“I want to feel you,” Luke bit out. “I don’t need the damn toy, I fucking need you. Right now.”
Trying to fight her own orgasm, Sierra managed to twist completely beneath Luke until their mouths were aligned and she was kissing him, pulling him farther up on the bed to give Cole room to join them. She could see the tension in the lines on Cole’s handsome face. He was hanging on by the skin of his teeth and quite frankly, so was she.
“I want you inside me,” Sierra whispered to Luke as she ran her hands up over his shoulders, then into his hair. “I want to feel you when Cole takes you.”
In a blur of movement, Luke shifted and rammed his cock inside of her, damn near sending her plummeting into ecstasy before she was ready. Oh, hell, who was she kidding? She was more than ready, but she wanted them to come together. She needed this as much as they did.
“Cole.” Sierra glanced over Luke’s shoulder, pulling him down until their chests rubbed. “Please. Now.”
~~*~~
Cole knew the second his dick slid inside of Luke that he was going to go off like a rocket. Somehow he was holding on, but the heated grip of his lover’s body was more than he could take. In his attempt to prepare Luke, he’d damn near come just from watching as Luke’s ass took the toy and he began bucking and thrusting, begging for more. Cole was ready for Luke to beg.
With his cock lodged to the hilt inside of Luke, and Luke inside of Sierra, he leaned forward until he could brush his lips over Luke’s back.
“I need this. I need you,” Cole whispered, speaking to both of them. He wanted them to acknowledge that he was right there with them.
Sierra’s hands came up to slide down his cheek, and Cole leaned into her touch, closing his eyes as he began to move slowly, Luke’s body so damn hot. When Luke’s hand shifted over the top of his pressing down into the mattress, his fingers twining with his, Cole almost lost the last vestiges of control he was barely hanging onto.
Luke’s head turned to the side and their eyes met.
“I love you,” Luke whispered. “I need you.” There was a world of emotion in his answering words, and Cole slowly began to push in, retreating partway, then back in. Over and over, he took Luke gently, his balls tightening close to his body as he fought the urge to slam into him, to let the pleasure take over.
“Cole,” Luke groaned. “Make me come. Please make me come.”
Cole couldn’t resist Luke’s request. Releasing Luke’s hand, Cole lifted his upper body until he was balanced on his knees, his cock tunneling slowly in and out of Luke because he couldn’t stop himself. The sweet heat of Luke’s body and the tight fit had that sudden surge of energy building at the base of his spine.
Gripping Luke’s hips, he adjusted Luke until his lower body was hovering just above Sierra. When he began thrusting harder, his fingers digging into the firm muscle at his sides, Cole felt the impact of Luke’s thrusts inside of Sierra. When her moans filled the bedroom they shared, it only spurred him on until he was fucking Luke harder, faster.
“Come for me,” Cole ground out. “I need you to come for me, baby.” Cole was speaking to them both, and as though they were under his control, Luke’s muscles tightened, his ass damn near choking his dick as he growled.
“Coming. Fuck yes!” Luke bellowed at the same time Sierra wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him against her as she met Cole’s stare. She mouthed her I love you and Cole lost it, coming hard and fast inside of Luke, his cock jerking repeatedly until he was spent, hardly able to hold himself up.
Half expecting awkwardness, Cole retreated from Luke’s body before heading to the bathroom to get a warm wash cloth. When he returned, Luke was lying on his back, his arm across his eyes and he felt part of his heart crack. He’d seen this reaction before, and it scared the hell out of Cole.
Using the washcloth, he cleaned Sierra first, then climbed on the bed alongside Luke. Luke grabbed him, pulling him on top, his mouth slamming against his as Luke delved inside with his eager tongue, Cole returning the kiss as he slid his hands into Luke’s hair, holding him close. The emotions were churning, and he prayed that the bridge they just crossed was the right one.
Luke’s lips eased off of his and he pulled Cole’s head until their foreheads touched.
“I love you,” Luke whispered. “I’ve loved you longer than I was ever willing to admit.”
There was a crack in Luke’s voice and Cole’s breath lodged in his chest. Sierra moved in beside them, her hand running over Cole’s back, a tear slipping from her eye and running down her cheek.