He was standing behind Julien now, working his erect cock, his attention focused on the two of them. Robbie licked his top lip, and when a wicked-hot smirk crossed Priest’s mouth, Robbie worked himself a little faster.
Shit. Julien needed to get in him, like…now.
As if Julien could read Robbie’s mind, he tossed the bottle aside and, not a second later, his slippery fingers were moving over Robbie’s tight balls to the strip of skin that led to—
“Ah, yes, Jules. In me… Get them in me.”
Julien rested a forearm by Robbie’s head, and as he began to move his fingers in and out, Robbie wrapped a leg around his waist and pushed up with his other to get them in deeper.
“Oui, use them, princesse. Use me.” Julien crushed his mouth down over the top of Robbie’s, and Robbie opened to him as he began to writhe on those nimble fingers.
“Jesus.” Priest’s gruff voice filled the room. “For fuck’s sake. Get your cock in him, Julien, or this is going to be all fucking over in the next few seconds.”
Robbie shuddered and Julien smiled against his lips. “Better hang on to something. Sounds like it’s about to be a rough ride.”
Julien melted away from Robbie’s body, and he saw Priest’s hands on Julien’s waist pulling him to his feet. Once he was there, Priest took Julien’s mouth in a bruising kiss, and Robbie frantically pumped his length as he watched them ravage one another until Priest put a hand to Julien’s shoulder and halted him.
“Stop. Christ. You’ve got to stop.”
Priest maneuvered Julien to the edge of the bed where Robbie lay. “Robert? Pull your legs— Fuck…yes,” Priest said, as Robbie hooked his hands around the backs of his knees and spread himself open. “What a pretty fucking sight that is.”
Julien nodded, his attention focused on Robbie’s eager entrance. “I can’t wait to come inside you tonight, birthday boy.”
Robbie shivered. It was still such a thrill to feel either one of these men claim him in such a way, and tonight it was going to be… “The icing on the cake?”
Julien placed his palms on the bed by Robbie’s head, and when his cock brushed over Robbie’s entrance, he said, “Or the cream,” right before he sank into Robbie’s body.
As Julien stilled, and his mouth hovered over Robbie’s, he grinned. “Didn’t you tell me that was the best part?”
“Yes,” Robbie said as he stared up into Julien’s gem-colored eyes, and Julien gripped the duvet and rolled his hips forward.
Robbie gasped, and the feeling of having Julien bare inside his body was enough to get Robbie off all on its own. But tonight, Robbie was waiting. He knew what was about to happen, and when Priest moved into position, Robbie watched with eager anticipation as he lined himself up with Julien’s body and then powered inside his husband, making Julien’s entire body surge forward from the impact.
Robbie moaned as Priest pulled out to do it again, until Julien was so deep inside that Robbie wasn’t sure where Julien started and he ended. Julien took Robbie’s mouth and kissed the holy hell out of him then, and Robbie let go of his legs to wrap his arms around Julien’s neck.
After that, Robbie lost all sense of time and place as they each moved within one another, and as his climax threatened, Robbie shut his eyes and let the euphoria of it finally take over his body, much like the two men above him had taken over his heart.
Chapter Six
Okay, so I’m nervous about introducing
my married boyfriends to my parents.
Don’t act like you wouldn’t be ~ Robbie
THE MOONLIGHT SLIPPED through the curtains and illuminated the tangle of legs sprawled out on the mattress, where the three men basked in the aftermath of the sensual storm that had just passed by.
“I said it before, and I’ll say it again,” Robbie said into the shadows. “Best. Birthday. Ever.”
Priest turned his head on the pillow to look at Robbie, who was stretched out on his side with a leg slung over one of Priest’s thighs, and curled around behind him was Julien.
“So that means you’ll want to do this again next year?” Julien said.
Robbie glanced back and nodded. “And the year after that, and the year after that. How about we just say this is what we’ll do every year for my birthday until I’m no longer able to?”
“I think that sounds like a fantastic idea,” Priest said, as Robbie snuggled closer to his side and Julien wound an arm around Robbie’s waist. “But there’s something else we think you need to do for your birthday. This year, and every year after.”
Robbie grinned. “Really, Priest, let me recover first. I’m not a twenty-something-year-old anymore.”
Priest arched an eyebrow. “I’m being serious.”
“I can tell. My favorite scowl is back.”
“I don’t scowl at you.”