Cold Shadow (Cold Country #2)(33)

Oh, shit!

Drew wasn't used to being moved around as if he were a toy. He was a big man, but Nathan was bigger and stronger. Drew soon found himself half lying on Quinn, his long arms wrapped around him from behind. Quinn's mouth touched his gently. "Hey," he said in his baritone drawl, the sound wrapping around Drew like a warm blanket.

"Hey," Drew answered when he found his voice. Quinn was hot to the touch, his skin smooth everywhere Drew ran his hands. "You're so soft."

"What did you expect? Scales?" Quinn ran a long, callused finger over Drew's shoulder and lower to tug gently at the hoop in his other nipple. "So … look what Agent Walker is hiding under his shirt. The face piercings caught me by surprise, these-shit, Drew, these are magnificent." He hooked his pinky inside the hoop and twisted. "Damn, Nate, look what that does to his dick."

Drew could barely focus on the larger man as Nathan slowly crawled up his legs, the pleasure-pain screaming in his brain had him nearly paralyzed with need. His cock pulsed with each tug, the coarse fabric holding it captive only added to the swirling sensation. He cried out when Nathan straddled him and leaned over him. "Twist it again," he said, his face looming over Drew's, his silver eyes blazing with cold fire.

"Feels so damn … " Drew nearly choked on the words as Nathan moved against him. His hips moving slowly over Drew's, stroking him through their clothing, creating a friction so intense he couldn't find the words.

"Good," Nathan finished for him, his eyes cloudy now, his breathing coming in ragged gasps. "He feels so good, Quinn."

"I know, baby, you look so hot." Quinn touched his lips to Nathan's. "I want to see you fuck him. I want to hold him while you fuck him."

Drew had no idea how this had gotten so out of control. This wasn't supposed to happen. Quinn's words were not supposed to stab him in that spot that controlled his dick. "Do you want him inside you, Drew? Do you want Nate's cock in your virgin ass? God, baby, he wants you so much, tell him you want him."

Quinn was talking to him, calling him baby, the pleasure of it rippled through Drew's body. "I want him. Oh, God, Quinn, I'm so sorry. I've wanted him for so long."

"It's okay, Drew, Nate wants you, too, don't you, baby?" Despite his words, Drew saw a flare of something unpleasant in Quinn's eyes that passed quickly. "Kiss him, Nate, let me see you kiss him."



       
         
       
        

Nathan looked lost for a moment before his eyes clouded over with lust. He groaned at Quinn's words. He lay over him, pressing his large body flat against Drew, the soft fabric of his t-shirt almost painful to Drew's overly sensitive skin. But he forgot all about that at the first touch of Nathan's lips to his.

Nathan rocked his body, his cock pressed hard to Drew's, slowly gliding against him. Nathan's mouth sucked at his, the kiss turned brutal but Drew didn't care. The triple onslaught of Quinn's fingers pulling at his nipples, and Nathan's cock and mouth had him cresting that wave long before he was ready.

"That's enough, baby." Quinn caught Nathan's chin and drew his face away. Drew lay between them panting, hot and ready to burst. "He's going to pop if you keep that up."

"Shit, he's not the only one. Fuck, Quinn, this is intense." Sense seemed to return to Nathan's eyes. He climbed off, and Drew found himself reaching for him, he thrust his hips hoping to reclaim the exquisite pressure.

"Shh, baby, there's so much more. We're in no hurry." Quinn brushed a finger over Drew's jaw, whisper soft, and Drew felt the purr rumble out of his throat. "You make pretty noises." Quinn slid the finger across his lip catching both hoops, tugging gently with each pass until Drew caught his finger and sucked it into his mouth, pulling on it as if he were starving. "Oh, shit, Drew. That makes me fucking hot." This time it was Quinn who moaned.

He rolled in Quinn's arms, careful to keep the finger in his mouth. Quinn's dick pressed into his stomach, the silky head lay slick against his belly.

"Suck him." He heard the words from far away. Nathan lay on Quinn's other side, his eyes still glazed. "You've given head before?" He waited for Drew to nod. "I thought so. Drew isn't so straight he doesn't like the taste of cock." The words were not kind, neither was the gleam in Nathan's eyes. "Suck him. I want to see his dick disappear down your throat."

"Baby, this is your night," Quinn protested, but Drew already had Quinn's pants open, the buttons were small and hard to maneuver but he managed.