“That’s a good Tease,” I murmur. “I want you further in the room, though.”
“Yes, Sir,” he says automatically, before giving me a grin. With the wicked, teasing look he’s known for, he crawls forward until he’s in the center, in front of our large bed. I shake my head in amusement, before turning toward Carter.
He’s standing awkwardly, his eyes darting around the room, not lingering anywhere for long. Taking a deep breath, while reminding myself not to overwhelm him, I carefully step toward him. I know my movements are more akin to stalking, but I can’t help it. He makes such pretty prey.
His sharp inhale as I reach him is a shot of pleasure to me. The need to consume him is strong, but I force myself to take itslow, with it being his first time. Which means, I need to make sure this is what he wants.
“You need to speak up if I do anything you don’t like. You can say ‘red’ or even ‘stop’. I’ll adhere to your limits. You are what’s most important to me. There’s no greater pleasure for a Dom than knowing they’re giving their subs what they need. That also means that I need to know…do you want this?”
Carter swallows, his eyes darkening further as he shivers. With a trembling voice, he says, “Yes, S-s-sir.”
That first true “Sir”, the one that speaks of desperation, want, and so much fucking courage, is everything to me, and I tuck the memory into my heart. I’ll never be able to explain to him what he just gave me. What I hope I’ll be able to give him in return. All I can do is try to show him.
“Good Boy.” My tongue almost trips over the change in endearment, but something about it feels right. I’m not a Daddy, but there’s something about Carter that draws out a softer side to me, that calls for a certain level of caretaking. From the way he melts, I don’t think I’m wrong. “Undress and join Marcus.”
“Yes, Sir.” The words are stronger this time, and he sounds more certain of himself and us. I watch as he strips, folds his clothes, and then walks over to Marcus before kneeling, not as gracefully as my Tease, but not less beautifully.Fuck, how did I get this lucky?
Walking over them, an entire river of fantasies stretches out in front of me, but I force myself to slow down. To keep it simple this time. There will be more than enough time to explore later on. Years and years, if I have my way. Plans tease the edge of my mind, and I resolve to make the dreams a reality.
“So good for me. Both of you.” They preen, straightening further. I watch as Marcus carefully adjusts himself so that Carter can copy his posture, sitting back on his heels with his hands on his thighs. I thread my fingers through each of theirhair, gently turning their heads and upper bodies to face each other. “Kiss for me, and let me see those tongues.”
My cock hardens at the sight of them. They don’t move their hands, and I know it edges them, as they desperately want to touch each other, and me. When they pull back, panting heavily, I reach for my pants, pushing them and my underwear down. My cock is hard, desperate for their attention, and both of them zero in on it.
Carter instinctively sways forward, but my Tease grinds his teeth, forcing himself to stay in position. I don’t say anything, merely cocking an eyebrow at my Boy, and he leans back, correcting himself. Nodding, I say, “Good Boy. I think you both deserve a treat.”
Considering they’re practically vibrating with need, I’m more than ready to turn this up a notch. Stepping out of my underwear and pants, I move forward just enough so I’m within reach of them both. My cock is leaking at the thought of their mouths on me. I press a thumb against each of their lips, not surprised when my Tease’s tongue darts out in a silent plea. The moan from Carter, and the way he sucks the tip of my thumb…fuck. Now that is a surprise. And hell, if the pleasure coursing through me isn’t a direct tug from my thumbs to my dick.
Slowly, I remove my thumbs, commanding them to, “Suck me. Show me you want me.”
They share a dirty, wicked glance, and hell, I know I’m in trouble. Seeing my Tease draw out a playful side to our Love? Hell, I’m not sure how it’s possible for me to fall in love even more, but I do. Right in that moment, I tumble so deep into love, I can’t even find the words for it. They simply don’t exist. Nothing can describe it, or even compare to the depth of what I carry in my heart for these two.
Both lean forward, lavishing small licks on my cock, teasing me and each other when their tongues meet. I struggle not tocome just from the sight, and I grit my teeth, forcing myself to calm down. When Marcus nudges Carter out of the way and takes me into his mouth, I groan, throwing my head back in pleasure. Carter ducks down and sucks on one of my balls, and I go onto my toes in surprise, grasping their shoulders to remain steady as I curse, panting at the overwhelming sensations.
With another heartfelt curse, I back away, even though I wish I could let them continue to play. If they do, though, it’ll be over far too soon. Breathing hard, I shudder and snarl, “Bed. Now.”
Both give a cheeky, “Yes, Sir,” as they scramble up. Fuck, if there’s anything more beautiful than the sight of them, I can’t imagine it. No natural wonder can compare to these two, and for sure nothing man made. I spare a moment of pity for Cristian, because how the fuck did he not find joy in Carter every single day? How did he not worship the ground the man walks on? Shaking the thought off, I refocus on the men in front of me.
“Hmm…so many options. How do you feel about bottoming for our Love, Tease?”
“Yes, Sir!” Marcus snaps, almost shaking with need.
“Let’s do that then. Go up to the headboard—you’ll want something to hold onto, I’m sure. On your knees. And then Carter, I want you to fuck him. Because while you do, I’m going to fuck you.”
“Oh shit,” Carter breathes, before catching himself and responding, “Yes, Sir!”
I bite my lip at their mad scramble. Everything about it is sexy, funny, and just fucking joyful. It’s exactly what sex should be. I grab two bottles of lube, and hand one to Carter so he can prep Marcus. I keep the other with me as I kneel on the very edge of the bed, and focus on opening Carter for me. Marcus’s breathy moans fill the room, as Carter’s frustrated pants and muttered curses join them in a hedonistic symphony of sound.
“Get in him now, Love. I want in your ass, and I can’t do that until you’re in our Tease.” I smack his ass at the last word, and his little hop is perfectly adorable.
“Yes, Sir,” he purrs, and I shake my head at our wanton Love. This is what I want for him. A place he can be himself completely. Not the Council member. Not the man with a million responsibilities. Just. Him.
As soon as he enters Marcus, I scoot further up on the bed and join in, groaning at the sensation as Carter's ass clamps down hard around me.Fucking. Hell.I drop my head onto his shoulder, soaking in the pure pleasure of being inside him. From the needy whimpers, I can tell he’s barely holding on, so I decide to give them what they want.
I draw back, only to thrust forward forcefully, driving Carter into Marcus. I grip Carter’s hip so tightly I know he’ll have bruises, but he doesn’t complain. No, he throws his head back, crying out at the dual sensations invading his senses.
With a dark chuckle, I murmur, “Hold on. We’re just getting started.”
And then it’s on. I fuck Carter into Marcus roughly. I set a grueling pace that has sweat beading down my body, and I’m glad I spend time in the gym because this is going to qualify as one hell of a workout. They scramble for what they can grab, with Carter clamping onto Marcus, as he grabs the headboard. I bite my bottom lip as I try to stave off my orgasm, drawing blood, but fuck if I’ll go before them.