Chapter 8

“That is so hot,” he heard Aiden’s say. He turned his head. His other lover was standing naked next to Edward, who was kneeling on the floor.

Aiden walked the few steps towards him and kissed him roughly and passionately, nipping on his lips before his mouth was filled and licked by his lover’s tongue. He tried to kiss his lover equally hard and wild, pulling the other man into his arms to feel that broad, hairy chest against his smoother one, but Edward’s tongue behind him was prodding so deeply inside his entrance that he could barely focus on standing up straight, much less reciprocate Aiden’s brutal kiss.

He grunted in pain-pleasure when Edward shoved two fingers deep into him, scissoring him roughly. He breathed in deeply and relaxed to adjust to the intrusion. He keened and whimpered when Aiden grabbed his hands to stop him from playing with his hardened tool. He couldn’t protest verbally because Aiden was still kissing him harshly and licking his tongue lustfully.