Breaking through the Bond (Espen Jetties #2)

30. Hayes

30

HAYES

How had I gotten this far in life without ever being with a man before? King was my first kiss with a man, the first time I got off with one. Jamie was my second kiss. Well, I knew how. I never looked at men differently until my feelings for King made themselves known.

But now, with Jamie’s tongue in my mouth, the taste of vodka flooding me as Jamie owned me with his lips, there was no uncertainty with how very into this I was. I did think a lot of it had to do with who this was with. King and Jamie weren’t just two random guys I picked up at a bar. Not by a long shot. They both meant something to me. Something damn special.

I was grateful Jamie didn’t drink more tonight or I’d question if it was the alcohol spurring this on, but at three drinks, he wouldn’t be drunk. Not when I’d seen his tolerance level. That night we’d picked him up at the bar and brought him home, I’d found enough bottles to know he was probably barely buzzed now.

Jamie moaned into my mouth as his tongue swept over mine. He leaned forward, pushing more of his weight on me until I fell to my back with him on top of me. While I loved being with women, they couldn’t overpower me. Jamie could. I didn’t want him to, but just knowing he could was a huge turn-on.

“I know you two aren’t going to keep going at it on the couch without me.” King’s voice cut through the lust-induced fog I was in.

Jamie and I broke apart to find King standing next to the couch with his hand over his dick, rubbing it through his shorts.

“Jesus, you’re hot,” I said and reached out to run the backs of my fingers over his length.

King trembled beneath my touch. “Both of you, in my bed, now. I’m not doing this on the couch. Besides, we have to keep our rule in place.”

“I think that rule is going to be broken soon.” No way would we always be able or want to move to a bed, but I understood the desire now. The three of us needed more space.

Jamie leaned back then stood, reaching out his hand to help me up. When I was on my feet, I was right in his space, my hands on his chest, peering down at him. He was a few inches shorter than me. Our gazes locked and I was caught in his dark eyes.

“Goddamn,” King muttered. “Remember when I said something about spontaneously coming? It’s about to happen unless you both move. I would rather come on or in one of you than on the floor.”

I took Jamie’s hand in mine and led him to King’s room. He knew where it was. The thought of him and King fucking in there previously didn’t send jealousy through me. No, it brought me back to hearing them going at it and how hot it was.

King’s room was dark, the curtains drawn, bed unmade. We’d been sleeping in my bed when it was the two of us but for some reason, being in King’s room when it was the three of us felt right.

Clothes rustled behind me. I turned to find King stripping out of his clothes, the warm light from the hallway spilling in to illuminate him.

“What?” he asked when he noticed Jamie and me looking at him.

I cocked an eyebrow. “In a hurry?”

“I haven’t had anyone else’s hands, mouth, or ass getting me off in weeks.” He slipped off his boxer briefs and stood straight. His dick hard and leaking, his stomach muscles twitching like he was fighting not to stroke himself. I drank him in. “Why are you two still dressed? I’m sure we should take it slow and ease into this, but I don’t think I have the patience for that at the moment. Hayes has already proven he’s good with someone else’s dick, so let’s get it on before I jack off and come in record time, because I’m a slight breeze away from blowing.”

“You heard him,” I said to Jamie and released his hand. It took me seconds to get out of my clothes.

I froze when Jamie got rid of the last of his. It was my first time seeing him naked. He was lean but had solid, defined muscles. There was no hair on his chest and stomach. Naturally without it. He wasn’t a hairy guy. And his dick was longer than King’s. While King had a decent length, he had a lot of girth. Jamie was longer but not thin, just not as thick as King.

Was I really standing here comparing their dicks when I could be touching them? What the hell was wrong with me?

“Hayes.” My name on King’s lips had me turning toward him. “You okay? You kind of froze.”

“Yeah, I just… It’s not that I don’t want this, fuck I do, but I was appreciating the view. That makes me sound like a pig, doesn’t it?” I groaned. “I swear I’m not just in this for sex. I want you both so much and I love what we’re building together.”

King walked over until he was standing by my side and Jamie closed the distance between us. “Baby, we know,” King said gently. “Now climb your hot ass onto the bed and lie back because I’m going to deep throat your dick and don’t want your knees giving out when I do it.”

I laughed. Leave it to King to get right to the reason we were standing naked. I also might have been a little nervous. I’d never had a guy’s mouth on my dick. The anticipation quickly beat back the nerves I was feeling. No matter what we did together, I’d love every second of it.

Jamie’s hands went to my waist. “Come on.” He slowly stepped with me over to the bed where I sat on the edge. Jamie lifted his hand to brush his fingers through my hair. Leaning into it, I let out a little hum of contentment. That one touch told me it wasn’t just about sex for him either. And as much as King liked to talk about the three of us being intimate, he wanted more.

King walked around the bed until he was crawling onto it behind me. The first touch I felt from him was the brush of his lips against the back of my neck. He trailed them down over my spine and back up again, all the while my eyes stayed on Jamie and the way he watched me and King.

“Lie back,” King murmured, moving out of the way so I could situate myself in the center of the bed.

I wasn’t normally one to take orders in the bedroom. Part of me rebelled at doing it now; however, this was my first time with them. My nerves won and I let them tell me what to do.

