17. Bjorn

17

Bjorn

By the time we’re finished with dinner and cleaned the kitchen, I’m feeling pleasantly full, ready to snuggle with Xander and Kaino, and maybe see where things go from there. “How about we go into the living room and sprawl on the comfy furniture? We’ll be able to all lie together in there.”

Xander presses against my back and nips gently at the shell of my ear. “I’d like that.” Okay, so he’s on the same page. Excellent. Kaino takes my outstretched hand and I slip the other hand into Xander’s then lead them both out of the kitchen, stopping just inside the living room door. “We can all fit comfortably on the sofa. Or…” I pause, unsure if it’s too soon to suggest an alternate location.

“Or?” Xander’s arm wraps around me as he presses his hard cock against my hip.

I squeeze his hand and glance at Kaino, whose comfort level is the main reason I’m hesitating. Xander wouldn’t have a problem stripping down in the middle of the kitchen, though he’d definitely prefer the comfort of a bed. But I don’t want Kaino to feel pressured into agreeing to something they aren’t ready for. “ Or , we could go to my room, where there’s a California King bed and lots of space to move around.”

Xander nuzzles along my jaw. “I vote bed.”

I snort. “Yeah, I figured. But Kaino, if you’re not okay with that, we can stay down here.”

Still holding my hand, Kaino brings it to their lips and kisses my knuckles, their eyes locked on mine as they slowly back toward the entry. “I believe your room is this way.”

Fucking hell. I’d been excited, thinking we might fool around a bit on the couch and maybe even get each other off. And that still may be all we do. But it feels like there’s more weight to it when a bed is involved. “Yep. Top of the steps and to the left.”

There’s a gleam in Kaino’s eyes that I haven’t seen in a long, long time. “I remember.”

“Unless you want to take the elevator.”

Xander shakes his head. “Too slow.”

“Exactly.” Kaino leads us up the stairs, and if I had a free hand, I might consider pinching myself to make sure this isn’t a dream. It’s hotter than any dream I’ve ever had. Fuck, this could be hotter than any fantasy I’ve ever had. By the time we make it into my room, I’m vibrating with anticipation, and my cock is already hard. “Okay. Just ’cause we’re in a bedroom doesn’t mean there’s an expectation. We only go as far as is comfortable for each of us. Right?”

“Right.” Xander grabs a handful of my shirt and pulls it up to my armpits. Laughing, I lift my arms so he can haul it the rest of the way off.

Kaino rolls their eyes. “Subtle.”

“Seriously?” Xander raises an eyebrow at them. “Who’s going for subtle?” He reaches for the button on my jeans. “I want everyone naked. I’ve wanted that for longer than I care to think about.” He winks at Kaino. “The only reason I’m not tearing your clothes off is because I respect that you might not be into that.” When he turns his heated gaze on me, I’m surprised my clothes don’t burst into flames. “You, I know, are into that.”

I grab his wrist, stopping him, at least momentarily, from opening the front of my pants, and meet Kaino’s gaze. “Are you okay with this? You’ll let us know when we reach your limit. Right?”

Kaino nods. “I will. I promise. But, before we go any further, we need to discuss ground rules.” Xander groans in frustration but Kaino shoots him a look that has him quiet in seconds. “Good boy.” I can practically feel Xander shiver with pleasure, and I make a mental note and highlight it so I don’t forget just how much Xander likes praise. “For this encounter, everyone has free will. If I give you instructions, and you don’t want to comply, you don’t have to. But speak up. Understood?” Xander and I both nod, but that doesn’t seem to be enough for Kaino. “Please say yes or no, so we’re all on the same page.”

Xander and I both respond with yeses. “Also, if you decide at first to follow my instructions, but once you begin, you change your mind, stop and speak up. Alright?”

“Yes.”

“I’ll keep things fairly tame this time around. If we all enjoy the experience and want to try something like this again, we’ll have a discussion about likes and dislikes and what might improve the session.”

Xander grins and murmurs, “Session.” He nudges me gently. “Told you they’re a dom.”

Kaino’s lip twitches, but they don’t break a smile. “Xander, behave.” Xander’s eyes flick in Kaino’s direction, and they nod once. “Now, Bjorn, are there any hard nos for you? Things you absolutely do not want to happen?”

