Still panting, Wyatt released River’s dick and wrapped his arms across his chest, holding him tight while his cock slid through his own spend before slipping from River’s ass.
“I love you, River. I fell in love with you when I first saw you, and the feeling has only gotten stronger every day since,” Wyatt murmured against his ear.
River placed his hands on Wyatt’s arms and squeezed, soaking in the warmth that had nothing to do with the water still pounding down on them. “I love you, Wyatt. I never want to spend a day without your arms around me.”
“You’ll never have to.”
A low hum of pleasure rose up River’s throat. “Good, but we better get out of here. We’ve got another mate who needs us both.”
To his surprise, Wyatt didn’t release him like he expected, but held him a little tighter. “Thank you.”
“For?”
“Loving Bel too. For understanding that my love of Bel doesn’t diminish my love for you. For understanding that I need him as much as I need you. I was always sure I would never need anyone but you in my life.”
River smiled. He’d had the same joys and fears when it came to Bel and their relationship. “There’s no either-or with Bel. He’s ours. He was born to be ours. That will never change.”
There was no missing the relief that flowed through Wyatt’s frame. They were both happy together and didn’t want to risk messing up what they’d found. But they also didn’t want to give up Bel. No, their arrangement was just perfect.
Wyatt and River rinsed off before Wyatt turned off the water. River grabbed the same towel he’d used on Bel from the floor and dried off as quickly as possible. There was no question that Bel had heard them. Hell, he was pretty sure the entire house had heard him coming. Now it was his vampire’s turn. Their man was not going to be neglected.
River strode into the bedroom to find Bel curled up in a tight ball in the center of the bed, the heavy blankets pulled up to his chin as he lay with his back to the bathroom. Crawling across the bed, River kneeled in front of Bel and pressed his nose into his cheek. “Bel, are you asleep?”
“No,” he replied, his voice low and muffled under the blankets.
“Did you hear us?”
“Yes,” Bel said on a moan. He turned his head so that he could meet River’s eyes. His gaze burned with such heat, it was like a physical touch. “Want you both now so bad.”
River jumped off the bed and grabbed the blankets in both hands. With a jerk, he pulled them away until he could see all of Bel. His vampire’s cock was hard and leaking against his stomach, making River’s mouth water. Oh yes, he needed to take care of his man.
Getting on the bed, River roughly grabbed Bel’s legs so he could climb between them. He bent down and sucked his cock deep into his mouth. Bel shouted, fingers tangling in his wet hair as his hips thrust up. Pre-cum coated River’s tongue and he hummed happily as Bel continued with shallow thrusts while panting his name over and over again.
The bed shifted again, and River looked up just enough to see Wyatt slide into bed alongside Bel. One large hand rubbed across his chest while he kissed Bel over and over again, wringing more desperate sounds out of the vampire.
River continued to suck Bel’s cock slowly, caressing every inch of the hard flesh with his tongue. Bel’s fingers tightened in his hair, sending pinpricks of pain through his scalp. He swelled on River’s tongue, and River reluctantly let him slide from his mouth.
“Our Bel tastes so good,” River said before licking his way along the inside of his thigh to his hip bone.
“Mmmm…very good,” Wyatt agreed as he broke off the kiss.
“Oh God, don’t stop. Please don’t stop,” Bel begged. He tried to push River back down, his hands shaking in River’s hair.
“But River’s got a new fantasy.” Wyatt’s voice was so thick with lust and hunger, it was little more than a growl. The quick shower fuck had just taken the edge off, as River had expected.
River turned his head to stare of Bel’s beautiful body. For a scientist who liked to spend all his time either behind a computer, book, or Erlenmeyer flask, Bel was surprisingly toned. He wasn’t all hard muscle definition like Wyatt. There was just the perfect amount of softness around his curves and he had the most delightful little dips and divots that called to River’s tongue. Or maybe he just wanted to lick all of him.
Bel stared at him with lust-glazed eyes. “A new fantasy?”
“Mmm…” Wyatt hummed again, right in Bel’s ear. “He does. Shall we indulge him?”
Instead of pushing him down, Bel was now using his grip on his hair to pull him up his body. “I want to make all of River’s fantasies come true.”