The pain in his neck was sharper, more exquisite than all six screws against his balls, but it was much briefer. Almost as soon as it registered as pain, it flashed into a nameless pleasure burning through him, scalding him from the inside out. Emma’s fingers wrapped around his shaft, and it only took a single, light stroke to spark his orgasm. He shot his come in several long streams, and he forced his eyes open. The white fluid coated Emma’s breasts, dripped off her n*****s and the clamps. He stared at her, his body trembling against the hard wall of Gideon’s chest.
As Gideon withdrew his fangs, licking over the fresh puncture wounds, Emma dragged her fingers through the come and then held it out, reaching over Jesse’s shoulder to paint it across Gideon’s lips. She gasped when he sucked her fingers into his mouth, her lashes fluttering shut. In the next moment, she was pressed to Jesse, her kiss hot and desperate, her body shivering almost as violently as his own.
Jesse wrapped his arms around her, though they were sore and stiff from remaining still for so long, and clung to her as she deepened the kiss. Gideon was still pressed to his back, teasing the bite again with his lips and tongue. Jesse’s body was slick with perspiration, with come, and everything was still burning from his thighs to the space behind his eyes. Jesse might have fallen forward, but Gideon had a strong arm around his waist, supporting his weight. When Emma finally pulled away from the kiss, Jesse rested his forehead on her shoulder, panting for breath.
“I think we can probably move this to the bed, don’t you?” Her mouth moved over his sweat-damp temple, gentle and soothing. “Unless your legs still aren’t working.”
Jesse nodded. He didn’t know if his legs would actually work, but the bed had to be better on his knees than kneeling on the floor. Emma leaned back, giving him space to stand up, but Gideon didn’t release him. Instead, he stood and pulled Jesse up to his feet with him. Once they were both standing, it was easy enough to get to the bed, and he collapsed on the mattress thankfully, stretching his stiff legs. His balls were still sore, and every bit of contact made something warm, but not unpleasant, slither in his lower stomach.
Gideon stretched out beside him, but Emma knelt between his legs, carefully pushing them apart. Jesse barely had a chance to glance down to see what she was doing before she bowed her head and began caressing his sac with her tongue. Each stroke was soft and soothing, and in spite of the sensory overload, he sighed and closed his eyes.
“Not a bad start to our vacation, I think.”
Jesse shook his head, momentarily lost in the warmth of Emma’s mouth. “Not bad at all,” he managed, before turning his head to rest it against Gideon’s arm. The skin was warm from Jesse’s blood now flowing freely through his body. He didn’t have the concentration to speak again until Emma lifted her head. “Can’t wait to see what other toys you packed.”
She licked a path up his stomach, her hard n*****s dragging over his body until she was nestled atop him. “What makes you think he’s the only one with surprises for this vacation?”
He ran his fingers over her hair lightly. “I don’t think that at all. You’ve already surprised me.”
“In a good way, I hope.”
“In a good way. A very good way.”
Her lashes tickled against his chest as she closed her eyes. Gideon’s free arm came around to encompass both of them.
“Rest up. Or did you miss the part where I said this was the start of our vacation?”
“Yes, sir.” Jesse shifted his weight, so he was pressed even closer to Gideon’s body. Closing his eyes, he inhaled the mingled scent of their bodies. By the time he exhaled, he was asleep.