Page 42 of Winds of Destiny

Now isn’t the time.Right now, the focus is on Cam. I can daydream about Kai some other night. “Slick your fingers and give him one,” I say.

“One?” Cam pouts at me. It’s less effective in the shadows than it would be otherwise, but it still makes it harder than I’d like to say no to him. “Two.”

“One,” I reiterate with a smile.

“Two.”

“One,” Kai says, reaching between Cam’s legs, and—

The moment he’s breached, Cam closes his eyes, chest heaving with an intake of breath that he seems to hold onto forever. He arches his back and spreads his legs even farther apart, and then I can see it—the motion of Kai’s hand as he fucks his thick finger into Cam, curling it slightly so that it likely rubs across the spot inside of him that makes this so pleasurable.

It takes a few minutes, but once Cam starts pushing himself down onto Kai’s hand, I let Kai add another finger. Cam takes two beautifully and three enthusiastically, but by the time Kai is edging the fourth one inside of him, he’s desperate again. “Please, please fuck me,” he begs, twisting to look between Kai and me as he writhes on his lover’s hand. “Please, I need it now, I’m so ready.”

I lean closer and cup Cam’s cheek. He looks debauched, consumed with lust, and so eager to give it to us. Kai holds steady, and his fingers continue working Cam over. He’s just as strung out, yet he patiently waits for my next command.

Fuck, they’re both beautiful.

And in this moment, they both feel likemine.

“Okay,” I say, and both men breathe sighs of relief. “Okay. On all fours.”

Cam hisses as Kai gently removes his fingers, then rolls over onto his hands and knees. I watch Kai oil himself, move into position, and rub the head of his cock across Cam’s hole. I take in the ecstasy that even that much gives him, and just as Kai begins to penetrate him and Cam begins to moan, I say, “Neither of you comes until I tell you to.”

Cam’s groan of pleasure becomes a squawk of outrage as Kai sinks all the way in, enough to make me chuckle a little bit. Kai takes the news like a soldier—stolid, nodding his head even though he seems to know this is going to be hard. But men like him live for challenges, and the filthy grin he shoots my way says he’s up for this one.

“Continue how you like it,” I add, and—

Gods, the pace they begin at is rapid and rough enough that I would be worried if they hadn’t been fucking every night for over a week. It’s hot, amazing, gorgeous to watch. The sounds of their bodies coming together over and over, the way Cam’s volume builds without him even realizing it… It’s addictive.

I could watch this forever.

I want to do more than watch, I want to join in—to suck Cam’s cock into my mouth and feel him pulse inside of me, to stroke him through it until he’s spent, and then to bring him up for another with no break. I want so badly to touch him, and if I don’t come up with a way to distract myself, I just might break my own word.

I shove my hand inside my pants and touch myself instead.

“Oh,fuck!” Cam watches me for all of a second before he’s reaching down and grabbing himself—not to get off, but to grip the base of his dick in a viciously tight grasp. “Fuck, no, I’m going to come, stop, stop!”

Kai slows, then stops. He’s breathing hard, obviously close himself, but he stops for Cam. After a second, he pulls Cam back so that he’s straddling Kai’s broad thighs, settling him even deeper onto his cock. Cam is still breathing hard and holding himself tight, trying to regain control.

For me. Because I told him to.

And Kai is helping him.

Fuck, nowIwant to come.

I’ve never seen Cam like this before—of course I haven’t; even when I’ve stood guard outside his bedroom trysts, I’ve never seen this much of his body—but it’s more than that. It’s like I’m seeing into his soul, witnessing the heights of his pleasure and the depths that he’ll sink to deny it, all for me. And seeing him impaled like this on Kai’s thick cock, knowing that, even though Kai isn’t moving, it still has to be a wonderful torment inside of him…

“You’re both so good,” I say.

Cam opens his eyes and looks at me with an adoration that I never thought I’d see again. I want to please him, so I do the only thing I can—I bare myself to him so he can see how hard he’s made me and watch me work my own hand up and down my length. They both stare as I stroke, stroke, stroke, getting closer and closer until—

I start to pulse over my fist with a groan as I say, “Come with me,” and that’s all it takes. Kai begins thrusting again, Cam lets go of the base of his cock and watches as I milk the last few drops from myself, and then he’s gone. He comes untouched, convulsing, upright only thanks to the unbreakable bands of Kai’s arms around his stomach and shoulders. His head tilts back, and he makes a sound like he’s dying, and it’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.

It takes a while to settle after that. Cam is exhausted, and Kai has to clean him up because as soon as they’re separated, Cam decides to cling to me like a barnacle, burying his face against my chest. It’s not outrightly sexual, but itissensual to hold him while he smells like this, like sex and sweat, while he’s still shaking with the aftershocks of his orgasm and panting against my skin. The pearl on the end of his necklace digs into my skin, but I don’t mind. It actually feels…kind of nice. Smooth, warm. Like a piece of Cam that wants me badly enough to try and make a home in my skin.

When Kai finally lies down on the other side of Cam wearing nothing but his own matching pearl, our eyes meet for a moment. I smile at him, knowing that I’m indebted to him for making Cam so happy. He nods back and moves in tight without pulling Cam away. It should be too hot, too close, toomuch.

I fall asleep in seconds.

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