by Ella Frank
“We don’t want to mess it up. We want to enhance it,” Priest said. “Julien and I love each other very much. But at the same time, we recognize there are certain things we can’t offer one another. Things that someone else could.”
“Like me?”
“Exactly like you.”
Robbie’s eyes narrowed, and he grew more serious than Priest had ever seen him before. “And what exactly is that?”
“For me,” Julien said, “it’s your warmth, your smile, the happiness that radiates off you in waves. You’re so passionate about things whether you’re angry or excited, and that joy you have for life? It’s contagious. It’s special, princesse. You are special.” Julien gave Robbie a half-smile that made his dimple come out to play. “Priest knew it from the second he saw you.”
Priest reached out and touched a thumb to Robbie’s lower lip, tugging it free of his teeth until Robbie was staring right at him. “I’m a—what did you call me? A strange, strange man,” Priest said, with a slight arch to his eyebrow that made Robbie grin. “I’m also a very busy man. And it’s not something borne out of unhappiness within my relationship at home, but more the driving need I have to never stop.”
A frown pulled down Robbie’s brows. “What do you mean, never stop?”
“When you stop doing things, your mind wanders, you lose control of what you’re focused on, and you start to think about other things. And for me, that never ends well.”
“So, you keep busy so you won’t think about these other things?”
“Yes,” Priest said. “And I like control over my life, as much as possible. I had so little of it as a child, and now I find it helps me to stay focused. But that makes for a lonely home at times. I can become distant, shut down, intense…” He looked to Julien, who shook his head and reached for Priest’s hand.
“You’re always there, mon amour.”
Priest’s lips tilted, but they both knew he was right. While they both had ghosts that haunted them, his had left him feeling less of everything, whereas Julien’s had left him feeling more.
Robbie moved so he was on his knees between them. “Can I ask another question?”
“Always,” Priest said, and Julien nodded.
“If this isn’t just about sex, if this is about a—”
Robbie looked between them, and Priest finished, “A relationship.”
“Yes,” Robbie said, and began to twist his linen pajama top in his hands. “How do I know that I’m not going to get hurt? What if I fall in love with the both of you and you decide it was just sex?” Robbie shook his head. “I can’t just be some experiment. I won’t do that.”
“We would never do that to you,” Julien said.
“You say that,” Robbie said. “But how do I know that?”
“You don’t.” Priest’s words landed in the room like a bomb, but then he reached for Robbie’s hand and entwined their fingers, and Robbie took in a shuddery breath. Priest found that he was just as affected by the touch—it was simple, it was intimate, and it was so powerful that it caught him completely unawares.
He swallowed, and then looked to Julien, who was watching the two of them closely. “We have never done something like this before. We have never”—Priest paused, searching for the right words—“never invited anyone beyond our bed. But we are inviting you inside our lives, Robert. We aren’t the most traditional men, we are aware. But we want you to know us, we want you to understand us, and we want to know you. We know that’s going to take time, and we also know the risk on all sides. You might decide you don’t want to be with us.”
Robbie snorted. “Are you kidding?”
“No. I’m not,” Priest said. “Relationships are complex. Feelings follow no rules.”
“All we’re saying is, you can’t control your heart, princesse.” Julien took Robbie’s hand in his. “I learned that years ago. Do you really think Priest is an easy man to love?”
Robbie grinned but said nothing.
“Exactly,” Julien said. “Any relationship is risky.”
“But,” Priest said, and looked at Julien, “it’s a risk we want to take because we want you to be ours.”
Robbie blushed and scooted up the bed on his knees until he was closer to the two of them. “And you…you’d both be mine?”
Julien’s lips curved as he brought Robbie’s hand up to his lips and kissed the center of his palm. “Oui. We’d be yours.”
Robbie looked at Priest and pursed his lips. “And there’d be no one else. No other person brought in? Just us three.”
Priest smirked. “Do you really believe for a second we could handle anyone else when we’re busy handling you?”
“That’s not an answer…Joel,” Robbie said, and Priest tugged on his hand, bringing Robbie close enough that their mouths were only a breath away.
