Arlen

by Catherine Lievens

  “Guys, can we come back to the important stuff?” Nick asked.

  “This is important, Nick. It doesn’t look like it, but you know how things will go. Smooth in the beginning, then we’ll start to be less attentive and we’ll start fighting.”

  “Always talk before yelling. Write that down.”

  Gentry nodded and scribbled, then smirked at Arlen. “Now, what about the sex?”

  “As often as we can, in as many positions we can take,” Arlen answered right away.

  It was enough to disperse the tension that had been rising between them, and Nick saw how much Gentry relaxed with just those few words.

  “What I meant was, what do we expect from sex?” Gentry said slowly, as if looking for the best words before he did. “I’ve never had sex with two people together, or even two parallel relationships. I know how it works physically, but how do we do this in a way that won’t hurt anyone? Can we have sex only in two, or should that be something reserved for when we’re all present?”

  “I think our first time should be all together,” Nick answered. “After that... I’m not sure yet. I think this between us is as much three different relationships as one big one, so maybe we should carve out some time to spend in two.”

  “I don’t know if I can know you and Arlen are having sex without feeling bad about it, though,” Gentry pointed out, his voice soft.

  “Then we’ll keep sex to us three in the beginning and talk about it later on, once we’re more secure in our relationships.”

  Gentry sighed and put his notebook down on his knees. “I know I’m the weak link in this. I’m the most insecure, because I keep thinking that your mate bond will take you away from me.”

  Arlen shook his head. “We won’t mate.” He looked at Nick, a hint of desperation in his eyes. He was afraid to lose Gentry. “Right?”

  Knowing that Arlen was already in love with Gentry made Nick envious, but surprisingly, not really jealous. “That’s fine with me.”

  Gentry chuckled weakly. “I feel like I’m taking something away from you, though. I know how wonderful a mate bond is, and I’m sorry you won’t feel that.”

  “But we don’t know how a mate bond feels, Gen,” Arlen pointed out. “It’s not like we can miss something we don’t know.”

  “What about your wolves, though?”

  “Mine’s totally in love with you,” Arlen answered right away, without any hesitation.

  Gentry’s attention turned to Nick. “What about you?”

  “It’s confused. It wants Arlen and sees you like a rival, but at the same time it loves you and wants you to be happy and it knows a three-way relationship is what will make you so. Sometimes it growls at you, when you’re with Arlen, but it’s not as aggressive as I thought it’d be. I think the wolf is slowly coming to terms with it, but it has to fight its instinct.”

  “And you? Are you jealous when me and Arlen are together? You saw us kiss, and you know I’ve been alone with him naked.”

  Nick shrugged. “It’s weird. Sometimes I’m fine with it and sometimes I’m jealous. Wait, not jealous, not really. Sometimes I see you together and I want to be there with you. That’s all.”

  Gentry looked at his notebook and nibbled on his lower lip. Arlen and Nick both looked at him and waited for him to make a decision.

  Gentry nodded. “Yes, all right. I’m in.”

  Chapter Six

  “You know, we don’t have to have sex,” Arlen told Gentry.

  Gentry looked away from the mirror, his toothbrush still in his mouth, white foam around his lips. He arched a brow in question and Arlen continued, “I know it makes you uncomfortable, and to be honest, I’d prefer it to be spontaneous.”

  Gentry spat the toothpaste in the sink and rinsed his mouth, then his toothbrush, then the sink, before drying his mouth and turning to look at Arlen. He leaned a hip against the counter and crossed his arms on his chest. “So you don’t want to have sex?”

  “I didn’t say that. Of course I want to, I’m a hot-blooded man who hasn’t been laid or even just jacked off in a year, what do you think?”

  “Then why are you proposing to wait?”

  Arlen huffed. Was it so complicated to understand? “Because I know you’re not entirely comfortable with it.”

  “And that’s why I actually want to do it.”

  “Not because I’m irresistible?” Arlen joked, trying to get the focus off his feelings.

  Gentry seemed to read right through him. He leaned forward and gave Arlen a gentle kiss. “That, too. But the fact that you’d rather keep your blue balls than hurt me is what got me. I’m not saying I’m entirely comfortable, but I hope it’ll get better once we start.”