I look at him blankly, my brain suddenly unable to come up with a single thing, though I know I have hard nos. “Um…”

“Maybe it will help if I start with my own. My hard nos begin with bodily fluids. No spit, no excrement, no urine. Semen only if negotiated ahead of time, and never on my face. No impact or pain play. So no slapping, spanking, or pinching. No immobilization, even if it’s just your body weight. You both are much bigger than I am, and that would be a problem for me. Yes to kissing, yes to touching everywhere, yes to mutual masturbation or frotting. Rimming is a yes if discussed in advance. Good hygiene is a must, especially when oral sex is involved. Yes to penetrative sex if discussed ahead of time and the mood is right.”

I blink, stunned at how quickly they rattled off that list. “Is that all?”

Kaino shakes their head. “No, but this and your inability to remember any of yours are pretty good examples of why those things should be negotiated ahead of time, not right before or during sex. Stopping mid-play can be a mood killer, and there are a plethora of yeses and nos that can be missed. I’ll show you both the checklist later.”

There’s a checklist? I can see what they mean about mood killer. “Um. Great. Thanks.”

Kaino chuckles. “Okay, Bjorn, any hard nos?”

“Yeah. That whole section about bathroom stuff is a hard no for me too.” I grin at Xander. “The rest of that sounded pretty good. Or at least intriguing. I’ve never done much with BDSM stuff, but a hard slap on the ass now and then is exciting.” I waggle my eyebrows at him. “And you know I love my nipples tweaked. Yes to penetration and oral sex. Both giving and receiving. And I agree on the hygiene point.” I turn back to Kaino. “I think that’s it for now.”

“And Xander, how about you?”

His blush is back, and it’s adorable. But not as adorable as watching him get all flustered and breathless by stern and in- charge Kaino. “Yes to good hygiene. No to the other bathroom stuff. No to anything painful. I’m not sure about being tied up, so no to that for now. Yes to all the touching and kissing and licking. Definite yes to giving penetrative sex. Receiving is a probable yes, but I’d like to discuss it first.” He shrugs. “Guess that’s it.”

The spark in the air has fizzled, and both our dicks have flagged a bit, but as soon as Xander reaches out and tweaks my nipple, I gasp, back in the moment. “Do it again.”

“No.” Xander freezes at the command in Kaino’s voice, and we both glance at them. “Xander, I want you to kiss Bjorn.”

With a sultry smirk, Xander leans in, ready to claim my mouth, but I hold up a finger and press it to his lips. “Am I allowed to kiss him back?”

“Yes. Either of you can respond, but you can’t initiate on your own. That’s my role.”

Grinning, I stroke my finger down Xander’s lip, over his chin, and along his throat. “Pucker up, buttercup.”

He pretends to nip at my finger. “You’re awfully cocky for someone who isn’t in charge of the situation.”

“Damn right I’m cocky. I have two gorgeous people in my bedroom. One who’s about to rail me until I can’t think clearly, and the other who’s going to tell him exactly how to do that.” I smirk, and Xander sighs dramatically, but I can see he’s fighting a grin. He presses closer, and electricity zips over my skin. I drop my gaze to his lips, anticipation thrumming through every part of my body. “Fucking kiss me already, you big tease.” Xander’s lips press against mine, gentle at first, but all of three seconds later, we’re moaning into each other’s mouths, lips parting, tongues caressing as the heat rises. Fuck, it’s scorching and sweet, and my balls throb. I want to grab Xander, press him against the wall, and rub our cocks together until we both come.

“Stop.”

Xander whines and I agree, but we did just put Kaino in charge, so I freeze. Kainosteps closer, taking my face in their hands, never dropping my gaze. They push up onto their toes, pressing their lips to mine as they slide one hand through my hair to cup the back of my head. Pleasure crackles over my skin as they wrap their other arm around my neck, pulling me closer. I moan against their plush lips as Xander flicks his tongue along my shoulder and up my neck. Fucking fuck. I close my eyes and revel in the touch of my partners. Holy shit. This is really happening. I slide an arm around Kaino, hauling them closer, so turned on that when Xander finally lowers the zipper on my jeans, the vibration goes right to my cock. “Fuck. I want you both so much.”

