Waking Bel (Lords of Discord 3)

“Oh Bel, you and Wyatt are better than any fantasy I could cook up.” River kissed his way up Bel’s frame, pausing to lick into his belly button and along his chest. He stopped again to kiss a nipple and then lick the other. He brushed his lips over Bel’s but passed him by to deeply kiss Wyatt. A low rumble came from Bel, but he didn’t pull River away despite having a solid hold on his hair.

With a smile, River pulled away from Wyatt and kissed Bel. It was raw and hungry, threatening to consume all his common sense and clear thoughts. Bel thrust his hips upward, rubbing his damp cock along River’s. Despite having come with Wyatt just minutes earlier, his dick had begun to spring back to life since he first touched his other lover.

“What’s your fantasy?” Bel demanded on a gasp. “I’ll do anything you want.”

River chuckled and kissed Bel’s chin. “You give me too much power.”

Bel shook his head. He released River’s hair and framed his face with both of his hands. “We came so close to losing you. I don’t want to waste another chance to experience everything with you. I trust you. Love you.”

River closed his eyes against the sudden sting of tears and turned his head to press a kiss to the center of Bel’s palm. “You and Wyatt will never lose me. I love you both, and we have so many crazy years ahead of us.”

“So, what’s your new fantasy?” Wyatt asked.

The smile returned to River’s lips, and it was easier to blink away the tears. He looked down at Bel and wagged his eyebrows. “I want you to fuck me again. But I want Wyatt to be fucking you at the same time.” Bel’s lips parted on a breath, and his cheeks seemed to flush even more. If the jerk he felt in Bel’s dick was any indication, he very much liked the idea. River leaned in close and tugged on Bel’s bottom lip with his teeth, then licking it. “Think about it. Every time Wyatt thrusts into you, he’ll push you deeper into me. It’ll be like he’s fucking us both at the same time.”

“Enough,” Bel said in a ragged voice. “You had me sold at ‘I want you.’ ”

River grinned and looked over at Wyatt, who held up a bottle of lube. “Glad I grabbed the lube from the shower.”

“You’re always so good at planning ahead.” He kissed Wyatt again before turning his attention to Bel.

Wrapping his arms around the vampire, he rolled him until their positions were swapped. He threaded their fingers together and stretched their arms above his head so that Bel was lying flat against him. For now, he concentrated solely on Bel’s lips, capturing his wonderful mouth in a series of ever-deepening kisses.

At the same time, Wyatt ran his hand down Bel’s back and over his ass again and again, chasing away new nerves and anxieties. Neither of them had been inside of Bel yet. It was new, and River would move only as quickly as Bel wanted.

Bel suddenly stiffened, lifting his mouth away from River. He knew from the sudden tension humming through Bel’s frame that Wyatt had pressed a finger inside of Bel. Undeterred, River shifted and nibbled on his jaw.

“We can stop anytime you want,” River whispered.

“No,” Bel said quickly, his voice tense.

“There are so many things we can do. Every last one of them will make me happy because I’m with you and Wyatt.”

Bel exhaled and smiled at River, his expression looking less brittle and more relaxed. “No, I want this. Really want this. Wyatt’s touch there…not what I was expecting. Not that I know what I was expecting. I—”

River kissed him hard and Bel moaned. It was better to not let the analytical side of his brain engage at that moment. They kissed over and over again until Bel was starting to move on top of him, rubbing their cocks together while pushing on Wyatt’s fingers.

A long moan left Bel, and he dropped his head to the pillow under River’s head. He lifted his hips up higher, offering Wyatt even more of his ass. River looked over Bel’s shoulder and down the graceful curve of his back to his other lover, kneeled near the foot of the bed. He had two fingers sliding into Bel’s ass while his free hand was wrapped around his own dick, steadily stroking himself.

“He’s so fucking beautiful,” Wyatt growled. “His body just keeps sucking me in, holding me tight, as if I belong inside of him.” Wyatt lifted dark eyes to River and a slow, wicked grin spread across those full lips. “Just like your ass is made for me.”

“Bel?” River said through clenched teeth. Hell, he was close already just from Bel rubbing against him and watching Wyatt fingerfuck him.