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Arthur spread Merlin’s thighs and rubbed at his hole. “Are you sore?”
Merlin lolled his head in Lancelot’s lap and slowly blinked up at them. “Hmmm?”
“Perhaps we’ve broken him, sire.”
Arthur smiled. “No. Merlin is made of sterner stuff.” With a twist of his finger, Arthur buried two fingers in Merlin, who gasped.
Lancelot stroked Merlin’s prick slow and firm. When Merlin’s hands started for his groin, Lancelot captured them with his free hand and pinned them to Merlin’s chest.
Arthur slid a third finger into Merlin. He thrust hard and grinned as Merlin arched against Lancelot’s hold. They worked Merlin between them until he was sweaty and panting.
Pulling his fingers free, Arthur helped Lancelot turn Merlin over to kneel on the bed. Lancelot tucked Merlin’s head into the join of his neck and shoulder. He pulled Merlin’s arms behind the man’s back and tucked them up as Arthur spread a small amount of oil along Merlin’s crack.
Arthur shifted so he could thrust into Merlin’s loose heat. Grinding against Merlin’s ass, Arthur listened to Merlin’s muffled moans. As soon as Merlin spread his knees wider, Arthur started fucking him harder, with short jabbing thrusts.
Merlin strained against Lancelot’s hold, trying to push himself back into Arthur’s strokes.
Arthur kept his strokes fast and powerful for as long as he could. He loved how Merlin just squirmed and strained, but was held fast by Lancelot’s hands. One last thrust and Arthur threw back his head as he emptied himself into Merlin.
Pulling out as he became too sensitive, Arthur helped rearrange Merlin to lay in his arms. He clasped Merlin’s hands in his own and pulled Merlin down to his chest as Lancelot fingered Merlin’s hole.
Arthur tipped Merlin’s face up. “You like to be shared between us like this, don’t you?”
Merlin nuzzled Arthur’s palm and his eyelids fluttered as Lancelot wiggled his fingers in Merlin. “Uh....please...”
Arthur kept one hand trapping Merlin’s wrists as he moved his other hand to help hold Merlin’s leg out wide for Lancelot.
He liked the sounds of them together. The slap of skin and the grunting washed over Arthur as their coupling rocked Merlin against him. They were moving fast and nearly viciously when Arthur started whispering in Merlin’s ear.
Arthur told Merlin of how they could laying him out and share him with all of Arthur’s knights. “One after another they’d take you until you were covered in their spendings. Until you were dry and it hurt.”
Merlin pressed his captured hands hard against Arthur's chest as he arched back into Lancelot’s strokes. With a gasp, Merlin orgasmed, his body tightening, pulling a grunt from Lancelot as his movements stuttered.
With a last few thrusts, Lancelot buried himself deep in Merlin to spill himself. They lay piled on Arthur for several breaths and then Lancelot pushed himself off to one side.
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Arthur settled Merlin’s arm across Lancelot’s stomach and moved to check the fire before joining them in his bed. Lancelot watched him with sleepy eyes as Arthur settled himself so that Merlin lay between them.
“He would do anything for you, sire.”
Arthur wrapped himself around Merlin and sat his chin on the top of Merlin’s hair. “He already does.”
Lancelot stared at him and Arthur gave a moments thought to wonder if Lancelot knew of Merlin’s power, but instead he pushed it aside. Merlin would say something when he was ready or it could not longer be ignored. Arthur need not worry overly until that day. Instead Arthur reached out and pulled Lancelot into a kiss.
“I value him, Lancelot.” Arthur closed his eyes and breathed in Merlin’s scent. “I value you both.”
Lancelot’s arm snaked its way across Merlin to Arthur’s ribs. “You are loved as well, Arthur.”
Between them, his face half pressed into the pillow, Merlin smiled.