Page 99 of The Hitman's Prince

“Caspian, climb him.”

I was about to inquire about the logistics, when Caspian stood, looped his arms around my neck and his legs around my waist. Vince reached around and grabbed my cock, pushing it into the right angle and then Caspian sank down, taking me with one slow slide of his weight.

“Against the wall,” Vince said next, and I shuffled forward so Caspian’s back was pressed against the tile. “Better?”

“So big,” Caspian murmured.

“I know,” Vince said, repositioning himself behind me…inside of me. “Let his cock plug you up, keep my cum where it belongs.”

The ownership in Vince’s voice dripped over my shoulder and I shivered, then he started to fuck me again. Without the use of my hands, there wasn’t a single thing I could do except rock between them, let the force of his thrusts from behind push me into Caspian and Caspian into the wall.

My shoulders burned from being raised and the pain turned into something deep and acute. Vince grew frustrated behind me, chasing after a second orgasm, but his focus ensured with every deep slide, he tagged my prostate. He reduced my body to nothing more than sensation and use, and then Caspian found his end, thehot spray of his cum painting my stomach before quickly being washed down the drain.

“Fill him,” Vince whispered into my ear. “Make it leak out of him.”

A command from Vince was a command my body had no interest in ignoring. He fucked into me harder and rougher, and he fucked my own end right out of me and into Caspian. Caspian, who made the prettiest noises while getting pumped full of cum, and me, who apparently did the same.

Vince grabbed my hips and fucked into me one last time, letting out a low growl as he found his second orgasm. It pushed my own right out of me, cock aching for how tight Caspian’s asshole clenched as I came. The three of us stayed there, locked together and shaking, until my cock softened and slipped free of Caspian’s punishingly tight ass. He unwound his legs from around my waist and righted himself on his feet, then Vince pulled his softening cock out of me from the other side. I dropped my head back, letting the water rain down on my face and wash away the sweat that had built up during the sex.

Caspian lathered a cloth and washed me without being told, then he washed Vince, and finally himself. He had to press against me to get enough water to rinse his skin, and only after the three of us were clean and free of bubbles did Vince bother to open the cuffs. The shower was thick with steam and I sucked in a mouthful as the feeling came back into my arms.

“Careful,” Vince said softly, working his fingers into my shoulders. He kissed the place he’d bit me earlier, then reached around me to turn off the water.

Vince was the one who stepped out first for towels, bundling Caspian in warm terrycloth before doing the same for me. He did himself last, wrapping one around his waist and knotting it lower than was decent. The post-orgasm haze was almost enough for me to forget that Orion was missing, and Vince had seemed to ignore it. He shuffled Caspian and me into the bedroom, went to get us water, then disappeared back downstairs.

I didn’t need to ask to know he was waiting for Orion to return from his errand. There was no amount of distraction I could ever offer where Vince wouldn’t be aware of Orion’s absence, but I appreciated the fact he thought I could.

“So much for doing something normal,” I said with a laugh.

“I think this is our normal.” Caspian sank down onto his knees to open the bottom drawer of the dresser, wincing as he went down.

“How are your knees?” I asked.

He found clean underwear for us both, letting me help him back to his feet.

“They’ve seen better days,” he said. “I don’t…don’t mind, though.”

I hummed, snaking an arm around his waist and pulling him closer to me. “That’s good. Because I very much liked you there.”

“Sorry I couldn’t do more.” His cheeks burned and he blinked up at me like he’d truly somehow let me down.

“You were perfect,” I assured him. I let my arm dip down over the swell of his ass, poking around until I found the swollen rim of his hole. “This was perfect.”

He groaned, letting me tease him…

Until, downstairs, the front door opened.

Chapter 74

Orion

Vince was waiting for me when I got back, so I didn’t even bother trying to look guilty. The snap on my holster was open, which was the first thing he noticed. Probably better his eyes go to my gun and not the blood on my hands or my shirt.

“Where did you go?” he asked.

He was fresh out of the shower, wearing only water and a towel, and I would clearly have to teach Jacob how to draw things out longer for the future.

“Am I in trouble?”