Cass could barely control his hips. He kept shuddering and shivering, but he couldn’t decide if he was trying to move away from Lucian’s mouth and tongue, or if he was trying to go towards it. All he knew was that that damn tongue was dangerous, and deep inside of Cass. He was touching parts of him that Cass forgot he could touch.
His body shuddered, his mouth closing around the tip of the cock he was sucking on and muffling the cry that was pulled from his lungs. Lucian hadn’t stopped rumbling the moment he had shoved his tongue inside of Cass, and Cass had grasped onto his thighs for support. His whole body was getting a deep, penetrative rumble that made his bones feel weak and his hands feel clammy. Fuck, the man was a damn monster, and Cass couldn’t for the life of him think that was a bad thing.
That was when he started getting the idea to suck on the two cocks before him that smelled amazing, looked delicious, and well, were dangling in front of his face like a treat.
The tip of the cock that was in his mouth was releasing the sweetest, smokiest taste and Cass moaned around it. His hand squeezed Lucian’s thigh that was under his left hand, and the other hand was wrapped around the cock he wasn’t sucking on. He was sliding his hand up and down it when he could, which was completely dictated by how much Lucian was destroying his ass.
Another wiggle, another deep, penetrative moan, and Cass practically collapsed on his side, releasing the cock tip from his lips. He let out a remorseful groan, his breath fanning over the spot where Lucian’s balls would be if he wasn’t packing two dicks, and Cass watched as the cocks jerked.
It seemed, even without balls, the skin was sensitive. Cass sucked air into his lungs, his legs quivering, his ass still in the air, and licked his lips. Then, he leaned in, pressing his tongue flat against the base of Lucian’s second cock, the thinner one and rubbing his tongue there. Lucian let out a deep, approving rumble and Cass continued. He stayed on his side, his arms weak from the attack Lucian was making on him but Cass wasn’t going to take this sitting down.
His face was flushed, his eyes fully dilated, and he could smell the sweet taste each man carried. The air smelled thick with promise and Cass thought he’d been satisfied from his recent heat. That was not the case. His hips wiggled and Lucian, feeling a little bold, tapped Cass’ ass with his hand. It wasn’t a full slap, but it was a warning.
Cass let out a small yelp, shuddering as his own cock kept leaking like a damn faucet on Lucian’s body. It was as bad as his damn second organ, his vagina, and Cass was worried the dragon was going to be covered in his gunk.
Cass turned, glaring at Lucian, even if the man couldn’t see him because he was focused on eating Cass from the ass out. He seemed to be able to feel Cass’ gaze on him since he chuckled and yanked Cass further down on his tongue. Cass cried out, his eyes fluttering closed and his hips shoved back down on the tongue in his ass, his body loving the sensation. Cass moaned, his body trembling as he turned back to the two cocks before him, needing something safe, familiar.
Then, a gentle finger began to probe the same area. Cass let out a small, encouraging sound. Fuck, he wanted that. He wanted his fingers to get as deep as his tongue but in the back of his mind he knew that wasn’t possible. His body was growing a dangerous fever inside of him, building higher and higher and he knew that it was something he hadn’t let himself feel during his heat for a while.
It was the craving. The desire for something deep inside of him. Filling him up. Cass needed to look at something, anything else to distract himself from the deep, pulsing fever that was growing inside of him.
Cass turned to the others, seeing what they were getting up to.
They had gotten onto the bed beside them, to the left of Cass and Lucian. The bed was huge, big enough that they weren’t even touching and Cass couldn’t even feel their body heat. The only reason Cass knew that they were there was the slight shaking they brought to the bed and the soft, sweet sounds both men were making as they rolled around together.
Cass hadn’t been paying attention to them, so he wasn’t sure what they had been doing the whole time, but at the moment they were doing the same thing that Cass and Lucian were. Edgar was on top, Gideon on the bottom, and both were licking and sucking at each other.
Cass blinked, and for a moment, reason came through. His heart melted as he realised that Gideon was mimicking Lucian and what he was doing. He was nervous, and he hadn’t lied about wanting to watch what Lucian was doing and learning step by step what he should do. That was so sweet, and thoughtful of him.
The thought was pushed to the side as Lucian seemed to think that Cass was ready for another finger so soon. Cass didn’t fully agree, but when his body didn’t complain and instead seemed to gladly open up for the wiggling, thick digit, Cass’ mouth opened as he moaned.
Edgar glanced over at Cass, seeming to sense that he was looking at them and he gave him a soft smile. His own face was flushed with desire, his pupils dilated, but his expression was warm. He seemed to have more strength in his body as he reached for Cass and placed a hand on top of his hand on Lucian’s thigh, giving it a squeeze.
"Are you doing okay, Cass? Something wrong?" Edgar asked, checking in and Cass had to scramble for another grain of reason. He closed his mouth, trying to compose himself a bit as he shook his head.
"I-I’m good. How are you doing?" Cass asked and Edgar grinned.
"I’m doing great, Bunny." He slid his gaze backwards, towards where Lucian was holding onto Cass’ thighs and ass as he ate like he was starved. His lips curled up more for a moment before his eyes rolled back, biting his lip as Gideon did something that felt good. Cass could imagine what it was. He’d gotten dangerously good at eating ass, but he was hesitant. He gave them a second to warm up, while Lucian went right for it.
