Taylor looked at Johnny, then at the headboard, and the sheets, and the ceiling, and the bedside clock, then at the door.
Johnny’s stomach sank and he sat up. “We don’t have to,” he said, turning Theo so he had his back to Taylor. “If you don’t want to.”
Taylor huffed and rubbed his chin. “I do want to. I just don’t want to hurt Theo.”
Theo chuckled as he looked over his shoulder. “You won’t hurt me. To be honest, I prefer two alphas in my nest when I’m in heat. Sometimes three.”
Taylor blanched. “You’re not going into heat, are you? Because no offence?—”
“Relax,” Theo cooed. “I’m not about to heat trap you for the next three days.”
Taylor sighed. “You sure?”
“One hundred percent.”
Taylor ran a hand through his hair, leaving finger marks in its damp waves. “Okay. Yeah, okay.”
Theo grinned, letting out a breathy laugh. “Good.” He shuffled slightly, pressing himself to Johnny’s chest, cock already hard again as it rubbed against his stomach. Slowly, he sank down onto Johnny’s cock again, his eyes fluttering shut. He rocked his hips a few times as though stretching himself open.
“Okay,” he whispered, reaching behind. “Follow my lead and take it slow.”
Taylor nodded, eyes fixed on Theo’s hand as a look of intense concentration pulled his eyebrows together. Johnny gripped Theo’s hips, holding him steady.
“That’s it,” he said, mouth falling open as he guided Taylor’s cock to his entrance.
Johnny’s toes curled as Taylor rocked forwards, the tip of his dick rubbing against the base of Johny’s knot. He gritted his teeth as Taylor slowly pushed in, the feeling of his cock sliding along his shaft making Johnny groan into the crook of his elbow.
Taylor hunched forwards, gripped the headboard as he slowly slid in all the way. “Shit,” he murmured, dropping his head onto Johnny’s shoulder. “That feels amazing.”
Johnny swallowed, squeezing his eyes shut. “Yeah.”
Their cheeks touched, hot breaths rolling over one another and making their faces clammy. A small whine escaped Taylor’s throat, as though caught in a moment of uncertainty.
They’d reached a crossroads. Either turn back now, or forever remember the feeling of their cocks sliding against one another in someone else’s body.
Well, Johnny’s feet were well and truly in the fire now, because he knew hecouldn’tgo back, no way.
After this night no one would ever compare to how Taylor looked and felt in that moment. The way his lips brushed Johnny’s hair, the little growls and gasps that slipped from his mouth as his fangs ghosted over Johnny’s neck.
“Go slow,” Theo said, his cheek resting against Johnny’s other shoulder. “Taylor controls the rhythm but I set the pace, okay?”
“Yeah,” Taylor whispered, breath shaking as he turned his head towards Johnny’s ear.
He nudged his hips back and forth, barely moving and so,sogentle. Far gentler than Johnny had ever seen Taylor act in his entire life. All he could hear was the sound of his breath against his ear, everything else—even Theo—disappearing in a haze of pleasure and white noise.
The headboard creaked with their combined weight, and Taylor gripped it as he slowly rocked all three of them at once.
“A little faster,” Theo whispered, his mouth open and wet against Johnny’s neck.
Taylor grunted, one hand gripping Johnny’s upper arm as though trying to stop himself from going too hard.
“Okay?” Johnny whispered against his cheek.
“Yeah,” Taylor replied, a bead of sweat rolling through his sideburn and into Johnny’s hair. “Are you okay?”
Johnny grinned and bit his own lip. “Ah, yeah. I’m good.”
Steam was beginning to roll off their skin, and an owl hooted somewhere in the distant night. Taylor’s eyebrows pulled together, and Johnny could tell he was concentrating hard as he rocked a little more, pressing in deep.