“If you are in our bed, there will be no need for anyone else. We already told you: we’ve been looking for you.”
Robbie’s breath was coming a little faster now as his eyes dropped to Priest’s mouth.
“Think about it,” Priest said. “See if it’s something you want to—”
“I want it,” Robbie said, and Priest kissed the corner of his mouth, making Robbie sigh. “Ahh… God. I do. But lemme just… I need to think a little more.”
“Okay. That’s all we ask,” Priest said, and then nipped at his chin. “Now go and get under the covers beside Julien before I forget you both need sleep tonight.”
Robbie went to move away, but stopped at the last second and placed a hand on Priest’s chest. He then leaned in and rubbed his smooth face up against the scruff covering Priest’s cheek and practically purred like a kitten. When he sat back, Robbie grinned and said, “Sorry. I’ve been dying to do that.”
Priest wanted to grab Robbie and toss him down on his back, but instead said, “You can do that anytime you like.”
Robbie’s eyes sparkled, and then he was moving over Julien’s lap and beside him. As Robbie got under the covers, Priest switched off the lamp, and as they pulled the duvet up and the three of them settled in, Robbie said, “Aww, man. Julien’s naked again. How am I supposed to sleep now?”
The sound of rumbling laughter filled the room, and considering the day the three of them had had, Priest thought it a testament to Robbie that they were all ending it on a bright note.
Chapter Twenty-Four
CONFESSION
Who knew that strange equaled a whole lot of…wonderful?
A FEW HOURS later, Julien woke to Priest shifting behind him and knew that he was about to get out of bed. It had to be close to midnight, but that was Priest’s average sleep time, considering they’d gotten into bed early. So Julien wasn’t surprised to feel Priest becoming restless behind him.
As Priest went to move out from beneath the covers, Julien looked over his shoulder and whispered, “Don’t go. Not yet…”
Priest paused, and when Julien scooted back so his ass was pressing into Priest’s hip, Priest rolled to his side and wrapped an arm around Julien’s waist.
Priest nuzzled in behind him, and Julien felt the outline of his cock nudged up against his bare ass through Priest’s briefs. Julien closed his eyes, enjoying the feel of the strong body surrounding him.
“He looks relaxed,” Priest whispered into Julien’s ear.
Robbie had one hand under the pillow and the other under his cheek, and his pink lips were parted slightly as he slept soundly beside the two of them.
“He does,” Julien agreed, as Priest began to run his fingers up and down his treasure trail.
“I was worried about you today,” Priest said, and Julien nodded when he felt Priest’s beard against his neck as he kissed him on the ear. “I haven’t seen you like that for a while.”
“I know,” Julien said. “I’m sorry, mon amour.”
“Don’t be sorry,” Priest said, and brushed a kiss over his lips. “I should’ve come with you. Been there for you. For him.”
J
ulien shook his head. “There was nothing for you to do then. But there is now…”
When Priest just looked at him, Julien pushed his hips back, his ass cradling the erection now digging into him.
“Julien—”
“I want to feel you,” Julien said, and kissed Priest. “I want to feel you and I want to lose myself in the two of you.”
Priest brought a hand up to Julien’s chin to hold him still and placed a fierce kiss on his lips. “Are you sure?”
Julien took Priest’s hand and sucked one of his fingers, and then whispered, “Oui,” before he rolled back to his side and drank in the sight of the lovely man lying only inches from them. When Priest kissed his shoulder and his fingers trailed a path down Julien’s side to the curve of his hip, Julien sighed.
It’d been a little while since Priest had been inside him, and Julien was looking forward to the ache and satisfaction. He felt Priest probing between his cheeks, and when his fingers found Julien’s hole, Priest bit down onto his shoulder.
“Dieu,” Julien said as one of Priest’s fingers entered him, and that was when he saw Robbie’s beautiful blue eyes flicker open.
Oui. Wake up. Come join us.
“Joel…” Julien said, as Priest pulled his finger out and then burrowed it in deeper, making Julien’s ass clamp down around it. “Encore.”
