I’ve never felt anything like this in my life. My cock trapped against Lucky’s, surrounded by Heart’s hot, tight channel. I drag in ragged breaths and will myself not to blow it too soon, a task made all the more difficult by the way Heart is carefully riding us, his head thrown back and desperate moans falling from his lips.

“So good, ungh, fuck,” he whimpers, clutching Lucky’s shoulders. My cock throbs, and in the confined space, it sends shockwaves through me, every sensation feeling like it’s amplified a million times.

Careful not to move too much and accidentally slip out, I reach for Heart’s waist, desperate for more points of contact with him, with both of them. Lucky’s hand lands on top of mine and our eyes meet over Heart’s shoulder. There’s a smoldering heat in his gaze that tightens my balls and sets my body on fire. How is this my life?

Heart turns his head toward me, his face distorted with pleasure so intense you’d swear it’s killing him.

“Kiss, please, Mase,” he begs.

“Anything, always,” I assure him, shifting slightly, causing a strangled cry to fall from Heart’s lips and a gasp from Lucky’s.

My lips meet Heart’s. I expected a hard, hungry kiss since that’s what Heart seems to favor when he’s close to coming. Instead, he licks lazily into my mouth, teasing and playing with my tongue, the kiss completely incongruent with the desperate way he’s riding our cocks.

The feeling of Lucky’s cock sliding against mine is enough to drive me out of my mind all on its own. But when Heart’s channel tightens, the breath is punched from my lungs, my body trembling with my effort to hold back my threatening orgasm.

“I’m close,” I warn against Heart’s lips, my hands tightening on his hips.

“Me too, make me come, sweetheart. Please, I need your hand,” Heart pleads.

Lucky and I move our hands to Heart’s cock at the same time, and Heart grunts and whimpers as we jerk him off together.

“Oh god, oh fuck, I’m coming, I’m…ungh,” Heart gasps and cries, and this time his channel squeezes so tight around our cocks it’s almost painful. With one last deep moan, his warm seed spills over our fists.

I can’t hold back any longer, the pulsing of his hole dragging me over the edge. My balls draw up tight, and the heat in the pit of my stomach explodes through my body as I come deep inside him, spilling into the condom. Every throb of my orgasm is amplified not only by Heart’s muscles squeezing tight in return, but by every hard pulse of Lucky’s cock against mine. It feels like our orgasms go on forever, drawn out by each other’s pleasure, until we end up in a sticky, sweaty heap of bodies, all panting for breath.

Eventually, Lucky and I manage to remove our condoms and throw them away, and Heart grabs a stray article of clothing to wipe himself off, and then tosses it to me to wipe the cum off my hand, and Lucky does the same.

When we lay back down, I somehow end up between Lucky and Heart. The feeling of both men surrounding me is almost more perfect than my heart can handle. Lucky spoons against me from behind, trailing lazy kisses along my shoulder and the back of my neck as he reaches out for Heart as well. Heart scoots close to me and puts his arms around both me and Lucky. Lucky’s hand rests on Heart’s hip to connect all three of us together.

Sex always wears Lucky out, so I’m not surprised when his breath evens out and his arm gets heavy. Heart’s eyelids flutter open and closed like he’s trying to keep them closed but can’t seem to manage it yet.

“Was that good for you?” I whisper, not wanting to disturb Lucky’s sleep.

Heart gives me a sweet smile and leans forward to kiss the tip of my nose. “It was amazing. My ass is going to be feeling that for a week.”

A little ripple of pleasure goes through me knowing Heart will be feeling me and Lucky long after we were inside him. I’m surprised to realize a primal part of me likes that thought.

We fall silent for a few minutes, both of us still awake but neither bothering to break the peaceful moment with words. My mind wanders, and before I know it, it’s dug up an issue I had put aside to worry about later. I guess my brain has decided it’s later now.

“Can I talk to you about something?”

“Of course, baby. What’s up?” Heart asks, concern in his eyes.

“When the three of us were first talking about trying things, and Lucky told you he wanted to hold off on sex with you, he said something about wanting you to know that not everyone is only after sex from you.”

“Yeah, I remember,” he agrees.

“I want you to know, I wasn’t only after sex from you. I know I asked you to help me with my bedroom skills, but I never meant to make you feel like I only saw you as a sex object or anything like that.”

“Oh, sweetheart.” He brushes his lips against mine, sweet and slow until my heart feels like it’s going to burst. “I never thought you only wanted me for sex. You’re the best friend I’ve had in my whole life. Before I met you, everyone I’ve known either looked down on me or saw me as a means to an end. I was never just a person to anyone. Then you came along, all sweetness and pink cheeks, and you just wanted to hang out, talk, joke around. All you wanted was to be with me. By the time the sex stuff came up between us, I was happy for an excuse to have an outlet for all the things you’d made me feel, even though I wasn’t ready to feel them.”

I lick my dry lips, my stomach in knots as I try to parse out what Heart’s trying to say.

“What did I make you feel?” I ask.

Heart’s quiet for so long I start to think he’s not going to answer. Then he tilts my chin up, and his eyes bore into mine. There’s so much emotion spilling from his gaze that I almost can’t breathe, but I can’t look away.

“You made me feel special and seen. You made me feel loved, and you made me fall in love with you.”

I gasp at his words. It was one thing to hear Lucky tell me he loves me, still surprising and surreal, but it made sense in a way. But Heart? I don’t understand how he can love me. How I can possibly have two amazing men who are all mine?

“I love you,” I choke out, pressing my lips to his again and letting all my emotions flow into the kiss. I don’t care how crazy it is, these men are mine, and I’m never letting them go.