Cam wrapped his legs around me.
I released his hands. Let him hold my face with his big, rough palms. Press our foreheads together, so utterly fucking mine only Alexei would ever reach us. Alexei with his dirty mouth and fragile heart. His wise soul that had guided me and Cam to a moment like this.
Jaw locked, I flexed my hips.
Cam flexed his.
Oxygen left us and something changed. Shifted. In me or in him, I couldn’t tell. And it didn’t matter. We were one tangle of breath and limbs, of heat and love, and logical thought really did fucking desert me.
Cam’s gravelled moans replaced it, reaching every part of me, driving me harder and deeper inside him, a slow violence that made my head spin and my tight skin burn away.
We throbbed together, the intensity rolling Cam’s eyes. He was close, I felt it, but it wasn’t enough. For him. For me. We needed more.
I eased back and pulled out of him.
Messy, Cam fought for breath. “I?—”
“Shh.” I claimed his mouth, his lips, his chest, the rigid planes of his abdomen, a path I’d traced before, but never lower.
“Saint.”
I wrapped my lips around Cam’s cock. His back arched and his hands flew to my head.
“Fuck.”
I held still, giving him a moment. Givingmyselfa moment. Cam fucking my mouth scared the shit out of me. His big dick crammed in my throat, cutting off my air supply. Alexei wasn’t exactly small, but he wasn’t Cam. No one was, and they never had been.
One day, maybe I’d tell him he and Alexei were the only ones I’d ever allowed past my lips, and I’d always felt guilty for taking something I had no intention of giving back. Untilthey’dstarted sucking my cock and I’d realised how different it was when every graze and sweep, every pressured slide, was fuelled by love.
Cam simmered down, clasping his hands behind his own head, his breathing still a fucking riot, but reverent calm hazing his gaze. He didn’t tell me I didn’t have to do this—he knew I wouldn’t if I didn’t want it.
And fuck, I wanted it.
I swallowed him again, easing him down my throat the same way I fucked him. Slow. Deep. Eventually, anyway. It took me a while, and I got off on the tremble in Cam’s powerful thighs. In the effort he exerted keeping his pelvis nailed to the bed, and the ominous pulse in his cock.
Fuck.
I let Alexei come in my mouth sometimes.Onmy mouth mostly—he liked to see it on my lips. I didn’t know what Cam liked. I’d never seen him come from a blowjob.
Did I want to?
Yeah.
Would I fuck him more after?
Yes.
He was so close. I dug my fingers into his hips, scraping my teeth along his most sensitive skin, his groan tight, his body contracted, so almost there, until he pulled me off, shaking fingers threaded in my hair. “I want to come with you inside me.”
That shift flared in his gaze again, and I rose up on my elbows. “Show me how.”
Cam dragged me in for a messy kiss. Then he rolled over, spreading his arms.
I slid my palm down his spine. “Like this?”
Cam braced his hands wider, his strong back rippling in the dark. “Yeah. I want it.”
On his knees.