And then David stretched him so wide Reese wondered if it might not be easier to fit Mati’s fist in his ass instead.
That was when he went over the edge.
His climax crashed into him and he shouted unintelligibly, clutching Mati as David relentlessly pulled his orgasm out of him, his come easing the friction on his cock.
Then David pushed the plug home.
Reese screamed. There was no other word for the sound he made as the plug stretched his rim to the limit and slid in, coming to rest directly against his prostate while he was still shuddering from his orgasm. He shook as the last ripples of his orgasm drained away and he was left with the constant, dizzying pressure, the endless stretch.
It was like his orgasm had taken him from zero to a hundred, and now he was hovering somewhere in the middle, trapped in the rush of pleasure.
Like someone had pounded their fist on his joy button and left it there.
David helped Mati slid off Reese and kneel on the bed beside him, then they stared down at Reese in awe.
His hair stood straight up, the roots dark with sweat, and his cheeks had those striking red spots on them, the flags of his arousal. His long, lean body sprawled across the bed, strong and beautiful.
Reese shifted and gasped and shifted again.
“It’s a lot?” David asked, knowing the answer, but curious what Reese would say.
“Yes,” Reese rasped. He looked at his cock, still half-hard, like it was alien to him.
David leaned in and licked the bright red head.
Reese shuddered and scooted back, shuddering again and curling up when his ass landed back on the bed. “Oh god, I’m dying.”
Mati and David reached for him, Mati touching his face and pressing along his side, while David put his arms around them both.
“Do you want to stop?” he asked, his heart beating hard. He didn’t want this to go any further than Reese wanted to take it.
Reese’s eyes widened in alarm. “No.”
David smirked, relief pouring through him. He ran his hand over Reese’s cock. “Think you can get hard again?”
Reese whimpered, his cock answering for him, thickening against David’s palm. It looked like it hurt.
He bent to suck the head into his mouth.
“David.” Reese thrust his hands into David’s hair, dragging his nails over his scalp painfully.
David didn’t mind. He rubbed his hands over Reese’s thighs until his breathing evened out. He almost felt mean when he gripped Reese’s hips and rocked him against the bed. On the plug.
Reese threw his head back and shouted.
David let Reese’s cock slip from his mouth. Reese was fully hard, a drop of pre-come pearling before their eyes.
“I think you might be ready too soon,” David observed.
Reese glared balefully. “And whose fault is that, I wonder?”
David laughed and climbed off the bed, digging through the trove of goodies from Mati’s and coming back with something clenched in his closed fist.
Reese watched his every move.
“Trust me?” David asked.
“I do.”
The instant and absolute answer was like a punch to the chest.
David opened his hand to reveal a thin leather strip with a line of snaps. He carefully affixed the cock ring to Reese, tucking the snaps under his sac and positioning the little bullet vibe on top. Reese’s cock and balls stood away from his body proudly.
Reese, once again, looked at his own junk like it was alien to him.
Mati smoothed her hand over Reese’s chest. “You good?”
He nodded. “Yeah. That’s…nice. I like it. Is it supposed to feel good?” he asked David.
David kissed him, long and slow. “It can. It sure looks good,” he added, running his hand over Reese’s long shaft.
Reese took a deep breath, clearly enjoying it but no longer looking quite so frayed.
“Ready?” David asked.
Reese’s eyes narrowed. “For what?”
David couldn’t help his slow smile, relishing how it made Reese and Mati shiver.
Mati jumped when David’s hand brushed her hip.
“You okay?” he asked.
“Yes. God, yes,” she added enthusiastically.
David grinned. “Then up you get,” he said, cupping a hand around her hip and tugging her back up onto her knees.
She looked at him questioningly as he guided her to straddle Reese on the bed.
“You like to be on top, right?” he asked.
“I do,” Mati agreed. “But that doesn’t mean I should always get what I want.”
David shrugged. “Why not?”
Reese tweaked one of her nipples. “Yeah, why not?”
Mati looked genuinely stunned. She did not, however, argue with them.
Maybe David was wired funny, but nothing made him happier, or hornier, than seeing someone turned on because of something he’d done or said. The more he cared about the person, or people, the harder it hit him. Being in bed with these two was like being in the path of a sexual wrecking ball. He’d been hard since he’d caught Reese fingering Mati in the shower under the auspices of helping her clean up.
He briefly considered digging out another cock ring, but decided he could hold out. And if, somehow, he couldn’t, he’d just change the script. This could end an infinite number of ways, and he wasn’t above trying to reach for more than one.
With that in mind, he pressed himself to Mati’s back and curled his fingers around Reese’s shaft.
“You ready?”
Reese nodded. Mati swiveled her hips so Reese’s cock slid along her pussy, the head nudging inside, which seemed like a clear enough answer.
“Go slow,” David reminded her, feeling how her thighs trembled as she slowly took Reese deeper.
The plug he’d put in her wasn’t big, but it was enough to narrow her down. Enough to have her fighting for every inch. David wanted to watch. He wanted to know what that felt like for her. For Reese. He wanted, more than anything else, enough time with them to find out.