Cass watched Edgar in the throws of pleasure and shivered. A new desire filled him and Cass blinked, licking his lips.
"D-Do you want to kiss?" Cass asked and Edgar’s eyes shot open. They had been slightly glowing, nothing too serious before they grew bright and Edgar didn’t even hesitate.
"You want to kiss me?" Edgar confirmed and Cass nodded. Cass flipped his hand over, slipping his fingers in between Edgar’s and squeezing. Edgar seemed to melt. He turned to Gideon, wiggling his hips to get Gideon’s attention. When Gideon came up, his face wet, his eyes slightly out of focus, both Cass and Edgar gave a soft laugh. "Hey. Move closer to them. Cass wants to kiss and I can’t reach." Edgar ordered.
Gideon slid his eyes to Cass, gave a nod, and began to shuffle closer to Lucian and Cass. He kept an eye, watching Edgar and Cass, making sure to watch how close they were getting and when Edgar reached over and sank his other hand into Cass’ hair, pulling him into a deep, delicious kiss that was all tongues and desire, Gideon stopped. Cass was moaning and crying out into the kiss and Edgar was doing the same.
The sounds that would normally be held within them, both men usually muffling them with their lips and teeth were passed easily to the other. Cass could barely hold himself up as it seemed that Lucian was spurred on by the sounds. His fingers were wiggling, his tongue delving, and Cass was leaking.
Cass felt his body tighten, his cock twitch, and Edgar swallowed it all as Cass came, his body twitching as he squeezed Lucian’s tongue and fingers, his hand squeezing Edgar’s where they were still linked on Lucian’s thigh.
Edgar drank it all up, a different kind of greed in his eyes, his own cry of release not far behind. Cass loved it. He felt weak, but he loved holding Edgar as he shuddered, his scent getting stronger, more potent as he came as well.
The men below them seemed to pause, giving the men above a few breaths to gather themselves. Cass and Edgar pulled away from each other, resting their foreheads against each other as they tried to catch their breath. Lucian slowly withdrew his tongue from Cass’ ass. Each inch he pulled out made Cass shiver, his body trying to fight against him leaving, but he kept his fingers inside. When he was fully out, Lucian let out a low, satisfied sigh.
"You’re so cute, Cassy Baby. You didn’t want me to leave." Cass felt his face warm and he could feel how Edgar was looking at him. Edgar squeezed his hand.
"Ignore him." Edgar whispered and then laughed when Lucian growled at him. Cass felt a smile touch his lips.
"I will." Cass replied softly and that earned another slap on his ass. This one actually had a bite to it and Cass let out another yelp. "Hey! We didn’t talk about that!" Cass complained and Lucian grumbled.
"You like it though. You tighten up. Even now, you’re squeezing my fingers in your ass so tightly I can’t even get a fourth in." That was new to Cass. He had...three fingers in his ass? When had that happened?
"Four?" Cass asked and jerked as he felt the man press a kiss against his thigh.
"Yes, love. Four. I need to make sure you’re stretched out, ready to take any size. After all, it’s not just me, and I have two sizes. I’m planning to give you my smaller cock first, maybe let Gideon have a turn, and then show you my favourite cock after." Cass had nothing he could say about that.
He was right, of course. It was probably smart for him to use his smaller dick, even if it was the size of a regular dick, then let Gideon have a...taste, and then use the bigger cock. Cass was a little surprised he had a favourite though.
"You have a favourite between the two?" Edgar asked. Cass wasn’t the only one surprised by that. Lucian chuckled.
"Of course. Most like my smaller dick. It’s approachable, nice. Gets the job done, but the bigger one? That’s the one that makes people see stars. You don’t even want to know what happens when we get both involved." Cass could practically see Lucian’ wiggling his eyebrows. Cass huffed, rolling his eyes, and finally he felt like he could move his body.
He pulled away from Edgar, but not before kissing the man on the cheek. He could feel how Edgar was about to complain but he was silenced when Cass pressed his lips against the skin of his cheek. In fact, he seemed surprised by the tender action. His face flushed as Cass squeezed his hand in his and assessed the condition he was in.
He felt stretched, his cock ached, his body ached, and a deep, dangerous longing filled him. He felt...good. Better than good, honestly. He felt great. The nervousness he had felt wasn’t fully gone, but it had been tackled. It was still there, still hovering, but Cass felt better now that he’d cum once.
This wasn’t a heat, but it honestly felt a bit like one.
"How...ready am I, Lucy?" Cass asked softly and Lucian stilled.
"Why? Are you wanting to stop?" Lucian asked and Cass was very aware of the fact that man wasn’t able to sense what he was feeling anymore. Cass flushed.
"N-No. I um, I think I want to go on to the next step." Cass said softly, his face warming. "I have this emptiness in my stomach, past it, and I need you to fill it." Cass whispered, knowing damn well he was borrowing the power of the novels he read. Fuck it. It would probably work. From Lucian’s sharp inhale, it already was. A deep, throbbing began in his core. Yes.