My legs splayed, giving King room to slide up between them. I reached for Jamie, wanting all of us to be a part of this. He took my hand and got onto the bed, lying down on his side next to me. Releasing my hand, he moved his to my stomach, running his fingers through the little bit of hair I had there, making my stomach jump as he did so.

Hands coasting up my thighs drew my attention to King. He was slowly moving up my body until he hovered over me and dropped down to kiss me. It was tentative at first, not like the all- consuming one I had with Jamie. I liked that they were different. I didn’t want them to be the same. It made me appreciate their individualities.

I moaned when King lowered himself onto me, his dick fitting next to mine, which was hard against my stomach. One of my hands went to his waist to hold him there, while the other went in search of Jamie.

“So hot,” he whispered and started kissing along my shoulder and down my arm.

Everything felt amplified. Every touch, kiss, the sounds King was making, my own moans as he ground against me. But it wasn’t enough.

Reaching down with the hand Jamie just kissed the palm of, I moved around until I met his hard length and wrapped my fingers around it. He bucked against my hand as a soft gust of his breath hit the side of my neck.

I had no idea what I was doing, if any of it was right. Jamie and King had both been in other sexual situations with two others. It was another moment when I was unsure, hoping what I did was good for them. I wanted nothing more than to make them feel pleasure.

King kept thrusting while I stroked Jamie. Soon it was me pulling away from King’s lips. “You have to stop or I’m going to come.”

“As much as I’d love to see that, I’d love to taste it more.” That drew a low moan from me.

Easing back, King settled between my thighs, pushing them a little wider so he could bend down and kiss both of my hips, my thighs, basically every part down there that wasn’t where I needed him most. I lifted my hips, begging for attention as Jamie’s fingers found my nipple and gave it a light pinch.

I gasped and turned to capture his lips, needing to taste him again. When his tongue touched mine, King gave in and licked up my length, causing me to cry out into Jamie’s mouth. I didn’t get a chance to get used to King’s tongue on me before he sucked the head of my dick into the warm, wet heat between his lips.

“Holy shit.” I inhaled a breath then Jamie was back to devouring me.

King’s mouth on my dick, Jamie’s pressing to mine, my hand collecting his precum and using it as lube. This was the hottest thing I’d ever done. I wasn’t someone who liked to film when I had sex, but right now, I wished we were because I wanted to live this moment again. The first with these two men.

True to his word, King took me to the back of his throat and swallowed. I couldn’t control my hips and thrust up, hearing him choking but unable to stop myself. He braced his arm on my waist to keep me anchored to the bed and continued to work me over. His other hand went to my balls, tugging and giving them a gentle squeeze.

Jamie shifted closer, his body pressed to me, one of his legs over mine nearest him. Releasing his dick, I reached up to threaded my fingers into his hair to hold him there. I didn’t ever want to let go. He gave a hesitant thrust against my leg and, holy hell, this just got hotter.

My release was simmering right below the surface. It wouldn’t take much more to push me over the edge. I needed it. Chased it. And due to Jamie’s tongue fucking my mouth, I didn’t get a chance to warn King. His hand moved from my balls to jack me. His mouth sucked me in. I tensed and shuddered when my orgasm barreled through me with such force, I half sat up, bringing Jamie with me. King kept on me, not stopping while he tried to get every drop, then gave my dick a last lick before letting it drop from his lips.

Turning to fully straddle my leg and half bringing himself over me, Jamie worked his dick on me. He pulled back to rest his forehead on mine. Eyes closed, breath coming in fast pants. He let out a strangled moan as hot cum splashed against my thigh and hip.

“Holy fuck,” King groaned, pulling my attention to him. I didn’t want to break the contact with Jamie, but we were at an angle where I could shift my gaze and see King. He was kneeling on the bed, his dick in his hand as he stroked it.

Jamie slowed his movements and gave me another searing kiss before turning and batting King’s hand away. “That’s mine,” he said, taking King’s length into his mouth.

My dick gave a subtle jerk like it was trying to rally while I watched Jamie take King inside. King’s hand went to Jamie’s head to hold him in place and started thrusting into his mouth. I noticed he was careful not to push too far, having more control than I did apparently.

“You see this, Hayes?” King asked. I was grateful for the light coming in from the hall so I could watch what was going on. “Look how good Jamie takes my dick. Fuck, that feels good, honey.” He arched a little on his next thrust. “Just like that. Grab my balls. Yeah, so good.”

No matter how much porn I might watch in the future, none of it was going to compare to what I was witnessing. This was what would live in my mind when I was alone and needed to get off. This was the image I’d readily find when I took care of myself.

“Keep going,” King panted. “So close. You ready to drink me down, honey? A little more… yeah, that’s it.” He moaned loud, his eyes slamming shut, his body tensing. He was coming inside Jamie’s mouth.

I wished I could have seen his cum land on Jamie’s tongue. Maybe another time I would get to because there was no way this was our one and only shot in bed together. This proved to me that Jamie and I were compatible here too.

We could really do this. Have a full relationship with the three of us. I couldn’t fight the grin spreading over my lips at the thought.