Chapter 668: Of course (m)

Cass wasn’t sure how’d things had progressed so quickly, but he was the kind of man that protested when he had a hot, willing man on top of him?

No, he wasn’t, and he could thank Cassian for that.

Edgar was in full seduction mode. The man was rocking his hips against the fingers Cass had in his ass, his hands firmly planted on Cass’ chest. His head was thrown back, his eyes closed, his mouth open as the most delectable sounds left his lips.

Cass could tell he was nearing his limit, and not just because of Edgar.

Gideon was up to no good too. He’d watched as Cass slid his fingers lower into his own damp and had then used those fingers to open Edgar up after using magic to clean them both. Gideon had then slowly begun to angle Cass so that he barely noticed his ass wasn’t on the bed and instead his legs were being opened and pinned against Gideon’s hips.

The man moved like a tortoise, slow and methodical. When he slid his fingers against the core of Cass, he’d nearly come off the bed, bucking against Edgar.

Edgar was the one who petted him down, allowing Gideon the time to slide those wet fingers into Cass’ ass. Cass knew he should be grateful. They’d never need lube again thanks to him, but damn it, they could have warned him better, couldn’t they?

They were lucky they were so cute and Cass was extra susceptible to them because they were stretching themselves too thin. Cass had a feeling that they knew all this and were taking advantage of it, but he didn’t want to ask. He didn’t want proof.

That would take away the fun of the situation, he felt.

Either way, Cass was getting too worked up. His ass throbbed, his dick throbbed, and with every little needy twist of Edgar’s hips he was rubbing against Cass. Cass was ready to go wild.

"Eddie, I-" Cass cut off, clenching his teeth and Edgar, bless him, seemed to understand. Breathing heavily, he slid his hand up Cass’ body, stopping to cup Cass’ face. He stared into Cass’ eyes for a long, tense moment before he bent and pressed his lips against Cass’.

Cass wanted to pull him in, devour his mouth. He was sure his tongue was aggressive against Edgar’s but he could ’t help it. He just wanted him.

Edgar’s moan into the kiss didn’t help it, nor did Cass’ own moan help as Gideon twisted his fingers and hit that sweet spot inside of Cass just right. Cass saw stars, his cock twitching as Edgar stole his breath away, literally.

Cass’ chest heaved when Edgar pulled back, his lips wet from their saliva, and both men panted.

"I need you inside me." Edgar breathed, his face flushing more as he said the words out loud. Cass just nodded, in total agreement. Cass slowly withdrew his fingers from Edgar’s twitching, waiting hole. The soft, sweet sound of loss that left Edgar’s lips had Cass shivering like a wet child in winter.

"Soon." Cass promised, his hands shaking as he grabbed his own cock and gently shifted Edgar down. When Edgar’s ass slid against the tip of his cock, Cass worried he might bust before even getting inside.

Edgar’s soft laugh drew Cass’ attention from his focus of sliding inside of Edgar to look up at his face. His eyes were curled at the corners, his face suffused with amusement as he stared down at Cass. His hand on Cass’ cheek slid to his neck, pressing there as Edgar licked his lips.

"You like me so much, don’t you?" Edgar asked and Cass scoffed. Was that even a question?

"Of course." Cass said and watched as Edgar faltered. He wasn’t expecting an immediate answer, nor was he expecting such a sincere one. It took Cass a moment to realise that Edgar might have been trying to play with Cass and tease him, but Cass had responded like how Gideon would.

Cass didn’t stop what he was doing, sliding his cock against Edgar’s entrance, watching as the man’s eyes fluttered for a moment before Cass slowly sunk him down on top of him. Edgar shivered, a sweet moan leaving his lips as he slowly filled the other man up. Cass had to fight against himself from cumming as soon as he entered Edgar.

He was just too warm and soft inside that Cass couldn’t help himself. He felt too good for a simple man like Cass to resist. Edgar was distracted, focused on getting used to how Cass felt inside of him and Cass slid his hands all over him. Cupping his ass, feeling where they were connected, sliding his hands up and down Edgar’s thighs. He slid his hands up Edgar’s back, petting the man completely as he adjusted to Cass inside of him.

With each slip of Cass’ hands against Edgar’s body, the man tightened. He particularly liked it when Cass slid his hands up Edgar’s back, especially when Cass accidentally scraped him with his nails. The man was making this too easy, but that didn’t mean that Cass wanted to stop.

"You feel so good, Eddie. Like a damn vice around my cock. So warm and welcoming." Cass told him and watched as colour bloomed across Edgar’s chest and face. He shot a heatless glare towards Cass, his hand pressing down further on the side of Cass’ throat. It wasn’t enough to restrict anything, but it was a clear statement. Even Edgar’s hand on his chest tightened into a fist. Cass just smiled, unrepentant as Edgar slowly began to wiggle his hips.

"Stop it. You know what you’re doing." Edgar accused and Cass slid his hands back up Edgar’s back, intentionally running his nails down his back as he slid them down. He watched as Edgar arched, his body bowing on Cass’ cock as pleasure ran through him. The sweet moans and gasps leaving his lips had Cass clenching his teeth from spilling inside of him too soon. They hadn’t even begun to move and here Cass was, ready to make a mess of him.