  Gentry left the bathroom, leaving Arlen alone in front of the mirror. Arlen pressed both palms against the cool marble of the counter and looked at his reflection. He might try to always be spunky and whatever, but he was nervous as hell.

  Just like Gentry, he’d never been in a threesome, not even for only sex. Of course he knew how it worked, even though he suspected it’d be different with Gentry and Nick. They loved each other, and he loved Gentry. They’d all be respectful and all that, but it didn’t help the butterflies in Arlen’s stomach settle down. It kind of felt like right before a big exam, and a sudden image of Gentry and Nick sitting on the bed as they watched and judged Arlen’s naked body flashed in his mind.

  It would’ve been funny if it hadn’t terrified Arlen. He knew he was good-looking, but the time he’d spent in the lab, then in wolf form, had changed his body. He was thinner, scrawnier, and the fact that both Nick and Gentry had already seen him naked didn’t seem to matter.

  This was different. This was sex, and it made Arlen feel more vulnerable.

  “Arlen? Are you coming?” Gentry asked.

  Arlen heard Nick snicker and he couldn’t help but smile at the double meaning of Gentry’s words. He nodded at his reflection, took a deep breath, and turned the bathroom light off before stepping in the bedroom.

  His lovers were both on the bed, both wearing only their underwear. He climbed between them, feeling oddly vulnerable, and of course Gentry noticed.

  “Maybe we should just go to sleep? It’s been a pretty exhausting day, at least for you, Arlen.”

  “No.” Arlen settled between Gentry and Nick. “I need you, both of you. Need you to—to confirm this is what you both want. I need you to... I need you.” He needed them to love him, really, but it was too soon. They didn’t know him as well as he knew them yet, and they weren’t as starved for touch and affection as he was.

  “I do want this,” Gentry assured him. His gaze went to Nick, silently asking him to confirm it, and Nick nodded at Arlen.

  “I want it too.”

  “But you’ll both say something if you’re too uncomfortable or whatever, right?”

  “Just like you will.”

  “Yeah. Still, I wanted to make sure we’re on the same page.”

  Instead of replying in words, Nick leaned forward and kissed along Arlen’s ear, even though Arlen could feel him watching Gentry for confirmation. Arlen looked at Gentry, wanting to know the answer to that too, and Gentry’s lips twitched as his face colored. He looked a bit embarrassed, but he was smiling, and that was enough of an answer.

  “Tell us what you want,” Nick whispered into his ear.

  “You on top,” Arlen replied. “And Gentry on the bottom.”

  “We can do that.” Sliding down, he kissed the trail of hair below Arlen’s navel. Nick’s fingers were stroking over Arlen’s collarbone and lower, and Arlen moaned softly.

  “Don’t stop...”

  “Sssh,” Nick whispered. “I won’t. We won’t.”

  Arlen kept making small noises of pleasure as Nick nuzzled and licked his cock until it rose into his mouth. Gentry inched closer and put his hands on Arlen’s chest. He rubbed his nipples as Nick trailed his tongue down the back of Arlen’s cock
to his balls, opening his lips and taking both of Arlen’s balls into his mouth, then suckling gently. When Arlen’s breath quickened, he moved back and traced just the tip of his tongue along the slit.

  Arlen felt bewildered. When he’d imagined their first time together—he might have told Nick and Gentry about his threesome idea only the day before, but he’d been somewhat living with them for months, and he had a fervid imagination—Gentry had always been the one in the middle, the one Nick and Arlen had taken care of. Gentry’s hesitancy about everything had strengthened that idea, yet he was the one taking charge now, along with Nick.

  Gentry touched Nick’s cheek and he looked up from Arlen’s dick. Gentry handed him a bottle of lube and Nick popped the cap open. He slicked his fingers and returned to giving Arlen quick short licks along the length of his dick as he teased just one finger into his hole. Arlen whimpered softly when Nick brushed over his prostate.

  Nick kissed Arlen’s inner thigh, then his knee before sweeping back on his cock while Gentry played with Arlen’s nipples, stroking them with the pads of his thumbs. Arlen whimpered with increasing force along with Nick’s movements, and his hands made their way to Nick’s short hair. Nick took his mouth off Arlen’s cock and licked his thigh as he worked a second finger inside his ass.

