Reality hit Luthor hard. He hadn’t meant to lose control like that, but watching Xane and Dani had fired up his senses and made it impossible for him not to touch himself. He’d have preferred to get closer, kiss and caress Dani while Xane was inside her, and perhaps place his hand on Xane’s arse and follow the rolling movement of their hips, but he knew she wasn’t going to tolerate that. Someday maybe … but not yet. At the moment, she’d probably freak the fuck out if he so much as blew her a kiss. Consequently, when his come hit her skin, he expected her to go ballistic, but instead her brow creased, displaying her shock, but she stayed silent.
Xane lifted her hand and licked it clean.
If someone had described that action to him, Luthor was sure it would have inspired a grimace, not a floating sensation in the pit of his stomach. Xane somehow transformed the act into something utterly carnal. But then the man was a beast. He was primal. Ferocious. So damned sexy, if he reached out to touch him, Luthor feared he’d get his fingers seared. Xane leered at him in a way that made his pale eyes gleam with wicked intent, and curved up one side of his mouth in an utterly sinful fashion. The carnality of him was so intense, his sensuality so overt that even though he’d just come, Luthor’s cock perked right back up again.
Xane rolled Dani onto her back and stretched over her like a big cat toying with his prey. He used two fingers to part the lips of her sex, and then put his tongue to work on her clit.
Dani reacted as if she’d just been plugged into the mains. She arched, her head tilting backwards, and cried, ‘Oh, God! Not again so soon.’
‘I wouldn’t want you to feel you’d been cheated.’
Luthor had never watched a man eat pussy with such glee, and Xane did it with some serious skill if Dani’s reaction was anything to go by. She was climaxing again within a few short minutes. Not that Xane let up even then, not until her legs tightened around his ears and she tapped her hand against the ground as if signalling for a time out at a wrestling match. ‘Enough … stop … can’t do … can’t take any more.’
‘Sure?’
‘Fuck, Xane, you’re tipping me over …’ Her eyes rolled upwards before closing and she quivered from her shoulders to her toes. Finally, she flopped into an exhausted heap. ‘His turn, go wear him out. No more, fiend.’
Xane turned towards him, still on all fours.
Oh, lord, was he in trouble, if that wicked-as-hell smile was anything to go by.
Xane stalked forward, the charms of his silver bracelet chiming as he moved.
He was going to be eaten alive.
His heart thumped so hard it seemed the sound echoed in his ears. All the hair on his body stood up, as did the bit of him likely to be in for the biggest treat.
‘Condom?’ he gulped.
Xane just continued hunting him down.
‘I’ll run and get one. It’ll take two minutes max.’
‘You’ll stay exactly where you are.’
‘But …’ He scrambled backwards crabwise until his hands landed on the grass.
‘Aren’t you the man with bottomless pockets?’ Dani remarked. Apparently she’d regained her normal speech, though she still hadn’t lifted her head off the ground.
He was, and he knew for a fact he had the necessary goods. Luthor pounced on his discarded shorts and began emptying the pockets. Duct tape followed a packet of gum and his penknife onto the mat, as did the remains of a broken drumstick – God knows why he still had that in there. The strip of prophylactics was right at the damn bottom. Surprise, surprise. He held them up and smacked a kiss on the wrappers before separating one foil and tearing it open.
‘Give it here.’ Xane held out his hand expectantly.
What the hell else was he supposed to do but hand it over? Sheesh! He was trembling like this was his first fucking time.
His eyes stung from the strain of not daring to blink as he watched Xane roll the Johnny into position. Only he didn’t bark out the instruction Luthor expected. Instead, Xane about-turned on his knees and crawled back to Dani.
What in the fucking hell! ‘You’re kidding me.’ She’d more than had her turn. Even Dani looked astonished.
‘Xane?’ she murmured.
‘Got any lube amongst your trinkets?’ Xane asked.
Luthor scanned his collection of objects, though he already knew the answer. ‘No.’
‘Didn’t think so.’ Poised over Dani, Xane looked down into her luminous eyes. ‘Do you mind if I slick myself up for him, baby?’
Jeezus effing Christ! He was going to explode before Xane got near him if he kept on coming out with this stuff.
Dani raised her hand and placed it on Xane’s chest. Her fingertips curled. ‘Are you going to fuck him?’ she mouthed.
‘That’s the plan, yes.’
‘And you want to use me as a lubricant.’
