He turns to Leo, who’s already flushed and fidgeting, cock hard from his shower. “Leo?”
“Super-green.”
“You prepped?” Gideon knows the answer, but asks anyway, just to watch his mate squirm.
“Fuck off. Or…fuck on. Whatever.”
“So pretty when you blush.” He crooks a finger. “C’mere, handsome.”
Leo complies so easily, slipping in behind Luca to slide home with a deep groan.
Working quickly, Gideon binds them together around their hips and thighs. He sinks into his armchair, bare cock in his palm, stroking lazily as he watches them rock into each other with desperate rhythm, working to get each other off with the limited range of motion.
It doesn’t take long before they devolve into begging. “Please, Gideon. He’s so hot inside and—”
“So hard, Leo, fuck.”
Gideon watches as Luca clenches down, trying to shift enough againstthe ties in hopes Leo could thrust deeper, maybe even glance his prostate.
“Had enough?” Gideon murmurs.
“Yes!”
It’s unanimous and simultaneous, but he doesn’t move from his spot until both his mates are covered in a sheen of sweat and Leo has reached a forbidden hand back to spread his ass cheek wide, showing Gideon his winking hole.
“Come on, Alpha, need you.”
On his feet in an instant, Gideon smacks Leo’s hole with two fingers before bending to run the flat of his tongue over it to ease the sting.
Leo moans, whining loudly. “Ow, fuck. What was that for? Don’t stop, though…”
“You were being a tease, and that’s not the job I gave you, handsome.” He sucks on Leo’s rim, using his teeth to graze the tender ring, sucking hard until the skin turns bright pink.
“You wanted me to make him come, right? Well, fuck me and I…I—” His words break off when Gideon reaches for the big bottle of cooling lube from the selection beside the bed. “Oh fuck. Yes…love that one.”
Gideon rubs the thick head of his cock against Leo’s slicked rim, pressing down just enough to watch it flutter. One hand finds Luca’s chest, fingers pinching a tender nipple beneath them.
“Color, baby?” He’s a little concerned for Luca’s hips, bent like this, with two bigger men piled on top.
His soulmate moans, “Green, so green. Please. Please.”
Gideon doesn’t wait. He pushes into Leo slow and deep, dragging a ragged moan out of him.
Fisting Leo’s hair, he thrusts sharp and punishing.
The sound of slick skin slapping fills the room. The rope creaks as they strain against it, each body working in tight, desperate rhythm.
Leo bucks, back arching, and comes with a choked cry, biting down hard on the back of Luca’s neck.
“Me too—Goddess, please,” Luca whines, fingers twisted in the sheets.
“Leo can make you come,” Gideon says. “Two fingers only. Begood.”
He can’t see it, but he feels it—Luca trembling, breath hitching, moaning filthy, grateful things as the pressure tips him over.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck!”
Gideon fucks harder, chasing his own release, one hand gripping Luca’s thigh, the other sinking teeth into Leo’s shoulder as he spills deep.
