Good Things

by April Kelley

  “Damn. That’s hot.” Rico kissed his cheek and then the spot right before his ear. “His lips look pretty wrapped around your cock.”

  Markie moaned when Jalen pulled off part way and then sank down again. The pleasure overrode everything else, and he could barely comprehend Rico’s words right away.

  “Look at him.”

  Markie could barely open his eyes to follow the command, but he somehow managed past the pleasure. Jalen met his gaze, looking up at him at the same time his lips stretched around Markie’s prick. He pulled off almost completely and then sank down again.

  Rico was right. Jalen looked perfect, as if he were made to perform the task. Jalen was the best kind of temptation. The kind that could easily turn into an addiction.

  And he was about ready to make Markie cum already.

  He must have made a noise to alert Rico, because a large hand settled on Jalen’s head. “Don’t make him cum. We’ll wait until he’s inside you.”

  Markie whimpered. He wasn’t sure if it was because his satisfaction would be delayed or if it was the anticipation of getting to top Jalen, but he was so horny he practically vibrated with it.

  That only grew worse when Jalen’s mouth left his dick, making a popping sound when he disconnected. Jalen stood, but Rico pointed to the bed. “Lay on your back.”

  Jalen did without a word, but he bit his bottom lip and his forehead crinkled.

  Rico’s eyes change to his hawk’s, and his teeth dropped down. The look he gave Jalen was so intense.

  He would have felt guilty for intruding on their intimacy, but then Rico grinned at him, kissing him once before saying, “You just watch while I get our mate ready for your cock.”

  “Oh god.” Jalen spread his legs as if silently inviting them to explore. He was still fully dressed which only added to his wantonness and made him even sexier.

  Markie gripped his cock, which was still wet from Jalen’s spit. He held it in his hand as he watched Rico climb on the bed between Jalen’s legs. Rico pushed Jalen’s shirt up with one hand and kissed him on the hairline just below his belly button. Jalen bucked his hips as if asking Rico to touch his cock, but Rico moved up until their gazes met. His big body ate up Jalen’s leaner one, completely covering him.

  “Baby,” Rico whispered.

  Jalen’s arms came around Rico’s shoulders. “Please.”

  Rico kissed Jalen, their mouths settling together in a slow kiss that Jalen kept trying to ramp up, but Rico wouldn’t allow it.

  Markie sat on the side of the bed.

  The struggle for dominance played out as Rico ended the kiss, his lips trailing down Jalen’s jaw to his neck. Jalen’s legs wrapped around Rico’s waist, hooking at the ankles, his hips moving into Rico, demanding friction on his cock.

  Jalen growled—sounding much like a shifter would—when Rico wouldn’t give him leverage.

  Markie lay beside them, petting Jalen’s hair and down his cheek in the best soothing gesture he could come up with. “Shh. He won’t leave you like this.”

  Jalen still had a long way to go before he let go of his control, but Markie would help him each time he needed it.

  It took a few minutes, but Jalen’s fingers stopped digging into Rico’s skin. Still Markie touched, and Rico focused all his attention on Jalen’s neck. He murmured, “Smells good,” and groaned as if he struggled for control as well.

  Rico lifted off Jalen so suddenly it startled Markie. Jalen’s legs fell away, one of them resting against Markie’s.

  Markie took one look at Rico’s face and could see his hawk must be closer to the surface. Having to wait so long to mate with Jalen and then being in the moment must have sent him over the edge just enough to be as mindless as Jalen was.

  Markie sat up. “Let’s take off your shirt, baby.” He urged Jalen to sit up at the same time Rico moved off him completely. Markie pulled Jalen’s shirt over his head, his chest in Jalen’s face. Jalen latched onto one of Markie’s nipples, his teeth biting it just enough to sting. Markie held the back of Jalen’s head, keeping him in place.

  Jalen jerked slightly, laying down again and Markie went with him.

  By the gods, Jalen’s mouth laved at him so perfectly, it made his cock ache even more.

  Jalen’s mouth fell open, and he sucked in a breath. Markie moved away just far enough so he could see why the sudden change was taking place. Jalen looked at him without really seeing him, his eyes glazed over in pleasure, and then he shut them, hissing out a curse word.

