Page 37 of Lane (East Dremest Mafia #5)

RAIDEN

By the time we arrived home from killing Ulrich and coordinating with others on Jordan’s payroll to stage a scene and clean up Thirteen, it was late.

We were exhausted, but we didn’t fall asleep until we knew both Jordan and Sheldon were going to be okay, which meant it was early the next morning.

We finally fell asleep around five. We were at the hospital for a bit to pick up Alton and check in on both men, but there wasn’t anything we could do. It was in the hands of the doctors.

We had showered when we arrived home. By the time the updates came in with Jordan out of surgery to repair his shoulder, Sheldon’s vitals improving, and Alton’s niece was born, we passed out for a solid twelve hours.

When I woke, I couldn’t pull myself out of the fog I was in. There weren’t any dreams to suck me back under. I had Alton and Lane in my arms. The fog eventually won and returned me to sleep a second time. That was when the dream started, one I couldn’t tell from reality.

“God, Lane, your ass…” I murmured as I thrust into him. He was fucking tight from not letting me stretch him, insisting on needing the burn.

I couldn’t get enough of him. I’d never been in a hole so tight. Hands on my arms and a body at my back had me tipping my head against Alton’s shoulder, loving the way he heated me from behind. His dick slotted against my ass, rubbing between my cheeks but he didn’t press inside.

“I love you both so much,” I said.

Lying on my side with Lane’s leg back over mine, my dick buried inside him, and my hand behind me on Alton’s hip, it was nearly more than I could handle.

There was a reason I cherished this moment with them. Something happened but I couldn’t remember what. Lane clenched around me and all thought fled.

“Ray, fuck, you need to wake me like this all the time.”

Wake him?

Oh shit.

But this was a dream. I wasn’t fucking him while he was asleep.

“It’s okay,” he said. “I told you I’m fine with it. Don’t stop.”

I rolled my head back and forth, trying to shake the dream away. It began to work, the hazy edges of reality edging back in.

All of the sudden, my eyes opened, and I was really fucking Lane.

Trying to scramble away, apologies fell from my lips. I couldn’t believe I’d done this to him. These men meant everything to me. I wouldn’t want to be with them like this.

“Hey, stop,” Alton said, his lips pressing to my shoulder. “Lane’s okay. He wants this.”

“I’m sorry,” I whispered brokenly, emotion crawling up my throat.

Lane reached for me, for my leg, side, whatever he could find.

I released Alton to give Lane my hand. He clutched it tightly.

“Ray, I love you. If I didn’t want you to do this, believe me when I say I would have put a stop to it.

I told you from the start, I thought it was hot and was all for it.

Anything I can do to give you and Al pleasure, I will.

And before you say it’s not only about you, you’re right.

It’s about Al and me too. I want you to pound my ass, so for the love of all that is good, don’t stop. ”

Before I could respond, I heard the cap on the lube opening.

“Can I fuck you?” Alton asked me.

I nodded, unable to form words. How could they be okay with this? Part of me understood. I wasn’t doing anything they didn’t consent to, but the other part didn’t want to do this to them when we were asleep.

“Stop thinking,” Lane urged. “Start moving. Your cock in my ass needs to be doing more work. I’m not playing. I will straddle Al and make him fuck me if you don’t.”

“I wouldn’t complain,” Alton said.

Lane chuckled. “Rain check. Ray isn’t going anywhere, are you?” He clenched around me again.

Fuck, there was no way I was leaving his heat, not when my dick was hard, and a finger found my hole to push in. I moaned, my head falling back onto Alton.

“That’s it, let go,” he murmured. “We’ve got you. All you have to do is move your hips and feel. Your body knows who you desire.”

I’d never done this with anyone before. Not once had I fucked someone while they were sleeping. Was Alton right? Did my body know more than my mind did? These men were made for me. Every part of them, from their gorgeous flesh to their beautiful souls, was mine.

Alton stretched me open, urging me forward so I was partially draped over Lane. Alton’s fingers left me, and his dick pressed there. The moment he breached me, my hips jerked forward, causing Lane to moan.

“That’s it,” Alton soothed. “We’re going to give you what you need. We always will.”

Why were tears burning my eyes? Why was this so fucking emotional?

“We love every part of you,” he continued. “There’s nothing you can say or do to drive us away. We’ll give you everything.”

