by Lily Harlem
“Nice to see you, Margaret.” Edward smiled at her.
“And you, I hope you have a restful leave.”
“I’m sure I will.”
“Back in a few minutes,” Sian said. “I’ll shut the door. I’ve got keys. Mum’s parked right at the end of the road.”
“Yes. I saw.”
The door shut and as silence descended Edward blew out a long, low breath. This was where he’d wanted to be for so long.
“You’ve lost weight.”
He looked up. Coben stood at the top of the stairs. He had his arms folded and wore black jeans and a black roll neck. He had a concerned expression on his face.
Edward thought his heart would flip over itself with love. Coben looked gorgeous. Like everything he’d dreamed of and more and Edward wanted it all, the dream and the more.
“Things got a bit dicey out there,” he said, striding to the bottom of the stairs.
“I’m glad you’re back safe.”
“Not going to let those bastards get the better of me.” He took the steps two at a time until he reached the top. He came face-to-face with Coben and stared into his hazel eyes. “Fuck I’ve missed you and Sian. I always do, but this time…I just really fucking did.”
“So show us just how much.” The right side of Coben’s mouth tilted into a smile.
Edward ran his hand around the back of Coben’s neck. “She’s taken the kids to the car.”
“So we’ll start without her. She’ll soon catch up.”
“I like your way of thinking.” Edward pulled Coben close and kissed him. A hot, hungry kiss that barely scratched the surface of what he wanted.
Coben groaned and fisted the lapels of Edward’s leather jacket.
“This way,” Edward said, releasing Coben’s neck and grabbing his hand. “In the bedroom.” He marched forward with only one thing on his mind—fucking.
Coben followed, kicking the door shut as he went into the room.
Edward’s mind was full of scenarios. He wanted to bury deep in Coben. He wanted Sian too. His ass quivered at the thought of Coben plundering into him, taking him to where he needed to go.
Yes. That’s what he craved.
“Fucking fuck me,” he said to Coben. “Now.” He shoved at his leathers and his cock sprang out.
“Bend the hell over, then, soldier,” Coben said, pushing roughly at the center of Edward’s back so he faced the end of the bed. “If you want it like that.”
“I do.” He discarded his jacket but left his t-shirt on. That could stay. This moment was all about priorities, getting the essential part accessible. He placed his hands on the wooden footboard and spread his legs.
Coben was at the drawer, taking the lid off the lube.
“Hurry up,” Edward said, shocked at how guttural his voice was.
Coben looked at him. Dark, frantic need flashed over his face.
Edward groaned and took his cock in his hand, squeezed his shaft and hoped he wouldn’t come too soon.
Coben shoved at his jeans as he strode back behind him.
“Get in me,” Edward said, shutting his eyes.
A hard slap landed on his ass.
“Ahh…” he breathed.
“Give me a chance,” Coben said. “I need to…”
“No.”
Another slap
The pain only added to the urgency of the moment. It sang over his nerve endings. “Just shove in. No prep.”
“You sure?”
“Yeah…”
Suddenly the head of Coben’s lubed cock was at his pucker. Edward braced his elbow and hung on to the bed. He gripped his balls with his fingers and pressed the palm of his other hand against his shaft. God, he wanted to come already.
“You asked for it…” Coben said, pushing forward.
Edward felt his anus stretching, widening around Coben’s thick glans. “More,” he demanded. “I need it.”
Coben didn’t let up. He shoved in, fast, a slick ride to full depth until their balls were mashed together.
Edward gasped and arched his back. Coben filled him so perfectly, so deep. His prostate came alive, sending pleasure from his back passage through his balls to his cock. He rubbed up and down his shaft, masturbating to make the pleasure grow.
Coben pulled almost out, then surged back in. “Yes, yes, take me.”
“Fuck…” Edward groaned.
Coben repeated the action, gripping Edward’s waist to hold him in place as he rammed into his hole over and over. Edward felt so possessed, so wonderfully violated. The bliss was growing like a pressure cooker about to explode.
“You boys started without me.”
Sian’s voice entered his consciousness.
“We had to…” Coben said. “Fuck, it was just there…”
“Sian.” Edward turned to her. “I need you too…”
“I’m here.” She stroked his hair.