Xander shoves his hand down the front of my boxer briefs, and I groan as his large hand wraps around me, stroking in long, slow pulls. Dropping my head backward, I squeeze my eyes shut, groaning as I try to thrust into his fist. “Jesus, Bjorn, you’re already leaking.” His voice promises pleasure that his hand is only hinting at. “That’s so damned hot.” He nibbles my earlobe. “I want to lick you all over.”

“Fuck. Xander.” I sway on my feet as all the blood in my body rushes to my dick. It takes too much self control, and not a small amount of determined focus, to grab his wrist again and still his movement. “I swear, Doc, we’ll get there. I want that too. That and more. But you already have me so close, and there’s no need to rush.” Leaning in, I kiss him hungrily, sweeping my tongue between his parted lips, caressing him with long, needy strokes before pulling back and turning to Kaino. “What will make you feel good?”

They take a wider stance, slotting my leg between theirs before beginning a slow grind against my thigh. Their pupils expand, and fuck, that’s so hot. “Kissing. Kissing will make me feel good.” Their deep, growly voice drips with sensuality, and fuck, I’m so hard. “And this.” They grind harder against my thigh, and I groan as my body trembles with need. “And watching Xander fuck you while I stroke myself.”

I squeeze my eyes shut and suck in air, willing my body to wait, but Jesus, I’m so fucking close to coming untouched. This is what it feels like when every sexual desire you’ve ever had becomes reality. “Fuck, yes. Yes, please.” I glance at Xander, who’s already nodding quickly.

“Yes.” His voice is breathy, and I can see his pulse pounding in his neck. “I vote for that.” His eyes gleam hungrily, and he bites his lower lip before blurting out, “I vote for bossy Kaino telling me how to fuck you.”

Kaino grinds down on my thigh with a low moan, as if the idea turns them on, too. “That okay with you, Bjorn?”

Are they serious? I look them square in the eyes. “Hells, yes.” The image of Xander, sweaty and gasping for air, pounding into me with powerful snaps of his hips, has me dizzy with need. “So much yes.”

Their grin is almost feral as they slide off my leg. I watch, fascinated, as their expression turns calculating and their entire demeanor changes from needy to… something opposite. “Clothes off. All of them. Then get on the bed.” They turn to Xander. “You too. Strip.”

Xander whimpers and lets go of me so quickly that I stumble before catching my balance. I can’t even fault him because I’m just as eager. I’ve never done anything like this. Never been in a sexual situation with more than one person before, never had someone dictating the scene or been watched, intentionally anyway. And I can’t honestly say which of those things has me as hard as steel and leaking precum. As it is, I feel like a slight breeze would have me coming instantly.

Before I can even take off my shoes, Xander is bare ass naked and crawling up the bed. I groan. I’m now presented with a beautiful view of his long, thin cock and perfectly round, low-hanging balls swinging between his legs as he moves. “Fuuuck, Xander.” My mouth waters, and I pinch the head of my dick, trying to get my body under control. I’ve always had a thing for that angle, even in porn. It doesn’t matter if the cock is thick, thin, long, short, or if the balls are hairy, shaved, well defined or encompassed in one gloriously firm sack. Show me an ass shot of balls hanging between a guy’s legs, and I’m hard as nails in seconds.

He flops onto the pillows and rolls over, already stroking himself slowly. Kaino shakes his head. “Hands off. No touching yet.” I’m surprised how quickly Xander complies. Kaino walks to the side of the bed and strokes Xander’s cheek. “Good boy. Thank you for listening.”

Even from here, I can see Xander’s fair Danish skin turning pink under the praise. And fuck, that’s hot. I drop my jeans and briefs to the floor and step to the bed, gently placing a kiss on Kaino’s lips. “Join us if you want.”

Xander is vibrating with excitement. I flop down onto the bed and roll toward him, letting my gaze roam over his beautiful body. He’s not excessively muscular, but he is defined. I trace a fingertip down his arm, lightly following the dips and curves of his muscles, even if Kaino didn’t say to. “Do you still run?”

Xander nods, and when he pries his gaze from Kaino, he rolls to face me, sliding his hands over my torso. His fingers brush the edge of my scar, and he gasps, eyes dropping to the wound. He carefully traces along the still pink and puckered skin. “I can’t believe we almost lost you.” He looks into my eyes. “We almost didn’t get our second chance. I’m so glad that didn’t happen.” He kisses me softly, combing his fingers through my hair. “And yes, I still run. Usually in the morning.” Xander drops his hand to my chest, slipping his fingers through the dark, curly hair. “You obviously work out.”

