Page 49 of Piece Us Together
It’s fucking pathetic. Fuckingbeautiful.
I think I might come untouched in my damn underwear pretty soon.
“Fuck,” Hunter grunts, his movements turning slightly frantic. “Fuck, the two of you—”
“He’s going to fill you up, Nol,” I murmur just loud enough for Hunter to hear. Nolan shudders, his fingers scrabbling at my back, clinging to my shirt. Hunter lifts his head to watch us, pupils dilated, his lips slick and parted as he sucks in air. He looksundone. I look right at him as I tell Nolan, “Oh, baby, you’re gonna make your sir come. You’ve done so well.”
“So.” Hunter thrusts into him nice and hard. “Fucking.” Thrusts again. “Well.” Thrusts one more time, then holds there, eyes falling closed as he clearly spills into Nolan’s hole.
Nolan sobs into my neck, fingers digging painfully into my thankfully-healed back, his body trembling in my arms. A soft rush of cum lands on my stomach, barely enough to notice.
“Fucking hell,” Hunter breathes before wrapping an arm around Nolan and pulling him away from me, pressing Nolan’s back against his chest so he can lick the sweat from his neck. My hand falls away from his cock when it moves out of reach. Hunter wraps a hand around Nolan’s throat, white knuckles showing how tightly he’s holding him. Nolan’s eyes widen, his body shivering. His cock twitches untouched in the air, his cum still dribbling out of the slit.
Hunter ignores the soft sounds he makes. Ignores the way his hands come to tug at Hunter’s forearm. He just looks at me, still perfectly in control despite the fucked-out presence about him, and calmly says, “I want him to come once more before you startfucking him. You can blow him like this, or I can sit him on your cock and suck him off while he keeps you warm.”
“My cock,” I say in a slightly desperate groan, already grabbing the waistband of my underwear to peel it off. “Need it. Gonna fucking die in these.”
His lips curl in a half-smile that’s too sexy to look at for longer than a second. I toss the underwear to the side and settle back against the pillows again, reaching a hand out. Hunter and I work together without needing to discuss it, Hunter pushing him forward, both of us turning him, and me pulling him back. It’s so damn seamless that I have his hot, wet hole sliding onto my cock only seconds after leaving Hunter’s.
The keen that falls from Nolan’s lips is the neediest, most beautiful sound I think I’ve ever heard.
“Put your arms up, hands behind Maison’s neck,” Hunter orders, his voice raspy now. Low. He touches Nolan’s elbows to nudge them in the direction he wants. I chuckle when Nolan struggles with it, the man I love too fucked-out to get his limbs to cooperate. “Keep those there, darling. No touching while sir sucks your cock.”
“Oooooooh.” Nolan shivers and trembles and writhes, his poor cock flushed a dark red, his skin covered in goosebumps.
He’s not even being touched yet.
God, he’s going to be so fucked-out by the time I get my turn with him.
Three things register in rapid succession as Hunter lowers his mouth onto Nolan’s cock:
My cock is currently soaked in Hunter’s cum.
Hunter’s big hands are using my naked hips to brace himself.
Hunter’s mouth is dangerously close to my cock.
Nolan whines as my cock twitches inside of him, his hips trying to move upward before I grab them to hold him still. Hunter’s eyes flick up to look at me in thanks, his lips somehowsmirking around Nolan’s cock. He winks at me. Fucking…winks. Then goes back to sucking the life out of my boyfriend.
“Mais,” Nolan cries, his head shaking back and forth in near-panic.
“You’ve got a safeword,” I say, half for him, half for myself. I trust Hunter—god help me, I really think I do—and I trust Nolan, but it still feels good to remind the three of us that there’s a way to stop this if anyone needs to.
Hunter must agree because he pulls off Nolan’s cock with a lude pop and asks, “What’s your color, darling?”
Nolan just whines some more.
Hunter’s eyes narrow. “If you don’t want to spend all night attached to a vibrator while we sleep, you’re going to tell me your color right now.”
“Green!” Nolan shouts. “Green, sir. Green. I—ooooh—” Whatever else he wanted to say is cut off when Hunter takes his cock back in his mouth.
I keep one hand on his hip and bring the other to the chain of his clamps. I need this to move along so I can fuck him before my cock falls off from dismay. My eyes catch Hunter’s again. “Can I?”
He nods.
I’ve never had clamps on me, but I’ve seen them in porn. I also have basic medical logic from my training. I know it’s going to hurt when they come off.
I lift a hand to each clamp, not wanting to risk hurting him by simply yanking the chain. Hunter immediately takes over holding Nolan’s hips down. It’s a good idea, considering the moment I take the clamps off Nolan bucks wildly in my lap. Or, he tries to. Hunter’s keeping him locked down on my cock pretty damn well.