Page 16 of The Princess, the Prick & the Priest (Confessions 4)

“You two like this,” Robbie said, as Priest began sliding his slick fingers up and down Julien’s crack. “I… It’s just… Fuck. It’s so goddamn hot. And I’m always so caught up in how I feel that I never get to just…watch.”

Julien’s dick throbbed at Robbie’s words, not to mention Priest’s fingers. But Robbie didn’t have to justify his wants to them. They knew perfectly well what a turn-on it was to watch one another, and just as Julien was about to tell him that, Priest chose that moment to push a finger inside.

Julien’s hands flexed around the covers, and as Priest dragged it out and did it again, Julien shoved back, taking that finger in as far as it would go.

“Christ, you’re fucking tight, Julien,” Priest said as he pulled his finger free and rubbed the pad of his thumb over the pucker he was now pouring a liberal amount of lube on. “We’re going to have to get you nice and stretched before anything bigger than my fingers get in you. It’s been a while since this ass has had my cock in it.”

Julien’s arms trembled at Priest’s words. It had been a while. Months in fact. Now that Robbie was a permanent part of their lives, the three of them had shifted into the roles that came most naturally to them. But Julien had to admit, he was eager to give Robbie this and feel Priest once again consume him.

As two of Priest’s fingers slowly eased inside, Julien gnashed his teeth together, and his eyes moved up Robbie’s body to the hand that was methodically working his length. His creamy skin had a light sheen over it, and the evidence of his arousal was helping him get a nice, sticky slide going.

“Viens ici,” Julien said, and he wondered if Robbie would follow the order, considering he was the one who was giving them tonight. But when Robbie shifted closer on the mattress, bringing that luscious cock mere inches from his lips, Julien aimed his eyes up at Robbie and said, “Laisse-moi te goûter. Let me taste you.”

With a shameless grin, Robbie said, “I would love that. But where are your manners, Jules?”

Priest’s deep chuckle rumbled around the room, and Julien gripped the covers a little tighter as he stared into Robbie’s gorgeous face. The cheeky minx was paying him back for that moment earlier in the kitchen.

“Laisse-moi te goûter,” Julien said again, and then ran his tongue across his lower lip. “S’il te plaît.”

Robbie practically purred as he painted his sticky fingers along the same path Julien had just traced with his tongue. And when the salty taste of him hit Julien’s senses, Priest slid three fingers inside and leaned across Julien’s back. “Please give me your mouth, sweetheart.”

As Robbie moved that final inch closer to kiss Priest, the sound they made as their lips met and their fingers moved in and out of him was one of the most erotic things Julien had ever heard.

His cock ached as he continued to work it, and then Priest said, “So you want to watch me fuck our Frenchman, do you?”

“Ah huh,” Robbie said, his voice breathy, his body swaying even closer until his cock brushed the corner of Julien’s cheek. “It’s my go-to fantasy. The two of you together like this.”

“Really…” Priest said, as he removed his fingers from Julien’s body and began to drag the head of his erection up and down Julien’s channel. Teasing salopard.

“Mhmm,” Robbie said. “Always. Even before we all— Ahh.”

Robbie ceased talking as Julien captured his erection between his lips and sucked, and not a second later, Priest grabbed hold of Julien’s hips and entered him with one solid thrust.

JULIEN’S BODY WAS as tight as a vise, and as Priest’s cock disappeared inside, he dug his fingers into his husband’s hips and didn’t stop until his balls were brushing up against Julien’s hot skin.

It had been a long time since he’d been inside Julien, and the toe-curling pleasure Priest got from having him spread open like this made him feel high as a fucking kite.

Robbie’s eyes were riveted to Julien’s stretched hole, and his hands were now fisted in his hair, and if Priest hadn’t been gritting his teeth in an effort not to come, he would’ve told Robbie how much he approved of this birthday present.

As it was, Priest was having a difficult time keeping a leash on his control, and when Julien clenched his muscles and they contracted around his length, Priest cursed. “Do that again, Julien, and I’m going to drill you into this mattress.”

Robbie shoved his hips forward at the threat, sliding deeper between Julien’s full lips, and then smoothed his hand down Julien’s neck to his back. “Shit. I was so right. He has the best ass on the planet.”

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