Then he used his heel on me again, and I couldn’t help it, had to smile at his impatience.
Ell was leaning in close, brushing soft kisses against Marcus’s neck.That was good.Kissing that spot and seeing the others kiss it would ease the temptation of biting there.Dom was resting his hand on Marcus’s abdomen, drawing patterns in the glorious mess of cum and sweat gathered there.
I moved forward on my knees, keeping Marcus’s legs spread wide, then lifted them for easier access.I allowed myself to break eye contact with him and looked at his hole.
It was a ridiculously entrancing sight, pink and slick, in part from the lube, in part from Ell.I had the sudden urge to stop what I was doing and bend down to lick and pleasure Marcus with my tongue, but I didn’t think he’d take that well.He’d clearly stated what he wanted, and I wasn’t going to be a disappointment to our mate the first time we were together.
I was more than ready, and no matter how much I wanted it to be different, I knew this wasn’t going to last long.I lined up, and it took only the slightest push for me to feel Marcus’s heat close around me and draw me in.I gasped, seeing colors.
“Ah, fuck.”
Without thinking, I tightened my hold around his legs and snapped my hips, filling him all the way.
Marcus arched off the pillows.I heard his low gasp even as desire surged through me at the sensation of being connected to my mate in this way.
My mate.Yes, in this very moment, he was only mine, Ell and Dom still there with us but in the background.It was Marcus and me.Marcus looking at me, his mouth open, his lips slick and pink, an invitation.
I lost control briefly, digging my fingers into his legs and snapping my hips hard several times.It got me to the brink of orgasm, the thrill of coming a siren song luring me to keep going, keep going, but I didn’t.I slowed down.
“Marcus, honey.”I slid my hand to his pubes, grazed the base of his cock, and finally entwined my fingers with Dom’s.“Does it feel good, Marcus?”
His eyes flickered open, and I watched with bated breath as Ell ran his thumb over Marcus’s bottom lip.Marcus’s tongue darted out, and he started sucking, absentmindedly almost, but looking so fucking hot.
“Mm-hmm.”He nodded.Then he wiggled his hips as if to urge me on.
I got the message, and I wasn’t going to make him wait again.In an attempt to delay the inevitable as much as I could, I moved as slowly as I was able, but it was too much, all of it: our mate, being cherished by Dom and Ell while taking me like he was, his musk saturating the air like fireworks on New Year’s Eve.
He felt too good, tight but open, his muscles tensing around me even as I felt my orgasm build.
I came with a growl most human partners would’ve found out of place.If it bothered Marcus, he didn’t show it.He arched off the ground, his legs tightening around me, and as I came, our bodies were as close as was physically possible.I watched him, felt him, and knew he was coming with me, blissful abandon painting his skin in patterns of pink.
As wave upon wave ran through me, on this highest of highs, I felt guilty for enjoying it this much, for it being this good.Everything I’d ever done with Ell and Dom took second place, and that wasn’t fair.I curled my fingers around Dom’s.I loved them, I loved all of them, and I didn’t want to favor any one, but in that moment, I couldn’t help it.
Ell pushed up to his knees and kissed me as the thrill of orgasm ebbed, as Marcus, riding out his own, softened and relaxed under me.
Ell kissed me, and I let myself be kissed.“I love you.I love you,” I whispered.
“Me too.”Ell buried his nose against my neck, nuzzling there.Dom did the same with Marcus, lying at our mate’s side.
When Marcus looked up at me and wiggled around me, I pulled out.I didn’t know what to do.For a long moment, I had no fucking clue what to say.
I watched Marcus stretch out his legs and look around before his eyes settled on Dom, who was… Poor Dom.He looked like he’d been edged for hours.He wasn’t the most patient person in the world, and this had to have cost him.
“Come on,” Marcus said, burying his fingers in Dom’s hair and pulling.
“Little Red…”
Dom was breathing hard.Then Marcus turned on his side, turned to face Dom.“Comeon.”
He sounded like he’d been having a conversation in his head.His eyes were wide but clear, and it was pretty obvious what he wanted.It only became more so when he was fully on his side, facing Dom, and reaching down between them for Dom’s straining cock.
“Oh.”I was sitting back on my heels, Ell facing me, his hands all over me, his mouth ghosting over my pecs.
“He smells so good,” Ell said.“I can smell him all over you.”
I watched as Marcus’s hold on Dom’s hair tightened, and he pouted.Even from this angle, Marcus pouting was the cutest damn thing.
“Don’t you want to?If you don’t want to…” He turned, looking at what Ell and I were doing.
