Page 59 of Complete Me

He strokes my cheek, and the lust and smugness in his eyes are replaced with so much affection that my heart clenches in my chest. “No, babe, I’m fine.”

Carefully, and with more agility than I knew I had, I turn around to face him. I’m not completely sure I believe him, but there’s no point in arguing the point while he’s balls deep in my ass. “I don’t ever want you to hurt because of me.” He holds my gaze for a long moment, and it’s so full of affection, so open. I never want him to look at me any other way. Because I’m in love with him. Still? Again? It doesn’t matter. It’s how I feel, it’s real, and I’ll be damned if I’m going to let it slip through my fingers again. “I only ever want to make you feel good. Happy.”

He leans his forehead against mine and smiles. “You do, babe.” He glances at Kaino. “You both do.” Holding out his hand, he waits for Kaino to take it, tugging them closer. Their lips meet in a slow, heart-melting kiss that I desperately want to be a part of. So I lean in, caressing their mouths with my own, our tongues stroking each other.

At first, it’s a bit awkward. Which isn’t surprising given that none of us have ever done this before. Or so I assume. But we quickly find a position and rhythm that has my cock throbbing, my body tingling, and Bjorn’s hips grinding up into my ass again. I pull back, my gaze darting between them. “I want you both. Please.” I stroke my hand down Bjorn’s cheek, his beard tickling my palm. “I want to make you both feel good.” I turn to Kaino, sliding my fingers into their hair. “Please.” There’s a vulnerability in Kaino’s eyes that I’ve never seen before, and it tugs at my heart. I’m not in love with them. Yet. But I care deeply for them, and with a little more time, I know I’ll be there. In love with two amazing people who picked me. And damn if that doesn’t make me feel incredible. I smile reassuringly at them. “Let me make you feel as amazing as you both make me feel.”

Bjorn ducks his head and nuzzles into my neck, his beard tickling me, sending tingles along my skin. “You already do. You feel so fucking good riding me like this.”

He bites down on the muscle at the base of my neck as he grinds upward, and I gasp, my fingers clenching in Kaino’s hair, our eyes still locked on each other. “Don’t you have something you’re supposed to be doing?”

Their eyes sparkle, and the familiar half smirk appears. “Are you being a brat, brat?”

I shake my head, grinning back. “Not at all. Do you want me to ask? Beg? Please, Sir.” Lust flares in Kaino’s eyes. “Suck my cock?”

Bjorn groans and repositions us so my back is firmly against his chest, our sweat-damp skin pressed together. “Ride me, baby.”

No need to ask me twice. I get my knees under me and slowly roll my hips, grinding down on Bjorn’s deliciously thick cock. “Like this?”

He rests his big hands on my hips, steadying me. “Yeah. Just like that. You feel so good.”

Kaino drops between Bjorn’s spread legs, propping themselves up on their elbow as they lean in and nibble at my thigh. It feels nice, but not as nice as Bjorn’s cock, which is nudging at my prostate. I rotate my hips, tilting them up, then back, trying to find the angle that will allow the nudge to turn into constant pressure. I’m so focused that I miss what I’m sure are several key steps because, without warning, my cock is engulfed in wet heat and suction. “Oh, fuck!” My very confused body rocks back and forth, grinding down, then thrusting forward, trying to fuck myself on Bjorn’s cock and into Kaino’s mouth, doing neither with any grace. But damn if it doesn’t feel magnificent. Kaino’s tongue strokes over the head, teasing under the ridge, dipping into the slit. Every part of my body is tingling with pleasure, and it won’t take long for me to come. Not with my ass full and my cock in a vacuum. “Fuck this feels so good.”

“You’re so fucking tight, Xander. Your ass keeps clenching around my cock.” Bjorn’s hips jerk under me, and his head drops against the wall with a thud. “Oh, fuuuck yeah, Kaino. Do that again.” A stab of jealousy pierces my chest, and I slow my movements. Did he just…

Kaino pops their lips from my cock, their voice rough with lust but still commanding as they slide backwards, dropping off the end of the bed, kneeling at the edge. “Come here. Tilt your hips, Bjorn.”