They were good together. Not just in bed, though Reese’s long moan and the way Mati’s fingers dug into Reese’s chest spoke of how amazing that was, too. But they were good in other ways. Reese had ideas, and worries, and more things going on than David could keep track of. And Mati was good at organizing all that. Helping create order where Reese would have left chaos.
And David was good at taking care of them. More than that, he liked doing it. And they needed someone to look after them. Hodges, too, for that matter. Even if David went back to Boston tomorrow, he was going to have a long talk with all three of them about the ridiculous collection of microwave burritos in the freezer. But he wanted to do more than that. So much more.
Mati gasped and David wrapped an arm around her waist, encouraging her to lean back against him. His cock ached where it was jammed up against her pert ass, and he couldn’t stop the jerk of his hips.
It shoved the plug deeper and she gasped, spreading her knees and letting David help control her decent. It was a simple act, but her trust meant the world to him. The same trust Reese had shown earlier.
He thought that meant they liked how he took care of them, too.
“I have a question,” Reese announced out of nowhere.
Mati and David froze.
Cheeks pink, Reese eyed David. “Why don’t you have something in your butt?”
David muffled his laughter into Mati’s shoulder as she collapsed into giggles against him. Her shaking wriggled her down the last inch of Reese’s cock, and the giggles choked off with a long groan.
David rubbed his hands over her thighs. “You okay?”
She nodded, her eyes closed, a smile still hovering on her lips. “Answer the question.”
David was disconcerted to feel his cheeks heat up. “I’m sore,” he admitted.
“Mati did give you quite a thorough seeing to last night,” Reese said.<
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Mati snorted.
David grinned. “You both did. You fucked me right through the mattress. I can feel it every time I sit down and I’ve been enjoying it all day.”
Mati’s hips rolled and groaned. Reese looked almost delirious, but he kept his gaze on David. “Why does that make you blush?”
David pressed his cheek to Mati’s shoulder. “It doesn’t.”
Reese arched a single eyebrow.
David ran his hand up Reese’s chest, stopping to thumb over his nipple. “I’m hoping you’ll fuck me soon and I don’t want to be too sore.”
Bright green eyes held David captive as Reese held David’s hand to his chest and above his pounding heart. “Okay.”
Mati’s hand pressed over theirs. Reese squeezed David’s fingers. “There’s no reason you can’t have everything you want, too.”
David closed his eyes and hid his face against Mati’s neck, waiting for the alarming prickling behind his eyelids to go away.
Because in the end, they knew how to take care of him, too.
Thoughts of long-distance relationships and working part-time for Chance and figuring out how often he could be here without ticking off the Canadian government swirled through his head, but he shook them off.
He’d figure it out. He’d ask them if he could come back or if they’d come to Boston or something. It was big, and scary, but he was pretty sure they wanted this, too. Together, they would figure it out.
And in the meantime, he thought as he tweaked Reese’s nipple and ran his other hand over Mati’s belly, he had two people to take care of.
Chapter Thirty
Mati was more convinced than ever that David was on the same page as her and Reese, and that they needed to stop being chicken shit about it and actually talk to him.
Now, though, was not the time.
David’s hand slid over her belly and she ground her hips down on Reese, gasping as he pressed against her walls and that goddamn plug. Reese watched them avidly, his eyes tracking David’s fingers as they dipped between her legs.
She whimpered at the first flick across her clit. David took up a steady rhythm and she moaned helplessly, her spine trying to melt right out of her body.
Reese ran his hands down her ribs and over her hips. She was surrounded. Needy but certain that she could, and would, get whatever she needed.
Had she ever felt like this? So sated and so desperate? Like she was exactly where she was supposed to be?
David shifted behind her, his thigh jamming against the plug’s anchor and sending a jolt of pleasure through her. Reese looked wrecked. He stared up at her with wide eyes and those bright pink spots on his cheeks. His Disney Prince hair was a disaster, one of his hands clenched in it and all of it standing straight on end.
She ran her hands up his chest, smoothing her fingertips along the dips and valleys of his muscles. He was beautiful, and in a way no man had ever been, he was hers.
“I love you,” she said and watched the smile bloom on his face.
David’s lips froze on her shoulder, and she wondered if she should tell him, too. Tell him the truth and trust he would stay here with her, with them. His arms tightened around her, his cheek brushing hers.
Reese’s smile grew even bigger. “I love you, too.” He wasn’t only looking at her when he said it.
David held her tighter and pushed her down on Reese and the plug.
God, she wanted to stay like this forever.
She worked her hips in tight circles, barely lifting, focusing on the rub of Reese’s cock inside her, on the plug in her ass. She was so full. David moved with her, like a slow dance that should have been set to some sultry song but instead was accompanied by their gasps and moans.
Reese clenched a hand on her hip, holding still and letting her set the rhythm. David, plastered to her back, was not leading the dance either. She was. And she was certain it was what they all wanted.
She couldn’t remember ever feeling more powerful. She could remember hundreds, maybe thousands of times, when she’d wished she were.
But not once with them.
She loved them. It was that simple.
