“What about me?” Smooth pressed up against Snoe’s back.
Snoe glanced over his shoulder, biting his bottom lip.
“You and Joker will have to wait,” Snoe said.
“Fine by me. I want your lips somewhere else,” Joker said, giving Snoe a smile.
Snoe licked his lips, thinking about exactly where his mouth would be.
“Watch over him,” Nyght said, leaning toward Snoe once more to press their foreheads together. It was a sweet gesture that made Snoe feel cherished like he never had before.
The five of them ran across the street and down the block, and Snoe watched them until they disappeared from view.
“It’s going to be okay. You know we are a lot stronger than any being in this realm,” Smooth said.
Snoe nodded. He knew that, but it didn’t mean demons couldn’t be killed or hurt. Stronger didn’t always mean invincible. Snoe’s father had been the greatest witch of his generation, his magical powers feared by all, and yet he’d died.
Smooth’s fingers found their way under Snoe’s shirt, drawing out slow circles against his abdomen. It turned Snoe on and grounded him all at the same time.
“It’s cute when you worry,” Joker said.
Snoe shrugged. “I am the master, which means each one of you are my belongings. How can I not worry that someone might break what’s mine?”
Joker turned around in the seat, tilting his head to the side. His smile dimmed as he stared at Snoe. And for a second Snoe thought he’d said something wrong, but an all-too-knowing smile slowly curved Joker’s full lips.
“Only you can break us.”
It was an odd thing to feel happy about, but Snoe felt a sense of ease from Joker’s words.
“But enough with this talking,” Joker said, getting out of the front seat and opening the back-seat door and climbing in.
Snoe laughed, knowing all too well what the hungry look in Joker’s beautiful eyes meant. Smooth wasn’t to be ignored. His touches went from just caresses to groping. He pinched Snoe’s nipples, sending little shocks straight to his dick. Snoe moaned and silently begged for more.
Joker leaned forward and took his mouth in a kiss, his tongue coaxing Snoe’s out to play. Snoe moaned into his mouth, never wanting the kiss to end.
“Share,” Smooth said.
Snoe pulled back from the kiss and turned to kiss Smooth. Joker’s lips latched onto Snoe’s neck, nipping here and there, driving Snoe insane in the best way possible. All three of them made out in the car like a bunch of horny teenagers and not like they were in enemy territory and could be discovered and killed any second. There was something about being with his men that made Snoe feel utterly invincible, more than capable of the impossible. It was a power he wasn’t accustomed to, but one he planned to never let go.
Snoe pulled back from the kiss with Smooth, shaking his hips in a circle up against Smooth’s jeans-covered crotch. Even through the barrier of clothes, he could feel how hard Smooth was for him. Both of them wanted him just as much as he wanted them.
Snoe unbuttoned Joker’s pants and pulled down the zipper slowly, knowing all too well Joker didn’t wear underwear. Most of them didn’t, something about underwear feeling too restrictive. It just gave Snoe easier access to his men. Joker’s thick cock was already hard, and the tip glistened with precome. Snoe’s mouth watered at the sight before him. The car was cramped, but he leaned forward anyway, admiring Joker’s length, tracing the vein with his tongue.
“There isn’t enough room in this back seat,” Joker whined.
Snoe had to fully agree, but as he had Joker’s thick cock down his throat, all he could muster was a hum.
“We can make it work,” Smooth said. His fingers made quick work of Snoe’s pants and pulled them down to his ankles. Snoe was scrunched between the two, but it didn’t matter as Smooth spread his cheeks and his hot tongue swiped down from the top of his crack to his taint. Snoe pulled back to suck in a breath and moaned as Smooth did it again, pressing his tongue against Snoe’s sensitive hole.
“Don’t forget I’m right here,” Joker said, threading his fingers in Snoe’s hair and directing him back to his cock.
Snoe looked up at him through his eyelashes. Joker’s short curly hair, strong jawline, and dark brown skin—it took Snoe’s breath away how handsome his men were and how different each one of them was looks and personality-wise.
“His eyes are going all distant. Why don’t you work your tongue?” Joker asked.
“Hmm, like this?” Smooth asked
He applied more pressure with his tongue against Snoe’s hole, pushing into him and making Snoe’s mind go blank. He moaned.
“It’s a fucking start,” Joker said.
Snoe could play at the same game. He wrapped his hand around the thick base of Joker’s cock and opened his mouth, taking it deep until his lips touched his hands and the head of Joker’s cock touched the back of his throat. His eyes watered as he swallowed, making his throat contract around the hard length.
Smooth ate his ass like Snoe was his last meal. Snoe tried his hardest to focus on the dick in his mouth, but Smooth was turning his mind into a puddle of goo as he tongue fucked him. Snoe pulled back on Joker’s member, breathing heavily.
“You look beautiful when you’re on the verge of coming,” Joker said as he collected the bead of precome from the tip of his length and fed it to Snoe.
Snoe sucked on Joker’s fingers like they were a popsicle, only stopping when Joker pulled his fingers away and once again directed Snoe back to his cock. Snoe pressed his tongue against the slit of Joker’s cock, earning him not only another bead of precome but a groan from Joker as he pushed against Snoe’s head.
Snoe moaned and whimpered when a finger joined Smooth’s tongue. Snoe’s cock was hard as stone, and he wanted so badly to beg one of them to touch him. Another finger, both of them curling inside of him and pressing against his prostate, brought stars to his vision. He pulled back and cried out as pleasure rocked through him. He moved his hips back, practically begging for Smooth to fuck him.
Joker growled as he pulled Snoe up and took his mouth in a toe-curling and demanding kiss. Yes, gods yes. Snoe whimpered into the kiss, moving his hips back and forth, wanting something inside of him and friction against his cock. He probably looked like a sex-crazed maniac, but at that moment he didn’t care. He wanted them both coming in him and on him.
“This damn car is too small,” Joker said in between kisses.
“I agree, so let’s move this way,” Smooth said.
He pulled Snoe against him.
“Spread your legs,” Smooth said.
“These damn clothes are in the way,” Joker complained.
Before Snoe could suggest taking them off, the sound of fabric ripping echoed in the compact car. Smooth placed Snoe on Joker’s lap.
“I’m sure I don’t have to walk you through the rest,” Smooth said.
Joker laughed. “Nope.”
Joker spat on his hand before wrapping it around both of their cocks. Oh, blessed friction. Snoe moaned, his eyes rolling in the back of his head as he tried to move instinctually with Joker’s hand. Smooth moved Snoe’s hair to the side as he ran his tongue along the base of Snoe’s neck, a hot spot that had Snoe crying out.