Gasping, their kiss ended as the stretch turned to burn. He hovered above Destiny for a while, delighting in the sensations roaring through his body, even as his mind battled back his nerves. Once conquered, his body relaxed and there was only pleasure.
A whole fucking lot of it.
“God, Brandon, do it. I can"t wait much longer,” he begged.
His eyes popped open when Destiny"s long fingers wrapped around his cock. Was she trying to kill him? She looked both surprised and amused. “Brandon, he"s as hard as a rock,” she said over his shoulder.
Brandon"s fingers stopped their torment. “Really?”
“What? Is that wrong?” he asked, exasperated. What did they expect?
Brandon"s fingers thrust deep, deeper still and spread. Patrick sucked air through his nose and bucked his hips to slide his shaft through the tunnel of Destiny"s fingers.
Destiny laughed. “I was worried you"d be too nervous to really enjoy it the first time. I should have had more faith.”
“Yeah, you should have,” he gasped. Brandon was being far less gentle now than before Destiny had announced his state of arousal. Christ. It was only making it worse.
Better.
A particularly intense stretch brought his head up, his back arched, his heart hammering.
Then he was empty.
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Ready. He needed this now.
The nervousness was gone. Forgotten. Patrick had never anticipated a single moment more in his life.
Brandon"s fingers clenched Patrick"s hips almost painfully as his swollen crown came to press against Patrick"s anus. Brandon stopped there, not pushing forward, not moving, while Patrick"s heart pounded in his ears and anticipation tightened every muscle in his body. Patrick wondered what possible sign he could offer to Brandon to make him move.
Unwilling to wait, he shoved himself back and forced Brandon"s cock through the resistance of tight muscles and nerves.
“Oh, fuck!” Brandon groaned, his hands convulsing on Patrick"s hips.
His mind spun as he tried to process what was happening. Brandon was in. In his body. Heat blasted through him, stealing his breath and his determination to rush onward. It wasn"t replaced by fear, though. It was replaced by so many overwhelming feelings, he could only hold himself still and experience each of them. He hoped to capture each in his memory, even as he knew they"d be lost to the blur of his emotions.
Most of all love. So much fucking love.
Destiny"s palms on his cheeks brought his focus back to her beautiful face beneath his. Their eyes locked, they said nothing.
Brandon rocked forward, sinking further and then retreated. Patrick held himself still, yet his body brushed Destiny"s in a thousand places. Each thrust took Brandon deeper, filled Patrick further, stretched him wider until he thought he might explode.
Brandon"s hips bucked one last time, coming to rest against the curve of his ass. Christ, it felt like Brandon was lodged right up next to his heart.
Brandon"s arms came around his chest, his face pressing between Patrick"s shoulder blades as he held Patrick tight, his hot panting breath brushing across his oversensitized skin. Destiny peeled one of Brandon"s hands away from Patrick and laced her fingers through his, bringing their joined hands to her lips.
“God, I love you both so much,” Brandon said, his voice quiet but clear.
Patrick nodded, unable to speak, and stared down at Destiny. He watched the tears spill over and down her cheeks, even as she smiled up at him and squeezed Brandon"s hand.
Time suspended, Patrick hovered between his lovers.
He thought he might like to stay that way forever. His body was in so much chaos, he thought he might not have a choice. His nervous system seemed to have been honed down to a single, endless scream of pleasure that emanated from the thick presence in his ass and shot out to every pore on his body. His skin burned where it touched Destiny, where it rubbed along Brandon"s.
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He hadn"t ever considered there could be more than what he"d already felt for these two people, but now there was the bone-deep satisfaction for having discovered something incredible. Something he hadn"t even known he"d been looking for.
That perfect connection with the only two people he had ever been in love with.
Would only ever be in love with.
He sucked in deep breaths, desperate to keep from blowing apart immediately.
Destiny"s hand had fallen away from his cock, as if understanding his frayed control. Is this how she felt when he was buried in her? Was it how Brandon felt when he"d buried himself in his ass? Had he been taking them to this place without understanding?
Because now he knew. To bring someone you love into your body was an unimaginable intimacy until experienced firsthand. Unimaginable.
Another deep draught of cool air was meant to help him, but rather than settle him, it brought forward the all-consuming need to move. He needed to know the rest.
Shifting his legs to gain better purchase, he pressed his face to Destiny"s as Bran"s cock moved inside him. Patrick shuddered even as he slid his knee up beneath him, forcing it against the anchor of the butt plug still lodged in her ass. She arched against him, her hand curling around and tugging the length of this cock.
Shit. Shitshitshitshit.
Now. He needed to move now.
He clenched the sheets in his hands to anchor himself to the bed. He was about to swivel his hips when Brandon sat up and dug his fingers into Patrick"s hips.
“Oh, no you don"t,” Brandon promised in a voice Patrick had never heard before.
“You can top from the bottom another time. Right now, I get to be in charge.” Electricity raced down Patrick"s spine as Brandon slid his long, thick cock almost entirely from Patrick"s body, tearing a gasp from deep his chest.
The burn, the rub, the clench was more consuming than Patrick had ever dreamed possible.
