Logan couldn't have managed a coherent reply to that if his life depended on it.
"You should see how wrecked you look, sugar. Isn't Oz the best?"
Logan nodded weakly. He didn't have to see, he could feel it; the weight of Eli's gaze on him heavy as a touch. Feeling wild and wanton and desperate; naked and moaning in another man's bed, as Oz did his level best to suck Logan's soul out through his cock…?
'Wrecked'was the world's biggest understatement. Logan's cheeks burned, and he squeezed his eyes shut.
"You two sure you need me?" Eli chuckled, though there was a nervous note to the sound.
"Hey, no — none of that," Oz growled out as Logan reached for Eli. He was flushed all over now with how fucking weird this all felt. But damn if he didn't need them both right then, even if he couldn't seem to make his mouth form the words.
Thankfully, his outstretched hand seemed to serve as message enough. Eli's fingers were warm as they took Logan's, the other man setting a knee on the bed as he leaned in for a kiss Logan was only too happy to give.
"Where do you want me?" Eli asked softly when he pulled away. He looked at Oz, already sitting up from his place between Logan's splayed thighs and wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.
"Here," Oz directed, moving out of the way. "You blow Logan while I fuck you?"
And so damn casual, too.Logan could've died there on the spot from how turned on it made him, every once of blood sent rushing to his cock.
"What d'ya say, straight boy?" Eli asked, grinning behind Logan's straining erection as he settled in between Logan's thighs. "How's that sound to you?"
"I could be convinced," Logan bit out in a thready voice, moaning as Eli's hand curled around Logan's cock.
Eli barked a laugh. "He could beconvinced?! Oz, my love. If you ever get tired of him, I'm calling dibs."
Oz slapped Eli's ass, the retort cracking sharply in the little room. "He's a person, Eli. Stop talking about Logan like he's some kind of fuck doll I brought over for you to play with."
"I dunno," Eli said cheerfully, his voice muffled as he leaned down to nuzzle at Logan's balls. "I think Logan's into it. Aren't you, sugar?"
Yeah, Logan was so,sointo it. But he wasn't sure how to put that into words. Especially not as Eli licked a stripe up the length of Logan's leaking cock, before taking the whole of him into that wet and willing mouth.
"Eli," Oz asked. "Condoms?"
"Same place as always," Eli answered, working Logan's dick with a quick, efficient hand. "Lube, too."
"I love a man who comes prepared," Oz teased, a particular cadence to his voice.
"You know me," Eli responded, his words adopting the same tone. "I just love a man who comes."
They both snickered, the side of Logan's mouth twitching up into a grin as he realized it must be an old joke between them. He watched as, with similar familiarity, Oz made for the nightstand in the far corner, rifling through the contents a moment before fishing a few packets from the drawer.
Eli's beard brushed against Logan's cock as he looked up. "Want a hand, Oz?" he offered.
"Not a chance." Oz laughed, tearing a packet open. "You have any idea how fucking hot you two are right now?"
"All part of my master plan." Eli smirked.
"Oh, and what's that?" Oz asked absently.
"I already told you," Eli answered, his breath gusting over Logan's damp crown. "Gonna make sure you both leave here so well fucked, you'll have no choice but to invite me to play with you again."
Oz didn't bother replying, settling in behind Eli's thighs as the other man bent back down to lick at Logan's cock.
Mercifully, Eli merely hummed and bobbed his head instead of demanding an answer, his mouth a glorious revelation as he fucking welldemandedLogan's pleasure.
"Eli, I'm gonna — " Logan gasped, panting, straining against the sudden rush. "Oz!' Ozzzzzzz."
"Logan?" Oz asked, looking up from where he'd been staring intently at Eli's ass. "What's up?"