She’d never felt a strong need to commit to anyone. Well, except Reese. Which she’d always sworn was about work and friendship, but in hindsight, she felt kind of dumb about. How had she not realized? How had she not seen it? But then, there hadn’t been David.
He was…not the glue. But the missing piece. He challenged them and soothed them and cared from them in ways they weren’t good at doing for themselves or each other. He’d nurtured their love, for him and for each other.
She placed her palm flat over Reese's heart, feeling its steady quick beat. Her other hand clamped around David's arm across her belly, holding him close.
She lifted higher. Both men gasped, and she dropped back down.
The slow, sultry rhythm was lost to something more driving, something that vibrated with the coming crescendo. She reached for it, watching Reese's face and seeing that the cock ring was only going to do so much. He was reaching, too.
Then David said, “Stop."
Mati hung there, panting. "What?"
David moved away and she whimpered in confused distress.
Reese rubbed his hand over hers. "Don't worry. I don't think he's going very far."
"Oh, I'm not," David agreed.
His palms brushed her back and smoothed up her spine, encouraging her to bend forward until her chest was pressed to Reese’s and he could capture her lips.
The snick of a cap echoed through Mati’s brain, and suddenly she understood. She cupped her hands around Reese's jaw and sank into a long, filthy kiss. David's fingers curled around the base of her plug and gave it a gentle tug.
Reese gasped, his head falling back onto the bed. “Holy shit.”
Mati tried to memorize every detail of what was happening. Every feeling and sensation. She knew what was coming, but it didn’t make her tense. She wanted it too much. Needed it.
Reese, on the other hand, cried out when David pulled the plug out of Mati, clinging to her.
In spite of the sensations rocking through her, Mati stayed silent, achingly conscious of the pounding of her heart, the sting of Reese’s grip, and the susurrations of their desperate breaths.
David’s gentle fingers tested her rim, adding a liberal dose of lube inside and out. His other hand spread low across her back.
The slick head of his cock slotted up against fluttering muscles. “This okay?” he asked.
A slightly hysterical laugh slipped from Mati. “Please. Please, David. I want you, so much.”
It wasn’t exactly what she wanted to say, at least not all of it, but it was close.
David pressed forward.
Reese’s eyes bulged. “Is he…?”
Mati bit her lip and nodded. She had to look away from the awe on Reese’s face, from his glowing green eyes, hot cheeks, and wobbly smile. She cleared her mind of everything that wasn’t this moment and the feeling of David’s cock stretching her open, the muscles giving with an amazing hot sting, and the overwhelming fullness of having both men inside of her.
“Jesus fucking Christ,” Reese whispered when David pressed his cock into her and came up against Reese on the other side of the thin barrier.
Mati laughed helplessly. “You have no idea.”
“But he will,” David promised.
Mati and Reese shuddered. Her body yielded, opening to David. She dug her nails into Reese’s shoulders and arched her back, lifting her ass.
David rocked against her, a little more of his shaft moving through her on each thrust. She could feel every detail, every push, pull, stretch, and nudge.
She tried to remember to breathe.
Reese stroked his fingertips over her cheek and she looked at him.
“You’re so brave,” he murmured.
Mati didn’t know what to say, her heart aching and chest tight.
“I thought I knew,” he
continued. “I thought, there she is. This incredible, fierce person who has been my friend for years and years, and I loved her the whole time, as much as I thought I ever could, and you keep proving me wrong.”
Mati tried to smile, but it wobbled badly and she had to blink back the tears welling in her eyes.
Reese’s hands ran over her until they linked with David’s, clamped around her hips.
“You keep getting more beautiful,” he said quietly.
Mati blinked harder. Reese was breaking her apart, her chest cracked in two as his words wove into her brain. David’s lips skimmed over her shoulders and neck, each touch like a silent affirmation. She felt helplessly moved and overwhelmed, her defenses smashed.
She didn’t have to demur. To pretend to be less than she was or less than how Reese and David saw her. Maybe she was more beautiful today than she was yesterday. Hell, she felt more beautiful today than she had yesterday.
David and Reese lifted her up and filled her with confidence. Reese thought it was bravery, but he was wrong. She didn’t have to be brave, because they made whatever the three of them did okay. There was no daring in asking for what she wanted when she knew they’d give it if they could. And if they couldn’t, that was okay, too. It wasn’t about bravery. It was about trust.
David twisted his hips one last time and suddenly he was there, his cock buried in her to the hilt. Reese arched beneath her, his ability to hold still crumbling as David curled over and around them. He pressed his face into her neck and took a series of deep breaths.
God, had she felt powerful before? It had been nothing like this. She’d been in control and relishing it. Abandoning herself to it.
Now she gave it up. She let David and Reese take control, the roll of their hips and slide of their cocks sending wave after wave of joy rocketing through her. She hung there, suspended, blissful, and knew that here was the real power.
She was free to be herself, and she’d never felt more whole.
David murmured encouragement and praise, their slick skin sliding together. His arms, planted on the bed, bulged with the effort to hold his weight off her and keep his hips moving.
Reese’s mouth hung open. He looked like he couldn’t quite believe his eyes. Hell, he looked like he couldn’t quite believe any of his senses.
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