Page 148 of His Boys to Protect

At the same moment, Skylar whispered, “Daddy?”

Ward smiled at both of them. “It's okay. You've been waiting almost ten years for this moment. I want this for you.”

Charlie rolled his head.Both?he signed, then gestured at himself and Ward.

“We can't both fit there at the same time,” Ward pointed out. “And I think Sky specifically wants us both to comethere.”

Skylar nodded emphatically. “I need it there,” he insisted, sounding desperate. “It has to be there. It's finally safe. I don't have to be afraid of potential consequences anymore. And it has to be you. Both of you. Please!”

Oh. Charlie considered that. He heard the intensity of Skylar's voice. The depth of importance in his words. His poor Sky had been on-edge every time he'd had sex over the past decade, always worried that a condom might fail. That he might catch a disease. Or, worse: that he might become pregnant and have his entire identity shattered.

Charlie would rather have died than see his Sky suffer like that.

So even he had been a little on-edge whenever they had sex. Condoms weren't a guarantee. Charlie never realized, until that moment, just how tense he'd always felt. Even when he gave himself over to the need for relief, there had always been that little hint of worry holding him back from completely letting go.

But now it was safe. Now Skylar was free.

Charlie paused, cradled between Skylar's legs, and let out a shuddering breath. His penis was naked. And it was touching his Sky. Soon, it would be nakedinsidehis Sky. All the underlying worry and tension were gone.

In their place, the freedom felt almost too overwhelming.

“Charlie?” Ward asked. “What do you need?”

Charlie trembled. It was all he could do to balance his weight as he signed,Help.

“Okay.” Ward kissed him on the temple. “Daddy help.” He grabbed Charlie's penis and guided it into place.

The moment the head breached Skylar's body, Charlie lost all control. He thrust in as deep as he could go, then collapsed on top of Skylar with a desperate cry. It felt so good. Too good!

“Oh fuck, Charlie,” Skylar gasped.

Charlie waited, fully expecting Skylar to rattle off a string of curses or other dirty talk, but nothing came. He lifted his head and looked down.

Skylar's eyes were wide, and a tear ran down his temple.

Charlie sucked in a breath.Stop?he asked.

“No!” Skylar cried, the word coming out strangled as he threw his arms around Charlie and held on tight. “Don't stop.” He pulled Charlie close, even lifting his head off the pillow to touch their foreheads together. “Don't stop.”

“Hhnn?” Charlie reached for Ward.

“Right here, little mouse,” Ward murmured, burrowing in as close to them as he could get. “Daddy's right here.”

Charlie let out a shuddering breath, then felt Ward's hand move down to his lower back, pushing gently. “Hhng!” Charlie trembled, but he obeyed Ward's silent command. He pulled back, then thrust in again. Ward guided him, using variations in the pressure of his hand.

But it was too much. Too good. Charlie hid his face against the pillows.

“Charlie?” Skylar got out between panted breaths.

Charlie whimpered.

“Talk to us, little mouse,” Ward murmured.

Charlie lifted just enough to free one arm so he could sign,No last.

“That's okay,” Skylar said. “Charlie? Really. I mean it. That's okay.” He grabbed Charlie's hips, tugging on him, encouraging him to move. “Come inside me,” he begged. “I need that way more than I need to come myself.”

Charlie scowled at him.You no orgasm for two months!

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