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“Bring him to bed,” Michael said quietly.
Finn wanted to ask how long Michael had been awake but that would have to wait. They needed to take care of Jackson at the moment. He kept his lips locked on Jackson’s as he urged him toward the bed.
It was easier with Michael helping to guide them.
He gently laid Jackson onto the mattress before following him down. He used his weight to remind Jackson that he wasn’t going anywhere. Jackson wasn’t alone. The bed dipped as Michael climbed on the other side.
“Here.” Michael slipped the bottle of lube into Finn’s hand.
Finn stopped kissing Jackson long enough to kiss Michael in thanks. Michael pushed at his chest and nodded toward Jackson, who watched him with big bright eyes.
“Kiss him,” Finn ordered Michael.
Michael attacked Jackson’s mouth. There was no other word for it. The two younger men ate at each other, and it wasn’t long before hands started to roam. Michael hooked one arm under Jackson’s knee, opening his legs wide. Finn slicked his fingers before pressing two fingers against Jackson’s hole.
There might be some pain, but Jackson could handle it. Jackson needed a physical reminder that he was loved. At least until the new restraints and chain arrived. He shoved his two fingers deep before pulling them out again.
Jackson threw his head back and groaned, his neck straining and perfect, apparently, for Michael to bite. What a great idea.
He’d add a few of his own marks to Jackson. If Jackson needed to see how much he was loved, they would show him.
Michael nipped and sucked along the long column of Jackson’s throat as Finn pegged his gland. He rubbed roughly until Jackson’s legs shook. Finn pulled his fingers out then added more lube. He wanted Jackson to be sore, not hurt.
Finn thrust three of his wide fingers inside Jackson’s barely stretched hole.
Michael plucked at Jackson’s right nipple before he bent and bit Jackson hard. Jackson’s hips came off the bed and Finn’s fingers slid deeper.
“Fuck!” Jackson breathed out the one word.
Scissoring his fingers, Finn opened Jackson as much as he was going to give the boy. He gave a few more thrusts of his fingers before yanking them out. He’d already been inside Jackson that night. Right before everything had gone to hell. This time he would make Jackson really feel him and hopefully finally get his message across. Jackson was his! And Michael’s. They wouldn’t give him up.
Finn coated his cock with the lube before tossing the bottle over the side of the bed.
Michael was back to kissing Jackson while still holding one of Jackson’s legs with his elbow. Finn grabbed Jackson’s other leg and held him open before teasing the head of his cock against Jackson.
He pushed himself deep.
Heat surrounded his shaft as Jackson’s inner muscles clamped down. Finn had to wait until Jackson relaxed before he could move. Then Finn moved. Fast. Hard. Pushing, thrusting, demanding that Jackson’s body responded to him.
And fuck him but Jackson responded.
Jackson lifted his hips, meeting each brutal thrust as he clung to Michael. Michael stroked Jackson’s cock as well as his own. The boy doing double duty to help get Jackson off but also get his own enjoyment. Finn would reward him in the morning.
Dating two men was complicated but Finn thought they were doing pretty damn good. There hadn’t been any moments of jealousy, but that could have been because they truly loved one another.
Finn could fuck Jackson into a quivering mess and Michael was happy to help.
Leaning in, Finn grinned before biting the side of Jackson’s neck. He tightened his fingers on Jackson’s leg and hip as Finn railed into him. Oh yeah. He would be leaving his own marks.
Brushing over Jackson’s prostate broke any ounce of control that Finn had left as Jackson roared.
Finn hammered at that spot.
Sweat gathered around his temples and down his back but Finn ignored that. He rode Jackson all the way through Jackson’s orgasm, making Jackson cover both his chest and Michael’s hand and arm with cum.
Clenching his teeth, Finn chased his own finish. It didn’t take long. Not with how hot and tight Jackson was. Finn came hard, almost blacking out with how fast it hit. He had time to catch himself on the mattress.
He shook his head to clear his vision.
