Linden worked on one wrist, and I loosened the other. It allowed him to slide underneath Atlas, who sat up and straddled Linden’s torso. His heavy cock rested on Linden’s abs, smearing his skin in pre-cum.
I patted Atlas’s ass. “Up on your knees. Knight, work your magic.”
Linden adjusted himself so his dick was hovering, ready for Atlas to sink down on him. “Lower yourself. Fill your pussy with my cock,” he said, for my benefit more than his or Atlas’s. His words sent a shiver through me. I pinched the head of my dick to calm my body down.
Atlas sank with little resistance. The hard part was adding a second cock.
“No moving yet,” I ordered as I grabbed the lube bottle and slicked myself up. Atlas was already prepped, but I added some more to his hole and along Linden’s cock. A groan slipped out of my cousin, but I ignored it as I dropped to my knees between his spread legs.
The sound shouldn’t have gone straight to my nuts, but it did. It wasn’t the first time Linden had groaned, and it wasn’t the first time that my body had reacted to it.
I wiped my hands on one of the towels I brought, kneeled next to Atlas, and yanked him up by his hair. His parted lips were swollen from the kiss and still red from the lip stain. Fuck. Why did I love that so much? I never questioned it. I simply fell into this role, which came as easily as breathing. Linden never questioned it either. And I loved that Atlas fit into what I wanted with so little effort.
I pressed my lips to his, devouring his mouth and swallowing his tongue. When I pulled away, he gasped. As much as I wanted to keep kissing him, I wanted to fuck him more.
When I sat between Linden’s legs, the two men started kissing, and Linden’s hands were splayed across Atlas’s back. They were entwined, connected by cock and mouths. Soon, the three of us would be one.
“Breathe for me, Princess,” I warned.
Linden wrapped his arms tighter around Atlas’s back and held him as I inched my cock inside as slowly as I could. It took all my energy not just to shove it in.Control, Hugh. Control.
I was about an inch inside him when he let out a groan. “Green or red, sweetheart.”
“Green.”
“You don’t sound sure.”
“Green, dammit! I’m just getting used to the stretch.”
“Tsk, swearing at me? Naughty.”
Linden chuckled as I inched my way in, deeper and deeper. The tightness was over-fucking-whelming. My toes kept curling, and my eyes rolled into my head. I had to pause and breathe several times to keep from losing control. It wasn’t just the tightness, but feeling another cock slide along mine was wild. It was fucking taboo, was what it was. My cousin’s cock rubbing against mine should’ve felt wrong, but it didn’t. In fact, it felt more than right.
Once I was fully seated, I held still to let Atlas adjust to us.
I looked over his shoulder to see my cousin’s eyes closed and his lips parted, much as Atlas had done earlier. His fingers were curled into Atlas’s back as if clinging to the edge of a cliff, while his brows were dropped low over his eyes.
“You okay?” I asked them both.
“Yeah, move,” Atlas begged.
All Linden could do was nod and bite his bottom lip. He looked as if he were the one getting fucked. I supposed, in a way, he was.
There wasn’t a lot of room for maneuverability, but I did my best, pulling out and sinking back in. Fuck me, it was intense. I knew at that moment that I would want this again and again. Eventually, I stopped caring that I was rubbing against my cousin. Right then, there were three of us trying to become one. That was all that mattered.
When Linden’s eyes suddenly opened, I closed mine, so he wouldn’t catch me staring at him. This was the first time in all our years doing this that our cocks touched. I could get addicted to this.
Chapter 18
Linden
Yep,Iwasdead.Slayed. Hugh did that. Feeling his cock against mine, sliding over the sensitive nerves, had my body feeling like it was literally on fire. I clung to Atlas as hard as he clung to me, both of us barely hanging on.
He panted hot breath into my neck, and his fingers dug into my shoulders. Every once in a while, a soft mewling sound escaped him.
“Are you okay?” I whispered to make sure he wasn’t in pain. I had a feeling he’d stick it out for us, even if he were. That wouldn’t do at all.
“Yes.”