‘Not the whole of you. He’s going to squeal and it’s not going to be half so pleasant if I don’t.’
‘It’s a big ask.’
‘I know that.’ He dropped a kiss on the tip of her nose. His cock was lying right against her cunt.
Luthor could hear Dani’s ragged breaths.
‘It’ll be like you’re fucking him too.’
Her eyes went wide.
Xane pressed right on into her and started stroking. ‘Your pussy is so fucking sweet. I could happily stay right here.’
‘I’m done in, Xane.’
‘Sure? No activity on your part required.’
She batted at him weakly. ‘I need at least a six-hour time out.’
‘Lightweight,’ he teased, and gave her another gloriously wanton smooch. His head turned. Luthor stared at him mesmerised. Dark hair framed Xane’s narrow face. His eyebrow piercing glinted in the sunlight, and a hint of sharp teeth showed between his kiss-reddened lips. ‘Get on all fours, and make sure you’re facing her.’
Luthor didn’t think about what he was doing; his muscles just complied. In any case, it wasn’t as if he was looking for an alternative. He’d fantasised about this for long enough, and he’d certainly never forgotten the first time Xane had screwed him on Swedish soil. Most likely he wasn’t going to forget this occasion either.
‘Need me to loosen you up, or are you ready for me now?’
He couldn’t seem to find his voice to answer. Luckily that didn’t seem to matter, because Xane appeared to know exactly what was necessary – a slow, delirium-inducing rimming of his hole, followed by the sort of euphoric pressure you could get drunk on.
He let his head hang as Xane entered him. It was easy, so supremely easy, as all the best fucks in his life had been. He breathed deep and relaxed, let Xane sink in to the hilt.
Xane was inside him.
Xane Geist was fucking him.
Pinpricks of pleasure burst all across Luthor’s body as his neural pathways lit up. He was in heaven, hearing and beating away at an imaginary drumkit in time with his favourite Black Halo track. This man drove him demented. Focusing on the rhythm playing in his head was the only way not to shatter immediately. What’s more, Dani was masturbating over the sight of them. She’d been limp as a digestive dipped in tea a moment ago, but now she had her hands between her legs and appeared to be getting off again. He could hardly make sense of it. She was so contradictory. He wasn’t sure how he was supposed to keep up. One minute she hated the fact he was intruding on her relationship. The next minute this …
Only thing he could think to do was roll with the punches.
Actually, that was the only thing he was capable of. The heat of Xane’s cock inside him was setting the whole of his skin ablaze. Or maybe that was just from having an audience. Luthor wasn’t shy. He’d made out plenty of times and had people witness it, but this was different. This was Xane Geist inside him, and Dani’s interest wasn’t just vaguely voyeuristic – it was intense. He found it hard to look at her. It was too much like she was seeing through him to all his secret desires and fetishes. Too bad, as Xane had no intention of allowing him to hide. He pulled Luthor into an upright position on his knees so that there was barely any space between them, and the ridges of Xane’s torso constantly caressed Luthor’s back. The angle made it even harder to hold a steady beat. A firm grip around his cock and he was going to shoot himself in the face.
‘Take it easy. Relax. I’ve got you.’
Luthor could do none of those things. He was wound like a coil. Any minute, he was either going to break or unwind so rapidly that if you blinked you’d miss it.
‘Let me come with you. Let me come inside you.’
Yes … yes … He wanted that. Wanted it so damned bad that he accidentally bit his tongue. The metallic taste of blood flooded his mouth.
‘Let go, Luthor. I’m right here with you. Do you need my touch?’
No, he didn’t need Xane’s hand around his cock, but, by God, it felt fantastic. His balls drew up tight, then every muscle in his body seemed to flex at once. Without a doubt he was going to feel the effects of this ride every time he moved for the next few days.
Frankly, he didn’t care if he felt it for the next month.
Fiery rapture spread along his shaft and jetted from him in what felt like one long eruption. He fell forward again as Xane finished himself off, cried out at the pulse of the other man’s climax deep inside him, then sighed as Xane’s long hair tickled his back and the sweat began to cool across his skin.
He didn’t want to move. Anyway, his limbs were like jelly. Even when Xane’s cock softened and he pulled out, he held the pose. ‘That was fucking amazing.’
OK, he couldn’t support his own weight a second longer. Luthor face-planted onto the tartan rug.
‘You’re damned well not wrong.’