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Chapter 31
Nariana
The four of us did sleep. I hadn't expected that, but the rush of what we'd done, added to the intensity of my climax, and I was done. Peyron was pinned between me and Ela. Talin curled up against my back, his lips pressed to my shoulder. Inside the session room, there was no real way to judge time, and the soft murmuring of Anver and Wraythe's voices was all it took for me to find oblivion.
I woke in the early hours of the morning to a soft rocking. A leg brushed against mine, then a hand laced through my relaxed fingers. Opening my eyes, I found Ela's face pressed into the mattress, and Peyron lying over him, lazily thrusting into his ass. I caught Ela's hand, tangling our fingers tighter, and his eyes found mine.
Passion lurked in them but no darkness. His lips were parted. His eyes were heavy. The huffs of breath came in time with the rhythm of Peyron's thrusts, and I'd never seen my partner look so vulnerable before. I liked it. This was how he should be treated. This was the type of adoration he deserved: the kind that made him feel like a prize, not a possession.
Pressed up against his back, Peyron was kissing Ela's shoulder. When he reached the edge of the arm holding mine, our eyes met. I dropped my gaze to caress his bare side, taking in how his body molded against Ela's, and then I leaned in. We kissed, Peyron's lips soft, not bothering to part for mine, but the contact was enough.
"That's beautiful," I whispered, encouraging him to keep going in my own way.
Peyron rocked into Ela's ass again, and my partner decided to help. Bucking back, he drove his lover deeper, taking what he wanted. A shifting on my other side made it clear that Talin was stirring. A kiss on my shoulder meant he was awake. Then Talin wrapped his arm around me, pulling me back against his chest, but Ela refused to release my hand.
"He likes it hard, Pey," Talin said, his voice still rough from sleep.
So Peyron thrust deeper, pushing a moan from Ela's lips. That earned the man another kiss, this time on his neck, but they weren't stopping. The pair fucked right beside us. I could feel Talin's dick, hard against my ass, and yet he wasn't trying to drive me higher. He just wanted to hold me, seeking that physical connection as if it meant more than anything else.
I pressed my other hand over the one Talin had on my stomach, tying my men together just as Ela found his release. His eyes squinted closed and he came, lifting his hips to give his dick room. Peyron tried to fuck through it, but he couldn't. The man got only one more thrust before he lost control, lifting up as his own orgasm took over.
"Fuck," Peyron panted, pausing for a moment before dropping back down on Ela's back.
He sucked in another breath before sliding out of Ela's ass and just dropping back down into the space between us. Immediately, there was a damp cloth offered to each man. Looking down at the foot of the bed, I saw Anver waiting, clearly making sure that things had gone well while I slept.
"Water," Wraythe said from behind Talin, offering a glass.
"Did you both stay up this whole time?" I asked.
The look Wraythe gave me made it clear that was a stupid question. "Yeah. The four of you are cute like that. Seeing Ela and Talin holding hands across you and Peyron while they were sleeping? So worth it."
"It's also right around dawn," Anver said, "which means you can go back to sleep if you want."
"No," Peyron grumbled, reaching down to wipe off his dick. "I really do have responsibilities today, and I have a feeling I'll be moving a little slower."
"Hey," Ela said, snagging the cloth from his hands just to pitch it toward the corner. "Walk slowly. Sit on your thighs to spare your ass. You will be sore, but more of an awareness than any true pain, and the more you do it, the easier it gets."
"So, kinda like a woman, huh?" Pey asked, glancing back to smile at Ela. "Tonight was worth it, though."
Ela leaned in to kiss the side of his neck. "We also let you see how we really work. This is us, Pey."
I snuggled back into Talin. "All of us. Wraythe usually joins in too, but he prefers my attention to theirs."
"Oh, I'll take all of your attention." Peyron looked over at Talin. "I can't believe you're a guardian, not a desire."
"Zeal has reasons for what he does," Talin promised.
Anver just chuckled. "Yeah, never mind that Talin's probably one of the best swordsmen in the temple. He's pretty, but most of the priests here are."
"'Cept me," Wraythe said.
A little smile flickered over Peyron's lips and the man looked down. "I've been told that straight men take compliments from other men as an attack, so I'll say nothing."
"Not Wraythe," I assured him. "He's used to us."
Peyron chuckled. "Let's just say that the sight of him makes me want to be pushed around. A lot."
"I know," I groaned. "And he's so good at it."
