There was only one thing he was really sure about, and that was that he’d had more than enough teasing to last him a lifetime.
“Condoms in my trouser pocket if you haven’t got any,” he managed to rasp out.
Blaine pushed him back to lie flat on the mattress.A moment later, he was kneeling between his legs again, looming over him.“Lions don’t need—”
Marrick put his hands against Blaine’s shoulders and pushed him away more seriously, trying to gain some room to make clear thoughts happen inside his head.Luther moved up the bed.Catching Marrick’s arms, he pinned them against the mattress above his head.Marrick stared up at him.
It was bloody hard to be sensible when everything either man did seemed to send another shot of adrenaline straight to his cock.“Not negotiable,” he managed to bite out.
“Who’s negotiating?”Blaine asked, his cock already freed from his jeans and resting against Marrick’s diligently prepared hole.
Marrick rocked slightly, pushing against him, desperate to feel Blaine’s bare cock inside him in spite of all his nice logical statements to the contrary.There wasn’t an ounce of fear in him.He had no doubt that neither lion would do anything he said no to.It was his own ability to keep wanting to say no that he was far less certain of.
“Lions don’t need—” Blaine began again.
Marrick shook his head.Maybe they did.Maybe they didn’t.Either way, that didn’t change the fact that whatever decision he made right then wouldn’t involve any above-the-belt thought process.“No.Lions do if they want to screw me, just like humans do, every time.Condom.”
Blaine made a really pissed off noise in the back of his throat, but he rolled away from him and fetched the packet of condoms from Marrick’s discarded trousers.
Marrick let his eyes drop closed as he heard the tearing of a condom wrapper.A moment later, slicked latex pressed against his hole.He pushed back against it once more—and this time, no inconvenient survival instinct tried to rise up and make him object.
When Marrick tried to reach out to Blaine and pull him closer, Luther’s hands tightened around his wrists.Marrick blinked up at him.Shuffling into a more comfortable position, Luther guided Marrick to lift his head and shoulders from the bed and rest back against him as he moved to kneel behind him.
Marrick reached out to Blaine again, but Luther hands were quickly wrapped around Marrick’s wrists again, holding them not quite firmly enough for his touch to be considered perfect.Wriggling didn’t do anything to make him tighten the grip.
As Blaine slid into Marrick’s arse, slow and easy, letting Marrick feel every inch of him, Marrick stopped squirming in an effort to try to get what he wanted from either of them.His body went into auto pilot as he arched his back, pushing his head back against Luther’s body as he gloried in the strength that surrounded him.
As Blaine stilled, giving Marrick far more time than he needed in order to accept him, Marrick watched the lions’ lips come together above him.
He saw a dart of pink as Luther’s tongue thrust into Blaine’s mouth before their lips parted, and Blaine turned all his attention to Marrick.
Pulling away, Blaine rocked gently back into him, making him gasp.Half a dozen slow, controlled thrusts later, and Marrick was already writhing helplessly for the lions, trapped between them, and sure he’d never want to be anywhere else.More and more pleasure built inside him with each movement.Any moment, he expected Blaine to come, but he didn’t.His control seemed inexhaustible.
Marrick whimpered as the Blaine’s dick hit his prostate again, and his own attempts at control failed him.He came then, hard and fast, his mind dissolving into pleasure as he bucked between the two lions.Luther’s grip never faltered, and Blaine just kept thrusting through it, never missing a stroke, drawing out Marrick’s orgasm further and further, until Marrick could barely remember a time when he wasn’t coming at the lions’ command, spilling his cum over his own chest at their insistence.
A moment later, Blaine tossed his head back as he roared his own pleasure up at the ceiling.Marrick blinked his eyes open just in time to see the ecstasy that filled his expression.
He was glorious.Marrick let his eyes fall closed for a few seconds, allowing that perfect image burn itself onto the inside of his lids, knowing he’d be calling it back to the front of his mind every time he was on his own, with his hand wrapped tightly around his cock.
As quickly as pure bliss had filled every cell in his body, every bit of energy in Marrick’s possession deserted him.Thoroughly sated, and already more than half asleep, Marrick allowed the lions to move him however they wished as they rearranged all of their limbs comfortably on the bed and both the lions’ clothes finally fell away.
Soothed by their presence, truly at ease for the first time since he’d left the den weeks earlier and finally feeling as if sleep might be a possibility, Marrick let slumber creep into the corners of his mind.
*
Luther reached out to Marrick and stroked his fingers down their new pet’s back, gently reminding him that Blaine wasn’t the only lion in his bed that night.
Marrick looked over his shoulder and smiled sleepily up at him.Luther dipped his head and brought their mouths together.Marrick didn’t hesitate to meet his lips.
He didn’t kiss like most of the other humans Luther had known.There was nothing cautious or tentative about him.He threw himself into the kiss as if he had never done anything else and would never want to do anything else but kiss and be kissed by his masters for the rest of his life.
Even when Marrick started to pull away, he didn’t try to go far.He merely turned to face Luther properly.Still sated and sleepy, he pressed a kiss to Luther’s chin, then another against his neck.Luther tilted his head back, giving their human room to explore his skin, more than willing to while away the minutes that way while Marrick recovered from his time with Blaine.
They weren’t in the den’s meeting room now.They didn’t need to worry that this man would be stolen away from them.Marrick was theirs.He’d fall asleep in the same bed as them.He’d wake up next to them in the morning.Luther smiled at the thought.It wasn’t quite the same as having Marrick with them in their own flat on the other side of town, but it still something to be cherished.
Marrick pressed a kiss further down his chest.He seemed to be heading straight down.Another kiss was placed against the middle of Luther’s chest, Marrick’s tongue lapping gently at his skin in the process.Then another, lower, just above his belly button.It was hard to doubt his objective.
Luther caught Marrick’s arm and pulled him back up the bed.As much as he’d enjoyed Marrick’s mouth while they were before the fire, that wasn’t what he wanted right then.Marrick didn’t respond to the tug on his arm.He dipped his head and offered another kiss to Luther’s skin, just above his cock.Luther shook his head.