  Markie looked down his body to see Rico plunge two of his fingers inside Jalen, a tube of lube sitting beside his thigh in the bed.

  Rico’s eyes burned with need as he looked at Markie. “Make him get you ready for me.” Rico handed him the lube with his free hand.

  Markie took it but couldn’t seem to look away from the erotic sight. Of all the experiences he’s ever had, watching Jalen and Rico together had to be up there as the most erotic.

  “Get ready for me, love.” Rico had been direct and rather bossy up to that point, taking charge of both Jalen and him, but the way he spoke, so softly as if he couldn’t keep up the alpha charade a minute longer, wrapped Markie in a warmth he hadn’t felt since Hamid died.

  Markie swallowed down the lump that formed in his throat and nodded.

  He concentrated on what he was doing after that, flipping the top on the lube. He grabbed Jalen’s hand and squirted some onto his fingers.

  Jalen turned his head as if trying to focus on Markie, but he still had that glazed-over look in his eyes. Markie chuckled and brought Jalen’s hand around to his backside. “Fuck me.”

  Jalen blinked, refocusing his attention. He worked his fingers between Markie’s ass cheeks and circled around his hole before plunging a finger inside.

  Markie braced himself with hands on Jalen’s chest. He moved against the finger instinctively, wanting Jalen to move. When he did, Markie nodded. “Yeah. Just like that, baby.”

  Jalen’s free hand gripped the back of Markie’s neck and dragged him down for a kiss. At the same time Jalen added another finger, so slowly Markie thought he would lose his mind.

  Jalen placed open mouthed kisses on Markie’s lips, sucking on them and licking across them the same way he had done with Markie’s nipple.

  Jalen moved his fingers again, pulling them out partway, fucking Markie with them. Markie moved against the rhythm Jalen set.

  And then Markie’s teeth grew in his mouth. He could smell Jalen’s scent so strong he whimpered again. Jalen smelled sweet like honeysuckle. The urge to bite him was so overwhelming he moved away and off the bed completely.

  He tried to take calming breaths, but they didn’t seem to help.

  “You okay, love,” Rico whispered.

  Markie shook his head. “Need to calm down.”

  “You’re close to cumming again?”

  Markie opened his eyes and growled at Rico. “No. To biting him.” Rico’s long dark hair hung down in a curtain, and he still had his fingers buried in Jalen. “And you.”

  Rico kissed Jalen’s thigh and pulled his fingers out as he moved away from the bed. He made a gesture with his hand, inviting Markie to take over.

  “I’ve never topped before.” Doing it for the first time when he was so worked up felt like a bad idea. Markie looked at Jalen, who clearly didn’t care about his level of experience if the pleading look was any indication. “I don’t want to hurt you.”

  “God, please just get over here.”

  Rico crooked a finger, beckoning him closer. “He’ll be fine.”

  “I won’t be, if he doesn’t get his dick over here.” Jalen let out a frustrated sigh. “I’m starting to get pissed here. I wanted a dick in me like fifteen minutes ago, but you two keep teasing.”

  Markie’s eyebrows went up at the same time he let out a surprised laughed. Jalen had been so quiet until then.

  “I’m serious.”

  Ma
rkie laughed even harder. It quickly died when he climbed back on the bed, taking one of Jalen’s thighs into his hand as he settled between his legs. With his other hand, he guided the head of his cock to Jalen’s opening and just held it there.

  Rico gripped his hips gently, his chin resting on Markie’s shoulder as he peered down at Jalen. Markie could feel Rico’s hard length resting between his ass cheeks, and he pushed against it.

  “You both look sexy like that,” Jalen whispered and ran a hand down Markie’s chest.

  Markie smiled at the same time he pressed into Jalen. The wet heat surrounding him felt so good he had to stop and compose himself. He let go of the base and leaned down when he felt a hand gently pushing at the center of his back.

  Markie met Jalen’s gaze, studying his expression just long enough to gauge whether he was causing pain. “Are you okay? Does it feel good?”

  Jalen nodded. “Very good. You can move.”

  Markie would have complied, but he felt wet pressure at his ass. He sucked in air at the same time Rico pushed into him.