A tear slid down my cheek. How were they so perfect?

I gave over to what Alton did, how he fucked me. My fingers dug into Lane’s hips so I could hold on and make sure he felt just as good as I did.

“Fuck yeah,” Lane gasped. “Just like that.” He shifted a bit in front of me, getting himself off. I should have been the one to do it, but I couldn’t get my hand to move or my mind to get on the same page. Everything checked out, so I could give myself over like Alton wanted.

This was a different experience than the other times we were together.

I loved these men with my whole heart. I let them hold me, carry me through, do for me what I couldn’t for myself.

They knew I needed this before I did. God, I didn’t think I’d ever fully be worthy of them, but I would strive each day to be the best I could be. They deserved nothing less.

“Yes, yes,” Lane panted, then shook, his orgasm taking hold.

“Come on, Ray,” Alton urged. He was fucking me steadily, his fingers tightening on my hip. “I want to feel you release. Pour your cum into Lane. Make him ours.”

I cried out on his next thrust and did the best I could, given my position, to piston into Lane until chills raced over my body and I finally spilled.

My eyes squeezed closed as everything drifted away.

There was nothing left but ecstasy as I didn’t worry about anything except feeling good.

My men had me and they’d never let me go.

“Oh god, holy shit,” I heard from a distance as Alton fucked into me and stiffened.

He kept going, kept wringing out his orgasm before his body went lax and his forehead pressed to my spine.

“If this is what happens when you dream, Lane and I are keeping you in the middle when we fall asleep. Goddamn, that was amazing.”

“You’re telling me,” Lane said. “Dream fuck me every night, Ray. I’m here for this.”

Groaning, I turned my head to bury my face in the pillow. “I can’t believe you liked that.”

Lane patted my hip. “I’m going to let you in on something. I like it when you and Alton fuck me. I like to fuck you and Alton. I don’t care who’s doing what as long as we’re coming by the end. Asleep, awake, in bed, or against the shower wall, fuck me whenever and wherever you want.”

“That’s a dangerous thing to say,” Alton murmured. “We’re going to have so much sex.”

“I’m counting on it.”

I knew without a shadow of a doubt they wanted me, no matter if I was awake or not. They’d told me before. Experiencing it was entirely different. They desired all of me and accepted me for who I was, dream fucking as Lane called it and all.

We lay there for a few minutes until Lane complained he was sticky. One by one, we pried our bodies apart until we stood in the room naked. We should check our phones, but I wanted just a little more peace before the real world broke through.

In the bathroom, I turned the shower on to a comfortable temperature then stepped in, pulling Lane and Alton with me. We didn’t rush when we soaped each other’s bodies. We didn’t have sex again. We simply cared for one another. Gentle hands and soft words of love and devotion.

As the soap rinsed from our skin, I brought us together in an embrace, one arm around Lane, the other around Alton. We dropped our foreheads together as the water cascaded over us, beating our skin with a gentle massage.

“I love you,” I told them. “I never knew it could be like this, that I would not only get to have you both, but that you’d accept all of me.”

“There’s nothing to accept, Ray,” Lane said. “There’s only love. We’ll take every part of you, dark or light, and love you so much, you won’t ever second-guess anything again.”

“Thank you.”

“You’re both amazing,” Alton whispered. “I thought I wouldn’t fit with you, but you showed me I do. We’re not whole unless we’re together. Without you near, part of me is missing. I didn’t know love could be this big.”

“Neither did I.” Lane let out a breath. “Who knew after all the shit I’d been through I’d wind up with two men who don’t care what my past held.

You’re not the only one with insecurities, Ray.

We all have them. There have been plenty of times throughout my life where I wondered where my path would lead, why I went through what I did.

It was to get here, to be with you both, to support you and have you do the same for me.

That’s what our big love is. We have each other no matter what. ”

“We do,” I said. “I’m going to spend the rest of my life loving you.”

“Ditto.”

“Same,” Alton added.

We stood there for a while longer, not ready to leave and let anyone come into this space with us.

The real world waited; it always did. As long as we had each other, we could fight whatever it threw at us.

Although, if it could be a little less, I’m going to fuck shit up and more You deserve every good thing , that would be nice.

Deep down, I knew we’d face more trials. It was the life we led, doing what we did. No matter what, we’d find our way to each other and the solace only we could provide.