Discovering Dalton (Manchester Menage Collection #2) (42 page)

Too many years had been wasted, too many moments had flown past never to be found again, but all three of them now had something else to find. The future. They wanted that future. They demanded it in every moment of every day. Every breath they took was so they could fight for what they knew should happen.

The things in life we fight for are never the easiest, but they’re the ones worth holding onto forever.

Epilogue

L
iam returned home from a long day at Aspire, hungry and tired. He’d missed his two men, and wished he’d not agreed to do the late shift for Nick. After living together for six months, things had never been better.

It seemed the more time they spent in each other’s company the more they loved and grew together. They only had three more days and then they would be on a plane heading to Spain for two weeks’ vacation, and Liam was looking forward to the private villa with a secluded pool they could have lots of fun in.

He kicked off his trainers in the hall, throwing his gym bag into the corner, and stretched out his back. It was then the sultry moans of Troy caught his attention, and he smirked to himself, keeping his footsteps quiet as he crept as silently as his heavy body would allow to the edge of the wall—the only thing stopping him from taking a peek at what was making Troy moan like a wanton whore.

He paused, enjoying just listening to the shuddering moans and pants being pulled from Troy’s chest, closing his eyes and trying to imagine what Dalton was doing to him, but no matter what he came up with, he knew actually seeing it first-hand would blow all those fantasies from his mind.

He took one last step, Troy now gasping, his breathless moans filling the otherwise silent space, and Liam turned, facing the sitting room and seeing the heart-stopping sight of Dalton and Troy on the sofa. Liam couldn’t move. His body was frozen as he watched their bodies glowing in the barely there light of the candles set up around the loft, the hazy glow casting orangey, honey stripes over Troy’s olive skin as he sat astride Dalton’s thighs.

From the position Liam was in, he had the perfect view of them both making love. Troy’s back was to him, his thighs spread wide over Dalton's muscular legs as he moved down the rigid cock penetrating his tight arse. It was porn come alive and Liam felt content to spy on his lovers as they continued to fuck before him.

Troy lifted his hips, gliding up Dalton’s cock until just the tip filled him, pausing as Dalton gripped his hips, digging his fingertips into the soft flesh underneath, guiding Troy slowly down his shaft then back up again. Troy placed his palms on Dalton’s shoulders, bracing himself as they shared a look, then he slammed himself down, Dalton’s balls now flush against his firm ass cheeks, and a loud breath escaped both of their lips, like it had been punched from them.

Liam didn’t need to see their faces to know what they looked like. He’d experienced this with both of them, gave them this feeling as all three made love. He imagined the way Troy’s eyes opened wide, the way Dalton’s lips would slam closed, a silent growl leaving his mouth, jaw clenched tight, body rigid as he waited for Troy to move.

Liam wanted to touch himself, but he restrained himself, only brushing his clenched fist over the swelling of his cock tenting his joggers, watching as Troy lifted up and down Dalton’s swollen cock. He imagined Troy’s hole stretching and tightening as Dalton jerked his hips harder and deeper into him. Liam’s jaw tightened, aching to join them, but too caught up in the moment to move.

Troy’s whimpers soon turned into those sexy, low rumbles. The constant purr of his moans filled the room, getting both Dalton and Liam harder. The moans soon became more desperate, his body following suit as he clambered above Dalton, riding him faster.

Liam spotted Dalton’s hand reaching in between Troy’s legs, and the next moment, Troy’s head fell backwards, throat exposed, eyes closed, mouth open, arms falling to his sides as Dalton rocked beneath him, working a tight fist over Troy’s leaking cock at the same time, following the rhythm which Troy was losing his mind over.

The room was filled with Troy's gasps, his voice breaking, tight and torn, used up by his moans. The look of ecstasy captured on his face as he came for Dalton had Liam stripping off his t-shirt, gaze still stuck on both of them as Troy collapsed over Dalton. Liam watched intently as Dalton’s arms encased Troy’s waist, soothing him as he lifted up into his exhausted body—fucking him through his climax.

Dalton’s stuttering moans and low grunts filled the room, and Liam’s cock reached breaking point smelling the sweet smell of sex and their individual scents.

“Dalton!”

“Give it up for me, Baby.”

