Wolves at the Door (MMM) Page 7
Patrick moved in, rubbing his cock over Steven’s ass a long time before entering him. Patrick’s long, thick cock stretched Steven. The veiny shaft felt so good as it slid home. Patrick immediately began fucking Steven, moving in and out with a steady, brisk rhythm. The intensity in his eyes took Steven’s breath away. The pleasure built again, and Steven was on edge. He reached for Patrick, who came down to meet him. Patrick pressed Steven into the mattress, Steven’s cock trapped between them. Patrick joined his hands with Steven’s and pressed them above Steven’s head. They kissed frantically as they both neared completion.
Patrick broke the kiss. “Come here, Aiden.”
Steven looked at Aiden, who looked to be close to coming, too. Aiden moved in and brought his cock to Steven’s mouth. “Yes,” Steven whispered before kissing the head and taking Aiden’s cock.
Aiden and Patrick kissed, and as Steven sucked harder Aiden came into his mouth, crying out both their names over and over as he panted. Steven went over the edge next, his cum running everywhere and coating all three of them. Patrick looked down at Steven and groaned, shooting inside of Steven’s ass.
Steven couldn’t even tell who was touching and kissing him soon, and he loved every second of it. He got lost in the arms of his two amazing wolves, giving his heart as freely as he surrendered his body.
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Aiden watched Patrick and Steven playing basketball. Spring had finally arrived, though for once Aiden had really enjoyed winter. The past several months had been filled with joy and love as he spent every day with the men he loved. Aiden loved Patrick more now than he ever had before, and Steven had won his heart a hundred times over. He’d also had the pleasure of watching Patrick and Steven fall more in love with each other as well. They bickered and often annoyed one another, at times driving Aiden crazy, but the three of them together really worked.
Patrick’s and Aiden’s parents adored Steven. At first, things had been awkward, but soon everyone had adjusted. Steven grew more comfortable every day with the way their love worked, and Aiden had never been so fulfilled and content.
Steven smiled over at him. “Aren’t you supposed to be cooking hamburgers?” he called.
Aiden blinked and looked down at the grill. “Yeah. Guess so.” He flipped the meat and went back to watching the two men running around by the garage.
As always, Patrick had known exactly what they needed. Aiden laughed as Steven missed a shot, blowing the man a kiss. Steven pretended to catch it, but then he stuck his hand down the front of his shorts. Patrick dropped the basketball and wrapped his arms around Steven, kissing the back of his neck as he grinned at Aiden with a mischievous look.
“What’s the point of me cooking these if you two are going to drag me inside and do unspeakable things to me?” Aiden asked.
“We can stick them in the oven,” Patrick said, taking Steven’s hand and leading him inside.
Aiden watched them go, grinning. He tapped his foot, willing the meat to cook faster. “Screw it,” he said, plating the meat on a clean platter and taking it in. “We all like ‘em rare anyway.”
Aiden shoved the burgers in the oven and set it to “warm” before following the happy and excited sounds to their bedroom.
The End
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Marie Medina was born in northern New England and raised by her pale, mysterious godfather in a dark gothic mansion on the edge of her small, sleepy town. He didn’t turn out to be a Bronte hero or a vampire, as she thought when she was very young, but he is her best friend and the standard by which she measures all her heroes (and suitors). She has been writing since the age of eleven and has no intention of stopping anytime soon.
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