"Do it, Drew." Quinn heard the whisper leave his own mouth. He could feel Drew's balls pressed against his own. It wouldn't take much. Nate was on fire. He was slick enough. He could take him. Fuck Quinn could take them both right now. "It's what he wants. Do it."
Nathan grew very still. He looked almost stunned. He closed his eyes, his head falling back, his mouth went slack. "Fuck," he muttered. "Do it. Please."
It was Drew's turn to look startled. "I can feel you, you want it too. It would be so easy. I want to feel you inside him. I want to feel you fuck him. Do it, baby," Quinn said.
Drew groaned loudly. He closed his eyes, and for a moment, they looked so very much alike that Quinn's heart hurt. Drew nodded. He didn't open his eyes again. Neither did Nate. Quinn held his breath as Drew slowly pushed his overheated cockhead into Nathan. The pressure made him gasp. He held perfectly still while Drew stretched Nathan wider with each thrust. "That's it. That's good. Slowly. Fill him up. Fuck, that feels good. You are so fucking hot. Fuck, I can feel your pulse."
"Yeah," Drew said between gritted teeth. "Holy. Fuck. That's tight."
Nathan trembled between them. Eyes still closed. He didn't make a sound. He didn't move. He didn't even breathe. He took them. When Drew was deep inside, Nathan finally allowed himself to react. He caught his breath, his eyes fluttering open. Pain flashed briefly in the stormy depths. "Shit," he said, his voice barely a whisper.
"Bend him over me," Quinn ordered. It was his turn now to get them to the finish line. "Bend him over me and fuck us."
Fire flashed in Drew's eyes. Quinn didn't know if it was anger or desire. The fire flamed into an inferno when Quinn drove his dick deep inside his lover. They all gasped.
"Oh, fuck. I can feel every ridge of both of you. It's … strange." Nathan didn't wait for Drew to bend him over. He leaned over Quinn, shoving his face in the crook beside Quinn's ear. "Just fuck me," he whispered. "Before I burn up from wanting this."
Quinn rocked his hips from below. He slipped against the silken heat of another dick. The heat more than he could bear. Drew moaned loudly and reached over Nate's shoulder to grab the headboard on the other side of Quinn's head. "Fuck, Quinn. That's too much. Too fucking much."
"Fuck him, Drew." Quinn needed to come. God, he needed to come. "Fuck me. Fuck us."
Drew nodded, his gaze locked with Quinn's. He held the headboard with one hand and gripped Nathan's hip with the other. And fucked them. Hard. Concentration flaming in his eyes as he ground his dick over Quinn's, hitting Nathan deep inside. Nate shook between them, cussing them both for motherfuckers and assholes and begging for them to fuck him harder.
"I'm going to come," Drew said too late. Scalding-hot cum washed over Quinn's dick making Nathan groan. Fuck, he'd forgotten the condom. "Fuck, Nathan," Drew cried out, his dick throbbing so hard Quinn felt his own orgasm start. The heat and the pressure more than he could stand. "I'm sorry, Nathan." Drew slammed into Nathan hard, his body shaking hard now. The heat inside Nathan almost unbearable.
Nathan cried out, his voice ragged. He screamed in Quinn's ear. His body pushed past the point, he followed Drew over. Sharp teeth found Quinn's neck and clamped down. The pain sent Quinn over. He rammed his dick into his lover and fell the fuck apart.
Chapter Sixteen
Quinn lay beneath him, breathing heavily, his eyes closed. Nathan couldn't lower himself onto him. He'd pushed this too far. He knew that. He just didn't know if he cared. Quinn got what he wanted and Nathan had no idea what he he'd accomplished by taking it this far.
Drew had no such qualms, he fell over Nathan, his lean body draped over his back, weighing Nathan down. He held himself up off of Quinn with the last of his strength. He could still feel them. Both of them. Quinn was still inside him. Drew too … Oh, God, he was going to pay for that for a long time.
"Oh, my God!" That wasn't a voice in his head and it wasn't masculine. "Oh … I'm so sorry. I'm so … Oh, my God," Natalie said. She stood at the door clutching the knob. One hand covering her mouth. She didn't back out of the room.
"Nat … ?" He had no idea what to say or do here. She'd walked in on him and Quinn once before. This wasn't just him and Quinn. This was so much worse than just him and Quinn making out in the kitchen. "You shouldn't be here."
She didn't look away or uncover her mouth. She stared like a deer caught in headlights. He'd never actually seen that look in his sister's eyes. And he didn't think this tableau would be something that would shock her into a catatonic state.