“I don’t want there to be an us without you,” Linnea added, stroking her hand down my neck, pressing forward so herbreasts were crushed against my chest and Adam’s arms, her legs twined around my back and Adam’s hips so we were as conjoined as three could be. “I think I fell in love with you at sixteen before I ever really knew you because I could see your heart in your eyes, and it spoke to me in a way no one ever had before. Most people never find their soulmates, and somehow, I’ve been lucky enough to find two.”
She pressed her forehead to mine, and I swallowed my heart as it tried to leap up my throat and go to her. I raised my hands to cup her face and smoothed my thumbs over her cheekbones, trying to find the words under the crushing grief in my chest.
To be given the gift of these two hearts knowing I would have to break them in the morning was damnation befitting Dante’s ninth circle of hell.
“Sei il mio universe,” I told her in Italian. “You are my universe. Both of you. The moon and sun that redefine my sense of gravity. No matter what happens, please, promise me—swear to me—you know I love you both madly and eternally.”
Adam made a pained sound in his throat a second before he was moving up and flipping out from under me to press me down to the ground by the shoulders so he could kiss me. Only Linnea was already there, her tongue in my mouth. We made room for him there, kissing each other in a way I had never done before, sharing breath and tongue and nipping lips until our bodies were warm and slick with sweat. Their hands wandered over me, tracing the same skin they had touched earlier, testing the firmness of my abdominals, squeezing their fingers around my cock until it was sheathed in their touch. They aroused me so sinuously, I was close to coming before I even realized how they’d done it.
I blinked dazedly up at the moon in the starry sky as they lowered their mouths to my groin and took turns sucking mydick, and I thanked whatever God might have ruled the heavens that I could have this.
Even if it was just for a night.
Then, unwilling to miss the sight of two golden heads laving my cock, I tipped my head down to watch them take their pleasure from sucking me. Adam held me by the base and offered my flush, plum-purple tip to Linnea, who sucked on it like a lollipop, swirling her tongue to suck up the leaking precum, paying special attention to the tender underside of the head.
“Cazzo,” I cursed softly as she pulled off, shared a salacious, open-mouthed kiss with Adam, and then used a hand in his hair to force him down on my shaft.
He took me to the root in one easy move, his throat swollen with the length of me. I watched and felt as he swallowed around me and fought the urge to jerk my hips up and choke him.
“It’s okay,” Linnea soothed. “You can fuck his face.”
“Jesus,” I hissed as I carefully thrust into his throat. Linnea held his head steady as I slowly picked up the pace.
My cock made obscenely wet noises as it tunneled over his tongue and into his throat again and again. Linnea reached down to roll my balls in her hand and then spat on her fingers before trailing them over the seam of my scrotum to my hole beneath. Her face was suffused with lust as she rubbed them over my rim, dipping just the tip of her finger inside me.
Adam pulled off my cock only long enough to grab a bottle of lube by his hip and hand it to Linnea. “Stretch him open for me.”
My hips canted at the thought, and Linnea smiled wickedly as she coated her fingers in cool lube and reached back between my cheeks in earnest. Adam resumed sucking on my cock as Linnea’s long, narrow fingers slid inside me. I hissed as she twisted them, rubbing against my wall until she found myprostate, banging against it almost clumsily before she found a rhythm that made me writhe.
“God, you’re sexy,” she breathed as she watched me with low lids. “I’m leaking down my thigh watching Adam suck you while I fuck you.”
I cursed viciously in Italian.
“That’s it,” she encouraged, wedging another finger inside me so I hissed at the stretch and burn. “Take everything we have to give you.”
A shiver of embarrassment to be laid out like this and fucked by a woman’s fingers only heightened my arousal. It felt wrong in a way that was decidedly right, and I fucking loved it.
“Good girl fucking him for me,” Adam praised in a cock-ravaged voice as he slurped off my cock and watched Linnea finger fuck me. “Let me show you what he likes.”
He moved a hand between the cheeks to place it over Linnea’s, parting her fingers slightly so he could reach inside me at the same time. A long, low moan of a dying man escaped my throat as Adam’s thick fingers slid inside me alongside hers.
“There, see how he likes to be filled up,” Adam said in that conversational tone that made me fucking wild. “Does that feel good, sweet Seb?”
“Che cazzo,si,” I moaned.
Adam laughed coldly. “You know you’ve hit the right spot when he forgets to speak English.”
I swore again as my hips pumped desperately against their thrusting fingers. I didn’t know how many were inside me anymore, but the stretch of fullness made the backs of my teeth ache and still I wanted me.
When they pulled out of me in tandem, I let out a growling protest that made them both laugh breathless.
“Hush, Sebastian, or I won’t give you what you want,” Adam scolded me, then picked up the lube and handed it to Linnea again. “Get me wet enough to slide inside him to the hilt.”
Linnea shivered, fingers trembling as she coated Adam’s bludgeon of a cock in lube, working her hand along the shaft almost reverently.
“You’re so big. I can’t believe he can take this in his tight hole,” Linnea murmured.
“It’s a tight fit,” Adam agreed, “but he likes to struggle to take it all to the hilt. Don’t you, Sebastian?”
