Page 78 of The Prices We Pay
“Seb…” Enzo groans.
Sebastian’s hand stills around my cock, and he grits out, “What did I say about answering me when I ask you a fucking question?”
“Yes.” And when Sebastian slowly moves his head toward the head of my cock, Enzo’s breathcompletely stills in his chest as he watches as a bead of precum spills from the tip and drops to the floor. His fingers flex, and he whimpers so softly that I don’t even think he realizes the word has fallen from his lips when he says, “Please.” I don’t even think he knows what he’s begging for.
But hearing him beg—begging for Sebastian—forusis enough to send my body into freefall. I can feel it building at the base of my spine as Sebastian continues to move his hand slowly up and down my cock. And when Sebastian bites the sensitive skin on my neck, with my eyes locked on Enzo’s, heat blazes through me. Before I can stop it, I’m coming all over Sebastian’s hand. “Ohh—fuck—yesssss,”I groan as Sebastian pumps every last drop of cum from me.
“You sound so pretty when you come for me, Baby,” Seb murmurs against my neck. “You want to hear him make that noise for us too?”
“Yes, Mio Re.”
All too soon, Sebastian releases his hold on my hair and my cock, and I haveto muster up every single ounce of strength that I have left to not collapse onto the floor.
Seb walks around the two of us like a cat stalking its prey. Once he gets behind Enzo, he skates one hand over Enzo’s shoulder and down his chest. Leaning down, Seb brushes his lips against the shell of Enzo’s chest. “Open for me.”
Enzo only takes a split second to decide whether or not to follow Sebastian’s instructions. He opens his mouth wide and exhales a shaky breath. With his opposite hand, Seb reaches around and shoves two fingers inside Enzo’s mouth. “Taste him.” Closing his lips around Seb’s fingers, Enzo releases a deep groan as my release coats his tongue. “Good boy.”
And like magic, I suddenly have the strength to stand again.
“You know, I was going to make you sit here and watch me fuck him,” Seb practically growls. “But instead… I’m just going to fuckyou.” Enzo’s eyes grow wide as he stares up at me. “You want me to fuck you, Lorenzo?”
“Mhm,” he whimpers around Seb’s fingers.
Sebastian notices the fact that—despite the orgasm I literally just had—my cock is still hard as a rock. “Go lay on the bed for me, Luca.”
As I situate myself on the bed, I hear the sounds of Seb untying Enzo from the chair, and when I look down, I find the two of them lost in an intense kiss. I pause and assess my emotions for a moment, preparing myself for a wave of jealousy to roll through me at Sebastian and Enzo being so passionate with one another, but it never comes. Instead, all I feel is unyielding love.
Seb makes quick work of taking off Enzo’s clothes, reprimanding him when he moves without instruction, and praising him when he does as he’s told. Once Enzo is fully undressed, Seb says something to him that I can’t make out, but Enzo softens and answers in Italian, “Avere te in questo momento sembra un tesoro.”
Sebastian kisses him once more before looking over at me. “Feet flat on the bed for us, Baby.”
Bending my knees, I plant both feet on the bed. I’m staring at the ceiling as the mattress dips between my legs. A hand wraps around my thigh,and when I look down and see geometric shapes inked on the hand instead of an intricate butterfly, I know it’s Enzo. He plants a trail of soft kisses up my abdomen, over my chest, and along the slope of my neck. Once he reaches below my ear, he whispers, “Tell me you want this. Tell me you want this, Amico. I need to hear you say it.”
He picks his head up, and I take a long look at his face. I’ve always known Enzo was good-looking. Between his bad-boy-in-a-suit look and his charming personality, women and men of all kinds flock to him.
But as I stare up at him now, I’m struck by how beautiful he truly is. Cupping the side of his face with my hand, I answer, “I want this, Amico.In quest vita.”
Closing his eyes, Enzo drops his forehead to mine and replies, “And the next.”
The mattress dips again. I feel Enzo tense for a moment, but then, with his forehead still pressed against mine, he whimpers.
“If my fingers feel this good, imagine how good my cock will feel.” Sebastian slides his fingers inand out of Enzo’s ass, and I’m just now realizing that Enzo is fully naked. I can feel the precum spill from his dick every time Seb presses against Enzo’s prostate with his fingers, causing it to pool on my stomach.
Sebastian withdraws his fingers and looks around Enzo at me. “He’s going to fuck you, Baby.”
Enzo swipes his fingers through the puddle of precum on my stomach and uses it to coat his middle and forefinger, and just like Sebastian did to him, he slowly works them inside my ass. “Enz—oh, fuck,” I moan, and when he adds a third finger, my back arches off the mattress.
“Fuck him, Enzo. Now.”
Removing his fingers, Enzo notches his cock at my ass, and I instantly feel the piercing he has on the head of his dick. The corners of his lips pull up, and he says, “Might not be five, but it does the trick. Just ask Joe.”
I can’t help it; I roll my eyes and huff out a laugh, but it’s nice to know that even though everything is about to change, we’re still Luca and Lorenzo. “Just shut up and fuck me.”
“Music to my fucking ears, Amico.” In one smooth thrust, Enzo seats himself inside my ass.
Sebastian grips Enzo by the waist and holds his hips firm against mine. “Lean forward for me.” Enzo folds his body against mine, resting one forearm on the side of my hand and splaying the other hand across my ribcage. “Work yourself back on me.” Enzo readjusts his legs so that he can push his hips backward while still being inside of me. And when his cock is pulled halfway out, Enzo moans loudly against my neck. “That’s it. Just like that.” Enzo pushes back so that the head of his dick is all that’s left inside of me. “Such a good fucking boy.”
“Tesoro, I can feel them. Your piercings—you feel so fucking good.”
