For some reason, that struck me as the funniest thing ever, and I collapsed to the side, falling into a chuckle, and Ell sagged on top of me, his arms closing around my middle.
“No, hold on,” Dom said, then whined.
“We’re spent, Marcus.”I ran my hand through Ell’s hair, feeling him nod.
“We are.Look, Dom’s going to feel left out.”
And there it was again, that cute-as-you-please pout.“Then he should use this…this…weapon.”
I couldn’t see exactly, but it looked like he was running his hand up and down Dom’s cock.
Dom shivered.“Gentle.Yeah, I’ll be gentle, Little Red, okay?Come on, your leg goes here.Huh.”
Dom curled against Marcus.Ell had the better angle, and he stroked the back of Marcus’s thigh.I watched Dom’s muscles work as he moved his hips, and I listened to them both gasp as Dom entered him.
The worst part was that I wanted more.It was like dessert after a big meal.You were full, but a small piece of cake, our mate’s pleasure, that seemed like it was still entirely possible, advisable even.I had no idea if Ell felt the same, given that the air was thick with all of our combined lust.With Marcus’s scent in particular.
Dom’s whole body worked, pressing close and into Marcus, finding a rhythm.I was enthralled by the sight, feeling with him.I only really noticed that I was getting hard again when Ell fitted his mouth over my tip to slowly yet deliberately get me off again.From the sounds, he was jerking himself off while he was at it.
Part of me wanted to lean back and enjoy, savor this, but that would’ve meant turning away from the spectacle in front of me.Yes, I could only see part of Dom and Marcus, just that perfectly seductive angle of Marcus’s leg slung over Dom’s side, but it didn’t matter.We were… We were all… I couldn’t say yet, couldn’t yet know what our mate would accept, what he would allow.All I knew was, I wanted everything.
Ell’s mouth tensed as he groaned, coming again by the way his body moved.Dom was close too.I’d seen his back, his thighs, in other positions, and I knew how he moved when he was about to finish.
Ell flicked his tongue over my tip once more, and that did it, giving me another release that he swallowed.That in and of itself was more pleasure than I could easily handle then and there, and my eyes fell shut, the sight of our mate and Dom replaced by sounds and smell only.
As it turned out, I missed Dom coming.When I looked again, he was all tension, and Marcus’s leg was clamped tight around him.They all groaned; Ell, Dom, and Marcus as well, our mate’s voice faint but clear, like a gentle drizzle at the end of a hot day.
All of us just lay there after that.Marcus, for once, seemed satisfied, not making any attempt at all to get Dom to move, and Dom, in turn, was holding him close.I saw Marcus’s hand on Dom’s back, fingers brushing against Dom’s spine, and I reached for him, weaving my fingers with his much like I had done with Dom before.
It was perfect.Peaceful.We were the four points of a compass with Marcus as our true north, needing nothing more than each other, caring for nothing else.
That sense of the world contracting around us lasted a while, but not long enough, and was broken by Marcus’s stomach growling noisily.
Ell chuckled.“Marcus is right.I could eat too.”
“I could eat you, Little Red.”Dom ran his hands over Marcus’s back, and Marcus flexed his toes.
“Your eyes are too big.I think I really, really want dinner.Oh!The cookies.Dom, where are the cookies?Is there tea?I could kill for a nice big cup of oolong.”
“It’s just one cookie, and you’ll have to talk to Linc about that.But there are cinnamon buns for you and Ell.”
“And tea,” I said.Marcus looked up.I smiled at him.“You can have my cookie too, of course.”
I watched as he smiled.“Yup.I like that plan.”He looked down between himself and Dom.“Well, that turned messy.Are you still hard?Rude.”
“More like hard again.And it’s not rude.It’s a…compliment.Because you’re enticing.”Dom’s voice was raspy.
Marcus frowned.“No.Nope.I’m not taking any compliments right now.I want the food.Move.”
He used his heel to get Dom to pull out.Ell stood too and held out a hand.“I’ll help you wash up, Marcus.I’ll find you some clothes too, okay?”
“I can wash myself.You all keep acting like I can’t do anything by myself, but you do realize I managed years and years of that, right?”He still took Ell’s hand though.
“I want to check your stitches, that’s all.”Ell looked at us.“Are you okay handling dinner?”
I nodded.“Sure.Dom and I can manage.”
“Don’t forget the oolong,” said our mate.Both the rest and the activity seemed to have done him good.“I can’t believe I came this much.I’m probably dehydrated.”
