“Push back, Al.”
“Stings,” she panted.
Daniel stroked her sides, soothing her, pressed kisses to the side of her face. “Relax, babe. You’re tensing up.”
“I shouldn’t have encouraged the oral,” she groaned. “You were big enough without it.”
Her hold on Finn eased incremental y as he pressed forward. Sweat and heat flooded his spine, building up and up. Slowly, he pushed into her until his pelvis lay flush against her body. He was seated inside her fully now. The presence of Dan inside her made the fit even tighter.
Finn hung his head and sucked in a breath, his lips drawn back. Every time he touched her he doubted it could get any better. Every time, he was proven wrong.
“Good?” Daniel enquired, face strained and damp.
“Fuck.” Finn shook his head, unable to elaborate. He rubbed a hand over her trembling back. “Okay, Al?”
She gave a hesitant nod. “Yeah.” Which meant not really, but she was committed to persevering for his sake.
Insufficient.
Finn lifted her slightly, burrowed his hands beneath her and cupped her br**sts. He played with the pointed tips of her ni**les, rolling and pinching until she made one of her happy noises. Her shoulder blades flexed as she pressed herself into his hands. “Show her some love, Dan.”
“With pleasure.” The man cupped her face and took her mouth, angled head and eyes shut tight.
Finn moved his hands back to her h*ps and Daniel took over thumbing her ni**les. A soul kiss if he had ever seen one. How they breathed through it Finn wasn’t sure, but Al began moving restlessly beneath him.
It was time.
Finn drew back. She shivered. He pushed into her. She broke off the kiss and moaned, fingers clutching at the bedding on either side of Daniel’s head. He did it again, pulling out and thrusting back into her, Daniel moving in counterpart to him this time. The feel of the other man’s dick stroking inside her was a strange, tantalizing sensation. His skin tingled and his balls drew tight. His dick throbbed in the tight embrace of her body.
“I can’t last,” Finn said.
“Make yourself come, baby.” Daniel instructed, and Al complied, fingers sliding down her body. Her h*ps kicked back against them and the tight ring of muscle clenched at his cock. Finn lost it, f**king himself into her, Daniel following suit.
Their woman groaned, pitching forward against Dan’s chest, body shaking and shuddering as she came. Her internal muscles crimped down on him, squeezed him tight. Finn thrust deep and held there, emptying himself into her.
Finn shut his eyes against the flickering lights, gave in to the swell of heat and emotion rising through him.
When he came to, his face was pressed to her back, wet with their combined sweat. His half-soft c**k was stil buried in her ass.
Al’s only proof of life was the shallow rise and fall of her rib cage. Going again so soon wasn’t an option, birthday or not. He needed to get off her.
“I love you,” he said. Gently, he pulled free of her body and rose to his feet.
Dan gave him a lazy wink, one finger wrapping itself in a strand of her hair.
Finn headed to the bathroom, cleaned himself up and took a wet facecloth back for Al. She had crawled off the man and lay on her side, one arm thrown across Dan’s chest. Finn eased her knee up onto Dan’s hip and ran the cloth over the swollen bud of her rear entrance.
“I like the balloons,” he said. and received a tired smile.
“You do?”
“Yep.” Finn put the washcloth aside and lay down behind her. “And I really liked your present.”
She gave a low chuckle. “That’s good.”
“Are you sore?” He scattered kisses over her shoulder, the one that had been hurt.
“A little. You know, I’m pretty certain that’s not how you make babies, Finn.”
“I had that part covered,” Dan rumbled.
“Mmm. Yes, you did,” Ali said. There was a pause, her shoulders rising and falling on a deeper breath. “I think I’m a couple of days late. I can’t be sure, things haven’t been regular the last few months.”
“Babe.” Dan leant over, kissed the side of her face. “I guess we’l see.”
Finn curved his arm around her, seaming himself to her back.
Home.
“Best. Birthday. Ever.”