  “Breathe.” Jalen cupped Markie’s cheek.

  Markie let it out in a whoosh at the same time he reached behind him and grabbed Rico’s thigh. “Oh Gods. Just hold still.”

  Rico draped over Markie’s back and kissed the back of his neck. Rico forced Markie down even more and took Jalen’s mouth into a kiss. When he did, he pressed just a bit more of his cock in Markie’s ass which felt good enough that he wanted more.

  The movement also forced more of his cock into Jalen. He moved his hips slowly, testing the feeling a bit before picking up the pace.

  Rico ended the kiss, lifting up, which gave Markie even more room to move. He took advantage of the freedom, pumping into Jalen and then fucking himself on Rico’s cock.

  The dual sensation overloaded his brain, and he acted on pure instinct after that, fucking between his two men.

  Rico wrapped a hand around the front of Markie’s throat, holding him in a loose grip. He kissed next to Markie’s ear right before whispering, “Bite him.”

  Markie moaned and moved Jalen’s head to the side. His orgasm built up in his core and, when he sank his teeth into Jalen’s neck, he exploded. All the pleasure rushed at him like a bullet, slamming into him. He would have cried out if not for blood flooding his mouth.

  He drank two long pulls before his body quieted enough for him to release Jalen. He licked across the wound and stilled his movements.

  “Mate.” Markie licked again and then kissed. He could feel Jalen hovering somewhere inside his mind, invading the space Hamid had vacated when he died.

  Markie opened his mouth to speak, but Rico’s teeth sank into his shoulder. Markie cried out and cum shot from his cock again. His hips moved as if they had a mind of their own, pressing into Jalen, who moaned once again.

  Rico’s thrusts were shallow, as if he wanted the sensation but didn’t want to cum. Markie could feel him take long pulls of blood just a couple times before releasing his hold and licking across the wound.

  And there was Rico right along with Jalen in his mind. A contentment washed over him, and his body went boneless as he lay on Jalen. He closed his eyes, his cheek resting against Jalen’s heaving chest. Rico’s scent wrapped around him, colliding with Jalen’s. The pine and honeysuckle surrounding him providing a safety he hadn’t felt in a long time.

  He smiled when he felt lips kiss his shoulders.

  “I need Jalen now, love,” Rico whispered and kissed him again. When he pulled out, Markie grunted but otherwise didn’t move.

  “Yeah. That will be hot.” Markie was half asleep already.

  Jalen chuckled, his chest moving underneath Markie.

  Rico lifted Markie up and placed him gently beside Jalen. Markie curled up next to Jalen and was just about asleep when Jalen moaned.

  Markie popped one eye open at about the same time Rico whispered, “You’re mine, Jalen. You and Markie. Say it.”

  Jalen wrapped his legs around Rico, his fingers threading through Rico’s hair. “Yes. I’m yours and Markie’s. I can feel it.”

  Rico rested his forehead on Jalen’s as he increased his thrusts.

  Markie touched Rico, running a hand down his back. He needed to be a part of their joining. Even a small touch would do.

  Jalen’s mouth fell open and he held his breath for so long Markie became concerned. Then Rico bit Jalen on the opposite shoulder from the one Markie had. Jalen cried out so loudly, Markie was glad the café was closed downstairs.

  Rico’s thrusts grew erratic. He grunted around the bite.

  Even after he stilled, he didn’t let Jalen go right away. Markie didn’t even think he was drinking Jalen’s blood anymore. When he finally did release Jalen, he licked across the wound much the same way Markie had. The only difference was Rico growled the entire time.

  Markie sighed and settled against them again. His eyes closed, and he knew he drifted off, but he wasn’t sure of how long until he felt a warm wet cloth wrapped around his dick. He opened his eyes long enough to see Rico smiling at him. Rico wiped at the cum on Jalen’s abdomen and then at his ass before walking away.

  The next thing Markie knew he had Rico’s hard body spooned up to his back.

  “Mates,” Markie mumbled.

  “Yes.”

  “Mine.”

  Chapter Twelve

  The fire looked like orange waves rising up to meet the shore. A dozen people sat around on every available chair they had. Uri and Virion were curled up around each other on a blanket next to Jalen’s chair. On occasion, Jalen could hear kissing sounds, which was disgusting, but he wouldn’t say anything and ruin their cuddling time.