Troy wailed, throat raw, body sagging against Dalton's chest. Liam smirked, walking slowly to them, now naked and rock hard and eyeing up their joined bodies, seeing Dalton’s cock still encased in Troy’s hole, cum slipping from his abused body. Getting tested and going without any barriers meant more to all three of them than just the sex. It meant they shared a new level of closeness and trust, and it brought all three of them together in a much more permanent way.

“Well….”

They both jumped, or at least Troy tried, and Dalton kind of jerked, but he was weighed down by Troy.

Liam snorted as he moved closer, making eye contact with Dalton and both sharing a soft smile. “Candles, wine? Where’s the soft music and strawberries?” He placed a soft kiss on Troy’s shoulder, running a hand down his back and gently pushing him further forwards. Dalton reached for him and Liam bent over, capturing his mouth in a passionate kiss.

“You're late.” Dalton kissed him again and Troy turned, kissing them both, all three sharing their mouths while Liam’s hand snaked a winding path down Troy’s spine. Eventually, he reached Troy’s ass cheeks and he gripped the firm flesh before sliding his finger into the wet cleft spread open for him. He growled when he felt the slick juice flowing from his insides, quickly running two thick fingers over his swollen hole, feeling how open and ready he was for another cock. His cock.

“Coming home and seeing this made the delay worthwhile.”

“Hmm.” Troy’s head fell against Dalton's shoulder, his harsh breaths coming faster and harder as Liam filled his arse up with three fingers, stretching and rolling them around in his slick passageway.

“So open, so ready.” Liam leaned over them both, bracing his hands on the back of the sofa on either side of Dalton’s head. “Touch his cock for me, Dee. Let’s see if we can get him hard again.”

Dalton kissed Troy’s neck, moving a hand in between the open thighs of Troy above him, playing with his spent cock while Liam thrusted his fingers deeper, finding that special spot inside Troy and working it constantly. His purrs stepped up a notch and Dalton joined in the fun by spreading two fingers around Liam's and feeling him open Troy wide.

“Fuck me, Liam. Please.”

“Such a greedy little thing.” Liam kissed Troy’s shoulder as he dipped his knees, running his swollen, desperate cock over Troy’s puffy opening before thrusting in, filling him up in one long, deep movement, balls now resting on his cheeks. Both of them had the air pulled from their chest, and Dalton held Troy's face still so he could see the ecstasy filling him up.

“Fuck, Troy. You feel so good. No matter how much we fuck you, you're still so fucking perfect.” Liam slammed his hips in, and then pulled out, setting a rough rhythm, knocking his body into Troy viciously. Liam watched his cock slipping inside him, his tight hole stretched so wide with the thickness of Liam’s cock, but he took it like no other did and welcomed him back for more, for it harder, deeper.

“Ah, fuck. Fuck. Fuck!” Troy wailed as he shook between them.

Liam slammed into him three more times and then he came, body stiffening as he shot deep inside Troy. “That’s it, Baby, take it all.”

“Give it to me, Liam.” Troy was grasping at Dalton’s shoulders, wringing his hands against the creamy flesh as Dalton worked his fist over Troy’s now hard cock. “Ah, fuck. Don’t stop, I'm so close.”

Liam kept moving even though it hurt his sensitive cock. He was still hard enough to give Troy what he needed and he watched as Troy began to slam back into him, taking over and ramming backwards onto Liam’s shaft.

“I need more. I need to be fucked harder.” Troy was desperate, out of his mind, tears brimming in his green eyes as his second orgasm teased and taunted him but refused to claim him.

Liam thrust into him, breathing against this hot flesh. “Keep going, T. Give it up for us.”

“I need it. I need to come.” Troy broke down and Dalton shifted underneath them, slipping two fingers into his arse with Liam's cock and giving him a cheeky smile.

Liam grunted, his cock liking the tightness and the movement from Dalton’s fingers. They'd played like this before, but only with Dalton’s cock inside him, but Liam wasn’t at full girth and Troy needed it. “You're a hungry little whore, Troy. You want another cock inside your stretched arse?” Liam reached between Troy's thighs and grasped Dalton’s semi hard cock, smiling at him. “How about two semis? Will that make one hard one for you?”

Dalton grunted as Liam shifted Troy above him, positioning his arse more in line with his cock and guiding Dalton to the hole his own cock was still resting in.