“Yeah, before the accident.” The intensity of his gaze, the way his eyes devour me, makes me feel all kinds of sexy, and I forget about the scar. “Obviously, I haven’t since. But I’m eager to get back to it.”

“Both of you, move closer.”

I definitely want to be as close to Xander as possible, so I shuffle until there’s less than an inch between our naked bodies and our cocks are almost touching. Anticipation and eagerness steal my breath, coating my body in a fine sheen of sweat. “I want to touch every inch of your beautiful, pale skin.”

The sound of wood dragging over carpet momentarily diverts my attention, giving us a moment to calm down. A fully dressed Kaino settles into the armless chair, now free of discarded garments. They’re about ten feet from the bed and positioned at an angle that allows them an up close and personal view of what we’re doing. Which, unfortunately, is nothing at the moment. But there’s a gleam in Kaino’s eyes, and I’m guessing that won’t be the case for long. “Xander, tweak Bjorn’s nipple.” I gasp as pain flares through my pec, followed by warmth spreading in its wake. “Do you think he likes that, Kit?” Xander’s gaze snaps up to Kaino’s, as a blush colors his cheeks. “You like that nickname?”

Xander nods, his eyes practically glowing with euphoria. “It reminds me of kitten.” His blush is sweet and I tighten my hold on him.

“Yes, but more mature.” They wink at Xander. “Unless you’re into age play.”

With an almost violent shake of his head, Xander makes it clear that’s not what he wants. “No thank you. Kit is good.”

“Good. Now, tell me what should I have you do to Bjorn.”

Xander turns his gaze to me, his eyes going dark with lust. “I want his nipple in my mouth.” Xander’s voice is rough and needy, and fuck if I don’t want that too.

Kaino chuckles. “I’m sure that’s not all you want in your mouth. But patience, Kit.” Patience is something I’m quickly losing. My cock is leaking profusely now, and I want to play too. “Bjorn, suck on Xander’s fingers.”

Eagerly, I grab Xander’s wrist and bring his hand to my mouth, licking his palm before slowly sucking his thumb into my mouth. His pupils dilate as I swirl my tongue around the pad, slowly sliding it from between my wet lips with a pop. Why is this so fucking hot? “I can’t wait to do this to your cock. Sucking you in slowly, licking around the crown, tasting your precum.” Xander shudders as I switch to his index finger, sucking on it with gentle pulses, sliding it in and out of my mouth, getting it nice and wet. “You could tease my hole and slip this long, wet finger into me.”

“Jesus, Bjorn.” Xander’s cock throbs between us.

Fuck, I want him. His mouth, his cock, something. Anything. I turn to Kaino, ready to beg, and suck in a breath. “Fuck, Kaino.”

They’re still fully clothed, with their cock out, stroking it in long pulls. I stare at the mouthwatering sight of their foreskin sliding over the leaking head, then gliding back with their tantalizingly slow strokes. Need slams into me like a physical blow, and I’m right there, at the edge. Kaino raises an eyebrow, their look almost challenging, like they’re daring me to come. “Problem?” They stare into my eyes as they add a slight twist of the wrist on the upstroke and gasp.

I shake my head. “Fuck, no. You look so good.” I feel Xander’s breath on my face as he turns his head to follow my gaze.

His low, almost painful groan says it all. “Fucking hell, Kaino. I want to touch.” He reaches toward them, making a grabbing motion.

“Quiet, brat.” Their lips twist up in a smirk as Xander drops his hand back to my chest. “Good boy. That earns you a choice. Would you rather touch Bjorn, or be touched by him?”

“Touch. Every square inch of him.”

“Bjorn, where’s your lube?” Kaino’s question has my heart racing. Finally, we’re getting somewhere.

I stifle a needy moan as Kaino stands and stalks toward the bed, every compact inch of them radiating strength and control. They stop right in front of me, their cock jutting out from the opening in their trousers, so close I can smell their deliciously musky scent. If I lean a bit to the left, I could lick the wetness pooling at the tip. But I’m not allowed. With a groan, I squeeze my eyes shut. “Fuck, Kaino, quit teasing me.”

They laugh. “Where’s the fun in that? Now, lube?” I gesture to the side table, where a large, clear bottle with a pump dispenser sits behind the box of tissues. It’s two-thirds full of water-based lube, because I know how to take care of my toys.