Robbie’s eyes opened fully then, and he rubbed them as he took in the scene unfolding in front of him.
“Viens ici,” Julien said, and was happy to note that was the one phrase Robbie knew the meaning of—come here. Robbie shifted until he was close enough that the front of his linen shirt brushed up against Julien’s skin. “Kiss me, princesse. Put your tongue in my mouth while Priest is in my body.”
“Oh fuck,” Robbie said, but eagerly reached up to cradle Julien’s face. He leaned in and brushed their lips together, and as Robbie dipped his tongue inside, Priest entered Julien with two fingers.
Julien groaned into Robbie’s mouth and then Robbie pulled back and glanced over Julien’s shoulder.
“I want to see,” Robbie said in a breathy voice. “I want to watch.”
Julien’s eyes fell shut as Priest continued to move his fingers in and out, and then a whoosh of air rushed over Julien’s skin as Priest whipped the covers down with his other hand, leaving them all exposed.
“You can watch all you like,” Priest said. “But we’d much rather you participate. Get out of those short shorts, Robert.”
Julien reached down and took hold of himself, stroking his erection as Priest bit and sucked his way back up to his ear and said, “Don’t you move. I’m just getting naked and lubed up, then I’m going to give you exactly what you asked for.”
The sound of clothes leaving bodies met Julien’s ears in the dark, then a light was switched on and Robbie moaned. He was standing by the bed now, fully naked, his stiff dick in hand, his eyes moving all over the scene on the bed.
“You’re both so fucking hot I don’t know where to look, or what to touch first.” Robbie crawled back across the mattress until he was on his side facing Julien. “But if I lie like this, I can see you both.”
As the bed dipped behind him, Julien felt Priest take up his position on his side, and then he leaned over Julien’s shoulder and kissed Robbie.
“That’s exactly right,” Priest said, his fingers back to stroking Julien’s hole. “So why don’t you tease the front of Julien while I torment the back of him?”
Julien grunted as Priest slid his finger inside, and Robbie reached down to wrap a hand around his cock.
“That’s perfect, sweetheart. Work him. Make him groan for you.” Priest kissed Julien’s ear. “Put your leg up on Robert’s thigh. Let me inside.”
As Priest’s hypnotic voice wove its way around him, Julien raised his leg and wound it over the top of Robbie’s thigh, opening himself to the pain and pleasure he knew he was about to get.
Robbie’s hand moved up and down his cock, and Julien’s balls tingled at the pleasure of being jacked off while his hole was being stretched. Then he felt the wide head of Priest’s cock replace his fingers.
“Putain,” Julien said. “Get all the way in me, Joel.” And when Priest thrust forward, tunneling into him in one forceful stroke, Julien bit down on his pillow and slammed his eyes shut.
“Jesus, that’s fucking hot,” Robbie said, and let go of Julien’s cock so he could move in and start writhing against his body instead.
Julien moved his leg higher up Robbie’s thigh, opening himself for Priest’s invasion, and as he tightened his leg in place, Robbie took Julien’s face in his hands and kissed him—hard.
With his hands now in Julien’s hair, Robbie started to grind their leaking cocks together as their mouths sucked and bit at one another, and Priest began a tumultuous tempo behind them that had all three moving in a synchronized rhythm.
“GOD. YOU TWO are so fucking beautiful together,” Priest said in a gruff tone, and Julien’s ass tightened around his cock. Robbie raised his head, his lips now swollen and wet.
Priest’s eyes lowered to Robbie’s delectable lips, and he growled, “I want that mouth.”
Julien moaned and shifted, making Priest grunt and withdraw, and then Priest cupped the back of Robbie’s neck and hauled his face over Julien’s shoulder to suck on his lower lip.
Robbie whimpered and cradled Priest’s face, and as Priest shoved his tongue in that sweet mouth, he also drove his stiff dick back inside the sexy man between them.
The onslaught of sensations had Priest’s balls growing heavy as he began to move in and out of Julien at a deliciously slow pace, enjoying the tight fit of an ass he’d often been barred entry into.
