FIC: Addition to Ch. 4

This was what I had originally had but then had decided not to include it.  Since several people commented and emailed me asking for more, I thought I would go ahead and share it!  If you'd like to read more of Gliese you can do so here: Another Life



Title: Ch. 4 Nighttime Interlude
Characters: Chandir/Wryn/Enoch
Warning: pure sexual fantasy



Strong arms wrapped around him, stopping him from bouncing off the bed. Arms from behind him and in front of him. Chandir and Wryn moved against him as they disrobed. The feel of fabric and skin brushing against him drove him wild.


"Please." Enoch's whimper was taken by Wryn as the dominant kissed him hard. Enoch leaned toward the other man's chest. Craving, needing more.


Another whimper escaped his lips when Chandir pulled him back with a growl, tearing his mouth away from Wryn's. Enoch was so hard he hurt. The two men were devouring him. He felt that he would explode before they even got started.


"Ahhhh," the inhuman sound was released when Wryn took him in a hard grip. A welcomed grip that stalled the fevered need of release. No other sound came from Enoch as he writhed in ecstasy.


Two pairs of strong, calloused hands played over his body. The hands alternated, in no discernible order, between rough and gentle strokes. Bring him to the edge and then soothing him back to the brink. Arching his back, Enoch's mouth was open in a silent scream.


Suddenly, Chandir's lips were stealing the scream from him. The warm, firm mouth licked and teased Enoch's.


Lifting his eyes, lazy with desire, Enoch watched as his two dominants kissed each other. The sight of the two strong men kissing in abandon mesmerized him. Their strong jaws, the tilt of their heads, raw power just inches from him. He knew that he hadn't been forgotten as both men continued to tease him with their hands.


As they broke their kiss, Wryn moved toward his head. Kissing up his body, the dominant took Enoch's hands. Soon Enoch was pinned to the bed. Wryn held both his hands in his one hand, while his other hand tweaked his nipples. Chandir was knelt between Enoch's legs, taking him into his mouth.


Enoch squirmed frantically. The heat of Chandir's mouth combined with Wryn's hands dancing across his chest was almost more than Enoch could stand. At the moment he thought he's lose all control, he suddenly found himself flipped onto his stomach. A sharp swat landed on his cheeks.


"Do not disregard my words again," Chandir growled.


A swat accompanied each word sent Enoch into a frenzy. His hands were held fast by Wryn as Chandir delivered each spank. Though the small punishment was veiled in their lovemaking, each man knew the discipline for what it was-an acknowledgment of their relationship.


"Never again," Enoch vowed.


Before the words fully left his lips, he was flipped back over. Enoch felt he was being torn down and then built back up as the two dominants devoured him with their passion. Enoch couldn't lie passively. He reared up and took Chandir's mouth as he reached for Wryn.


The storm outside slowly died out as the three men rode a new storm inside. The morning would find small bruises left from passionate hands, but a new understanding would come with the dawn.



TBC