Page 125 of Forevermore


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Logan grunted his agreement.

Those lips began a slow trek down his spine, his tongue gliding over his skin, making sparks dance under his skin. His body tightened when that devilish tongue reached the crack of his ass, and a second later, when it dipped lower, Logan’s hands fisted the comforter as pleasure sang throughout his entire body.

Sam’s gasp was erotically sharp, but it faded quickly as Logan moaned low in his throat as Elijah’s tongue grazed his anus. His body reacted on impulse, his legs widening to give him better access. The sensation was invigorating, the warmth that invaded him so intimately as Elijah rimmed his hole, tormenting him with light licks at first, followed by gentle probing as he tongue-fucked him. As though that wasn’t enough, Elijah massaged him with one deft finger, then two, stretching him, preparing him.

Logan grunted, weathering the assault that had precum dripping from his cock. He wasn’t sure he’d ever felt anything quite like having his ass teased by Elijah’s tongue and fingers.

He remained as still as he could, heeding Elijah’s command to the best of his ability. It took effort not to rock against those intruding fingers. Thankfully, the man didn’t make him wait long, fucking those fingers into his ass, stroking every nerve ending to life. When Elijah brushed his prostate, Logan groaned, the sound tearing from his throat.

“More,” he demanded. “Eli … fuck me.”

The man’s response was a rough growl that sent chills dancing down Logan’s spine. The bed shifted, Elijah’s fingers disappearing, replaced by the thick head of his cock. Logan pressed back against the intrusion, unable to remain still any longer. He breathed through the bite of pain, accepting everything Elijah was willing to give him. He welcomed him into his body, his hands white-knuckling the comforter as he rocked himself on Elijah’s cock.

“Next time,” he told Sam on a ragged breath, “I’ll be fuckingyouwhile he’s inside me.”

Her mouth was open, her eyes glittering with heat as she watched Elijah fuck him.

“More,” Logan insisted.

Elijah gave him more, sliding in balls deep in one mind-numbing thrust.

The pain sucked the air from his lungs. “Fuck.”

Elijah held still.

“Don’t stop,” Logan snapped.

Elijah’s fingers dug into the flesh of his hips as he held him there, retreating slowly. “So fucking tight.”

“Fuck me. Now.”

“I’m gonna come if I move,” Elijah warned.

“Fuck. Me.”

Elijah thrust forward and retreated slowly. Logan could hear his labored breaths, knew the pleasure he was feeling. He’d felt the same way the first time he fucked him. It was intense, not only the physical sensation on his cock but the acknowledgment of their intimacy.

Logan began fucking back against Elijah, stealing the pleasure, forcing the man to drive in deeper, harder. Every muscle in his body vibrated from the adrenaline that flooded his system. All the while, he stared at Sam, loving that she was here with them. He wasn’t sure how he’d ever thought this wasn’t about her. It was about all three of them. Always had been.

“Oh, hell,” Elijah growled, his fingers digging into Logan’s hips. “I’m coming.”

Logan exhaled sharply when Elijah’s cock swelled inside him before erupting. He dragged air into his overtaxed lungs as Elijah drained himself. The second Elijah’s cock softened and retreated, Logan moved. He grabbed the bottle of lube sitting on the bed beside him, then manhandled Elijah down onto his stomach. He took position behind him, barely restraining himself long enough to pour lube along his throbbing dick. He stroked himself once, twice, then pressed the head to Elijah’s hole and pushed in deep.

“Bloody hell,” Elijah groaned, his accent thicker than usual.

“Take all of me,” Logan demanded, willing him to relax.

Elijah reached back, his hand curling around Logan’s thigh as he pulled him closer.

Logan let go, impaling him roughly, fucking in deep and hard. He was out of his mind, his body taking over, shutting off all common sense and reason as he used Elijah for his own selfish needs.

“Oh, God,” he groaned. “It’s too fucking good. I’m gonna come.”

A second later, he did, a strangled roar piercing the air.

***

After that incredible bout of mind-blowingsex, Elijah managed to get to his feet. He padded toward the bathroom, but not before grabbing Sam and dragging her with him. She didn’t resist, stumbling along, panting as though she’d run a mile and not simply watched two men fuck each other senseless.