With us all in the bedroom, Edwin patted the bed. I went and sat on my side; Trace hesitated. Edwin sighed, then stood up and drew Trace towards him with a hand behind his neck. When they were nose to nose, he sighed again.
“I will explain, but can we fuck first? I want you, and I need you. Both of you, in any and every way I can have you. Plus, James is extra fucking horny and wants to sink his dick into, uh—” He twisted to grin at me over his shoulder. “—did you saybothof us, baby?”
“Not at the same time!” I protested. “I’ve only got the one cock.”
There was a beat of silence before we all laughed and the tension was broken. Trace allowed Edwin to remove his underwear and lay him on the bed. They kissed, slowly and deeply, until all three of us were panting with desire.
Edwin surprised me by disengaging first and sitting up. He smiled down at Trace whose lips were ruddy and bruised looking from the way they’d been going at each other like starving animals.
“Trace, babe. You know how you and me have already fucked?”
Trace nodded, his silvery hair rippling over the pillow as his head moved. “What are you thinking, Eddie?”
“If…if James fucked me first, then I’d be the centre of this triangle, and I’m not sure that’s entirely fair.”
“What are you suggesting?” Trace seemed to be unsure who to look at.
Edwin scooped me up so quickly I gasped, relaxing instantly as he settled me into the gap between his legs. “Obviously, the choice is for James to make. But I wondered if you should have this first with him. I met him first. I kissed him first. I realised I loved him first. I?—”
“It’s not a competition,” I broke in. “But it’s a very good thought.” I tilted my gaze downwards. “Trace?”
He swallowed hard. “You know how much I want you,” he admitted. “I’m much too weak to refuse. If you still want to, that is.”
Edwin’s eyes snapped back and forth between us for a moment. I saw when comprehension dawned. “When you said you’d not gone all the way, did you want to, but stop?” The dazzling blue of his irises dimmed a little. “You did, didn’t you?”
“I’m sorry,” I whispered.
“Baby,no.This is— My ego’s just taken a little knock. Fuck’s sake, I literally suggested the exact same thing. I have to confess I’m big-headed enough to always want to be everyone’s number one.” His chuckle was a bit forced, but the way he took Trace’s hand and held it against his heart wasn’t. “I’m going to watch though, right? You wouldn’t kick me out of the bedroo?—”
We shouted him down before he could finish that ridiculous question. He angled me to face him and took possession of my mouth, my tongue, my damn airway, until I was lightheaded and hornier than I’d dreamed possible. “You know where everythingis, darling. Rock our faerie man’s world. Forget I’m here.” He climbed off the bed by deliberately rolling over Trace on the way and demonstrating how vampires didn’t need to breathe while they kissed. He gave his erect cock a tug and settled against the wall in the corner of the room, his eyes now back to the heated sapphire that I knew meant he was turned on and content. I was highly doubtful I’d forget for a second he was here, but Iwouldconcentrate on Trace.
I licked my lips and regarded our prone faerie man as I undid my jeans and let them fall to the floor. “So…”
47
TRACE
“You want to prep me,or shall I do it?” Now it was finally happening, I’d lost all patience. I wanted him in me,now.
James showed he’d been taking notes during the times Edwin and I had fucked. His fingers shook a little when he first applied lube, which squirted everywhere, but once he’d breached my hole the first time, he worked me steadily, his gaze never leaving mine as he stretched me. His voice became a throaty rasp as his pupils dilated with every thrust, telling me how hot I looked splayed out for him and how much he wanted to make me cry out his name when I came. When I tried to fist my aching dick, he batted my hand away with a ‘not yet, you don’t’ which made me gasp and Edwin laugh quietly.
“Fuck’s sake, stick your cock in me, you sadist.” I managed to smile so he knew my shortness was born only of frustration.
“Eager, are we?” James crooned.
“Fuckinghell,”I groaned to the room at large. “We created a monster. The prince of edging gets his revenge on me.”
“If you get mouthy on me, I’ll go even slower.” I widened my eyes and he chuckled. “Kidding. I’m so ready, it’s not funny.”
The press of his cockhead against my rim sent sparkles through my nervous system. When he pushed in as I bore down, we both sighed. “Don’t stop,” I begged.
He bottomed out a bit too quickly, but I’d expected it and controlled my grunt of pain, knowing it would soon become pleasure. James closed his eyes for a few seconds. “Working out how to breathe,” he confessed.
“Breathing is good. Don’t worry about going slowly with me, by the way. I can take whatever you’re dishing out with that fat prick of yours.”
He smirked. “I know you can. I’ve seen that toy drawer of yours, remember? Also, ‘prick’, really?” I heard Edwin in the corner convulse with almost silent giggles and had to take a second to focus on what James had said.
“Shut up. I’m old, and English isn’t my first language. Now come on. Please. I really want this, wantyou.”
