Night Is Darkest by Jayne Rylon (books recommended by bts .TXT) 📕

“Just need a second.” She propped her cheek on Tyler’s shoulder to keep her face above water when she could no longer hold it up herself.

“You lay back. Relax. Enjoy the show.” Mason kissed her brow. The jumping muscle in his jaw attested to the inferno of desire raging in his system.

“Show?” Tyler grew suspicious as his mind gained clarity.

“On your knees, Ty.”

He didn’t hesitate a single heartbeat as he opened his mouth and prepared to take Mason’s glistening cock into his throat to drain it.

“Not like that. Hands and knees. You need to be fucked, don’t you?”

“Hell, yes.” He spun to mimic Lacey’s earlier pose. On his knees, shoulders and the side of his face pressed to the heated stone. His softening cock dangled between his thighs. The head dipped into the tepid spring which felt like the welcoming heat of a mouth. He reached behind him to grab his ass, spreading it to tantalize his stubborn lover.

Mason snarled as he wrapped one bulging arm around Lacey’s waist before lifting her hips from the pool. The fingers of his free hand delved inside her swollen pussy. She groaned, trying to escape, but he pinned her in place while he scooped the remnants of her arousal and Ty’s come from her sated body. She surrendered the lubrication with a sigh of relief when Mason re-submerged her tender flesh in the healing waters.

Ty attempted to watch, fascinated, when Mason spread the slippery proof of their lust across his puckered hole. Instead, he had to settle for witnessing Lacey’s spellbound expression. Appreciation for their intimacy radiated from her satisfied eyes, ratcheting his need to epic proportions.

“Please Mason, take me.”

The other man’s slick finger rimmed his asshole then nudged inside the clenching ring. Ty took a deep breath then focused on relaxing. Mason’s broad digit sank into his welcoming body, spreading the natural gel over every surface he could reach.

Tyler moaned as the wriggling invasion stimulated forbidden territory. Lacey scooted closer for a better view. She knelt beside Mason, repeated his collection process then added another dollop of lube to his hole.

“You want to try it, doll?” Mason’s gruff tone exposed his lust at the idea.

When she probed Ty’s hole, thick and thin fingers penetrated him in tandem, working the cream into his rectum. He moaned and thrust back to encourage them to delve deeper. His cock responded, lengthening once more, extending further into the heated liquid below him.

“I want to see you fuck him.”

Mason’s cock bumped against his ass. They both jerked at the contact.

“Hands off, doll, or I won’t last another minute.”

Resounding smacks and moist slurps indicated the pair exchanged a wet kiss while Mason aligned his cock. The bulging head rode the seam of Ty’s ass until it aimed for his orifice.

“I can’t go easy, Ty,” Mason growled. “Brace yourself.”

“I’m ready. Do it.”

Agony and ecstasy raced up his spine when Mason buried himself to the hilt in one powerful thrust. Tyler couldn’t say who moaned loudest, but he thought it might have been Lacey. She lay beside him, capturing his mouth for a soul-stealing kiss while Mason gave him time to adjust to his intrusion. Her dainty hand snaked out to fondle his cock and balls. The triple stimulation had him pushing back against Mason’s quivering abdomen within seconds.

“That’s so fucking good, Ty.” He withdrew his steel-hard cock until just the head remained.

Tyler clenched, afraid he’d pull out. Instead, Mason slammed back inside as far as he could go. The impact thrust Ty’s cock through Lacey’s fingers, which cupped him. He forced his eyes open to meet her languid gaze. She flexed her hand around his burgeoning erection.

“Impressive, Ty.” She bit her lower lip while working her hand in counterpoint to Mason’s thrusts which began to come faster, longer. “Take his fat cock. You should see his face. You’re driving him wild with that tight hole.”

When the hell had she gotten so wicked?

“Shit, yeah!” Mason confirmed her taunting even as his balls began to swing against Ty’s in time to his escalating thrusts.

Lacey’s thumb swiped over the head of his cock beneath the water just as Mason hit the sweet spot in his ass. Every muscle in his body tensed. That went double for his asshole, which strangled Mason’s pounding hard-on. The skilled bastard nailed his prostate with each rapid slap of his hips until his body strung tight with pleasure.

“Ty!” Mason’s fingers clamped on his waist, digging in as he held him where he wanted and drilled his ass. “Fuck! I’m going to come.”

Lacey moaned then stroked him faster.

Stars exploded in his vision when Mason’s cock bulged a moment before scalding come decorated his ass. Tyler absorbed each ounce of pleasure and made it his own. Knowing he had fulfilled both his lovers brought him unfathomable joy. It tipped him into one of the most intense orgasms of his life.

Lacey milked his cock as seed bubbled from his balls. The lustrous strands swirled in the water beneath him before floating gently away, disappearing into the depths of the spring. Exhausted, he went limp in both of his lovers’ clutches. Mason settled them on their sides, still joined, while Lacey snuggled up to his chest.

He wrapped his arms around her, tucking her close as he continued to shudder. Entwined, they soaked in the refreshing pool and their love for each other without another word.

Chapter Seventeen

When Lacey awoke the next morning, she dreaded opening her eyes. Please, God, don’t let that have been a dream. Cruel doubts pricked her heart. She’d hit her head, taken multiple painkillers. The entire utopia could have been nothing more than a vivid hallucination. The cloudlike mattress she lay on didn’t feel familiar but that didn’t necessarily mean anything.

“Come on, sleepyhead.” Tyler stroked her hair. “Quit faking. I know you’re up.”

She gulped, then squinted in the dazzling light pouring through the now open curtains in the cabin. Her entire body sagged in relief.

“What’s that for, little one?”