Elijah glanced over at Logan, his brows furrowed. It was almost as though Elijah was apologizing for bringing up the subject, knowing Logan had just come. He damn sure wasn’t as young as he used to be, and getting hard this soon after generally didn’t come easy for him.
But the idea of double stuffing Sam… Ahh, fuck.
Logan was already stroking his cock, the insatiable thing rock hard once more as he thought about sliding inside of Sam, alongside Elijah.
Granted, it wasn’t happening in that swing.
Apparently, Elijah already knew that because he was unstrapping Sam’s ankles and her wrists, although he still penetrated her completely.
When he stood back up, Sam had wrapped her arms around his neck and Elijah lifted her easily, carrying her over to the far wall where he put his back against it.
“Fuck,” Logan growled.
Not wasting time, Logan moved up to the pair, his chest pressing against Sam’s back, his hands cupping her ass to assist Elijah in holding her. She couldn’t wrap her legs around Elijah because he was using the wall as leverage, but with Logan’s help, Sam was able to lean into Elijah.
Bending at the knees, he had to let go of Sam long enough to line up his cock.
Fucking hell.
He’d never done this before. Never had his cock touch another man’s cock like this, but here he was, sliding into Sam slowly. Ever so fucking slowly. She was so fucking tight.
“Oh, fuck,” Sam moaned. “It’s too much.”
Elijah didn’t move because he was holding most of Sam’s weight, his cock buried inside of her.
“Do you want me to stop?” Logan asked, his breaths ragged as their combined heat on his dick pulled at that tiny thread of control he was holding on to.
“No,” she said, but Logan wasn’t quite sure he believed her.
“If it’s too much, Sam, tell us.”
Logan continued on his quest to join Elijah inside of Samantha, even slower this time, their cocks pressed tightly together within her snug, wet pussy.
“Fuck, baby,” Logan groaned. “This feels good. Almost there.”
Once Logan was inside of her as far as he could go, he didn’t move. Neither did Elijah as they waited for her body to adjust to them both being inside of her.
At the same fucking time.
Logan was watching Sam’s face and when she leaned in to kiss Elijah, he knew she was relaxing somewhat. He continued to watch as the kiss heated, their mouths fumbling as they attempted to inhale one another and only then did he start moving. Sam moaned, trying to grind down against them but it was difficult to do in this position.
Note to self: Next time, try this in a bed.
“Ahh, fuck,” Elijah groaned. “Your pussy’s so tight, Sam. You’re gonna make me come.”
Logan picked up the pace, thrusting into her right alongside Elijah’s cock.
Neither of them was wearing a condom which made the sensation… too fucking good.
“Oh, yes,” Sam moaned. “More,” she pleaded, “harder, Logan. I’m so close.”
Logan adjusted his stance, giving himself more traction as he began to thrust into her relentlessly. A fine sheen of sweat coated his entire body, his clothes sticking to him as he fucked his wife while Elijah was buried inside of her.
She was double stuffed and the thought had him barreling close to the edge once again.
“Faster,” Elijah groaned. And Logan gave him what he asked for, ramming into her, unable to fully retreat, but enough so that the friction became intoxicating.
“Yes!” Sam bellowed. “God, yes! I’m coming!”
“Fuck!” Logan stilled as her muscles locked onto them both, milking him.
“Ahh!” Elijah groaned at the same time Logan’s release ripped through him.
Several minutes later, with Sam back on her feet, they stood there trying to catch their breaths. Elijah was holding most of their combined weights because Logan was barely able to keep himself upright.
“That was a first,” Sam finally said, breaking the silence.
Elijah glanced at Logan, his eyes reflecting his disbelief. “Really?”
“Yeah,” Logan admitted as he tried to regulate his breathing.
“Well, hell.”
“What?” Sam asked, shifting so she could look up at both of them.
“Nothing. I’m just wondering what other firsts we can look forward to.”
“Don’t worry, I’m sure there’ll be plenty more,” Sam suggested optimistically.
Yeah, Logan had absolutely no doubt about that.
Epilogue
Three months later…
Elijah sat on the bed, glancing at the box sitting on the floor at his feet. He’d sliced open the tape a few seconds ago, but now he just needed a minute.