Robbie’s hands slid up over the scruff of Priest’s cheeks to the back of his hair, and then Julien must’ve decided to bring his teeth into play, because those long fingers of Robbie’s tightened, making Priest curse.
Robbie tore his mouth free, and as he craned his head back and thrust his body closer to Julien’s teasing mouth, Priest ran his tongue over Robbie’s Adam’s apple and grazed his short beard over Robbie’s chin, just as he’d done earlier in the night.
“Shit. Oh shit,” Robbie said, panting, as Priest’s mouth found his ear and Julien flicked his tongue over Robbie’s nipple.
“Fucking pretty, that’s what you are. So fucking pretty,” Priest whispered in his ear, and Robbie turned his head to kiss him again. “How about you go and lick those tattoos you’ve been eyeing, sweetheart.”
Robbie’s lips curved against Priest’s, making it clear just how much he liked that idea. As he started to move away, Priest gripped his neck for a final kiss and then let him go.
As Robbie moved down the bed, he first took Julien’s mouth in a greedy kiss and Julien held Robbie’s face, his tongue between Robbie’s lips, as Priest kept the slow, sensual rhythm behind him. Then Robbie pulled back and touched the tip of his pink tongue to his top lip in a look so fucking sexy that Priest almost lost it and shot his load right then.
Jesus, the man was beautiful with his flushed cheeks and flirty eyes, and that eager expression? Fuck. Robbie looked like he wanted to eat Julien alive.
Robbie slid a little further down the bed, kicking the sheet all the way off them, and then shifted Julien’s leg over his waist, keeping him spread nice and wide for Priest. He lowered his head and flicked his tongue over Julien’s nipple, and a groan of pure pleasure rumbled out of Julien.
“Damn, princesse.”
Robbie did it again, as Julien’s hands moved down to the back of his head, and Priest started to move a little faster. He locked his eyes on Robbie, who was now tracing the word Amorè with the tip of his tongue, and when he got to the end, Robbie lowered his head and bit down on Julien’s nipple.
“Fuck,” Julien said, and the fact he’d lost his French made Priest’s lips curl. Robbie grinned against Julien’s skin. The princess was tormenting him good and fucking well.
Priest nipped Julien’s ea
r and pulled him back on him. “Want him to go lower?”
Robbie was back to his little spelling game, and Julien’s fingers were flexing in his caramel-colored hair. Priest sucked Julien’s earlobe and rolled his hips forward, getting his cock as deep inside Julien as he could, then he smoothed his hand over Julien’s ass cheek and down the thigh propped up on Robbie’s waist.
“Do you want that clever little mouth of his around your cock, Julien?”
Robbie looked up at both of them, and the expression of unadulterated lust in his eyes was intoxicating. Fucking hell, that was a face Priest knew they’d never get tired of looking at.
“Look at those lips,” Priest said. “Sweet, wet, and dying to get around you, Julien. To taste you. To be a little less sweet.”
Robbie reached down and wrapped his hand around Julien, and the sound that he pulled from him was tortured.
Priest’s mouth curled, and when Robbie’s lips responded in kind, he thought what a perfect fit they all were. “You want that? His mouth on you? My cock in you?”
“Oui. Fuck, Joel.” Julien grabbed Robbie’s hair and angled his face so he was looking at him. “Princesse, you two are driving me fucking mad.”
Robbie grinned like a mischievous little sex minx and slid even further down the bed. The wicked light in his eyes let Julien and Priest know that he was delighting in this game.
When Robbie was eye level with Julien’s engorged cock, Priest cupped the back of Julien’s thigh and urged it up over Robbie’s shoulder, and once they were all in place, Robbie wrapped his hand around the base of Julien’s erection and ran his tongue from base to tip.
ROBBIE’S COCK WAS making a fucking mess all over himself and the sheets as Julien’s leg moved over his shoulder and his foot rested against the middle of his back.
Jesus, he was trying so hard not to lose it before the two above him, but with Priest instructing each and every move, and the sounds coming from Julien whenever Priest drove his huge cock in him, Robbie wasn’t sure he was going to make it.