  “Enough,” Arlen finally moaned. “Gentry, I don’t want to hurt you, so get up here.”

  Rising from beside Arlen, Gentry picked up the bottle from where Nick had put it down and Arlen heard the moist sound of the lube being spread on his fingers.

  Then Gentry’s hand was moving inside Arlen’s thigh and up to his cock, and Arlen spread his legs as he heard Nick begin to smooth the slippery stuff on his own cock. Knowing that Nick was touching himself, preparing himself to fuck him, excited Arlen just as much as watching and feeling Gentry slide his hand around Arlen’s cock to slick it before reaching between his own legs. Arlen wriggled back against Nick’s fingers when he felt them against his ass again. “Please...”

  Nick’s fingers moved away and he helped Arlen move upright until he was on his knees, back against Nick’s chest. Gentry moved in front of him and kissed him. The kiss was hot and filthy, and it was both too short yet too long. Gentry licked Arlen’s lips one last time before turning around and giving him his back. He got down on all fours, his ass up for Arlen’s taking.

  Arlen’s hand trembled as he nudged his cock against Gentry’s glistening opening. Gentry spread himself as widely as he could and cried Arlen’s name into his pillow as Arlen pushed himself inside his lover.

  “Oh fuck, Arlen, please,” Gentry moaned.

  Arlen felt Nick’s cock nudge at his own opening as he bottomed out inside Gentry. He bit his lower lip almost to blood. Gentry was so hot and tight around him as he waited for Nick to finally take him, he had the hardest time not moving right away. “I need you,” he said in a rough voice, and one of Nick’s arms slid around his waist to hold him close as he finally—finally!—slowly pushed in.

  Gentry was driven against the mattress by the force of Nick and Arlen’s combined thrusts. Arlen was lost in a swirl of sensations, his cock deep in Gentry, Nick’s deep in his own ass. He kept his eyes closed as they found a rhythm, but he couldn’t keep them that way for long. He needed to see Gentry writhe under him.

  Arlen opened his eyes again and almost came at the sight that greeted him. Gentry was so busy trying to keep his balance that he couldn’t even touch himself. Nick had one hand on Arlen’s left hip and the other one on Gentry’s, effectively pressing them so close together that there was no space between them. Arlen leaned over Gentry even more and felt Nick follow him, his chest plastered against Arlen’s back. Arlen slipped his hand around Gentry’s hip and wrapped around his cock.

  “Want you to feel good like I do. So hot, love your tight ass and your dick, love you, love you both.” Arlen heard himself talking, declaring his love to both Gentry and Nick, but he couldn’t have stopped himself even if he’d wanted to, and he didn’t. He wasn’t sure his lovers would think a sex confession was serious, but he’d tell them again and again until they believed him. The three of them were together, making love, creating bonds that would last a lifetime, and he couldn’t imagine anything he wanted more.

  Arlen struggled to hold back, but Nick was pounding into him and Gentry was rhythmically tightening around his cock. He knew that he was going to be sore after this, but it didn’t matter, he didn’t care.

  Arlen let out a soft, keening cry and Nick went still behind him. A moment later Arlen felt the uneven pulsing thrusts that meant he was coming inside Arlen. Arlen’s breath escaped in grunts as Nick continued to thrust through his orgasm, pushing Arlen into Gentry.

  Arlen’s hand never left Gentry’s cock as Arlen reached orgasm. His teeth tingled in his mouth and he felt the need to bite, to claim, but surprisingly, he wanted to sink his fangs into Gentry’s neck, not in Nick’s.

  “Nick... Arlen,” Gentry groaned, and he spurted over Arlen’s hand, falling onto the mattress as Nick propelled them all forward with one last thrust.

  Arlen wriggled a bit, feeling slightly squashed between his two lovers, and Nick rolled them all over. Once Nick’s cock had softened and slipped from his ass, Arlen turned around and kissed him, quick but deep, reaching for Gentry with his free hand.

  “All right?” he asked.

  Gentry opened his eyes and looked at Arlen.