Her palm was cool on his hot, sweat-damp scalp. He moaned, wanting to fuck her too. Wanting it all.
“What else do you need?” she asked by his ear, her voice full of sinful promise.
“You, my cock…” His words were stilted because of the way Coben was ramming into him. “Suck…”
“With pleasure.” She sank to her knees.
Edward watched as she folded beneath him and peeled his fingers from his cock. Damn, Sian gave amazing blow jobs that teased and tempted. He never could last long but with Coben plundering his ass so expertly at the same time…he wouldn’t last more than a minute or two.
She swirled her tongue around his glans and dipped into his slit.
“Ah, baby.” He pressed his hand over her head. “I ain’t going to last.”
The hot, wet inside of her mouth wrapped around his shaft as she took him deep. Her tongue curled around him and she stroked her nails over his balls.
“Oh, God…” he moaned, closing his eyes again. This was it, his two lovers giving him what he needed. Promises of this were what made sleeping in ditches and catching reptiles to eat worthwhile. This was life. This was living. He no longer just existed. He now had that special something called love to keep him warm and damn the sex was good that went with it.
“Fuck, I’m coming,” Coben said. “Your sweet ass is gripping me like a fucking fist.” He rained several more slaps onto Edward’s buttocks, each one a lick of fire.
Edward moaned and jerked, sinking deeper into Sian. He loved the bite of a slap just before he unloaded. It made his skin join in with the orgasm. “I’m…I’m…” he managed. “Sian…”
She pulled him even deeper and swallowed, tugging the end of his cock with the back of her throat.
Coben shunted to full depth and rode through his release.
Edward yelled as cum shot up his cock in a hot streak of ecstasy. His ass was contracting around Coben, his belly tight as if the pleasure in his balls went to his very core.
Sian swallowed more, taking his release into her body. He gripped her hair, pushed lower, shoved back for more of Coben. It was so much. Lights flashed behind his closed lids as his release went on and on. The power of it almost stunning him. It had been so long.
“Ah, fuck…” he managed. “Yeah…don’t stop.”
Coben slowed, his thick cock continuing to stretch Edward’s hole.
Sian used her hands to stroke his shaft and played with his balls, rolling them in her palm the way he adored.
His knees felt weak, so he locked them and relaxed his tight hold on Sian’s hair.
“Welcome home,” Coben said, rubbing over Edward’s no doubt red ass cheeks.
“It’s the best bit of going…away,” Edward managed.
“Can you tell we miss you?” Sian stood and cupped his face. “A lot.”
“Yes. But not as much as I miss you guys.” He sucked in a breath as Coben pulled from his ass. “Damn, I hope we can do that again later.” He straightened.
“We have two full nights before the twins are back,” Sian said, reachi
ng for the base of his t-shirt. “To do everything as many times as you want.” She pulled the top up and off.
“Now there’s an offer I’m not going to refuse.” He kissed her.
She ran her hands over his chest, then pulled back. “You’ve lost weight.”
“Wasn’t much to eat.”
“Well,” she pulled him close, “we’ll soon sort that.”
“I’m counting on it, though I do have to consume more calories than I expend. If Coben is planning on being that energetic I’ll need a lot more food than usual.”
Coben put one arm around Edward and one around Sian. “I seem to remember it was you demanding a quick, hard fuck.”
“And that’s what I got,” Edward said. “Thank you.”
Coben chuckled. “No thanks necessary, though we do have a gorgeous woman here who is one orgasm behind.”
“I’m sure you two soldiers can think of a way to even the score,” Sian said, her eyes sparkling with lust.
“Indeed we can.” Edward reached for the button on her jeans. He had lots of ideas for evening the score. And many more ideas for what he wanted to do in the next forty-eight hours. He was pretty damn sure Coben and Sian would be up for all of it. Because whenever he came home from a mission it was a celebratory feeling that came over them all and for that he counted himself very fortunate. How many men had two lovers? He had two people to miss him and care for him, to worry about him and make love to him when he returned.
Yes. Edward Mooreland was a seriously lucky bastard even if he did get shot at regularly.
The End
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