25. Graham

"It would be our pleasure, El," Doc tells Elliot.

The gentle dominance of my mate's alpha voice sends a burst of heat through me. Together, Doc and I are going to make El feel good.

"Right now, I want you to relax for us and let us take care of you. Can you do that, El?" I ask.

"I trust you," he says softly, his voice breathy and low. "And I want this."

The admission is a gift, and Doc rewards Elliot with a soft kiss.

When I went into the house to clean up, I wasn't sure what to expect. But then I felt Doc's arousal through the bond, and the tug he gave me led me outside, dishes half done, to find them making out as they swayed to the music. It was a beautiful sight.

I'm so proud of Elliot for taking these steps, for how much he's trusting us in allowing himself to be sandwiched between us. Elliot is a study in contradictions. He's big. Easily 6'6" with a body that's cut from stone. He's all toned lines and jutting angles, with a sharp jaw, piercing eyes, and blunt hair. But inside, even after seeing so much bad in the world, he has this soft innocence. There's a tenderness to him that is impossible to resist. It makes me want to shield him, to protect that marshmallow center.

I rake my nails along Elliot's chest, and he shudders beneath me, his mouth opening on a sigh as I rub my hard cock along his ass. Elliot fears touch, especially from alphas because of his past, but when he lets himself have it, it's easy to see how much he craves affection. He's starved for it, needs touch more than anyone I've ever met, and it makes me ache with the desire to give it to him. I want to replace all those old memories with new ones full of pleasure and love.

Doc's hands tease between us, gripping the rounded curve of Elliot's tight ass. It causes his fingers to brush along the outline of my cock, and arousal zips through me. I groan at the contact, already aching at the thought of finally being able to touch my two alpha mates together.

Doc breaks away from their kiss, pushing Elliot's chin toward me. "Kiss Graham. Nice and slow."

It's my turn to taste him, and I marvel at the feel of his kiss-swollen lips on mine. He tastes like he smells, chocolate and marshmallow with a hint of smoky sweetness. This time I'm in control, and I savor it, taking my fill. He's hesitant at first, but I kiss him until he's chasing my mouth.

I love to see Elliot giving in to the feelings between us. After so long, it feels incredible not to have to hold back. It's almost overwhelming, finally having him here with us. I suck on his tongue, and he moans, grinding his ass back against me. My cock throbs as my heart beats too fast in my chest.

Tugging, I lift Elliot's shirt up and toss it to the side. I smile into his neck when I feel him shudder at the contact. His needy sounds fill up my soul. I learn the feel of his skin, sucking along his throat while tracing the smooth patches on the hard planes of his chest. My hands and mouth are greedy in their exploration after finally being given free rein.

"Does it feel good, handsome? Because I love the way you feel between the two of us," I murmur, scraping my teeth along his ear until his breath hitches.

"Gods, yes?—"

His words cut off with a groan as Doc unbuttons Elliot's jeans and bunches them down past his hips. Elliot is wearing skin-tight black boxers, his huge cock already hard and the pink head pushing against the top of the waistband. I lean around his shoulder and watch as Doc's long fingers dance around the edge of Elliot's underwear. El's cock jumps, smearing pre-cum along his lower stomach.

Doc rubs a drop around the tip, circling the crown and teasing the fat head. I help, shoving Elliot's underwear down to cup under his balls.

Fuck. I'll never get over how gorgeous his cock is. It's massive, long and veiny, with so much girth that he's going to wreck me with it. I can't fucking wait.

I join Doc, the two of us working together to pleasure our alpha mate. Our bonds are thrumming with excitement and arousal. Sadie's lust and joy feeds into ours, and I can't tell if she's riding a contact high or about to orgasm herself, but I know that even though she's not with us in body, she is with us in spirit. It feels as if she's silently cheering us on, her bond thrumming between us.

We use spit-slicked hands, dragging them up and down Elliot's cock in tandem. I love the feel of him, want to savor this moment and etch it in my memory. This is the first time he's truly let us touch him and it's amazing, better than I ever imagined.

Elliot rests against me, letting me take his weight, as his head falls back on a moan. "Fuck, that's so good."

I kiss along Elliot's shoulder, sucking blooming red marks into his skin. I stroke him in long corkscrews up and down his hard shaft as Doc steps back and undoes his own belt. He fumbles until he's got his cock out, his bond pulsing underneath my skin with throbbing heat.

Doc cups his hand, bringing it to my mouth, and I spit. He uses it as lube, then lines up his cock with Elliot's, holding them both in the cup of his palm. The head of Doc's cock fits under El's thick crown, pushing at that sensitive underside in a move that I know from experience will drive Elliot wild.

The first stroke of Doc's hand on their joined cocks makes Elliot buck. The debauched squelching sounds as Doc jerks them makes me feral with need. The ridge of Elliot's cockhead catches Doc's, their slick heads brushing against each other. Elliot gasps and rocks into Doc's curved palm, making their cocks slip and slide together. I suck and bite along Elliot's meaty shoulder, my hands massaging the skin of his chest, watching in rapture as the two cocks glide between Doc's hand.

