Page 55 of Lost (Powertools: The Shields 2)

Marcus shed his anxieties in an instant. He grinned as he took one each of Knox’s and Kennedy’s hands then marched into the bedroom, dragging them along with him. Carefully, he helped tip Knox onto the bed, shaking his head. “You’ve got to quit getting busted up so we can do this properly some time.”

Knox laughed at that.

“I’ll try my best.” He winced and rolled onto his stomach. “I don’t think I can handle the bottom today, guys.”

“Then why don’t you fuck me instead?” Marcus asked.

Knox sputtered. “I…uh…are you sure? ’Cause, yeah, I’d be up for that.”

“Obviously.” Kennedy smirked. “You don’t need a medical degree to diagnose what’s happening in your shorts right now.”

They laughed, but Knox stayed still, waiting for Marcus to answer him. Marcus shrugged. “Seems fitting. You took Kennedy’s virginity. Might as well take mine too.”

“Hold on. You’ve never had someone in your ass before?” Knox sat up then.

Marcus shook his head. “I never imagined this is how my love life would turn out, but I’m not about to argue with the universe when it feels this good.”

“We haven’t even gotten started yet,” Knox promised him.

Kennedy put her hand on Marcus’s shoulder and pressed until he joined Knox on the bed as if she was presenting him to her boyfriend. Then she climbed on behind him.

They spent what might have been hours simply holding each other and kissing slowly, their hands wandering over every inch of each other as if to reassure themselves that the three of them were still there and whole. Maybe in a way they never had been before.

Marcus was confident Kennedy had meant what she’d said earlier. That he’d won her heart independently of their new relationship with Knox. She didn’t lie and neither did her sighs and moans as the three of them enjoyed each other.

He let himself relax at the center of his two lovers, thrilled that although they’d both claimed he was their rock, they were his sanctuary too. Knox shifted so that he could bury his face in Kennedy’s pussy, and when she’d come, he lifted her on top of Marcus so she could slide down his length. Only when they were locked together seamlessly did Marcus wrap her in his arms and roll so that she was tucked beneath him.

He rocked within her as Knox prepared his ass, opening him before easing inside. Marcus’s eyes were opened wide, both to an entirely new level of rapture and the freedom that came from not only loving but allowing himself to accept the sometimes messy affection that these two people had for him.

It might not always be perfect, but as long as they were willing to work on it together, he had no doubt that it would last forever.

Unlike him.

They came together slowly, gently, without the frantic edge they’d possessed each time before when they were constantly trying to outrun some hidden enemy that they’d carried within them all along. Marcus felt full, complete, and surrounded by love as he pressed, slid, and ground into Kennedy. He kissed her, caressed her, and promised her the world as Knox did the same to them both.

And when Marcus felt himself losing control, Knox cried out their names.

Marcus’s ass tightened on Knox’s dick and drew the other man closer to the brink with him.

But it was Kennedy, who went stiff beneath them both then looked up with pure devotion and bliss in her eyes, that triggered both men to fall with her.

She came in rolling waves that sucked Marcus’s cock even deeper inside her where he unloaded every drop of his release, flooding her as Knox did the same to his ass. The heat and certainty that washed over the deepest places of his being brought Marcus the most complete satisfaction he’d ever experienced.

And if he was lucky, as it seemed he truly was, he might get to experience that same overpowering love and contentment every night for the rest of his life.

Marcus flipped onto his back and gathered both Knox and Kennedy to his chest. He hugged them as they exchanged a sweet kiss before each of them said at the same time, “I love you.”

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