Inside and out.

"What am I doing besides praising my lover? Is that a crime?" Cass asked, sliding his bright, red gaze from Edgar to the man that had thought Cass forgot about him. "Is it a crime to praise Eddie, Giddy?" Cass asked and the man poked his head around Edgar’s body, his green eyes dancing.

"No. I think he deserves all the praise." Gideon confirmed and Edgar let out an annoyed sound.

"I’m not vain enough for that." Edgar complained, his face warm and Cass laughed.

"You can learn. I believe in you. Who else has a vice-like grip like you do?" Cass asked and Edgar’s eyes flickered open. He turned his eyes downwards, staring at Cass for a long moment before he chuckled. The hand pressing against his throat softened, his fingers not pressing into his skin and instead stroking it.

Cass felt his body tense at the shift in touch. It was gentle, sweet, and Cass didn’t trust that.

"Who else has a grip like I do?" Edgar purred, his eyes crescents as he smiled, sweet and sultry at Cass. His hips ground down, stealing Cass’ breath as the man began to ride him. Quick, shallow thrusts that had Cass’ legs twitching, the hands on his back gripping him thoughtlessly. "You know the answer, Bunny. You’ve always known the answer. My sweet, lovely Cass has a grip like I do." Edgar told him, his body moving on top of Cass in a way that had Cass feeling helpless and so completely owned he didn’t know what to say.

Edgar’s hand continued to stroke Cass’ throat, the vampire’s eyes glowing as his fangs descended. Cass let out a small, helpless sound at the sight. It was still one of the sexiest things he’d ever seen and Edgar was a man who took advantage of every situation given to him. Cass knew why the man was touching his throat, and that only made Cass feel even more on edge.

"I bet you’re already nice and tight, waiting for Giddy’s cock, aren’t you, Cass?" Edgar asked and Cass twitched. He swallowed thickly, wanting to answer, but the words caught in his throat. He’d almost forgotten about the fingers in his ass until Gideon slowly withdrew them. Cass felt the emptiness immediately, but he shouldn’t have worried. Gideon’s hard cock was there, rubbing against him only a second later.

Cass was a little confused since he couldn’t see Gideon over Edgar’s body blocking his sight. It felt like someone else was fucking him and for a moment that scared him until Gideon poked his head over the side of Edgar’s shoulder.

"Are you ready, love?" He asked and just seeing his face and hearing his voice made everything okay. Cass gulped, his mind already foggy from the pleasure of Edgar sliding himself over and over on his cock. He knew he’d already done something similar to this, but he felt like his nerve-endings were on fire. How was he going to survive this?

"Yeah." Cass wasn’t sure his voice was loud enough for Gideon to hear, but the man got the memo. His cock rubbed against Cass once, twice, slipping up to rub against the molten core of Cass before sliding down and then-

Cass let out a deep moan, his spine arching as Gideon slid the tip of his cock inside of him. He didn’t stop, pushing and pushing until his body was flush with Cass’. Edgar barely stopped, not letting Cass fully gather himself and instead watching him with a piercing blue gaze. He watched as Cass flushed, his eyes dilating completely, his body wiggling, twisting, his pleasure so vibrant he swore he couldn’t see.

He petted him, touching his chest and sliding his hand down to his shoulder.

"Shh. You’re doing great, Cass. Don’t you feel so good?" Edgar asked and watched as Cass nodded, not protesting. His hands had shifted on Edgar’s back, his nails elongating to that of his demon form and Edgar’s face was completely flushed. He was enjoying it, so much so that he began to move again. This time he was fully riding Cass, making the man practically shout as he almost withdrew him completely before coming back down.

"Eddie, I-" Cass was warning him once more and Edgar, the demon, smiled and bent. He pressed kisses against Cass’ throat before sinking his teeth in. Just a little, just a nibble, but it was enough. Cass felt like his balls exploded as he came, the cry tore from him as he clenched around the cock buried inside of him, Gideon groaning but holding himself back as Cass painted the insides of Edgar with his cum.

Edgar moaned, shuddering, and Cass felt dampness form between his and Edgar’s chest. At the very least, the other man had cum as well.

Cass panted, the point where Edgar had bit him burning and twitching as Edgar pressed his lips against it. His tongue licked the spot thoughtlessly and Cass’ nails dug into his skin.

"You didn’t warn me." Cass gasped, chastising him. Edgar nibbled on Cass’ skin, his teeth not puncturing Cass’ throat and Cass shuddered. He clenched around Gideon whose hands slid to Cass’ hips, pulling him tighter against his skin.

"You liked it." Edgar replied. "But I should have warned you. Sorry. I guess I am a little thirsty." To his credit, Edgar did sound a bit embarrassed by his actions and any anger Cass had faded again.

Who was he to say anything about that? He’d thrown temper tantrums because he was hungry, Edgar was allowed to get a little bitey if he was feeling peckish. He just...wished he would warn him next time so that he didn’t spill inside of him like an inconsiderate man. They hadn’t discussed it, but Cass didn’t have time to bring it up.

Gideon’s grip on Cass’ hips tightened and Cass let out a low moan as the man slowly rocked his hips.

"Sorry, but it’s too early to relax." Gideon murmured.