Page 48 of Jamie
He met Silas’s gaze and they shared a smile. Their boy was a natural, a sensual, needy wonder.
“Just going to get better,” he promised as he worked his way in a little deeper. Then he pulled almost out before moving back in an inch or two. He was going to take this as slow as he needed to.
Even if it threatened to make him lose his mind.
Silas shifted below them, eyes crossing as he rubbed up against Jamie. Someone else was losing their mind at the slow pace. Holding back his chuckle, he pushed in a little deeper, Jamie’s body seeming to grab at him and suck him in even more.
Groaning, he made himself still again.
“More, dammit.” That wasn’t Jamie.
“Patience, lover.” He tugged most of the way out again, then slid forward, fucking Jamie nice and slow.
Silas pinched one of Jamie’s nipples, and he squeezed Bran’s cock.
“Mmm. Do that again, lover.” He pushed a little deeper and groaned when Silas did it again, Jamie tightening around him. “Fuck, that’s perfect.”
“More than,” Jamie admitted.
He kissed the back of Jamie’s neck again, then started moving more consistently. He kept it careful, gentle, but he pushed in deeper, then drew back without pausing.
Silas nodded. “Just like that, love. He’s feeling you.”
Jamie wasn’t the only one. He was feeling it, too. Like being buried in hot, silky heaven. He continued moving, continued sliding into the best place in the world.
“Don’t stop…” Jamie rolled his head and moaned. “Please. You… I’m full of you.”
“Not stopping.” He would have if Jamie had asked; this was the boy’s first time on his cock, and he needed it to be good. But doing so would have taken everything in him. Thank the gods hedidn’t have to. “Gonna just keep doing this.” And if he had his way, never have to stop, though he knew that was impossible. This kind of pleasure couldn’t be sustained.
“So beautiful. You both make me so hard.” Silas writhed under Jamie.
He slid his fingers along Silas’s side, giving his lover more sensation and whispered into their boy’s ear. “Is he hard, Jamie? Does watching us make him need?”
“Uh. Uh-huh.” Jamie began to meet his thrusts.
“Watching us and you rubbing up against him both.” He moved a little faster, giving Jamie more now that he had their boy’s participation, telling him Jamie was ready.
Jamie took him, body tight but yielding at once.
All of a sudden, Jamie took an intake of breath and tightened around him, Silas grinning like a monkey. Oh, his lover was touching Jamie where he couldn’t see. Good deal.
He moved faster, his own orgasm sitting right in the base of his spine, just waiting.
Their boy was bound, orgasm held back, and Silas was driving him mad. There were near constant moans, and the tightness around his cock fluttered and increased as they pushed Jamie together.
Bran bit his lower lip, distracting himself a tiny bit because he wasn’t ready yet to come and have it be over.
He wanted it to last for days. He knew it wasn’t the last time they’d make love, but it was the only time it would be Jamie’s first time with him. He kissed Jamie’s nape, let his tongue drag over the warm skin and loving the little shiver that drew out.
“Pretty baby…” Silas whispered. “Our sweet boy.”
He smiled down at Silas and nodded. Jamie was theirs, no question.
He knew it—he should always listen to his Silas.
Thrusting faster, he shifted slightly, looking to find Jamie’s gland.
“Oh god…” Jamie gasped, his head tossing. “Please.”
