Lawrence slammed a hand against the wall as he nearly fell forward. The warm suction was deliciously slow, and he could feel the growing orgasm, like warm pressure inside the deepest part of him. Raiden took Lawrence’s chin and pulled him up for a kiss, and Cash pushed his slick finger back, teasing toward the edge of Lawrence’s hole.
Raiden’s kiss was deep and hungry, and Lawrence closed his eyes as he gave himself over. He could hear the slick sound of Cash’s hand, pleasuring Raiden as he swallowed Lawrence down and expertly took him into the back of his throat. Lawrence’s whole body lit alive as he jerked his hips and huffed in the musky scent that filled his nose.
“Feels so good,” Lawrence moaned as Cash stroked the edge of his hole.
“Tell me what you want,” Raiden breathed, his mouth on Lawrence’s neck, his stubble scrapping the tender skin.
“I want to come with you,” Lawrence whimpered. “I want to come with you both.”
“Delicious,” Cash said, swirling his hand up Lawrence’s shaft and sending another jolt of pleasure through his body.
Raiden pressed his forehead against Lawrence’s. “Perfect,” he agreed, then leaned back.
Raiden and Lawrence were shoulder to shoulder, Raiden supporting their weight with Cash whimpering at their feet. Lawrence had always been a total bottom and quite submissive. He didn’t think of himself as having any dominant tendencies. But with Raiden in charge and Cash servicing him, he felt a different kind of power taking root. They were both so strong and devoted to what they believed in, and now, they were lighting him up, too.
Raiden and Lawrence gripped each other’s bases, then jerked each other against Cash’s face. Cash moaned with pleasure, and when Lawrence looked down, he was stroking himself and rubbing his thumb over his leaking tip. Raiden’s growl grew louder and louder, and the pleasure and power pulsing through Lawrence threatened to explode into a hot, sticky release.
Lawrence whimpered. He tried to hold out as his cock slapped against Raiden’s thicker shaft. Cash swallowed him, sucking up and down his length, then popped his lips off and stretched his jaw wider to take Raiden in. Sweat dotted his forehead, and Lawrence felt all of their bodies tensing together.
Finally, he couldn’t hold it anymore. Lawrence whined as an orgasm shot through his muscles, then gasped when he sprayed a warm jet across Cash’s cheeks, then another across his lips. Raiden let out a roar as Lawrence gripped his base hard. He felt Raiden get thicker, like steel, and when his roar dropped into a satisfied moan, he thrust his cock deep into Cash’s throat, spilling his release.
Cash moaned along, then pulled his lips back. He arched his back as he stroked his tip. With cum dripping down his face and between his lips, he shot his load, jet after jet landing at their feet.
Lawrence’s muscles relaxed. He was dizzy from the release, and if Raiden hadn’t been supporting him, he probably would have fallen to the ground. Instead, his bodyguard helped Cash to his feet, too, then held them both, their bodies warm and sweaty together.
The room smelled like sex and men, and the scent of it made Lawrence quiver in their arms. Raiden stroked his cheek gently. “Be right back,” he said, his voice low in the silence of the apartment.
Lawrence turned to Cash, who looked just as dazed as him. “Wow,” he said with a soft laugh.
Cash smoothed back his hair, then gave Lawrence a quick kiss. “Didn’t see that coming tonight.”
Lawrence laughed. “Me either.”
“Damn glad it did, though.”
Raiden returned, a towel dangling in his hand. Lawrence’s heart melted a little to see him acting so kind, especially to Cash, who didn’t exactly make it easy for him. Raiden handed Lawrence a bottle of water, then wiped Cash off.
“And I thought you had a stone heart,” Cash teased.
Raiden snorted a laugh. “Keep talking, Cash, and I might change my mind and not invite you two to spend the night.”
“Spend the night?” Lawrence asked, caught by surprise.
Raiden nodded. “I’m not through with keeping an eye on you two, not by a long shot.”
