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He audibly swallowed. “Okay.”
Fisting my aching, throbbing cock, I nudged against his opening. Logan tensed but then blew out a soft breath, burying his face in Spencer’s sweet-smelling hair as I gently pushed inside of him. He moaned low in his throat as I eased deeper and deeper inside of him, taking it so goddamn slowly, it was torture.
“Oh, God,” Logan groaned. “Fuck, Ezra. Feels so fucking good.”
“You’re taking me so well,” I praised him, stroking my hand along his side. “So good, babe.”
Gripping his hip, I eased out and began to gently rock into him, making him fuck Spencer at the same time. Both of my boys were moaning, groaning messes. Logan leaned over Spencer the best he could and grasped Spencer’s chin, slotting their lips together. Teeth clashed. Tongues lashed. And I watched, continuing to fuck Logan and Spencer at the same time all while helping Logan claim back ownership of his body.
“I’m going to come,” Logan groaned, his fingers tightening on Spencer’s jaw.
Spencer kissed him again, and both of them shattered, Spencer’s cum splashing onto the sheets while Logan filled his ass. I groaned and finally let go, spilling into Logan.
“I love you,” Logan rasped as he eased out of Spencer’s tight body, cuddling our boy close. “Both of you. So goddamn much.”
Spencer rolled over so he was facing Logan and cupped his cheek. “I love you, too.”
“Both of you are my entire world,” I told them honestly. Logan glanced at me as he rolled onto his back. I slid my hand across his flat stomach before grasping Spencer’s waist so I was holding both of them at the same time. “I don’t want to know a world in which the two of you don’t exist in my life.”
“That was cheesy as fuck,” Logan grunted, but a smirk played at his lips.
I playfully nipped at his shoulder, making him scowl at me. Spencer laughed softly and rested his head on Logan’s chest. He draped his arm across Logan’s torso and rested his hand on my chest right above my heartbeat, his actions saying everything he didn’t with words.
It’d been a long few weeks, but finally, I knew we were going to be okay.
Nothing could rip the three of us apart. I wouldn’t let it.
And I knew Logan never would either.
* * *
Logan
I frowned at the email Jaxon had forwarded me. He’d been handling my mother’s affairs for me, which included all of her stuff, like the house, the property, and everything inside the run-down, shitty place. He’d already hired crews to go in and remove all her things, selling what he could, and keeping the valuable stuff in case I may want it.
But honestly, I didn’t want any of it.
I didn’t want any part of that wretched bitch in my life ever again. It was because of her that I’d ended up raped and hospitalized. It was because of her that I had to go to therapy and navigate my mental health and fucked up trauma.
“It’s too early for this bullshit,” I muttered as I tossed my phone aside. It hit the foam-covered floor with a thud, landing on its screen.
Spencer frowned at me from where he was walking on the treadmill. He wasn’t a fan of working out at all, but he would walk when I was at the gym with Ezra. The gym was something Ezra had talked me into once I’d healed enough. And honestly, it helped. There was something about working out that helped exhaust the anger burning through me.
“What’s wrong?” Spencer asked me as Ezra walked over, a towel draped around his neck, sweat glistening on his skin. I licked my lips at the sight of the blonde, god-like man, admiring the way the veins in his arms stood out.
“My mother’s shit,” I grunted, grabbing the weights. Ezra moved into position to spot me, his arms held out, ready to catch the bar if I needed help. “Jaxon forwarded me property details. I don’t want the fucking house or the small piece of land.”
“Why?” Ezra asked, frowning at me. “You could rent it out. Make an income on the side.”
I shook my head. “Too many bad memories. I lived in that house my entire life, and my entire life, she made poor decisions that negatively affected me. Mentally, I can’t handle that place.”
Ezra’s features softened as I rested between sets, his arms dropping to his sides. “So, ask Jaxon if he can help you sell the place.”
“It’s not a bad idea,” Spencer said. A bead of sweat rolled down his temple, and the urge to lick it up made my tongue tingle just a little. “You know Dad will help you with whatever.”
I nodded. I did know that. I just didn’t want to deal with it at all. Unfortunately, it was inevitable.
Fuck you for dying, Mom, I silently grumbled.