  “Yeah. It was... different from what I imagined. I thought I’d hate the idea of Nick taking you, but I didn’t. It felt uncomfortable in the beginning, but not for long.”

  “You two need to stop talking and rest now,” Nick said.

  Arlen laughed. “What, no pillow talk? No cuddles?”

  “I want cuddles,” Gentry declared, and Arlen snuggled deeper against his side.

  Nick chuckled and pressed against Arlen’s back, curling around him and tugging Gentry even closer with his arm. Their legs tangled until Arlen couldn’t say which ones were Gentry’s and which were Nick’s.

  Gentry was grinning broadly in front of him and Arlen caught and squeezed Nick’s hand over Gentry’s side. They really were a throuple, and not just because of the sex.

  * * * *

  This time Gentry didn’t panic when he opened his eyes and saw both Nick and Arlen next to him. He wasn’t in the middle this time, but his two lovers were still plastered and twinned around him as much as they could.

  Arlen’s legs were tangled with his while Nick had one of his swung above both of them. Arlen was on his side facing Gentry, both his palms pressed against Gentry’s chest while Nick caged him with his arm. Said arm looped around Gentry’s waist, the palm of Nick’s hand pressed on the small of his back.

  He couldn’t move, but then he wasn’t completely sure he wanted to. Last night had been... illuminating. Okay, so it’d also been incredibly hot, but mostly it’d surprised Gentry. He really hadn’t expected to feel so close to Arlen, and not only physically. That part had been great, but Gentry had loved the way Arlen had looked overwhelmed to be with him and Nick. He’d even told them both he loved them, and Gentry knew how important that had been to Nick, even if they hadn’t talked about it yet.

  “Oh, ugh.”

  Gentry laughed at the sound of Arlen’s voice. “What’s wrong?”

  “I think I landed on the wet spot yesterday. It’s still wet. Ugh. And I feel crusty. I need a shower.”

  “Shut up,” Nick growled from Arlen’s other side, and Gentry couldn’t help it. He buried his face in his pillow and laughed. He felt someone push his shoulder and looked up, tears in his eyes.

  Arlen was scowling at him, but Gentry could see he wasn’t really angry. His mouth was twitching as if he was trying to stop himself from smiling, and there was an amused gleam in his eyes. “Not funny.”

  Gentry leaned forward and kissed Arlen’s nose. “We’re all crusty. We all need a shower.”

  There was a smacking sound and Arlen yelped. �
�Hey! That hurt!”

  “Why don’t you two just shut up? I’m trying to sleep,” Nick groused.

  “Don’t you need a shower? Oh, yeah, that’s right, you don’t have crusted cum all over your thighs,” Arlen replied. “But wait until it’s your turn, and you’ll see how uncomfortable that is!”

  Gentry watched as Nick smiled wickedly and opened just one eye to look at Arlen. “What makes you think I’ll let you top me?”

  Arlen bit his lower lip. “You don’t bottom?”

  Nick opened both eyes and stretched. “You know, you two could let me sleep. I’m on vacation after all.”

  “You’re not on vacation, you just took a few days off. Now, are you going to tell me if you bottom or not?”

  “Yeah, and I only have tomorrow left, so why don’t you two go play somewhere else and let me sleep?”

  “Nick!”

  “You’ve lived here with us. Don’t you already know if I bottom?”

  “The only few times I spied on you Gentry bottomed, so no, I don’t.”

  “I guess you’ll have to wait to find out.” Nick rolled on his other side, giving them his back, and snuggled into his pillow.

  Arlen looked like he wanted to push Nick off the bed, but Gentry knew that wouldn’t do him any good. When Nick wanted to sleep, he slept, no matter how much noise there was round.

  Gentry took Arlen’s hand and tugged him out of the bed. They hurried to the bathroom and Gentry turned the water on in the shower. There was a bit of an awkward moment when they both realized they had to pee, but Arlen smiled and ducked out of the bathroom, leaving Gentry alone to do his business.

  Arlen came back with an armful of clothes and put them on the counter, and Gentry left the bathroom to grab his own. Arlen was already in the shower when he came back and Gentry slipped into the stall with him.

  “So, does he bottom?”