then lifted his T-shirt over his head, flexing his chest in the sunlight.
The tiny tattoo he’d gotten for his eighteenth birthday wiggled and danced as he moved. Eighteen, that seemed a lifetime ago now, but it was when he’d joined the Marines, and he’d seen getting the tattoo as the outward symbol of his new life.
The little samurai sword was inked just underneath his right nipple, and from time to time, he’d considered getting a nipple piercing to match it. Maybe the three of them could get matching piercings if they decided to commit. It was much too soon to even consider such a thing, but he knew he could never let Aurelia go and was prepared to have Mas as part of the deal. He wanted to have Mas as well. Niall stopped, almost breathless. Yes, he did want Mas. Having Aurelia wouldn’t be right without having the other man who loved her, too.
Standing up, he unbuckled his belt and slid his zipper down, then pushed his jeans and underwear down his hips, stepping out of them as they puddled around his feet.
“Are you trying to tell us something, Niall?” asked Mas, his enormous blue eyes alight with fun and his hands busy pulling his filthy boots off.
Aurelia pulled Niall’s backpack over to her again and grabbed the damp cloth. “If you plan to touch me, Mas, you need to get some more of that mud off you.”
“It’s dried in the sunlight. It’ll pretty much brush off, I reckon,” Mas replied.
Aurelia watched Mas undress and clean himself up. Niall watched Aurelia watch Mas. It made him hot and horny just gazing at them, even though he knew his aching dick would be in hot, sweet heaven soon.
He cupped his balls with one hand and tugged on his cock with the other. It felt good, but not nearly as good as his dick felt surrounded by Aurelia’s wet heat.
At last, she removed her footwear and stood to take off her jeans. He closed his mouth. He’d had no idea he was watching her openmouthed like a horny teenager, but that was what he always felt like around her. She was just so beautiful, his brain centered in his other head, and all he could think about was her.
She was wearing perfectly plain, pale-blue panties and a matching cotton bra, but on her rich curves, they looked better than any sexy corset thing he’d ever seen in a men’s magazine. Which wasn’t to say he’d complain if she dressed in one of those lace-up things that pushed a woman’s breasts up high and accentuated the curves of her waist and hip. What he meant was that it was Aurelia who turned him on, not the lingerie she was wearing. Actually, he liked her best of all naked. Ahh. Now she was naked, her creamy skin glowing in the warm sunshine, her long braid trailing behind her on the grass as she lay back down.
But how would they share her here? It wasn’t really a good idea to take the time for double penetration. Besides, that was much better done in a bedroom.
They’d seen very few people today, and most of them had been intent on riding the tracks, but that didn’t mean someone might not come by at any time. So likely, it’d be better if one of them stayed on watch while the other was preoccupied.
Niall sat up straighter, his legs wide apart. “Sit with your back to me, my sweet,” he suggested.
Aurelia shrugged, sat up, and wiggled between his legs, her back against his chest. Niall couldn’t resist rubbing his aching nipples against the smooth planes of her back then rested his hands over her breasts.
Ah God, they felt good, filling his hands, the nipples hard little points making him want to pinch and twist them. But it was too soon yet. Mas wasn’t in place.
Mas was still fumbling through their picnic detritus for the tiny Ziploc bag with the condoms in it. He snatched the bag up and hastily rolled a rubber down his cock.
“I face you?” he asked.
Niall nodded and kept his hands still on Aurelia’s skin as Mas centered himself, lifting Aurelia’s legs up to place her thighs over his own as Mas nudged