The mattress dipped again, and Matthieu looked away from Geoffrey to find that Ian had joined them on the bed. His clothes had been discarded, exposing his sensible shoulders, his proud chest, and a cock that looked every bit as satisfying as Geoffrey’s. Matthieu’s cock, the rebellious thing that it was, twitched again.
Why did he want this so badly? This was his out—a way to escape the Pedigree and go on to accomplish what he wanted in life. It wasn’t supposed to have been enjoyable.
Stupid biology,Matthieu thought to himself.Stupid—
But Matthieu’s mind shut itself down before he could finish the thought. Ian came to a stop at his side, leaned in close to Geoffrey’s ear, and said in a voice that could have melted tungsten, “Kiss him, Geoff.”
So Geoffrey, pupils blown wide and eyes hooded with desire, did.
Nothing Matthieu had learned in the Pedigree had prepared him for what it felt like to be kissed. The softness of Geoffrey’s lips pushed into his own, and the surprisingly sweet taste of his mouth introduced itself to Matthieu’s tongue. Matthieu’s heart skipped a beat, and goosebumps spread up his arms. There was an electricity when Geoffrey touched him that he hadn’t been expecting, and it kicked Matthieu’s heart into overdrive.
Channeling the same enthusiasm Geoffrey did, Matthieu kissed Geoffrey back. It feltniceto be touched like this—nice enough that he could put aside how much of an asshole Geoffrey had been to him since they’d first met.
A click distracted Matthieu from the kiss. Ian had found what appeared to be a bottle of lube, and had opened it. Glistening, clear liquid coated his fingers—fingers which soon found their way between Geoffrey and Matthieu’s bodies. If Geoffrey had noticed, he didn’t let on. Rather, he kissed Matthieu harder, and Matthieu found it impossible to focus on anything but the kiss.
At least, until Geoffrey moaned into his mouth.
Like the first kiss of winter air on skin warmed by a fire, Matthieu’s body seized with a shiver. He might not have been able to see what was going on, but he could infer it.
Ian was getting Geoffrey ready to fuck him.
Before long, he would be bred.
The thought should have terrified him, but it aroused him instead. Matthieu squeezed his eyes shut and swallowed Geoffrey’s moans, then replied with one of his own. Geoffrey licked it from his mouth, and just like that, Matthieu knew that he would never be the same. The virginity he’d been forced to cling to like a stubborn dragon guarding his hoard would be ripped from him, and not by some stuffy asshole whom Matthieu couldn’t care less about. Two dragons—two wonderfully perverse dragons—would strip it from him.
As long as he lived, Matthieu knew he would recall the unbridled lust in Geoffrey’s voice and the hunger in Ian’s eyes.
The idea that Geoffrey—Geoffrey,of all people—would push his thick, slippery cock into Matthieu woke a part of him he hadn’t realized had lain dormant. A part thatdemandedhe spread his thighs and let Geoffrey inside.
And Ian,the voice in his head added.Take both of them. Make them claim you. This is what you want.
Hands found their way to the string of his thong—whose, Matthieu didn’t know—and it was pulled from his body, leaving him bare. Instinctively, Matthieu angled his hips and spread his legs, and just as instinctively, Geoffrey moved into position above him, breaking the kiss only out of necessity. Even as Matthieu gasped for breath, he searched for those lips again and reignited the kiss as Geoffrey’s slick cockhead traced along his taint and found its way to his hole.
Yes, yes, yes!the voice enthused.Take his cock. Let it deep inside of you. Make him bury his knot in your ass.
“Put it inside of him, lover,” Ian urged. Geoffrey shivered, and Matthieu whined into his mouth in anticipation. “I want to see you take his young ass and fill him with your ancient cock.”
It wasn’t supposed to be hot. Itwasn’t.But as Geoffrey moaned and pushed inward, penetrating Matthieu’s previously untouched ring, Matthieu couldn’t help but cry out in bliss. He wrapped his arms around Geoffrey’s neck and allowed him inside, lifting and shifting his hips until Geoffrey was all the way in.
No lessons could have prepared him for this—for what it felt like to be filled with a dragon’s cock. The burn, the stretch, theneed.Matthieu gasped, squirmed, and tried to relax, but even as he did, he tightened and fluttered around Geoffrey’s stiffened shaft, his desire ignited like never before.
Geoffrey groaned and shuddered, then slumped forward. At first, Matthieu believed himself responsible for Geoffrey’s sudden movements, but then Geoffrey’s body thrust involuntarily forward, and Matthieu learned the truth.
Ian had taken Geoffrey from behind.
“We’ll fuck him together,” Ian promised. He grabbed Matthieu by the hips, and upon contact, sparks lit up in Matthieu’s stomach and his groin pulsed with desire. “I’ll push you into him—give both of you pleasure. Is that what you want?”
Yes. Fuck, yes.
“Yes,” Geoffrey panted. “Please.”
At the angle he was at, Matthieu couldn’t see what was going on, but he felt the change. Geoffrey’s body pushed into his, then pulled back while Ian’s hands tightened on his hips. It wasdifferent—Matthieu could tell that much already from what little he’d experienced of sex. The pacing and the intensity in the way Geoffrey moved had changed, and it was because Geoffrey wasn’t the one having sex with him now.
It was Ian.
Ian, who was using his lover’s body to fuck Matthieu into the mattress.
Matthieu arched his hips and groaned in absolute ecstasy.
