Page 104 of The Hitman's Prince

“I’m going to get it all up inside of you, then give you a little more. When you’re out, Orion…” I paused, worrying the corner of my bottom lip with my tongue. I know he’d said no limits, but I felt like the next part of the plan would come very close.

“You don’t have to tell me.”

“Of course I don’t,” I agreed. “But I want you to know, that while Jacob and I are fucking you here, Caspian is going to put your cock into his mouth.”

Jacob shivered, rocking all three of us.

“He’s going to suck your dick until you come like the obedient little dog you are. Do you hear me?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“If you want to come today, it’s going to be in his mouth.”

There was no protest in him. I didn’t think there would be. Five days was enough to do that to a man, but I’d also watched Orion intently for months. He had gone from loathing Caspian to tolerating him, and while I would have been content to live a life that held the two of them as separate as Orion needed, I didn’t think that was what he wanted anymore. I wasn’t delirious enough to think this would be the start of a friendship between them, but it was something. It could be enough.

“I understand.”

“Good.” I squirted some more lube onto my dick, then situated myself properly on top of Jacob’s spread legs, the tip of my dick notched against Orion’s ass, the steady slide of Jacob’s cock as soft as a glove against my shaft.

I opened the bag and raised it to Orion’s face. I didn’t even need to tell him to breathe; he sucked a deep breath, gagging around the sweetness of the chemicals before forcing himself to take another inhale. After a minute, I pulled the bag away, relishing the way his body swayed like he had no control over it.

“Just like that,” I whispered into his ear, pushing my dick down onto the top of Jacob’s shaft and letting the lift of his hips help push me inside. Orion’s muscles were beyond relaxed, and he moaned as the crown of my dick popped inside of him. I had to keep my arm wrapped around his chest to hold him up, thrusting long and deep to get myself all the way inside of him.

From the floor, Jacob cursed under his breath, and Caspian had long discarded the blanket. He was on his knees like an eager puppy, spent cock already lifting back to life.

“This is the tightest you’ve ever been.” I kissed Orion’s temple, drawing my hips back before pushing back in. The orgasm I’d been fighting while inside Caspian was a treacherous and tangible thing, barely more than a minute out of reach.

“S’good,” Orion murmured, arms limp at his sides. “Hurts good.”

“I’m going to come,” Jacob warned.

I could feel the beat of his heart against my dick. “You’re allowed.”

“Caspian.” I fisted Orion’s hair and yanked his head up. “I want him to see it before he goes.”

Caspian scrambled forward at the same time I lifted the bag. Orion was less eager to breathe, because I imagined it was a lot harder for him to even care about such things with the chemicals scrambling his brain. His wits were quick to come back to him, though, spine lockingstraight as Caspian bent low and took him into his mouth.

“One hell of a—” Orion had started to speak, but I pressed his face into the bag with more insistence, holding it there through his first gasping choke, and longer still after that. Orion was a man under control at all times, either mine or his. There was no fight to be had against the waves pulling him under, and I loved him for that.

I loved all of them.

Jacob grunted, lifting an arm and flattening it against Orion’s chest to keep him from collapsing forward.

“He’s out,” Jacob said, his eyes rolling back as he came with a shudder. The heat of his release seared the side of my cock as we fucked into Orion’s limp and pliant body. It was enough. It was enough. It wasenough. I came with a violent final thrust, grateful Jacob was holding Orion up so I could reach down with my free hand and feel how far the two of us spread him open.

How easily he opened because I’d asked it of him.

The orgasm whited out my vision, and I held the bag at Orion’s face for two more thrusts, discarding it only to reach around and pet my hand through Caspian’s hair. Orion’s own orgasm came with no moans, no sighs, and little fanfare. The only indicator he’d finished was Caspian wrenching himself back to his knees, Orion’s cum splattered across his lips, his chest heaving.

I rocked back onto my heels, lifting Orion off both ofour cocks and shifting him into the fetal position, half in my lap and half sprawled over Jacob’s thighs.

With his breathing clear, it didn’t take long for Orion to come back around. It was a slow wake, with heavy blinks and surprised breaths. He dragged his hand down between his legs, then up to his cock, which was already going soft.

“Did I?” he asked, smacking his tongue against the roof of his mouth like it was filled with cotton.

“Yes,” Caspian answered before I could.

“Did you?”