“Put your mouth on me, Logan,” Elijah insisted, panting heavily. “I want to know what it feels like.”
Logan’s muscles remained tense as he shifted lower, dragging his mouth over Elijah’s jaw, feeling the gentle abrasion of the stubble there. He moved lower, noticing all the differences between kissing him and kissing Sam. Where Sam was soft, Elijah was hard. Where Sam was pliant, there was a constant tension drawing Elijah’s muscles taut. Logan found he liked those differences far more than he’d ever thought he could.
He shifted lower, licking down his chest, following the lines of Elijah’s abs. When Elijah’s thick cock bumped his chin, Logan dipped his head and licked the wide crest.
Elijah growled, his hips lifting off the bed.
Spurred by the response, Logan drew him into his mouth, sucking hard, taking him deep. He’d never had a cock in his mouth before, but he didn’t need a lesson. Elijah told him exactly what he wanted by his garbled groans and muttered expletives. Sam encouraged with her smooth hand sliding over his back, her soft moans echoing beside him.
Elijah’s hands fisted the blankets beneath him, his body tightening, his cock pulsing in Logan’s mouth. He knew he was close, considered pulling back but changed his mind and pushed Elijah closer to the fine edge of release by sucking him in deep.
“Logan … oh, fuck … oh, hell.”
“Not yet,” Logan growled before taking him deep again, tormenting him. Logan didn’t relent, he pushed him higher. He wanted this man’s complete surrender, and he didn’t give a shit how he got it.
“I’m gonna come,” Elijah warned, his hips thrusting upward. “You better stop. Oh … fuck … me.”
Logan took him to the root, swallowed around the head, and held him there before pulling back completely.
“Suck him, Sam,” Logan commanded, making room for her between Elijah’s legs. “Don’t make him come yet.”
She moved like a goddess, her head lowering as she took Elijah in her mouth while Logan reached for the lube in the top drawer of the nightstand. While she licked and teased, Elijah moaned softly, his gaze following Logan’s every move.
He made a show of lubing his cock, and he knew what Elijah was thinking even though he was wrong. His intention wasn’t to fuck the man. No, they weren’t ready for that yet. Hell, they might never be.
***
Sam was almost convinced she’d just orgasmedby watching her men suck each other. She wasn’t sure she’d ever seen anything hotter than that. The way they both moaned and groaned as they succumbed to the pleasure. She’d witnessed something pass between them, and there was a weird sensation that had swirled in her belly. She couldn’t put her finger on what it was, but it hadn’t been pleasant. Fear? Jealousy? Relief? She didn’t know.
“Sam,” Logan growled, banding his arm around her middle.
She released Elijah’s cock, then sat up on her knees, not caring what he had in store for her as long as he didn’t stop. She needed them now. She needed to know that she was part of this, and their attention was the only thing that soothed her.
Logan turned her chin so that she was looking back at him before he crushed his mouth to hers. He licked into her mouth, moaning as he kissed her. When he pulled back, there was a hint of warning in his tone.
“We’re going to take you at the same time.”
She whimpered when he gently pushed her forward. She went willingly, straddling Elijah’s hips as she laid out over him.
“Oh, Jesus, fuck,” Elijah hissed, and that was when she realized Logan’s hand had fisted his cock and was angling it between her thighs.
“Take him inside you,” Logan demanded.
Sam eased back, sinking down on Elijah’s cock, letting him fill her.
“So tight,” Elijah murmured, pulling her head down, so her mouth met his. “You feel so good.”
She moaned, loving how hard he was, how on edge he seemed. Had Logan done that to him? Was his response reserved for him and not her?
Shrugging off the weird train of thought, Sam rocked on top of him while Logan drizzled lube over her anus, massaging with his thumb. He pushed inside her once, making her moan.
The next thing she knew, Logan’s cock was sliding into her ass, Elijah’s arms banding around her to hold her still between them. From that point forward, Logan was in complete control.
“Goddamn,” Logan growled, inching back before driving in hard and deep. Her body rocked on top of Elijah, effectively shifting his cock inside her.
Logan’s fingertips dug into her hips as he held her still and impaled her repeatedly. She couldn’t remember the last time he’d been this rough, and she loved every second of it. There was nothing hotter than when Logan came undone. The man’s control was something he clung to, so in the rare instances when it slipped from his grasp, she was usually on the receiving end.
“Did you like that, baby?” he rasped as he drilled into her, his hips slamming forward, retreating, rocking her on top of Elijah. “Did you like watching us suck each other?”
