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I climbed on the bed behind them, running my hands over Wey’s back and ass before I snuck under his shirt. Wey was already pulling Theon’s shirt up, kissing along his smooth belly and chest. When I gave his shirt a tug, Wey sat up on his knees, yanked his shirt off, kissed me over his shoulder, then gently eased Theon’s shirt off, throwing it to the ground to join his own.
I wrapped my arms around Wey’s torso, holding him against my chest so I could rest my chin on his shoulder and stare at our little mage. Theon smiled shyly up at us from under those long lashes, and I murmured, “Beautiful.”
Wey nodded. “He is.” To Theon, he said, “Somehow, you’re even more beautiful than I remember.”
Even though something wanted to niggle its way back into my heart at that, I didn’t let it, staying in this moment, in the here and now.
Theon giggled. “I am not.” He reached up and ran his fingers over the plates on Wey’s side, then met my eyes and tugged on my arm. “Come here, Nica.”
I obliged, lying down along his side while Wey remained kneeling over us. Theon smiled at me, ran a hand through my hair, and gently pulled me into a kiss. The kiss started out soft and sweet, but as he pulled me closer, I found myself tugging him against me and deepening the kiss further.
I wanted him to feel it, to feelme, to have my flavor burned so deep inside him, he’d never forget me no matter how far he ran next time.
He groaned into my mouth, and it only urged me on. It turned from our normal soft kisses to something I never thought I’d share with Theon, of all people. It was more than a bruising kiss; it was punishing. But he seemed to be egging me on, so I didn’t let up.
I pulled him flush to me, pushing his breeches down. Weylyn helped, pulling Theon’s pants off before tugging on mine. I only broke away from Theon for a moment so I could remove my shirt as Wey took care of my lower half. As I recaptured Theon’s mouth, I blindly reached for Wey, tugging on his pants as well. He got the message, yanking them off to join the clothes strewn about the tent.
Rolling onto my back, I tugged Theon on top of me so Wey could kiss along his back. I ran my hands down Theon’s sides as he kissed me with as much intensity as I was kissing him. When I got to his ass, I spread his cheeks, and murmured to Wey, “Get him ready.”
“With pleasure.” Wey disappeared down the bed, and a moment later, Theon cried out. I knew how good Wey was at rimming, so I chuckled against his lips, slowing our kiss and running my hands over his lithe body. He had more muscle now, although he was still my small little mage, but his muscles were hardened from hard work and training.
Another niggle of emotion threatened to take over, but I pushed it away.
Theon started pumping his hips, his hard cock rubbing against mine, and I moaned in pleasure. Wey had his mouth on Theon’s hole, but he was running his warm palms over the both of us, tugging on my balls every now and then and making me want to squirm as much as my Theon was.
When I could tell Theon was getting close, I pulled my mouth away and said, “Okay, Wey.”
He stopped his ministrations, and Theon whimpered, so I kissed his lips quickly and whispered, “Not to worry, Theon. Wey’s gonna fill you up real good.”
That made him whimper again, and I slid him off me, placing him on his stomach on the bed as Wey gave me a questioning look, clearly having thought I’d wanted to take Theon this time. As much as I wanted to, I wasn’t sure I was ready for that just yet.
So I sent my gargoyle a smile. “You take him, and I’ll take you?”
His eyebrows rose, but he nodded with a wicked grin and smacked a kiss to my lips. “Get me ready. I’m going to keep playing.”
As he lifted Theon’s hips into the air, his cheek flat on the mattress, I climbed out of the bed to grab our oil. I held the jar out to Wey so he could use some on Theon’s hole and his own cock, then I dipped my fingers in it and climbed behind my gargoyle. As my fingers circled his hole, I found a patch of plates to run my lips and tongue over. I loved how sensitive those areas were.
It didn’t take long before Wey was ready. The two of us did this often enough that it didn’t take much for either of us.
Smacking Wey’s ass, I said, “Take him and let him adjust before I take you.”
“You sure are bossy today, Nica,” Wey said but still did as I asked.
“I don’t see either of you complaining about it.”
“Definitely not complaining,” Theon murmured almost incoherently, making me chuckle, and Wey grin.
“Not complaining, either.” Wey sent me a wink before he slowly pushed inside Theon’s tight ass. I had a brief moment where I regretted letting Wey take him instead of me, but knowing I was about to have my gargoyle’s ass made up for it.
Wey went slowly, letting our little mage adjust to the point of frustrating the hell out of him and making Wey chuckle darkly. I let him get a few thrusts in before I moved behind them and pushed myself into Weylyn’s waiting ass, slow but steady.
When I bottomed out, I groaned and let my forehead fall on Wey’s back, taking a minute to adjust so I didn’t come too quickly. Between Wey’s tight heat and Theon’s little noises of pleasure, it was a real threat.
I moved slowly at first, making sure everyone was good, but when Theon muttered, “Harder,” Wey and I sped up and gave him exactly what he asked for.
Wey was moving back and forth, impaling himself on my cock, then burying himself deep inside of Theon. The sound of slapping skin and pleasurable moans filled the space, and I was sure we were loud enough for the entire camp to hear us. But I didn’t care. All I cared about was bringing pleasure to the two men I loved more than life itself.
Sooner than I wanted, I felt my balls tightening, threatening to end this.