“I have more if we need it.”

Kaino laughs and grabs the bottle. “I have no doubt. Xander, palm up.” They squirt several pumps of lube into his hand. “Wrap your fist around your cocks.”

The moment Xander’s slick fist grips us, I groan and lean forward, resting my head against his shoulder. “Fuck. That feels so good.” But Xander doesn’t move, and I pull back to find him watching Kaino.

“Good boy, Kit.” Kaino’s grin is feral as they stare into Xander’s eyes, stroking themselves but not allowing Xander to do the same for us. Before a string of expletives pour out of my mouth, Kaino shows mercy. “Stroke your cocks.” The slick sound of lubed skin on skin and the scents of sex and cologne combine with Xander’s firm stroke and Kaino’s intense presence in an erotic sensory experience unlike anything I’ve ever encountered before. I’m so turned on that every inch of me aches to come. I turn my head, kissing the limited part of Xander’s neck I can reach, and feel him tremble. Thank god it’s not just me. “Feels so good, babe. God, I want you, Xander. I want you inside me, fucking me. I remember how you feel. How deep you get. How hard you make me come.”

“Jesus Christ, Bjorn, you can’t say things like that when I’m on a hair trigger.”

I chuff against his skin, clenching my hands into fists so I don’t touch when I haven’t been given permission. “I’m pretty sure you’re going to make me come with little effort.” Fuck, I want to touch him. I want to touch Kaino. Tilting my head back, I groan and thrust harder into Xander’s fist. Kaino is just a few feet from the bed, cock in hand, stroking themselves, matching our rhythm. “Fuck. Kaino, let me touch you.”

“No.” They lean down, slowly pressing their mouth to mine. I moan as their lips part, our tongues stroking deeply, each caress making my blood thrum so loudly that I can hear it in my ears. I strain to maintain the mind-blowing kiss even as Kaino brings it to an end, their long fingers threading through my beard.

Xander hauls my head back by my hair, fisting the strands in a firm grasp just the right side of painful, his eyes full of lust. “Kaino, I want to kiss him.”

“Good to know.” I glance at their face in time to see the slight twitch at the corner of their mouth. They’re as much of a little shit as Xander is.

Xander growls deep in his throat and turns his gaze on Kaino. “Please. Let me kiss him.”

Kaino stares at him for a long moment, then nods. “Okay, Kit. You’ve been good. Go ahead.” Xander’s grip tightens in my hair as he slams his mouth to mine, possessively claiming his prize. The kiss is hard, demanding, Xander’s tongue forging a fiery path into my mouth, and I swear the throbbing in my balls increases tenfold. These two could easily kiss me to orgasm, and I’d gladly let them. I’m about to shove Xander back and crawl on top of him, instructions be damned, when Kaino turns the tables and pulls Xander from the kiss. “Enough. My turn.” Kaino covers Xander’s mouth with theirs, and, much as I had, Xander melts under the onslaught of so much heat.

I slip from his grasp and grab my cock, furiously stroking myself, unable to tear my eyes away from the torrid scene in front of me. “Fuuuuck. That’s so goddamned hot.” Kaino’s hand shoots out and grasps my wrist, stilling my movement, even as they continue to devour Xander’s mouth. It’s an incredible display of awareness and somehow it’s hotter than anything we’ve done so far.

Xander moans and pushes up onto his knees, lips never leaving Kaino’s, hands dropping to tug at the hem of Kaino’s shirt. Before any fabric moves, Kaino pushes Xander’s hands away and ends the kiss, shaking their head. “Not tonight. Tonight I’m the watcher. The director. And you, my beautiful man, will do what I tell you. Right?”

“Yes.” The word comes out breathy and slightly dazed.

Kaino strokes Xander’s cheek. “What’s your safeword, Kit?” Xander blinks, like the question doesn’t make sense. Kaino pinches Xander’s chin between their index finger and thumb and tilts his chin up so they’re eye to eye. “Tell me your safeword, Xander.”

It’s visible the moment his brain comes back online. He clears his throat. “Manderley.”

Kaino grins. “Alright.”

I snort, and Xander looks at me, slightly defensive. “What? Daphne du Maurier’s Rebecca is one of my favorite books.”

