“Getting a little cold,” Sawyer said. “But I don’t want to move.”
The fire he’d lit earlier, much to Sawyer’s delight, had died down, not much remaining other than bright orange embers. Draco nuzzled his nose into Sawyer’s neck and breathed in his sweet scent. He glanced over at the others and found Eduard and Andvari lazily kissing while Henry leaned back against them both with his eyes closed but enough of a smile on his face to show Draco that he was awake and well aware of what was happening above him.
“We could go into the tent,” Draco offered. “Or back up to the cottage if you’re tired.”
“Hmm,” Sawyer murmured. “Don’t want to go in yet. It’s so peaceful out here.”
Draco grinned and held him closer. He waited for Sawyer to hear what was going on next to them. From the quickening breaths, things were heating up fast and he had no doubt Sawyer would want to join in. But for now, he waited, enjoying the sounds. He didn’t have to wait long. Andvari let out a low groan which pulled both Sawyer and Draco’s attention to them. Henry had slid further down and had his head buried in Andvari’s lap. He bobbed up and down, leaving no doubt as to exactly what he was doing.
Eduard had his head thrown back as well and Draco could see that Henry had a hand buried in Eduard’s lap. Naughty boy. Sawyer tipped his head back and smiled up at Draco. “Pretty, aren’t they?”
“Hmm,” Draco replied. He licked a spot on Sawyer’s neck before sucking on it gently. Sawyer tilted his head to give him more access. “Sure you don’t want to take this into the tent?”
“Only if you convince them to come with us.”
“I don’t think that’ll be a problem.” Draco untangled himself from Sawyer’s hold and climbed to his feet. He reached out a hand to Sawyer, guiding him up as well. He pulled Sawyer into his arms, and then into a kiss that would ignite Sawyer quickly. He’d learned what Sawyer liked, where to caress, where to tease, and it didn’t take long before Sawyer was breathing heavily and pressing his long, thick length against Draco’s own.
Draco pulled away, focused his mouth on other places besides Sawyer’s mouth, waiting for him to make the little desperate gasps of pleasure that would draw the others attention. He didn’t have to wait long. He kept an ear on them while he used every trick in the book to get Sawyer revved up, including slipping his fingers over the crease of Sawyer’s ass and teasing against his hole.
Sawyer groaned, low and filthy, and the sounds next to them quieted.
“You ready to go into the tent now?” Draco asked as he continued to tease Sawyer’s entrance.
“Yes,” Sawyer gasped.
He walked backward with Sawyer still held against him.
“I like it when you have these big evil plans. You’re very sneaky.”
“I try,” Draco said as he smirked. “Want to see what else I have that’s big and evil?”
Sawyer cackled and thrust up against him, almost tripping them both. Draco lifted him up, preventing catastrophe, and Sawyer wrapped his long legs around Draco’s waist and squeezed him tight. He looked back to make sure the others were right behind them and they were.
Draco hadn’t commented earlier on Cecil’s addition of the special oil they used to slick each other up in with their other necessities, but the butler had anticipated their needs as always. Draco lowered Sawyer onto his feet then pulled off his shirt and shorts quickly. “Lay down,” Draco demanded.
Sawyer quirked an eyebrow at him but did as he’d said and spread himself out on the blanket. Henry entered the tent as well, throwing his own shirt off as he dropped to his knees and laid himself across Sawyer’s naked body. They were kissing within seconds, tangled together and groaning as their hands explored each other’s skin.
Draco sat the pot of oil off to the side of the blankets. He laid down on his side then ran his hand down Henry’s back and over his ass. He repeated the same action as he’d done earlier with Sawyer and teased his fingers down the crease and over his hole. Henry whimpered into Sawyer’s mouth, widening his legs to give Draco better access.
Andvari and Eduard knelt on the blankets, too. Andvari stretched out along Sawyer’s other side and his hand joined Draco’s along Henry’s ass. He grabbed one muscled cheek and held it open so Draco took the opportunity to tease his entrance even more, dipping one finger inside before pulling it out again as quickly.
Henry groaned then pushed his ass back, seeking more. Draco laughed and looked over his back at Andvari.
Eduard had settled behind their vampire and had snuggled up close to his back. He’d wrapped his arm over Andvari’s waist and his long beautiful fingers fisted Andvari’s cock and gave it a snug pull. It was Andvari’s turn to groan and he leaned his head back so he could offer his lips to Eduard. They tangled together and Draco couldn’t resist a little purr of pleasure at the sight. His mates were so beautiful and so, so fucking sexy.
Draco reached for the oil and slicked his fingers up before returning them to Henry’s body. He slipped one inside quickly, grinning over Henry’s back when Henry’s gasp of pleasure drew Andvari’s attention once more. Their vampire was hungry and he had his eyes set on Henry this evening. Draco would have to feed him as well, but that would come later; once he’d settled his carnal needs, Draco would fulfill his need for blood.
Andvari held his hand out over Henry’s back, so Draco grabbed the oil and let him dip his fingers inside. He added his hand to Eduard’s on his own cock, letting the oil make him ready for what was to come. Eduard held out his hand as well, so Draco repeated the action. They’d developed a bit of a routine with the oil, but Draco was normally the one being demanding. He rarely took the time to enjoy long bouts of foreplay. His mates turned him on too much so he was often the one wanting oil quickly so he could be inside one of their sweet bodies.
He’d learned to listen to them without them using words as well, interpreting their needs with nothing more than their desperate looks or longing touches. Right now, Andvari wanted nothing more than to plunge his dick into Henry’s slick hole. Draco quickly drizzled a bit more oil along Henry’s crease then sat the pot aside once more. With Andvari’s help, he guided Henry to the side and Sawyer followed, lips still tangled with Henry’s but his back to Draco’s front.
Andvari scooted up behind Henry and positioned his cock at Henry’s entrance. Henry pulled away from Sawyer’s kiss at the first breach, eyes wide and panting through the twinge of pain as he was stretched. They hadn’t prepped him overly much as they’d learned he liked that first bite of sting as long as they gave him time to grow accustomed to their cocks before they moved. Andvari let out a little groan as he bottomed out, taking a long breath before looking over his shoulder at Eduard and giving him a sultry grin.
Sawyer pushed up a little, looked down between them to witness Andvari’s cock as he slowly slid out then pushed forward again. Henry gasped and reached out to grab Sawyer’s waist. It drew Sawyer’s attention back to Henry’s face and he leaned down and captured Henry’s lips again.
“So fucking hot,” Draco rumbled. He slicked his cock with the remaining oil on his hand and let it slide between Sawyer’s legs. Then he ran his hand over Sawyer’s stomach, pulling him further back into the cradle of his hips. When Sawyer gasped and undulated against him, Draco purred into his ear. “Share.”
Sawyer backed away from Henry, reaching behind him to hook his hand around Draco’s neck. He pulled him forward as Henry arched up and tangled their lips together, gasping with each thrust of Andvari’s hips. He broke away again and pressed his forehead to Draco’s as Andvari rolled his hips and tugged Henry back onto him further.
