“Sit on his cock,” Logan rumbled against her ear. “That’s it, baby.”
She whimpered as Elijah filled her, his cock tunneling deep.
“Now, lean back.”
It took some maneuvering because of the reverse cowgirl going on, but Sam unfolded her legs from beneath her, never dislodging Elijah from inside her because he was gripping her hips, holding her where he wanted her. Once she was reclined on Elijah’s chest, she watched Logan move between her legs, repositioning so that he was straddling Elijah’s hips. A moment later, she felt the urgent press of Logan’s cock as he pushed in alongside Elijah.
They both filled her pussy, stretching her wide.
She closed her eyes and rode the wave of pleasure as he eased into her. As was the case every time, Sam recalled the first time Logan and Elijah had fucked her pussy simultaneously. It had been at Devotion all those years ago. From the moment they’d penetrated her at the same time, she’d craved the sensation of being fucked by them both. She loved this part. Loved the way her body stretched to accommodate the sensual intrusion. She still wasn’t sure how they managed it, how her body could acclimate to two cocks, but it did.
“Oh, fuck,” Elijah groaned near her ear. “I’m going to come like this. His cock stroking mine, your pussy gripping me. It’s too good.”
It was a warning, she knew. One that Logan didn’t heed as he began fucking her, the momentum of his cock pushing in and pulling out, driving all three of them to that razor-sharp edge. Sam held on for as long as she could, but Elijah’s thundering voice shouting Logan’s name drove her right over the edge.
“Fuck,” Logan groaned. “Ah, fuck, yes. Come for me, Elijah.”
He said his name, not mine.
“Holy fuck, that feels good,” Elijah groaned.
Sam felt them both pulsing inside her as another mini explosion erupted, leaving her breathless and sated.
Not to mention, for the first time in … ever … feeling like the third wheel and wondering if she hadn’t gotten exactly what she deserved.
***
Half an hour later, after they’d cleanedup and fixed the bedding, Logan stared up at the ceiling in the darkened room, Sam’s head cradled on his shoulder, her arm draped over his chest as she slept soundly. On her other side, he heard Elijah’s deep, even breaths as he spooned her from behind, his arm over her, his hand resting on Logan’s thigh.
His heart and lungs had long since recovered from that incredible moment, but his brain was still processing.
That moment when Elijah had taken control in the shower, touching him, teasing him … Logan had felt something. Something very much like what he’d felt back at the beginning with Sam. It had been new and intense, and he’d wanted that single moment to himself. Just the two of them. It was then he realized that this thing he had with Elijah was something he wanted to covet for a little while. He didn’t want to put it on display, didn’t want to dissect it for anyone else. He wanted to see where it led without prying eyes.
Without Sam witnessing every intimate moment.
And that bothered him more than anything else. He loved his wife with a passion that was unrivaled. He would lay down his life for her. Hell, helivedfor her. So what was driving this strange need to seek privacy with Elijah? Did that mean he wanted to cheat on his wife with a man? After all, he had yet to reveal to her what had happened between them the other day when Elijah had sucked his cock for the first time. The worst part was, he wasn’t sure he wanted to share that moment with her.
Sam had actually accused him of taking out his lust on her for the week after their first encounter. She hadn’t been wrong. However, she’d been incorrect as to his reasoning. It hadn’t been his lust for Elijah he’d been trying to assuage. It had been this foreign desire to have Elijah for himself that he’d been fighting. Taking Sam, claiming her whenever he could, was the only way to prove to himself and to her that she would always be the center of his universe.
He needed to get a grasp on this so he could figure out how it would work between them. Logan couldn’t keep doing this if it meant he was cheating on Sam. He couldn’t move forward in good conscience, knowing he wanted something that didn’t involve Sam. It wasn’t fair to her, and if he were being honest, he would rather die than ever betray her.
Regardless of what he was starting to feel for Elijah.