Elliot reaches up behind him, his fingers digging into the nape of my neck and his mouth open, letting breathy little noises escape. His pupils are blown wide, his expression one of awe. I can appreciate the feeling.

"Look at the two of you together. It's so hot watching Doc fuck your cock against his," I say.

Elliot jerks, his muscles spasming at my words. "I'm sorry. Shit. I'm already close."

"Don't ever be sorry for giving yourself to us, El," Doc says, his voice steely behind the sweet words. "I fucking love to see you like this."

I bite into Elliot's shoulder—not hard enough to bond, but enough to leave a mark. He freezes, his body going tense, then he trembles. His moan is deep and breathy, and the sound is so fucking sweet in my ears. Elliot spurts cum all over Doc's hand, ropes of it spilling from his cock and dribbling down the two shafts.

"Yes, I love your scent. Want it all over me." Doc leans in and steals the moans from Elliot's lips as I suck and nip along Elliot's jaw, stroking him through the aftershocks of his orgasm.

Elliot's eyes close, and he sags against me. Doc hugs him from the front, and I hold him from behind until his breathing evens out.

"Come on, handsome. Let's go get you cleaned up," I say.

If I could carry Elliot inside, I would, but Doc and I settle for leading our dazed alpha through the backyard and into the house to our pack's nest.

In our bathroom, I turn on the shower and wait for it to heat up. Elliot's expression is glazed over, and his movements are sluggish and relaxed. In the comfortable quiet between us, Doc and I undress Elliot slowly, kissing every new inch of skin we expose.

As Elliot becomes a little more aware, his cheeks turn a splotchy red, and his scent mixes with both embarrassment and lust. He won't look at either of us, and that won't do.

"Let us take care of you, El. There is nothing to be embarrassed about. It was sexy," Doc assures him.

Elliot doesn't open his eyes, but he nods with a jerk of his head.

I quickly undress, take El's hand, and lead him into the shower. Doc takes off his clothes with more care, hanging them on the rack in the corner before joining us under the spray.

It's quiet except for the steady pounding of the hot water. Steam billows around us. I add gel to a loofah and use slow strokes, washing and massaging Elliot's skin. Every touch is an opportunity to show this shy alpha that he's safe and loved between us. Doc hurriedly cleans himself, his eyes never leaving the two of us.

When I get to Elliot's cock, he's barely gone soft. He sucks in a breath and his eyes open. They're full of fire and a devotion that takes my breath.

"Let me touch you?" he asks, looking between Doc and me.

"You can touch me anytime, El," I say, cupping his cheek and leaning in to kiss his forehead. "There is no wrong way here, okay? I'm going to love anywhere you touch."

He takes a deep breath and gives me a tentative smile. It makes my heart trip, the beats too fast.

"Follow what I do, and anytime you want, you can explore on your own," Doc says. He squeezes body wash in his palms, working them together until they form a lather.

Elliot does the same, and together, they wash me. Elliot's touch is hesitant at first, but his eyes are blazing. His hands rub up and down my arms, over my chest, and around my back. He follows Doc's movements, watching carefully and mimicking every touch. With each one, I let my pleasure sound, my purr starting from deep in my chest.

Elliot relaxes from my purr, his strokes becoming firmer, his hands exploring. He pushes me under the spray and waits until I'm rinsed, then he plants kisses along my collarbone and down between my pecs. Over his bent head, Doc's eyes find mine and a thousand things pass between us. Tears form in Doc's eyes, and he looks away, shaking his head.

I understand. This moment is… I don't know that I have words for the significance of the moment.

When Elliot sinks to his knees on the shower floor, my purring hiccups. He's graceful in his movements, raw power tightly controlled, and the sight of him on his knees for me is almost my undoing. My cock, which has been hard since our trip to the garden, is bursting with the need to cum.

He slowly drags his soapy hands along my thighs and over my calves. It takes all my restraint to stay still for him while he explores like this. I want to look away from the sight of him on his knees if only for my own sanity. It's too good.

"Show me what he likes?" El asks Doc, looking up at both of us with raw need.

"You want me to tell you how Graham likes his cock stroked, want to know all his little secrets and tells that mean he's about to come?"

"Fuck," Elliot curses.

A shiver runs up my spine, goose bumps pebbling on my skin.

Doc leans down and takes Elliot's lips in a heated kiss before shifting around so he stands behind me. He wraps his arms around my waist and grabs hold of my impatient cock. I buck against Doc, thrusting my hips so my cock slides through his tight fist.

"See how hard you've made him, El? Touch him. Everything you do is going to blow his mind."

In a shaky, tentative move, El grabs my hip, squeezing my side.

