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“Put your hands on his legs.” Jaxon leans forward, sliding his hands onto Blaze’s thighs under Elijah’s ass. “Khoroshiy mal’chick.” I grab the end of the plug and start fucking him with it.
“Please!”
“What do you want,Litso kukly?Use your words.”
“I want your cock inside me.”
“Tell me how bad you want it.”
“I want you so fucking bad.”
I drop down in the chair, still playing with the plug. “You want me to fuck this pretty ass?”
“Yes, Daddy.” Blaze’s eyes are glued to Jaxon’s face, and so are Elijah’s.
I slick my cock up, jerk the plug loose, and lead Jaxon back with my hand on his hip. The plug stretched him enough that I slide easily inside. His thighs settle against mine, his ass tightening around me. “You like being Daddy’s cock slut,Litso kukly?”
“Oh fuck,” Blaze groans. “You should see the look on his face.”
“Answer me.”
“Yes, Daddy.”
“Ride me. Fast and hard.”
Jaxon leans up, bracing his hands on my knees, then he’s rising and falling. I spread his ass wide and watch my cock disappear. Jaxon is beautiful, taking me so well. His muscles shift each time he moves, and his head is thrown back in pleasure. It’s like his ass is made for me. I fit perfectly inside him. Elijah leans forward to mirror Jaxon and leans his forehead against his. They’re both lifting and falling, fucking Blaze and me fast.
“Do you want to kiss him, Pet?”
“Yes, Master.”
“What about you,Litso kukly?”
“Yes,” Jaxon hisses, sealing his lips over Elijah’s. Their kiss is reckless, uncoordinated, and hot as fuck.
“Goddamnit,” Blaze groans. “I’m going to come.”
Mine and Blaze’s hands start working faster on their cocks. I know the minute Jaxon is about to come. His ass clamps down on me, and he jerks his mouth away from Elijah. “Daddy,” he whimpers, then he’s coming so hard that his back bows. He takes me right behind him, and I groan out my own release. Jaxon collapses against my chest, and I hold him close.
“You did so good,Litso kukly.Khoroshiy mal’chik.” He has a dazed look on his face, floating in that subspace. It creates a world where you don’t have to think about anything; all you can do is feel. “Are you okay?”
Jaxon gives me a soft, sated smile. “Yes, Daddy.” I vaguely hear Blaze and Elijah groaning, signaling they’re done, but all my focus is on Jaxon. He’s staring at me, some sort of awe on his face. I know how important it is to maintain contact after something like this, but I need to run him a bath and make sure that he’s really okay.
“Go sit with Blaze so I can get a bath ready.” Blaze shifts Elijah to one side and opens his arm in invitation. Jaxon whimpers low in his throat and grabs onto my arm. “I’m not going far. Blaze will take care of you while I’m gone.” I kiss him slowly and help him stand. He slides willingly onto Blaze’s lap, snuggling into his chest. Blaze is rubbing both their backs looking like he won the goddamn lottery.
I get to my feet, go to the attached bathroom, turn the water on, and wait for it to fill up. When the water is perfect, I go back to get Jaxon, and my heart stutters to a stop. Jaxon and Elijah’s legs are tangled together while Blaze runs his hands through their hair, whispering soothing words. It’s the calmest I’ve ever seen Blaze. His legs aren’t jiggling like they normally are, and his face is relaxed. Aftercare is something that I had to beat into his head when he first started this journey. Now he looks like he has mastered the art.
I crouch down in front of them. “Come with me.”
Jaxon gives me that smile again and reaches his hand out for me to help him stand. Once in the bathroom, Blaze and I lean against opposite sides of the tub with Jaxon and Elijah between our thighs, facing each other. It feels peaceful in here like nothing could touch us in this bubble we’ve created. Does this mean that Elijah and Blaze are going to continue to play with us? I'm not entirely opposed to that idea, so I put it away to ask Blaze about it later.
“I’m hungry,” Jaxon groans, making us chuckle.
“I have some steaks in the refrigerator if Blaze wants to grill.”
“Yes, please,” Elijah says. “He makes the best fucking steaks.”
“I can do that,” Blaze answers, kissing the side of Elijah’s neck. “Anything for my boy.”