I gasp as Bjorn’s strong arms pin me in place. He shuffles us down the bed with my body still impaled on his cock, stopping when his ass is at the edge of the mattress and my dick is once again positioned at Kaino’s lips. Bjorn lets go of my waist and pulls his knees up, letting them fall open. “How’s that?” Kaino’s wicked chuckle is their only reply.

This position somewhat limits my movement, but it does give me Bjorn’s thighs to leverage against. I grind against him, gasping with a delicious mix of pleasure-pain as he slips even deeper inside me. Bjorn groans and grips my hips. “Fuck. You feel—oh fuck!”

Bjorn thrusts up, driving deeper, and I gasp, breath ripped from my lungs as I clutch onto the closest thing for balance. That turns out to be Kaino’s head. I glance down at them just before they swallow me down again. I fist my fingers into their hair and hold on for dear life. “God, yes, yes, yes.” My words punctuate each roll of my hips, my senses overwhelmed and my body buzzing with pleasure as, transfixed, I watch my cock disappear between Kaino’s plush lips. Their tongue swirls around the head, teasing the slit, hollowing their cheeks, creating the perfect suction. There’s no way I’ll last through more than a few minutes of this, and I don’t even care. It’s sublime.

I glance down at Kaino and see his fingers stroking in and out of Bjorn’s ass. That must be why Bjorn shouted. I rock my hips in counterpoint to the rhythm Kaino sets, pulling up as his fingers slide in. It’s sexy and naughty, and seeing how we’re physically connected, imagining what we would look like if someone saw us… “Oh, Jesus.” Lust slams into me like a sledgehammer, all but melting my brain, sending me right to the edge. “God, I’m gonna come.” My voice is rough with desire, my cock throbbing in Kaino’s wet mouth, my balls aching with the unbearable pressure of my impending orgasm. Kaino looks up at me through their lashes, grinning wickedly around my cock as they drop a hand down between their legs and stroke themselves quickly. “Oh, god.”

I tug on Kaino’s hair, and they understand my meaning, quickly sliding me from between their lips and releasing themself to wrap their fist around my cock. With brutal force, my orgasm tears through me, my muscles clenching with each intense pulse, forcing copious amounts of come over Kaino’s hand.

Beneath me, Bjorn roars, his fingers digging into my thighs, clutching me against his hips as his body rocks with the force of his orgasm. Kaino releases me from their grip, holding my gaze as they stiffen and their mouth opens in a silent wail. I lean forward, desperate to see. Come spurts over their hand, dripping onto the towel I hadn’t noticed them put down. Our eyes meet, both panting through the lingering euphoria. With a groan, I push onto my knees, feeling Bjorn’s softening cock slip from my body, but before I can move further, he pulls me next to him on the bed, wrapping a muscular arm around my waist. He holds his other arm out. “Kaino, come be with us. Please?”

Kaino finishes wiping off their hand and tosses the towel at Bjorn. “Not until you clean up.” Their voice is winded, and their cheeks are flushed. “With my luck, I’ll end up in the wet spot. Or glued to your side.”

I snort.

“Better you than me.” We all know Bjorn doesn’t really feel that way. He’d lay in a million wet spots for either one of us. That’s how much he cares. I grin dopily at my ridiculous train of thought.

Bjorn grabs the towel from his chest and quickly wipes himself down before offering the towel to me. With a grimace, I consider my options. I could clean up in the bathroom, which would involve getting up but give me a bit of privacy and a fresh towel, or I could use the offered, somewhat gross, but convenient cloth. Bjorn chuckles and tosses it at my chest. “It’s not that bad. You can find a clean spot.”

Exhaustion wins, and I carefully pick up the damp fabric, find a not completely disgusting part, and wipe myself down. Uncaring, I toss it onto the floor when I’m done. “Someone else can deal with that.”

Bjorn crawls up the bed, and I follow. He kisses my cheek and tucks me against his side. “I will. It’s the least I can do after that epic orgasm the two of you just gave me. Now, Doc, why don’t you take a nap before dinner?”

God, a nap sound amazing. “What if I sleep too long? I won’t sleep tonight.”

Kaino sits on the edge of the bed. “I’ll set my alarm for two hours. We can eat late. Okay?”

They’re being so incredibly sweet, it’s making my eyes prickle. “You sure?”

Bjorn kisses my forehead. “Yeah, babe. We’re sure. Go to sleep.”

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