I kneel behind Liam, my cock aching. He turns his head slightly, already knowing what’s coming.
Grabbing the lube, I stroke myself a few times then slide my crown along the curve of his spine. He shudders, opening for me like he always did, his body instinctively angling to give me access.
I guide myself into him, his mouth falling open in a silent cry when I bottom out.
“Jesus,” he chokes. “Fuck.”
He’s still inside her and now I’m inside him.
We’re all connected. Again. In a new way.
Avonna watches with heavy-lidded eyes as I start to move.
When I thrust into him, he lurches forward, driving him deeper into her. She exhales and so does he. The rhythm builds. The friction, the pressure, the sound of skin and breath and wet heat.
I reach around Liam’s hips and grip the base of his cock, fucking him into Avonna in time with my thrusts. His whole body tenses. He’s about to blow and so am I.
Liam’s cock twitches in my hand. Avonna rises to meet him, legs trembling, fingers clawing at the sheets. Her eyes find mine.
Raw. Wild. Glowing.
I squeeze the base of him and whisper through my teeth, “Let go.”
Liam emits a sound I’ve never heard, somewhere between a sob and a growl and spills inside her, his whole body seizing. She yells his name, then mine, milking every last drop as my cock erupts deep in Liam’s ass.
We fall together.
No borders. No past.
When it’s over, I wrap my arms around Liam’s chest as he collapses forward onto her, our hearts beating like war drums.
I kiss the back of his neck. Her temple.
This. Us. Now.
I don’t know what happens next.
Only in this moment, we are whole.
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The Next Day
Ishouldfeelguilt.
Some jagged edge of shame, cutting through the debauchery of what we did.
Or, maybe regret. Cold, rehabilitating remorse creeping in after the high of my orgasm fades, reminding me.
Bliss is a trap.
Except, there’s nothing of the sort here.
Only warmth. Acceptance. Peace.
Avonna’s curled against me, one leg intertwined with mine. One of her stiff little nipples brushes my ribs. Linus cradles her from the other side, his free hand resting on my thigh.
