“Stroke your cock,” Slade commanded, his words breathed roughly in Atticus’s ear.
Atticus took over, teasing the head of his dick with his thumb while Carson continued to watch. The warmth of Slade’s body disappeared briefly, only to return. He realized a moment later why when Slade’s slick fingers slipped between his ass cheeks, teasing his hole.
Oh, Jesus. Oh, fuck yes.
“Don’t stop stroking,” Slade insisted, his breath hot against Atticus’s neck.
Atticus hadn’t realized he had stopped. He gasped and moaned as Slade pushed two fingers inside him, gently fucking him, stretching him.
Carson never moved, but from time to time, he would meet Atticus’s stare. That was deliciously intense. The connection he felt, as though Slade’s touch somehow tethered the three of them together.
“Please,” Atticus whispered, surprised by the rough grind of his voice. “Slade … oh, fuck.”
“Tell me,” Slade demanded, his voice low, intense.
Atticus let the pleasure of Slade’s touch overwhelm him as he probed and fingered him. He gasped and moaned when Slade purposely brushed his prostate. When he pumped his fingers faster, Atticus lifted his leg, resting his foot on Slade’s calf so he could open himself fully to the penetration. He moaned and sighed, the pleasure intensifying with every breath he took.
“Fuck me,” Atticus groaned. “God. I need you to fuck me.”
“You sure?”
“Yes.”More than sure, he thought as he held Carson’s stare. “I want you to watch him fuck me.”
Carson’s blue-gray eyes flashed hot. Hotter than before.
Slade growled roughly, the sound vibrating against Atticus’s back. His fingers disappeared, and he felt the broad head of Slade’s dick press against his hole.
“Keep stroking,” Slade bit out.
Atticus wasn’t sure he could. His focus was for shit. The intensity of Slade’s penetration, combined with the heat churning in Carson’s eyes, was too much. It was overloading his circuits, making it impossible to do anything but feel.
“Oh, Jesus,” Atticus cried out when Slade hooked his arm under Atticus’s leg, lifting it high as he drove deep inside him.
Slade held himself there, rolling forward, his weight pinning Atticus to the mattress as he fell forward. Carson touched him then, just the gentlest caress of his hand on Atticus’s thigh. Behind him, Slade fucked him. Deep, powerful strokes that made him lightheaded.
Another shift, and Slade was hovering over him, his hands on the mattress beside Atticus’s head. Atticus grabbed his wrist, holding on as he plowed into him from behind, sending pleasure ricocheting through every inch of him. Before he realized what he was doing, Atticus reached for Carson’s hand, twining their fingers.
And then there he was, holding onto both of them, closing the circuit, enhancing the connection between the three of them.
“Slade … oh, fuck!” Every thrust jarred his body. “That … feels … so … good.”
Slade growled roughly but continued to impale him. Deep, hard, fast.
“Oh, fuck … oh, shit … Slade!” Atticus’s orgasm slammed through him without warning. He came, his cock throbbing with every spurt, trapped beneath him on the bed. He squeezed Carson’s hand and Slade’s wrist as every muscle in his body tightened.
“God, yes,” Slade hissed, driving in deep one final time and letting himself go.
***
Slade slumped on top of Atticus, tryingto catch his breath.
He honestly couldn’t recall sex ever being quite so … mind-altering. And that was saying something since sex with Atticus was transcendental.
He didn’t want to admit it—at least not out loud—but having Carson there had added a level of heat that Slade hadn’t expected. He’d gotten used to Carson watching, but it’d never been like that. He’d been right there in the moment, but he didn’t make a sound, didn’t attempt to intervene. He’d simply watched. And he hadn’t been focused solely on Slade’s hips pumping or his dick slamming deep inside Atticus. He’d watched everything, making eye contact whenever possible.
Like now.
It was then that Slade realized the man saw too much. His probing gaze broke through Slade’s resistance, and he knew he couldn’t hide how much he still wanted this.
