Page 31 of Fourplay & Fatalities

That didn’t stop him from pitching forward and wrapping his lips around Felix’s cock once more.

Felix’s breath caught in surprise. “Oh, fuck.”

“What’s happening?” Avi asked, breathless like he was on the treadmill instead of pounding himself up into Felix’s hole.

“Zaney’s sucking my cock while Asa fucks him. They look so hot,” Felix said, tangling his fingers in Zane’s hair, fucking past his lips until Avi gave up and let Felix take over.

That was when everything went hazy, every movement provoking knife-sharp spikes of bliss. Avi filled him up so well, stretching him perfectly with every upward drive, and Zane’s mouth was heaven, so tight and warm and wet.

Sometimes, Felix wondered if this was what it would feel like to fuck Zane. They hadn’t done it yet, but Felix suspected, eventually, Zane would cave on that boundary, too.

Maybe.

And maybe he wouldn’t.

Either way, Felix was more than happy with what they had now.

Still, he couldn’t help but dream about it. Fantasize about it.

The way Asa was grunting, fingers gripping Zane’s hips tight enough to bruise as he railed him into the side of their mattress, there was no doubt Asa enjoyed being inside him.

Sometimes, Felix wanted that, too. Maybe just once, to know what it was like.

But for now, he’d settle for his pretty mouth, his plush lips wrapped around his cock. Zane’s fingertips skimmed the place where their bodies joined, an intimate little intrusion that made Felix shudder.

Felix rode his husband, bouncing without thought of anything but finally coming. Finally getting the release he’d been craving all day.

It was right there. So close.

His body stopped belonging entirely to him. He could no longer control the way he moved, driving down onto Avi, then up into Zane’s mouth.

Zane doubled his efforts, head bobbing faster, moaning filthily around his cock, the sensation shooting electricity along Felix’s spine until he was whimpering, his hips stuttering, his fingers tightening in Zane’s hair.

He held on because he needed something—someone—to anchor him.

Felix came hard, crying out as Zane sucked him through it, wave after wave leaving him trembling, then pulled off.

Felix’s cum dribbled from the corners of Zane’s mouth before he swallowed the rest loudly.

Felix dragged him upward, their bodies colliding awkwardly, then leaned over to kiss him, licking his face clean.

“Is it my turn?” Avi teased.

“Yeah, how do you want me?” Felix asked.

“Can I keep fucking you? Are you too sensitive?” Avi asked.

Felix took a second to actually check. His body was still humming, everything oversensitive and loose, but nothing hurt.

“No, I’m good.”

“Then I want you on all fours, kitten.”

Felix prowled forward, his hands inching down the mattress and into Zane’s space until his elbows were on either side of Asa’s thighs, watching as his husband disappeared out from underneath him.

The mattress shifted as Avi followed, moving from beneath Felix to kneel behind him.

When Avi was on his knees behind him, Felix made a show of widening his legs and arching his back, quickly grabbing the lube and spreading it over his fingers before reaching back to swipe it over his hole.