Page 67 of Five Days

“You’re sure?” Zack asked.

“Mmm.”

Zack nodded at me, and I gritted my teeth and gave our boy what he wanted. Longer, slower strokes became shorter. Faster.

Landon grunted between us, and Zack wrapped his arms around him, holding him still for our plundering. Curses spilled from all of our lips, but I barely heard them for how harshly my pulse thrummed in my ears. The whooshing of blood dictated my rhythm, and I thrust into heaven with a knuckled grip on Landon’s cheeks and my restraint.

I wouldn’t let go until Landon did.

“So. Good.” He gasped, one hand ripping at the sheet beside Zack’s head, the other yanking on the man’s hair.

At least Zack had finally closed his eyes, lost in a haze of lust rather than making me drown in desire to gain access to his heart.

“Gonna come for us, Lan?” I rasped, still thrusting with every intent to fill him up with my cum when I wanted to do the same with the man beneath us too.

“Yes—fuck yes.”

Zack groaned. “Soak my skin, baby. Shoot that spunk all the fuck over us. Make a mess on me.” His words tipped Landon over, and his asshole clenched around us as he cried out.

“Fuck yeah. Just like that.” Zack stabbed deep, his dick pulsing against mine.

I cursed and let loose. Shots of my seed flowed through my shaft, painting Landon’s insides and the condom covering Zack’s dick. I’d rather have him bare and marked as well, but it was still the most satisfying climax of my entire life.

My hips stuttered, and I managed a few short strokes while emptying myself completely, peace flooding my soul.

We panted, and my ears rang.

“Oh. My. God.” Landon shuddered hard, and I made shushing noises while soothing every inch of his skin I could reach. He would be overwhelmed in body and spirit, hopefully in a good way, and I wished to prolong his enjoyment for as long as possible.

Zack lay quietly, his lips pressed to Landon’s mussed, sweaty hair. Eyes closed, he appeared more relaxed than I’d seen him in our days together. Completely sated. Perhaps even as peaceful as me.

Fingers crossed.

We were all in desperate need of a shower, but I didn’t see Landon moving anytime soon, nor did I want to leave him alone while he came back down from our intense fucking.

Zack’s cock slipped free first, and I sighed at the loss. Our time as one had come to an end, taking with it the tranquility I’d experienced while being wrapped up with my two lovers.

I backed out slowly, hating to cause Landon discomfort, but the sight of his gaping hole and the ooze of my cum was beautiful, stilling my unrest. Groaning, I spread his hole wide with my thumbs.

“Push it back in,” Landon whispered, and I gave him what he demanded, reaching deep inside his sopping hole with two fingers to hopefully ease the ache of his emptiness. “Keep them there for just a little longer?”

I bent down and kissed along his spine, scooting away until I could check to make sure we hadn’t torn him. His hole appeared well used, red and puffy, but no damage had been done.

Cum oozed out around my fingers, sliding down his taint, dripping onto Zack’s flaccid cock beneath.

Landon shivered, and I kissed both ass cheeks.

“Okay?” I asked, caressing his left globe while studying the back of his head where he still burrowed his face against Zack.

“I’m good,” Landon promised with a muffled voice, and I slid my fingers free from his ass.

Zack’s hands took up the soothing motion of stroking over his skin from his shoulders to his waist. He kissed Landon’s hair again, swallowing hard, a pained expression etched on his face where moments ago he’d seemed at rest. There was no way that man didn’t love Landon. Zack clung to him as though he never wanted to let go.

The urge to do the same sank its claws into me, and I had difficulty not wrapping my arms around them both as though I could make Zack stay.

Our eyes met, and I bit my tongue to keep pleading words from spilling past my lips. I wouldn’t force, nor would I beg. He had to decide about our shared future without prompting.

“Can I take care of you?” I asked instead, my heart still racing. One step at a time. Perhaps that would be enough to sway him toward what both Landon and I hoped for.

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