Love is Always Write Anthology Volume 9

of delight and the clenching of his ass around Jordy's and Maddock's cocks caused the orgasm that the younger man had been fighting off to explode through the slit of his cock and flood Taggart's channel. The names of his two lovers on Jordy's lips filled the heated structure. Maddock's seed joined Jordy's in Taggart's ass and Jordy slowly and gently pulled out his now softened cock from inside the blond man's entrance.
    Falling on his back, Jordy gasped for breath. The sound of Taggart collapsing onto Maddock's chest sounded next, as did the slight oomph Maddock made upon impact.
    "Holy. Fucking. Shit-balls," Jordy moaned, tremors still wracking his frame.
    "I know," Taggart panted out next to him. Turning to look at his lovers, Jordy grinned at them both goofily as he felt the joy that infused his body spreading up to his brain and robbing him of common sense. This was more than just because of good sex… fantastic sex, actually. This was something deeper. Something that was both intangible and also the most real thing in existence.
    "Destiny," Maddock whispered, reading Jordy's mind.
    Usually when Maddock read his mind or finished his sentences it frustrated and annoyed Jordy, this time it just made him sigh and nod his head. It was good that someone else knew what he was feeling, shared the happiness and peace that had seeped underneath his skin and changed his DNA. The feeling that turned his world upside down just because he'd seen the man destined to belong to him, to them, forever.
    "Destiny," Taggart echoed Maddock, and Jordy grinned.
    "Fuck, yeah," he agreed.
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    Jordy rushed into his classroom, out of breath and dazed. His little romp with Maddock and Taggart, while beautiful and delightful, had made him late for work. The sound of fighting reached his ears and looking up from where he'd been putting his attaché case under his desk, Jordy was surprised to see two of his prize pupils throwing blows in front of the entire class.
    "Gerald! Andrew! Stop that this instant!" Jordy yelled, stepping forward. He gasped in shock and paused as Kirk, Gerald's best friend jumped into the middle of the two boys, throwing a fist against the side of Gerald's jaw. What the hell was going on? Since when did Kirk fight with his best friend?
    Stepping forward Jordy grabbed the collars of Gerald's and Andrew's shirts and pulled them apart, Kirk stepping back behind Andrew.
    "What the hell is going on around here?" Jordy growled.
    "I was protecting Kirk, Mr. Dyer," Gerald explained.
    "I don't need your protection, Gerald," Kirk hissed.
    Turning eyes that he was sure were filled with confusion towards Kirk, Jordy questioned the black haired boy. "Kirk? What or whom do you need protection from?"
    "No one and nothing, Mr. Dyer," Kirk responded, his eyes moving over Andrew slowly as if assessing the injuries on the tall, black student.
    Clarity filled Jordy's mind and with a slight smirk at the fact he found himself in the middle of a love triangle, Jordy turned to the other boys in his Kardalusian Theological Studies class.
    "Who threw the first punch?" He asked them. While no one said anything, a number of the students' eyes turned to look at Gerald. With a nod, Jordy narrowed his eyes at the red haired student.
    "Gerald, go to the Headmaster's office. Inform him that I will be down to give him the details. I have to see Mr. Brown to the nurse's office," his tone brooked no argument, and in his favor, Gerald offered none.
    Coughing to cover the laughter that threatened to escape, Jordy turned to Jasper, his student helper. "Jasper, you're in charge. I'll be back in a moment," he instructed the tall, lanky student. His eyes moved over the faces of all his students with a stern glance. "You are to study about the revolution of Varnon in chapters seven and eight. There will be a quiz when I return," he informed them, ignoring their groans of protest.
    Looking down at Andrew and Kirk, Jordy motioned with head. "Come on, you two. We're going to go down to the nurse's office so that your eye can get looked at, Andrew. Kirk, you can sit with Mr. Brown and make sure that he gets back to class safely and in a timely fashion."
    Smiling at the way Kirk's head nodded enthusiastically, Jordy allowed both boys to precede him out of the door. An image of Tabansi flashed across his mind at that moment and Jordy barely held back a moan of desire. He didn't know why he'd suddenly thought about the gorgeous doctor, but it wouldn't do for him