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“Sorry. What?”
“Are you sorry you spied on us?”
“Oh, well, if it bothers you, of course I am. You were doing private stuff. Your door was open though. I didn’t make an effort to see you.”
“Yeah, I suppose we got caught up in what was happening, so no one thought to shut it.” Kom’s gaze wandered down, but Matt wore his guitar low, shielding his lively crotch from view. Kom’s regard turned to his still-hot face. “Did you like what you saw?”
Matt licked his lips. He wished he could put into words how incredible they’d been to watch. Any attempt to verbalize the poetry of their joining would emerge awkward and clumsy. He was forced to settle for, “I liked it.”
Kom stared at him for a couple of beats. “Put your guitar away and come here.”
There was something dangerous in his tone that raised the hairs on Matt’s body, but it was a command he didn’t dare refuse. Especially since he knew what it meant.
He hung the guitar and shuffled toward the Nobek. At the sight of the bulge in Matt’s pants, a grin spread over Kom’s lips, making him more dangerous, more sexy, more exciting.
Kom’s cocks lifted higher. He jerked his head toward Matt’s sitting room. “Clothes off and get on the lounger. I’d undress you myself, but I don’t want to rip your nice, new things and have Masok yell at me.”
Matt hurried into the next room, shedding shoes, socks, shirt, pants, and underwear as he went. The images in of the clan making love continued to play in his mind, exciting him. Though Kom hadn’t dared go beyond sucking his cock, Matt had plenty of fantasy material to replay to render it a satisfying encounter.
“Lie on your back.”
Matt obeyed. Kom was on him in an instant, blanketing him, kissing him with a thoroughness that sent blistering heat straight to his groin. Matt moaned and rubbed against the Nobek’s abdomen, hungrily returning the kiss.
Kom stroked calloused hands down his ribcage, to his hips and thighs. Up again. He lifted enough to caress Matt’s chest and abdomen. He seized Matt’s clamoring cock, rubbing it up and down until the smaller male cried a warning.
“Did we get you hot, little man?” Kom’s strokes slowed, and he masturbated his own thick members in turn while stimulating Matt.
“You were amazing. I wish I’d watched you to the end,” he groaned, fighting the urge to come, battling the images in his head exciting him too much too soon. He concentrated on tracing the swells of Kom’s chest, on fingering his dark nipples, on exploring his abdomen, on caressing the slick, tapered tips of his lover’s cocks.
“You didn’t wish to join us?”
“And ruin the moment? You were too perfect together.” He’d had no place imposing his presence on them.
“Matt. There will always be room for you.”
Kom punctuated the assertion by delivering another blinding kiss. He began to work down Matt’s body, his mouth leaving a wet trail as he homed in on his cock.
It was only then that Matt saw Avir and Masok standing over them. They were naked and erect. He gasped, and not just because of what Kom’s mouth did to him.
Masok knelt next to the lounger. Without a word, his lips and tongue met Matt’s. Avir sucked his nipple. The Dramok’s hand swept over his trembling belly.
Matt shivered under their attentions, especially Kom’s as the Nobek sucked his shaft. He was so lost in building ecstasy, he failed at first to notice the slick finger invading his ass.
Again, he saw Kom as he’d been in the sleeping room, but instead of Masok on all fours, he fantasized he’d been there. He saw Kom filling him, fucking him. His legs spread wider, inviting it. The finger pushed deep, retreated, and re-entered, accompanied by a second.
For once, his scattered mind focused. His awareness of the three men and what they did to him was sharp. Masok’s tongue twined with his, his palms cupping Matt’s jaw to better explore. Avir’s hands and mouth roamed his torso, kissing, licking, and nipping every inch of flesh. Kom slowly moved over his cock, swallowing in slow rhythm, pushing fingers in and rubbing the hotspot they found. Matt’s hips rose to greet them in excitement. When Kom released him, three fingers pumping his ass, Avir eagerly took over fellating him. He cupped and rubbed Matt’s balls, increasing the rapture.
A maelstrom of erotic impressions swirled Matt into bliss. Kom’s fingers slid out, but pressure almost immediately returned, refilling him with excruciating slowness.
As the ache built, Matt realized what was happening. It wasn’t Kom’s fingers he felt. He was taking him as he’d taken Masok. He was joining to Matt, actually making them one at last.
The growing hurt of accepting what he hadn’t had in ten years was thrilling, far from unpleasant. He opened to the Nobek he loved, eager for their union. He imagined Kom watching himself entering him, his features suffused by the lust Matt loved seeing when they were together. He moaned at the vision.
Masok ended the kiss and nibbled his lower lip. “Are you all right?”
“Perfect.” Matt’s voice emerged as a sob as eagerness grew. “Don’t stop.”
“We won’t.” The Imdiko’s breath mingled with his, his gaze intent on Matt. “You’re so beautiful when your face is full of desire.”
