Their Property (Four Mercenaries 3) - Page 42

He grinned at Boar and joined him on the sofa with rising excitement. Despite everything they’d been through, nothing about Boar felt complicated. Clover straddled his lap, playfully pushing him down and already rocking against the growing cock.

He discreetly glanced over his shoulder to see Drake lean against the kitchen island. He was watching. For the first time in months, Drake would see that Clover was still a sexual being, not some broken thing that needed to be sheltered under a glass dome.

Their eyes met for a second, but the heat burning in Drake’s eyes was as intense as it had been when he’d watched Clover fucked for the very first time.

Boar’s big, meaty hand held Clover still as he placed damp, passionate kisses all over Clover’s exposed throat. When Clover opened his eyes, he saw Tank seated in one of the fancy-looking armchairs. He drank whisky, enjoying the spectacle playing out before him.

It was as if their intimacy had never been tainted.

Between Boar’s legs, Pyro sucked in their lover’s cock and started bobbing his head over it, his gasps caressing Clover’s ears with their ghostly touch. He leaned down to catch a moan off Boar’s lips.

“Pyro’s getting you ready for me,” he said, caressing Boar’s beard. “Tell me how much you can’t wait to push into me.”

Boar rubbed his hands up and down Clover’s thighs, his lips trembling slightly. “Impossible to explain, Clo. When we fuck, it’s not just about your body. You accept all of me.”

Clover smiled into the next kiss. “I do. I’ve been dying to ride your dick. You always put all of you into this.”

Boar rolled his eyes. “What are you waiting for? I think you need some preparing too. Isn’t that right, Matt?” he whispered, briefly holding on to Pyro’s messy braid.

Green eyes met Clover’s with a predatory glint. “Very right.”

Clover fell face first into Boar’s beard when Pyro grabbed Clover’s hips and delved between his buttocks. Not moaning when Pyro rimmed him was a physical impossibility, so he didn’t even try to stop it. He held his ass high as Boar hugged him and stroked his arms with so much reverence Clover couldn’t have felt more cherished.

“I missed this,” Tank said from the side, his deep voice creating goose bumps all over Clover’s arms.

“I’m sure the view is superb,” Boar added, his warm gaze raw and telling Clover everything he needed to know. How much Boar loved him. How much he’d missed him. How little he cared about the past. They were together now, and that was the only thing that mattered.

Boar’s eyes rolled back as soon as Pyro’s tongue left Clover’s ass, and Clover didn’t have to look back to know Pyro was back to fellatio.

“Come on, boy,” Tank said. “Give our friend a hero’s welcome.”

Clover’s ears went hot at the words, but Pyro’s fingers already teased his hole, spreading lube.

“Boar loves you on his cock,” Pyro rasped, and he had to be the one guiding Boar’s dick to Clover’s ass, because Boar wouldn’t take his hands off Clover, smiling like the happiest man alive, even with all the scars and bruises.

“I do. I love it when you lose control, Clo. When you writhe, moan, and your face gets all red. Couldn’t be cuter.”

Clover wanted to answer, but then those insistent lips were back, working his hole open. He clung to Boar’s neck instead, rocking his hips against his warm, hairy stomach. I love you. Love you so much,” he whimpered, shaking when Pyro pushed in two liberally lubed fingers. It was happening, and he couldn’t wait for his body to open up to Boar’s amazing dick.

When he lowered his ass to Boar’s cock, Pyro stroked Clover’s buttock with a groan.

“Boy can’t wait to milk you dry, babe,” he said, and held Boar’s dick so that when Clover pushed down next time, the cockhead passed through his sphincter and into him.

It was both excitement and relief. Clover could finally smell Boar, taste him, absorb the warmth of his flesh while being sure that his man was here, safe, with him.

He let his head drop back, and when he sat on Boar’s balls, hugging the man he’d so missed, the world ceased being a puzzle and everything fell into place.

“Beautiful, lovely Clover,” Boar whispered, cupping Clover’s face. Their eyes locked, and Clover pulled up slowly, marveling at the little twitches all over the familiar face. He leaned forward and traced one of the pronounced scars with the tip of his tongue while Pyro’s hands spread his buttocks, as if he didn’t want to miss a single detail.

Clover didn’t have any modesty left when it came to his men. He rocked his hips at a languid pace, teasing Boar who could be so impatient when he got horny. Many things had changed in the past months, but not this. Their sexual connection was as glorious and honest as it used to be. Boar’s thick fingers reached for Clover’s cock, which twitched, releasing pre-cum.

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