“Troy…” Dalton was about to ask if it was okay. Liam could see the concern etched all over his honest face, but Troy took over, taking hold of Dalton’s cock and pushing it against his hole.

There was a silent moment, one filled with heaviness and wonderment, and then Troy moaned, Liam and Dalton joining him as Troy eased Dalton into his tight hole along with Liam. It gave them both a deep jolt and Liam’s cock jerked alongside Dalton's.

Troy eased up and down, slowly stretching his opening and both of them rapidly expanding as their cocks swelled inside his tighter body. “That’s it, keep inside me,” Troy panted out, controlling how fast and deep they went.

Liam rocked in him slightly and Dalton did the same, both soon moving as one and filling Troy up. When Dalton slipped past Troy's tight muscle and entered his passageway, they all stopped, all three gasping.

Troy cried out, fisting his hands in his hair and his cock now standing up against his stomach. “Fuck me!!”

Liam and Dalton took turns moving in and out of him, and then they fell into sync, fucking him together, and filling him at the same time. Troy was out of his mind—Liam had never heard him so loud. When Liam felt his cock reach its fullest, he worried they wouldn’t be able to keep inside him, but Troy just eased down slower, garbled words falling from his lips as he vibrated above them.

“You're gonna come so hard.” Dalton grabbed hold of Troy’s hips and moved him up and down. “Help me, Liam, he needs to move and he can't.”

“You giving up, Baby?” Liam joined Dalton's hands and began to lift Troy onto them, both of their cocks now hard and aching inside him. “That’s it, ride those cocks, Troy. Take them both. You need it.”

“Fuck! Fuck!!” Troy shouted out, his gruff tone and almost angry growls spurring them both on. “That’s it, fill me up. Shit, that feels so good. It’s so good. So fucking good!”

“Troy!” Dalton looked to Liam. He was close, but so was Liam.

They both grasped for Troy's cock, jerking him as they lost their rhythm and fell out of sync, both fucking into Troy hard and fast. With a loud roar, Troy came, spurting over Dalton and the sofa with two huge jets of cream. Liam grabbed the back of Troy’s neck, dropping his spent cock and pounding into his arse along with Dalton, both of them looking into the other’s eyes, mouths wide, eyes bursting from their skulls.

“I'm there!” Dalton shouted out as he gave one last plunge into Troy.

Troy shouted out as he felt Dalton give up the fight and come inside him, and he fell forwards, giving Liam more room to fuck. Liam grabbed his hips and ploughed into him over and over until he was right there, right on the edge, right at the second when he felt his balls explode as he cock ripped in half with the pain of his second intense orgasm.

“Troy!” Liam fell forwards, mildly aware Dalton would be crushed if he stayed too long. He placed a soft kiss on Troy’s shoulder, and then slowly, very slowly, slipped from his body, a whine followed by a deep sigh spilling from his parted lips as Dalton moved after him.

“You okay?” Dalton held Troy's face in his hands, searching for any lies which may try to slip past.

“I'm okay.” Troy was half asleep, worn out by his first DP session. “Fuck… we’re doing that again… just not for a bit. But on holiday, I'm riding you both by the pool.”

“Half of Spain will hear you come,” Liam chuckled out, rolling Troy off Dalton and onto his lap where he cradled him gently. “You need anything?”

“Probably a shower and some paracetamol for later.” Troy nudged his head into the crook of Liam's neck and sighed. “Dalton cooked.”

“Yeah?” Liam took hold of Dalton's hand, kissing his knuckles. “I'm actually starving.”

“Give me a minute and I’ll dish it out.” Dalton wiped the sweat from his forehead with a long sigh. “Jesus Christ, that was intense. How’d you take us both?”

Troy shrugged. “Slowly eased you in.” He winked at him. “I need a shower. Someone carry me in there and drop me on the floor then turn the water on while I sleep under it.”

Liam smiled at Dalton then threw Troy over his shoulder and walked him into the newly refurbished bathroom. It now housed a shower big enough for them all—no bath tub, but they weren’t bath people.

They both stood under the shower, Liam washing down Troy, whispering words of love and making sure he wasn’t feeling too beat up. When he glided a finger gingerly over his hole, Troy flinched, but not too badly. He wasn’t torn, just sore. “I love you.”