Alexus arches a brow at Colden, and with one flick of his finger, Colden is on him, his long, beautiful body stretched over Alexus, moving to straddle him.
Stars and moons, they’re beautiful.
Alexus slides his hands up Colden’s thighs, up his sides, and then he pulls him down into a bruising kiss. Heat crawls over my skin and I have to touch myself, every inch of my body aching for these two men as Colden grinds his hips, rubbing himself against Alexus. I can’t see between them, but the thought makes me whimper again, my need so close that a mere image like that traveling across my mind makes me want to tease out my release right this moment.
But Alexus’s hand is suddenly on my knee, and as I come back to myself, I feel their eyes on me.
“No coming,” Alexus commands. “Not yet. Not until I say so. Just watch, or I’ll make you wait all night for what you want.”
I swallow hard, unused to this side of him—this darker side that peeks out now and again. I like it.
“Sit up,” he says to Colden, and like everyone else who buckles under Alexus’s voice, my king obeys.
Alexus reaches for the red glass bottle and un-pops the cork with his thumb. It’s then that my attention locks on their cocks, positioned so close together.
Seeing them like this is breathtaking. Colden is more slender than Alexus, his tip a bit narrower, but he’s just as long. Together, they’re enormous, and yet the sight makes my mouth water and every muscle between my legs clench.
Carefully, Alexus pours a thin stream of oil on Colden’s cock. I don’t know what I expect, in truth, but it isn’t for Alexus to set the bottle aside and begin stroking both of their cocks in his massive hand. He pumps hard, their cocks shiny and slick.
“Gods above, I cannot bear this.” Colden groans and reaches for me. “Kiss me, Petra. I beg you. Or I’m going to scream so fucking loud they hear me at Winterhold.”
He folds his arm around me when I move closer, but that part of me that enjoyed controlling him earlier rears her head. I glance down at their cocks, held tightly together by Alexus’s fist. They’re both leaking cum already, and I need to taste them.
I take their tips into my mouth, one at a time, sucking away the saltiness of their promising release.
“Fuck,” Alexus says as Colden fists my hair. The tug at my roots, that gentle bite of pain, only fuels me.
Alexus continues stroking, a bit more gently, but it’s as though he’s feeding me, an act that ironically only makes me hungrier and hungrier.
“Stop, or I’m going to come,” Colden warns, his voice breaking. “I can’t?—”
I pull away and kiss his mouth, but I’m fully aware of Alexus’s hand moving harder. Faster. I can hear his breathing growing deeper, his quiet grunts of pleasure.
“You like his hand on you,” I say to my king. “Fucking you.”
“You havenoidea,” he whispers into my mouth, bucking his hips to match Alexus’s tempo.
“Yes, I do,” I say, torturing him. “I tasted what he does to you.”
Colden only nods, as though he can’t possibly form words right now.
I lean back down. This time, I only lick Alexus’s cock, cleaning up a long drip on his tip. He pauses his ministrations just long enough to let me, gasping when I drag my tongue across his head. Then I’m back with Colden, his black eyes shiny, like they’re coated in ice. Slowly, I push my tongue into his mouth, feeding him as he fed me, and this time, it is my king who whimpers.
He sucks my tongue, tasting the man I think a part of him has longed for all these years in some way.
“You need more of him, don’t you?” I ask.
“So much more,” he whispers.
“I’m not denying you,” Alexus speaks up, and Colden seems to shake out of a daze. “Put your mouth on me.”
Colden looks at me, eyes bright. “This is your night, yet I feel like I’m experiencing a very special fantasy birthday.”
“I can join you,” I say with a smile.
Together, we bow and feast on Alexus Thibault’s cock. Our tongues and lips tangle as we pleasure him, taking turns sucking. When it’s Colden’s turn, I find I’m quite impressed by his skill. He takes Alexus to the root and groans, something that sends a jerk through Alexus’s long body.
He lifts his hips, gripping Colden’s hair. “I don’t know what you just did but do it again.”