"Run your hand along his shaft. Learn how he feels," Doc commands gently. He releases my cock, his hands roaming along my stomach and up and down my chest, trying to soothe me.

I'm already so worked up, about ready to come at the sight of Elliot on his knees with that half-lidded look of innocence mixed with lust. But I need to keep it together so Elliot can have this moment. I hold myself back even though the first touch of his finger trailing up my shaft makes my dick twitch. Elliot licks his lips and leans closer, his hot breath on my cock. Doc groans near my ear and nestles his hard cock to rub along the seam of my ass.

Doc grinds against me, his voice smooth in my ear as he directs Elliot. "That's it. See how hard he's breathing? Circle the tip of his cock, rub with your thumb on the upstroke."

I'm frantic, holding myself back, as I watch in blissful agony as Elliot takes hold of my shaft, dragging his hand back and forth along my length. My balls are drawn up tight. Doc's dick, hot and heavy against my ass, grinds into me, and we watch Elliot explore.

"He likes it nice and tight. Just like that. He's already about to come, you've got him so excited."

Elliot moans, his thick cock already plumping back up between his legs. "I want to suck you."

"Fuck," Doc curses at the request, following it with a hungry rumble from deep in his chest.

Doc thrusts against me, canting his hips to rock his cock in the tunnel of my ass cheeks. He freezes as his cum splashes along my back and drips down my ass. Doc's orgasm bursts like a tidal wave through the bond, sending my body floating. I tremble between them, grabbing hold of Doc's hip behind me and digging my fingers into his skin in an attempt to hold back the orgasm surging through me.

"I'm close, El," I grind out the words, desperate and on the edge.

His pink tongue darts from his lips, and he gives me a tentative lick. A sound of pure pleasure erupts from him, and I'm lost, fucking wrecked, because Elliot leans in and opens wide, taking me into his wet mouth.

It's uncoordinated and sloppy and so fucking perfect. He releases these muffled, hungry sounds, slurping as he eagerly bobs on my shaft. The sounds make me wild, turn me feral. Without a conscious decision, I buck into his mouth. My cock hits the back of his throat and El gags, drool spilling from him, but that doesn't stop him. If anything, he's more frantic.

It's sexy as fuck watching our restrained alpha finally let go of his control. My balls draw up tight, my dick so fucking hard that it aches with the need to come.

Elliot dives onto my shaft and looks up at me from between my legs, his mouth stretched around my cock. His cheeks are flushed with arousal and there's a softness in his eyes, a look of trust shining back at me that is my undoing. I can't hold back.

"El," I say in warning.

He pulls off my cock long enough to growl out, "Want it," before sucking me to the back of his throat. Knowing that he wants to touch me, that he is into this moment happening between the three of us, makes my knot swell.

I let go. He swallows my cum, choking on the next spurt, some of it dribbling from his mouth as he massages my knot. I moan at the mess we've made, taken with how beautifully free and uninhibited Elliot looks.

My orgasm seems to go on forever, the look of him licking my cum from his lips seared into my memory. Inside my bonds, Sadie goes off herself. Our orgasms swirl together, making my vision blur at the edges.

Elliot surges up from his knees and dives for Doc's mouth, the two of them kissing over my shoulder. I hang on to Doc behind me and El in front of me, riding out the bliss of the moment as I watch their tongues sliding together. Doc reaches around me, pumping Elliot's cock until he whimpers, then his cum is added to the mix.

I find their mouths, clinging to them in a messy kiss that feeds my soul. We pant, mouths brushing together, slowly coming back down.

"I want to cuddle, but I don't think I can move," Elliot says, making Doc and me laugh.

Doc and I clean ourselves quickly, then together, we wash our sleepy, spent mate. Elliot's eyes are closed and his hard body is pliant, all the tension he usually carries drained out of him. We dry off, not bothering to get dressed, and lead him to Sadie's nest.

It smells like pack, like safety and comfort. We climb in bed, and I spoon Elliot from behind, folding him against me. Doc takes his front, and together, we hold him. We pet and praise him, reminding Elliot how beautiful he was, how honored we are that he trusted us with his body. Doc's eyes don't waver from mine, the two of us sharing in the bond what we can't yet say. But it aches, how close we are to that beautiful dream.

The world outside grows dark, and Elliot's breathing turns deep. Neither Doc nor I so much as move, content to have him between us, as it was always meant to be.

When Sadie tiptoes in a while later, she crawls up behind me and leans over to stare at El. She runs her hands along his hair. "He's blissed out and so fucking happy," she whispers, her voice full of tears. "Thank you both for helping me love him the way he needs."

"Right back at you, precious." Doc sits up enough to kiss her.

When he's finished, she leans down and greets me with a sweet brush of her lips. Inside our bond, love and gratitude pass between us.

Logan and Hunter join us not much later. Sadie kisses my neck and rolls off the bed, going with them for a shower. I close my eyes, full of a peacefulness that I've known was possible but always felt was out of reach.