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"You love it," she countered, reaching for me with her free hand, drawing me closer until I could taste the mineral water on her skin as I pressed my mouth to her shoulder.
"I love you," he corrected, meeting my eyes. “Both of you.”
I moved behind Julian, my chest against his back, my hands reaching around to find Nisha's breasts. She arched into my touch, head falling back against Julian's shoulder as I squeezed gently, thumbs circling her nipples until they tightened into hard peaks.
Julian turned his head, seeking my mouth, and I gave it to him willingly, our kiss deep and searching as Nisha writhed between us. His hand found the back of my neck, holding me in place as our tongues tangled, the familiar taste of him mixed with the mineral tang of the water.
"I want to watch you fuck him," Nisha breathed, her eyes dark with desire as she pulled back to observe us. "Here, in this ancient water. I want to see him take you while I ride him."
A groan escaped me at her words, my cock fully hard now, pressing insistently against Julian's lower back. "I'd planned for that possibility," I admitted, nodding toward a shelf where I'd placed a small bottle of silicone-based lube earlier, alongside plush towels and robes.
Julian's laugh was low and rough. "Of course you did. Always the strategist."
I nipped at his earlobe, reveling in the shiver that ran through him. "I prefer 'prepared enthusiast.'"
Nisha climbed from the tub, water streaming down her body as she retrieved the bottle. When she returned, she handed it to me with a knowing smile before positioning herself to face Julian, straddling his thighs.
"Prepare our boy," she instructed, her hands framing Julian's face as she kissed him deeply.
The sight of them together—wet and gleaming in the golden light—never failed to take my breath away. I moved back slightly, slicking my fingers with the waterproof lube before reaching between Julian's legs. He was already hard, his cock jutting up from the water's surface as Nisha rolled her hips against him without taking him inside.
I circled his entrance with a slick finger, feeling him tense briefly before relaxing into the touch. This was still relatively new for him—being penetrated—but he'd taken to it with enthusiasm that matched his approach to everything that brought him pleasure.
"More," he gasped against Nisha's mouth as I pushed one finger inside him. "Don't tease."
"So impatient," I chided, but added a second finger, scissoring them carefully to stretch him.
Nisha watched over Julian's shoulder, her eyes locked with mine as I prepared him. Her hand moved between them, stroking his cock in time with the thrust of my fingers. When I added a third, Julian broke the kiss with a groan, his head falling back against my shoulder.
"I'm ready," he insisted, voice strained. "Please, Caleb."
The plea in his voice undid me. I withdrew my fingers, using more lube to slick my length before positioning myself behind him. Nisha lifted herself slightly, creating space for me to maneuver Julian into place.
"Ready, love?" I asked, pressing the head of my cock against his entrance.
"Yes," he hissed, pushing back against me. "Fuck yes."
I entered him slowly, giving him time to adjust to the stretch. The tight heat of him enveloped me inch by inch until I was fully sheathed, my chest pressed against his back, my arms wrapped around his waist. Nisha watched us with parted lips, her eyes dark with desire.
"Beautiful," she breathed, reaching to stroke my cheek before returning her attention to Julian. "Now me."
She positioned herself over Julian's cock, sinking down onto him with a soft moan. The visual was overwhelming—Julian impaled between us, taking me while inside her. The connection complete, all three of us joined in the most intimate way possible.
"Move," Julian demanded, his body trembling with the effort of stillness. "Both of you, please."
We established a rhythm, Nisha rising and falling on Julian's length while I thrust into him from behind. Each movement sent ripples across the water's surface, our bodies creating waves that lapped at the ancient stone. Julian's hands gripped Nisha's hips, guiding her movements as I controlled mine, the three of us finding perfect synchronicity.
"I love you," I murmured against Julian's neck, the words still new enough to catch in my throat. "Both of you. So fucking much."
"We love you too," Nisha gasped, her movements growing more frantic as pleasure built within her. "God, Caleb, we love you too."
Julian could only moan, caught between us, overwhelmed by the dual sensations of penetrating and being penetrated. His body tensed, inner muscles clenching around my cock as his orgasm approached.
"That's it," I encouraged, angling my thrusts to hit the spot I knew drove him wild. "Let go, love. Come for us."
Nisha leaned forward, capturing his mouth in a fierce kiss as she ground down on him. I reached around, finding the place where they joined, my fingers circling her clit as my cock drove deeper into Julian. The triple connection—my cock in him, his in her, my fingers on her—completed the circuit between us.
"Yes," Julian gasped, breaking the kiss as his body tensed. "Fuck—I'm coming—"
He shattered between us, his release triggering Nisha's as she cried out, inner walls clenching around him. The sight of them coming undone, combined with the rhythmic pulsing of Julian's body around my cock, pushed me over the edge. I came with a hoarse shout, emptying myself deep inside him as words of love spilled from my lips, echoed by theirs.
In that moment, surrounded by ancient stone that had witnessed thousands of years of human connection, we forged something timeless of our own—a bond that transcended conventional definitions, a love that refused to be contained by societal expectations. Three hearts beating as one, three souls entwined beyond separation.
And I knew, with bone-deep certainty, that I was finally, irrevocably home.