  Jalen’s mind was on Rico, who stood with Alpha Delco several feet way. Rico frowned and shook his head, which was actually comforting. It meant whatever he was talking about probably didn’t mean he’d be leaving on a mission. If he were, Rico would be vibrating with anticipation. If Jalen’s brief experience as a soldier had taught him anything, it was that he didn’t ever want to do it again, but Rico was made for the experience. It wasn’t just his body and all those hard muscles that made him good at fighting, but also the way his mind worked so quickly he could think ahead of the enemy.

  It scared Jalen just thinking about Rico going out, but knowing his ability made it easier to accept. That wouldn’t be the case for Markie, though, which was another worry Jalen had.

  Jalen heard the door to the cabin snap shut and watched Markie come out. Markie had been baking all day at the café and putting the final touches on his creation when they first arrived. He’d worked most of the day and looked tired.

  When they got home later, Jalen planned on pampering him.

  Jalen wrapped his arms around Markie’s waist the second he settled on his lap. Markie leaned back, the back of his head resting against Jalen’s shoulder. His hair tickled the bare skin on Jalen’s neck.

  Jalen could feel Markie’s body relax into his. He kissed Markie’s temple. “Love you,” he whispered.

  Markie took one of Jalen’s hands and brought it to his lips. He laced their fingers together when he was done. “Ditto, baby.”

  How Jalen got relegated to being called baby by both his men, he had no idea, but he wasn’t complaining.

  “Are you done with the cake?”

  Markie nodded. “It was a bitch to finish. I hope Casey likes it.”

  “He’ll love it. He’s never had a cake made just for him before.”

  “Really? Wow.”

  “Yep, being a single sucks. Believe me, I should know.”

  Markie tapped a finger against his hand. “That means you’ve never had one either.”

  “No, but I’ll definitely have some of the one for Casey.” Jalen strongly suspected there would be lots of cake in his future, which wasn’t why he mentioned the lack of them in his past. He mentioned it because Markie had worked hard all day on that cake and Jalen wanted h
im to know the effort would be appreciated. “Don’t go to any trouble making me cakes, Markie.”

  Markie chuckled. “First of all, you should know I’m going to do what I want. And secondly, every time I make one, you can eat it off my dick.”

  Uri groaned. “Yuck. Don’t talk about that in front of me.”

  Before Jalen could say anything, Markie spoke up. “And you rolling around on the bank down there with Virion isn’t disgusting for Jalen?”

  “It was just a few kisses. And I want to remind you that you guys were all kissy-kissy at the café the other day. I almost puked in my coffee.”

  Markie chuckled and turned his head again so he could whisper in Jalen’s ear. “Probably shouldn’t tell him about fucking in the storage room then.”

  Jalen smiled. “Probably not.”

  Markie pulled air in through his nose as if needing to catch Jalen’s scent. Since they’d mated, Markie sniffed him all the time. He did it with Rico, too. It was cute and made Jalen smile. It also made him horny for some reason, which was why he snaked his hands under Markie’s shirt, touching the bare skin on his abdomen. The crisp hairs of his treasure trail felt soft against Jalen’s palms.

  Markie had jeans on that sat loosely around his waist, making it easy for Jalen to sneak his fingers past the waistband.

  “Tease,” Markie whispered and kissed Jalen again. The kiss was followed by a lick.

  Jalen grinned and didn’t say anything, mostly because Markie was right. They couldn’t exactly fuck in front of everyone at the party.

  He moved away from Markie’s waist and rested his hands just above his bellybutton.

  They both settle in a comfortable silence after that, which gave Jalen time to give in to his stress.

  Casey would be leaving for basic in the morning. Jalen was nervous already, and he wasn’t even the one leaving. Casey was across the bonfire laughing at something Christian said and acting like he didn’t have a care in the world. It was very typical Casey behavior, and Jalen should be comforted by it.

  He wasn’t.

  Casey underestimated his own big mouth. That thing would get him in trouble, and when it did, Jalen wouldn’t be there to save him from the punishment, whatever it might be.