“Hey, it’s cool with me. I doubt we’d ever work that into a regular conversation, so I’d definitely notice if you said it.” I lean back on the pillows, still not stroking myself though I desperately want to. “Any chance we can get back to the sex and leave the book stuff for later?”

Kaino raises an eyebrow at me. “What’s your safeword?”

“Spawn.” I try not to grin as both blink at how rapidly I came up with my answer. They don’t need to know I’ve been thinking about it since we had that discussion about being tied up.

Xander frowns. “As in offspring?”

Laughter pours out of me as I shake my head. “No. As in where your character reappears in first-person shooter video games.”

Xander rolls his eyes. “And the mood has been killed.” Kaino pulls him close and presses their lips together, quickly deepening the kiss until Xander is a whimpering mess, clutching at Kaino’s clothes.

Kaino steps back, palm cupping Xander’s cheek. “Are you ready to be good for me?” Nodding, Xander sits back on his heels, his long cock proudly jutting away from his body. Kaino turns to me, smirk on their face as they glance down at my still hard cock. “You’re obviously ready.”

“I’m always ready for sexy time. But you haven’t told us your safeword.”

Kaino doesn’t miss a beat. “Red.”

I’m equal parts annoyed and impressed. “That’s no fair. If I’d known we could’ve gone with something simple like that, I would have.”

The smirk fades from Kaino’s lips, but the spark of mischief remains in their eyes. “Lie back, Bjorn.” I reposition myself onto the pillows and raise one knee, keeping my foot flat on the mattress so they both have a clear view of my cock and balls. God, I need this. My balls are throbbing, and I’m nearing desperation levels. Xander’s gaze immediately drops to my ass, and he licks his lips.

Kaino’s voice cuts through the sexual haze. “Tell me what you want, Kit.”

“I want to lick him.” His eyes drift up my body until they’re locked on mine. “Everywhere.”

Kaino tilts Xander’s face toward them and kisses him softly. “You’re being so good for me. That can be your reward.”

Xander’s face breaks into a wide grin as he drops onto hands and knees, crawling up the bed, stalking me like a wild animal. Damn, it’s sexy as hell. When he gets to my feet, Xander lowers his torso and places a gentle kiss on my ankle. Then another one on my lower calf. And another every few inches until his nose is buried in the crook of my hip and his lips mouth at my balls. He inhales deeply and groans. “God damn, Bjorn, you smell incredible.” He rubs his cheek against my cock like he’s scenting me, and it’s so damned sexy.

“I taste even better. I promise.” Xander’s wild grin is all the warning I get before he licks a stripe up my balls and cock, sucking my tip into his mouth. He swirls his tongue around the head and through the slit, moaning loudly, sending light vibrations down my shaft. I hum approvingly and slide my fingers into his hair, dislodging his messy man bun so it falls around his shoulders, covering his face. The silky strands glide over my skin, tickling my abdomen and thighs. With a gleam in his eye, Xander sucks harder, sliding his lips down my cock until the head hits the back of his throat. He chokes a bit but keeps going, recovering quickly. “Fucking hell, Xander. Baby, your mouth feels so good.” I push myself up on my elbows so I can watch him, and this time, he takes me so deep that his nose presses against my body. My cock is surrounded in wet heat, and I fight against my rapidly growing need to come. “Fuck.” I lean on one elbow and brush back his hair so I can watch him consume me. “You look so good with your lips stretched around me.” I groan as he sucks harder. “You like that? When I tell you how incredible your mouth feels? How fucking sexy you look with my cock down your throat?”

That seems to spur him on. He bobs up and down, stroking me with his lips and tongue, swirling them around the head before gliding lower until I’m buried in his throat again. “Fuuuuuck. Baby, you’re so good at that.” I’d forgotten Xander’s low gag reflex, though he’s thoroughly reminding me of that fact right now. I glance at Kaino, who’s moved to the bed, lounging across the bottom, propped up on one elbow, still fully clothed, cock in hand, stroking themself. Their eyes are fixed on Xander’s lips, and I can’t blame them. He’s a beautiful man, but right now, lust-drunk, he’s stunning.

Like he knows we’re watching, he glances up at us, before slowly letting my cock slip from between his lips. “I love sucking your cock. You taste amazing.”

“Fuck me.” It’s what I want. What I need. “Please.”

