Not tonight. Hopefully, not ever.
“Kate, come here,” Mike called to his wife.
When she approached, shucking her robe—which matched Morgan’s—she put her hands on Mike’s abs—in the gap between them and Joe’s lower back—surrounding him in her embrace from behind. As the sound of her kissing some part of Mike, probably his shoulder, reached into Joe’s mind, he felt her knuckles grazing the spot just above his ass. “What do you need, Mike?”
“Get rid of my shorts and find me some lube, please.”
As Joe shuddered, Kate purred her appreciation for what she was about to watch. She got off on seeing her husband go all dominant on them. Mike gripped Joe tighter and Morgan slipped her tongue between his lips when he moaned in response.
“Okay, damn it. You guys were right. This was worth waiting for,” Dave grumbled from the couch in front of the fire where his wife, Kayla, was curled up beside him. He took his impressive cock in hand and gave it a few idle strokes. On his other side was Neil with Devon already in his lap. The man they shared, James, was seated on the floor between their knees. His head tipped back so that he could look up adoringly at his husband and wife.
“I told you, Dave. Everyone’s going to be satisfied before the night is over. Be patient.” James reached out to the side and patted Dave’s shin. It said something that he wasn’t wearing anything—not even a blanket covered up the scars on his legs, which snaked even that low on his limb. He didn’t flinch when James touched it either. Not anymore.
The gruesome accident he’d survived had left its mark, one that hadn’t entirely faded, even after all this time.
Another knot in Joe’s gut loosened as he realized that this wasn’t only for him. It was for each of them. When one of them was stressed or sick or struggling with something, every one of them felt it. Relief coursed through the entire room, reflecting back as heat and longing.
While they talked, Kate worked. Joe knew she’d done as Mike asked when the other man’s cock sprang free and prodded his ass where it met his thigh. “Fuck, are you sure you haven’t grown since the last time we did this?”
Morgan chuckled and patted Joe’s chest, as if telling him he could take it. And he would. He’d love every second of it when Mike fit himself inside of Joe’s ass and reminded him of his place on the crew and in life.
“It’s probably just that it’s been a while.” Mike raked his teeth over Joe’s neck, making his own cock stiffen.
There was a hint of desperation to their interactions that gave what they were doing an edge. One he hadn’t felt in a while. It was scary, yeah. But it was also exciting.
Morgan sank to her knees and did for him what Kate had done for Mike. She unbuttoned his jeans, then stripped them off along with his boots, underwear, and socks. While she was there, she paused, set one hand on his bunched quadriceps and took him into her mouth, making white heat flash across his mind.
She knew exactly how to please him, and—even better—how to tease. She didn’t suck, but ran her tongue along the underside of his shaft, getting him steely hard before pulling off and placing a kiss on the tip. As she did, Mike grabbed the bottom of his long-sleeved shirt and tugged it over his head. “You won’t be needing this.”
Nope. He definitely would not. Joe couldn’t wait for every inch of his skin to be pressed to someone he loved, who would keep him safe, even from himself.
Morgan got to her feet and wrapped her hand around his cock, encouraging him to thrust into her loose fist before she used her grip to lead him deeper into the cabin Kayla and Dave had made their home. When the rug smooshed soft between his toes, Morgan stopped and sat at his feet.
Her hand wasn’t the only thing urging him to follow. Along with Joe’s own desire, Mike pushed on his shoulders, making it clear that he wanted Joe to join his wife.
“Lie down, Morgan,” Mike commanded. “I need you to keep his mind off what I’m doing for a few minutes.”
“That’s not going to be a problem.” She stretched out, cupping her breasts as she held his rapt attention. Joe blanketed her as they became the main attraction for the couple and throuple cheering them on from the sidelines.
“Mike’s going to fuck him so good.” James sighed. “I wish it was me acting weird lately so someone would have to set me straight.”
“We can pretend later,” Neil teased. Of all of them, James was the most submissive and the most attracted to other men.
“I like that plan. If you’re still up for it...” James laughed as Devon ruffled his hair and leaned down for a kiss of her own. She loved watching Neil and James together nearly as much as she loved being sandwiched between them.
Their familiar banter set Joe at ease as he settled himself between his wife’s thighs. The fit of her against him, the ultimate security the crew instilled him, all of it was so familiar and so right, he couldn’t think about anything else. Especially not about making changes that would put moments like this in jeopardy.
Joe got lost in kissing Morgan. Tenderly at first, then more urgently as they began to grind on each other. And when she shifted so that her pussy straddled his thigh, he realized how ready she was for him. For all of them.
“I’m sorry I kept you waiting,” he panted between brushes of their lips against each other.
“I wasn’t upset. I knew you would make it up to me.” She moaned softly as he rocked against her. It meant something that she had that much confidence in him. More than he had in himself sometimes. Okay, most of the time. Morgan always believed in him the way he believed in her, without reservation, and that’s why they’d lasted as long as they had. Why they’d make it through anything, he hoped.
He brushed her hair aside to kiss her neck, then her collarbones and back up to her mouth. When he shifted, so did his cock. It nudged Morgan’s core. She gasped. Slick heat enveloped his dick.
“Welp, that’s that. No way can he resist now.” Dave laughed as Joe nearly blacked out from anticipation. They knew him well.
At the same time, he understood them. Though he didn’t have the excess brain cells to fire back some smartass reply, Devon did it for him. “Like you could either? Come on, we know the instant Kayla stops teasing you both by rubbing your back and decides she wants some D, you won’t be able to hold out either.”
Joe glanced to the side, nodding at Dave.
As if to prove her best friend right, Kayla refocused her attention from the lazy massage she’d been giving Dave as she observed Joe and Morgan—as well as Kate and Mike—getting warmed up to baiting Dave with some enticement of his own.
She leaned in and licked his nipple, biting lightly on it before flicking the piercing there with the tip of her tongue.
“Shit. Fine,” he growled. “But we all know I’m the weak link. Joe’s usually not.”
Was that what he’d become? A liability to them? Maybe.
Joe’s cock lost a bit of its stiffness.
“He’s still not. None of you are.” Mike slapped Joe’s flank, making his dick drive a bit deeper into the opening of Morgan’s pussy. Her heat and slickness lured him in. Fuck yes. Whether he deserved it or not—her or them or their respect—he was going to take what they were offering and love every moment of it.