Harris had settled on Sam’s side, shaking his head. He was smiling, though, and stroking his own cock. “You gonna wax lyrical about Sam’s hole?”
“Maybe also his cock.” Valen grinned, reaching up. “I love how Sam’s tip pushes out when he gets horny. It’s like it can’t control itself and it wants to come out and play.”
Sam squirmed. At six months, his belly was big, enough that he couldn’t see most of his cock. So he had no idea what Valen was doing, other than squeezing him, stroking him, dipping his finger under Sam’s foreskin.
“But it’s best when I stroke him and fuck him at the same time,” Valen said, flicking his tongue over Sam’s hole. “‘Cuz then he makes these sweet sounds. Like.... that.”
Valen shoved his tongue into Sam again, and cupped Sam’s balls with one hand, dragging down his foreskin with the other. Then he flicked his thumb against the sensitive spot under Sam’s tip, and Sam gasped.
Sam liked doing this with Valen, with Harris watching them. Sometimes, Valen touched Harris and told Sam everything he loved about Harris’ body. Then he’d do the same with Sam, and Harris would smile, his dark gaze trailing over them both.
Not all their sex involved the three of them sliding and rutting—sometimes it was Sam and Harris, with Valen watching. Sometimes it was Valen and Harris, and Sam walking in on them. It was good, intimate. Harris would fuck into Valen, and then smirk up at Sam.
Harris reached over now, grabbing Valen’s balls. Valen gasped and rocked into his hand. Then Valen took Sam’s cock into his mouth, and Sam moaned, pleasure thrumming through his nerves.
“You never talk about your own body,” Harris said, closing his fist around Valen’s hard cock. Valen growled, shoving into his hand. Then Harris released him, and Valen bared his teeth.
“Touch me, Big H.” Valen rolled his hips, pushing his cock at Harris.
“You like this, Sam?” Harris stroked down Valen’s cock, then back up.
Sam squirmed. He always liked looking at Valen’s body. Better yet if Harris touched Valen, made him hard.
“Put this inside Sam,” Harris said, tapping on Valen’s cock. “Get him wet.”
Valen groaned. He licked all over Sam’s hole, leaning up to suck Sam’s balls into his mouth. They drew up tight, and Sam’s cock throbbed, his body growing heavy with slick.
“Very nice,” Harris murmured, reaching between them. He slid a finger knuckle-deep into Sam’s hole, then out. Dragged his fingertip around Sam’s entrance, before wiping his slick on Valen’s cock. It jumped against his hand.
“You’re both so damn hot,” Valen growled. He took Sam’s cock into his mouth, licking around him, slipping his tongue under Sam’s skin. Then he let Sam’s cock slip out of his mouth, reaching down to stroke himself.
Sam grabbed his own cheeks, spread himself for Valen.
Valen rumbled, and so did Harris. Their gazes roved hungrily over Sam, pausing at his hole. Both of them wanted to be inside. Sam dripped.
“You should fuck him, Big H,” Valen rasped.
“Nah, you fuck him,” Harris said. “I’ll take my time.”
“What about both of you?” Sam whined, lifting his hips.
Valen growled, leaning in to take Sam’s nipples into his mouth. This brought his tip up against Sam’s ass, leaving a trail of precome over his skin. Sam writhed, trying to align their bodies together. He wanted the weight of his alpha inside him, claiming him.
Harris reached under Valen’s cock, pushing two fingers into Sam. Sam gasped, and Harris swirled his fingers around inside. Pushed down on Sam’s prostate. Pleasure jolted through Sam’s body; he cried out.
“Fuck, Big H,” Valen rumbled against Sam’s chest. “Do that again.”
“Gods, you’re wet,” Harris murmured. Swirled his fingers around Sam’s prostate, and pressed down hard. Sam jerked. Valen growled.
When Harris slid his fingers out, they glistened. Harris dragged Sam’s slick down his own cock, stroking it into his skin. Sam’s hole squeezed. He needed his alpha inside him. Either one. Both of them. “Valen, please.”
Valen dragged the points of his teeth over Sam’s nipples, sucked on them. Then he nudged Sam’s hole with the tip of his cock, and sank in. Sam stretched, his breath rushing out. It was always a pleasure, taking Valen’s cock.
But Valen slid out. Then he pressed back inside, coating more of his cock with Sam’s slick. He dipped in and out, deeper each time, until he sank in fully, thick and heavy. Sam panted.
“Now fill him with your seed,” Harris murmured, stroking his own cock. “You want that, Sam? Valen giving you another baby?”
Gods, Sam would have all of Valen’s babies, and Harris’, too.
“Please,” he gasped.
Valen groaned, thrusting deep into him. Ever since the ultrasound, Valen had been going slow, careful with Sam’s body.
Sam understood, but at the same time, he needed more. Needed a thorough fucking, Valen’s cock shoving into him. “Harder, Valen. Please.”
Valen growled, catching Sam’s knees, pinning them open on either side of him. Then he straddled Sam, legs apart, and thrust his cock in. Brushed right up against Sam’s prostate. Sam arched, his cock throbbing, his senses flooded with pleasure.
“Very nice,” Harris murmured as Valen picked up his speed, his cock surging inside. Sam groaned.
There was a snap of plastic, one that Sam barely heard.
Then Valen gasped above Sam, and his eyes grew wide.
Sam opened his eyes, found Harris’ bronzed thighs on either side of Valen’s hips. Valen slowed his thrusts. Then he groaned, and his cock jerked inside Sam.
“Fuck,” Valen rasped, like his breath had been knocked out of his lungs.
Harris had entered him. Sam watched as Harris wrapped his arms around Valen’s waist, and Valen jerked forward, into Sam.
“Fuck, Harris,” Valen gasped, his pupils dilated.
It was intimate, watching Harris fuck Valen. More so when Valen was inside Sam, his expression unguarded, pleasured.
Then Harris leaned in, looking over Valen’s shoulder with a smirk. “This good for you, Sam?”
“Yeah,” Sam breathed, and Harris slammed into Valen again, sharp and hard. Valen groaned, his cock sliding deeper into Sam.
Valen began moving, fucking harder.