Heat flares in his eyes, but he glances at Kaino, so I do as well. Kaino watches us. “Is that what you want, Bear?” I nod. “Do you want to come?”

“Yes.” My voice sounds breathy, almost desperate.

Kaino sits up and considers. “How?”

I blink. “What?”

Pushing to their feet, Kaino moves around the end of the bed until they’re standing next to me. They stroke my jaw with their fingertips before leaning in and kissing me slowly, sensually, with the gentlest caress of their tongue along mine. “How do you want to come?”

“Um.” My brain isn’t braining properly because ‘through my cock’ can’t possibly be the right answer. I try to parse the words, but my thoughts fixate on how delicious they smell, like green tea and bergamot. How soft their lips are and how much I want to feel them against mine again.

Kaino grins, like they know I’m struggling. “Last chance for input.”

“Um.” Enough oxygen must get to my few remaining brain cells because I come up with what seems to be an acceptable answer. “Xander inside me.”

“Hmmm. What if I put you on your hands and knees and have Xander fuck you from behind? You’d feel every inch of his long, hard cock sliding into you, thrusting so deep you’d feel him in your guts.” I groan and nod vigorously, wanting that. “Or maybe I’ll have you ride him, bouncing your biteable ass on his cock until you come all over his chest.” Xander whimpers, which almost triggers an echoing one from me, but I manage to swallow it back. Fuck, why is this so arousing? I want to make the decision, but I also don’t want to. “Should I have him fuck you with the toys I know you have in one of these drawers?”

I shake my head. “No. I’ll come, and I want to come on his cock. I want him inside me.”

Kaino boops my nose. “But you’re not in charge right now, Bjorn. Give up control. Let it go.” And they’re right. I trust Kaino. They aren’t reckless. They think things through. They understand responsibility. They know what I like. I look them in the eyes and hesitate, biting my lip, unsure. Kaino takes my hand and squeezes. “Let go, Bear. I have you.”

I take a breath and give them the reins. “Okay. I trust you.”

Kaino’s eyes widen for a moment, as if my response surprises them. Maybe they were expecting more resistance. To be honest, I was too. But if anyone is the responsible adult in the room, it’s them. And then it hits me. If they’re the responsible one, that means I don’t have to be. A weight lifts from my shoulders, and I want to laugh. But that might freak them out, so I swallow it down. Kaino leans in and devours my mouth. I slide my arms around their neck and moan, clinging tighter as they pull back. They gently extricate themselves and stroke my cheek. “Thank you for trusting me.” Then the wicked gleam is back. “Now, on your back. Ass on the edge of the bed, knees pulled up to your chest.” They turn to Xander. “Alright, Kit, on your feet, stand next to the bed between his feet.”

We both scramble to obey. Xander stares at my ass, licking his lips before his eyes dart to Kaino for permission. Kaino shakes their head. “No. We haven’t showered.” Xander pouts, whimpering quietly. “You can stroke him, though. Tease him. Just don’t let him come.”

That seems to appease Xander, who grins and turns back to me, fingers ghosting around my hole. I groan, dropping my head to the mattress as he tortures me with light brushes of his fingertips, teasing the nerve-rich area. “Fuck. That feels so fucking good.” I barely restrain myself from grasping Xander’s hand and impaling myself on his fingers. I need him inside me. I want him deep like no one else ever has been. I support my weight on my shoulders, making the awkward position work so I can spread myself open for him. “Baby, you’re so good at this.” The tip of his finger teases around the furled skin, and I shiver, the ache in my balls intensifying until it’s almost too painful and the need to come is unbearable. How many times can I get this close only to have Kaino and Xander deny me again? “Fuck. Xander, baby, please.”

Xander presses his fingertip against my hole, ignoring my pleading for him to go faster, teasing me until my cock is continuously leaking precum and my body vibrates with need. I squeeze my eyes shut, trying not to beg him to fuck me now, goddammit. Kaino’s voice cuts through my lust-induced haze. “Look how you have him ready to explode, Kit.” Their voice is as wrecked as I feel, like what we’re doing has them just as desperate as I am. Kaino’s fingers slide through my sweat-damp hair. “Should Xander fuck you now, Bjorn?”

“Yes!” I practically whimper. “God, yes. Please.”

Kaino smacks my ass, but only hard enough to lightly sting. “On your hands and knees.” I scramble to do as I’m told. “Get him ready, Kit.”

