careful, to this point, to only leave marks in places his clothing would hide, but this would be visible. Reese pushed against David’s lips, murmuring his encouragement and hissing when David sucked harder.
David’s finger swirled over his hole again, pressing harder. Reese’s mo
uth dropped open, his eyes fluttering shut as his body opened to let David in.
Fucking hell, how had he not known?
He was an idiot. This wasn’t weird—this was amazing. His muscles gripped David’s finger, even as they gave way, David’s knuckle bumping past countless nerve endings.
“God, David, you should see his face,” Mati said.
David released Reese’s skin from his lips, and Reese whimpered in protest.
David pressed his mouth behind Reese’s ear. “Does it feel good?”
Reese nodded, his movement miniscule as he focused entirely on the sensations curling through him.
David pumped his finger, once, and Reese gasped, his eyes flying open. He canted his hips back, forcing himself further on David’s finger. David reward him by thrusting again.
“Fuck, that’s amazing,” Reese said. “What have you two done to me?”
Mati laughed.
David thrust again. “Just wait.”
The dark promise in David’s voice nearly sent Reese over the edge. His finger was moving easily now, working in and out. Reese shuddered when it thrust deep and slowly rotated. David pressed the tip here and there as if searching.
He touched something and Reese fucking lit up, a joyous shout leaping from his throat. He was electrified, his spine liquid and his balls going rock hard. He clung to the only thing still anchoring him to the earth—Mati. She squeaked when he smashed her against his chest, his face buried in her hair.
David touched that spot again and Reese panted into Mati’s curls, his skin gone tight and hot all over. If what David had done before had made Reese’s head float a foot above his shoulders, now David had blown it clean off. Reese couldn’t stop the tremors zinging through his body, the high noises caught in his throat.
“Fuck. Fuck. What are you doing to me?”
“Do you want me to stop?” David asked, his finger easing back.
“No!” Reese half sobbed, half laughed. He didn’t know what end was up, but he knew he didn’t want it to stop.
When David brushed his fingers over that spot again, Reese practically sobbed. He could feel his climax building, frightening in its intensity.
Mati freed an arm from between their bodies and held him just as tight. “You’re okay.”
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