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Mason licked his lips before answering, “Yes, sir.”
“You want to hear Jack scream too, don’t you?”
“Yes, sir. H—” Mason froze, realizing he’d been about to say more than he was allowed.
“You may speak, this once.”
“He’s beautiful.”
“Yes.” Gray slid his hand up Jack’s spine. “And he’s fighting what he needs.”
Gray didn’t say anything else. His hand cracked against Jack’s ass when Jack was unprepared to hold himself back. A squeak came from him, one that should have embarrassed him, but before he had time to think about it, Gray spanked him again,hard and fast, not giving him time to breathe. Pain radiated through his body, hot and… “Fuck! Fuck that hurts!”
“Let go.”
“Gray. Oh fuck.”
“Scream for me.”
“Can’t!” Jack protested.
“Jack!” The word burst from Mason followed by a sob.
Jack opened his eyes to see the look of horror on Mason’s face, and Gray dragged his nails over Jack’s ass.
Gray didn’t slow down. Sound built in Jack, and even though he fought like mad to stay still, he realized he was rocking back and forth. His movement had been unconscious, but now he couldn’t stop. Gray didn’t comment on either his transgression or Mason’s, but he also didn’t give any mercy to Jack’s ass. He hurt. He must, but he couldn’t really feel anything but heat and Gray.
“Breathe.” Gray laid a hand on his back, then he gave Jack a blow on the sorest part of his ass.
Jack cried out, letting his tension go, giving into what he needed, what Gray was trying to pull from him.
The blows stopped coming, and Gray rested his hand at the base of Jack’s spine, the heat of it letting him know he hadn’t been imagining how hard Gray had been hitting him. He opened his eyes so he could see Mason. Tears ran down his lover’s cheeks.
“More?” Gray asked.
Jack considered. He was floating, but he could go further. He was going to hurt like hell the next day but…“Yes.”
“Are you sure?”
Jack breathed and exhaled, letting himself sink into the leather of the bench. “Yes, sir.” He wasn’t ready to give this feeling up yet.
“I’ll be right back. I will not leave the room.”
Jack nodded, and Gray didn’t force him to speak. He knew Gray would never leave him and Mason like this, but he appreciated that it was important to Gray to reassure him when he was this deep into subspace.
Gray walked over to Mason. He tipped his head up, and their gazes met. “You spoke.”
“Yes, sir.”
Mason trembled as Gray wrapped a hand around his straining cock. He stroked him, slow at first, then faster. Mason hissed and writhed, bucking into his touch. Gray kept working him, and Mason tensed, straining muscles visible in his thighs. He was going to come despite the cock ring. Jack was sure of it, but then Gray let go. Mason sucked air in and exhaled a harsh breath. Precum dripped from his cock, and Gray bent to lick it off.
Finally Gray let go and rose. “I still might let you come tonight if you do better, but one more sound and your cock will stay like this until morning.”
“Yes, sir.”
Mason watched Gray as he stepped toward the cabinet where he kept their toys. He bit his lip when Gray pulled out a wicked caneand turned toward Jack, sliding his finger seductively along the implement. “Seven strokes. Can you take it?”
Jack sucked in his breath. Gray had only used the cane on him twice before, and it had hurt worse than anything they’d ever done, but he wanted pain that night and Gray clearly understood that.