I use the reprieve to catch my breath, calm my racing heart. Unable to accomplish either, I resort to gripping my cock, squeezing the base and breathing slowly as I listen to the click and squelch of lube being dispensed. That alone is nearly enough to make me come. Xander places a hand on my lower back, steadying me, and my heart flutters in anticipation, my body primed as he glides lubed fingers over my hole, rubbing gently before pressing two inside. “Fuck.” It’s barely a whisper as I press back, not wanting to wait for some misguided attempt to move slowly so he doesn’t hurt me. “Feels so good.” I look over my shoulder at him as I rock my hips against his hand. “Need more.”

Xander doesn’t question me. I have nothing to prove by taking more than I should, faster than I should, and he knows it. He also knows I have toys that are significantly more girthy than his two fingers. He preps me anyway, leaning over my back to kiss my shoulder as he hooks his fingers inside me, thoroughly stretching the ring of muscle before slowly fucking me with them again.

Kaino’s voice is like a sensual caress. “Is he ready, Kit?”

Xander slows his stroke, teasing me. “Ready, sweetheart?”

“God, yes. Please, Kaino. I need Xander’s cock in me.”

I hear the drawer open again, followed by the sound of foil tearing. Kaino hands Xander the condom and impressively, Xander slides it on one-handed, his fingers still stroking in and out of my ass as Kaino stands next to the bed, fingers combing through my hair again. “Turn over, Bear.” My heart clenches, and I take a breath, finally hearing what they’ve been calling me. It’s been ages, and it tugs hard at my heart. Years ago, when Kaino discovered that Bjorn means bear in Norwegian, they’d called me that as a term of affection. I look up at them, and they brush their fingers along my jaw. “I want to see your face.” They look at Xander, and though I miss the exchange, Kaino smiles and amends the request. “ We want to see your face.” I turn my head and kiss their fingers, then drop onto my back, pulling my thighs up to my chest.

My gaze catches Xander’s, and there’s so much affection and desire there that my body can’t help but respond, shivering as if he’s actually stroking my cock. “You ready?”

I nod, anticipation sweeping through me like one big adrenaline rush as Xander lets his fingers slip from my body. Before I can protest, the blunt head of his cock presses against my hole, and I bear down as the mushroom head pushes inside. Xander leans in, letting gravity draw him deeper into my body. “Oh fuck.” I’m so turned on, so ready for him, that there isn’t any pain, just the incredible feeling of being stuffed full. And still it’s not enough. I spread my legs wider, and he pushes all the way in, stretching me just to the edge of discomfort. When I feel his balls pressed against my ass, I clench around him and curse as a wave of pleasure shoots through me, and I barely keep from coming. “Fuck, baby, you feel so good.”

“Jesus Christ.” Xander squeezes his eyes shut and breathes deeply, exhaling a long sigh through his mouth.

He looks almost pained, but I can’t tell if it’s in a good way or a bad way. “You okay?”

Xander nods and opens his eyes, his smile rueful. “It’s been a very long time.” I’m not positive if he means in general or since we’ve been together, so I’m not sure how to respond. “You feel so good. I want this to last.”

I reach down and squeeze myself. “Yeah, having a similar issue. I forgot how incredible you are at this.”

The compliment isn’t bullshit, so I don’t feel manipulative saying it. But it does have the benefit of helping him relax and get his confidence going. “Yeah?” He slowly rocks his hips, each thrust longer and deeper than the last.

“Yeah. I’ve almost come at least twice now. Shit, your mouth and your fingers. And god, now your cock.” I moan as he thrusts harder. “Fuck, yeah, that feels really good, baby.”

Xander’s cheeks pink, and he picks up speed. “I like when you call me baby.” He looks at Kaino. “I like when you call me Kit. it makes me feel wanted.”

The sentence is barely out of his mouth before my heart feels like it’s going to explode in my chest. I pull him down into a fierce kiss, pouring everything I’m feeling into it—the hope, the affection, the fear, and the protectiveness. “You are wanted. In every possible way. I want all of you.”

Xander’s smile is incandescent. He glances up at Kaino, and I follow his gaze in time to see them nodding. “All of you, Kit. Not just your brain.” Kaino winks. “The rest of you is pretty sexy, too.”

That makes Xander laugh, and he turns back to me with a wicked grin. “Better hang on to your hat.”