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“Need you now,” Mason protested.
Jack grinned. “I’m so lucky to have both of you.”
Gray chuckled. “And we’d like to have you, both of us, at the same time.”
Jack swayed, dizzy with the realization of what Gray meant. They’d talked about this before, and just thinking of it made him hard as iron, but…
Gray cupped Jack’s face, forcing him to look into Gray’s eyes. “When we first took Mason together, I promised him he and I would do the same to you one day. I want him to know how good it feels to have another cock sliding against his when he’s buried inside you. We want to push your limits, take you beyond yourself. It’s the perfect way to show you that you’re ours no matter where you work or what you do.”
Jack heart fluttered, beating double-time against his ribs. He glanced over his shoulder at Mason. Mason’s eyes were wide, his pupils blown, his cock rock-hard against Jack’s ass. “Jack, please,” he begged. “I’ve fantasized about it so many times, and when I helped Gray before, when we blindfolded you, it was so hot to watch you surrender.”
Jack understood. He loved helping Gray send Mason deep into subspace, watching him struggle to let go and then helping him find bliss.
A shudder ran through Jack as Mason slid his hands up Jack’s chest and flicked his nipples. “I want the two of you, more than I’ve ever wanted anything.”
Gray growled. “You better, because we’re not letting you go.”
“I love you, Jack,” Mason whispered, his breath warm against the back of Jack’s neck. The catch in his voice let Jack know how deeply his feelings ran.
Gray leaned in and ran his tongue along the edge of Jack’s ear, making goose bumps spread down his neck and arm. “You up for this celebration?” he asked, his voice low and sultry.
“Yes, I… Yes.”
“Use your safeword, and we’ll stop for any reason.”
“I know. I trust you, both of you.” Jack and Gray had been playing for a long time, so Jack wasn’t sure why Gray felt the need to emphasize that.
“It’s been a while since we let ourselves get as wild as we will tonight. I don’t want you to forget that even if we’re not playing kinky you can still use it.”
“So me taking two cocks up my ass doesn’t count as kinky?”
Gray growled and bit down on his neck, making Jack gasp. “As soon as I can, I’m going to put you on the spanking bench, and you’re not going to be able to sit down for a week.” The rough tone in Gray’s voice indicated just how aroused he was.
“You’ve been thinking about this for a long time, haven’t you?”
Gray groaned. “For months.”
“You needed this, Jack, even before the shooting,” Mason said.
“Yeah, I did. I do.”
Gray took hold of Jack’s hips and turned him so he faced Mason. When Mason kissed him, he lost the ability to think—or rather, to overthink. When had he become such a chronic overthinker? Between the hard pressure of Mason’s lips against his, Mason rutting against him, rubbing their cocks together, and Gray holding him still so all he could do was take what Mason gave, there wasn’t room for anything in his mind but love and lust and the need to have his lovers inside him right that fucking second.
He tugged at Mason’s t-shirt, trying to pull it up. Mason lifted his arms but didn’t release Jack’s mouth until the fabric pressed against their joined lips, then finally he leaned back long enough for Jack to lift the shirt over his head. Once he’d tossed the shirt to the floor, Jack reached for the fastenings of Mason’s pants, but Mason pulled back and shook his head before dropping to his knees and working kisses along Jack’s chest and abdomen.
Gray let go of Jack’s hips long enough to tug Jack’s shirt from Mason’s hands and pull it up over his head. Jack gasped when Gray pulled Jack tight against his chest. Gray had taken his own shirt off too, and the heat of his skin against Jack’s had Jack rubbing himself against Gray, needing more contact. Gray tugged on Jack’s nipples and chuckled at his obvious distress as Mason gave Jack’s cockhead a few teasing licks, and Jack bit his lip to keep from begging.
Mason worked Jack’s pants and briefs over his hips. When he tapped one of Jack’s legs, he obediently lifted it so Mason could take off his sock, and then Mason did the same to the other leg.
“Step out of your pants,” Gray commanded.
Jack did as he said. He was naked. His lovers wore only pants, but somehow he felt overly exposed, trapped between them, under their control. For a moment panic threatened. He’d been physically naked with them countless times, but now they were really seeing him, all of him and he’d let them.
“Shhh,” Gray said against his ear. “We love every single inch of you.”
His words warmed Jack. A few months ago he would have said Gray knew everything about him, but that hadn’t been true. He’d been hiding his fears, and he’d almost let himself hide for so long that he screwed up what the three of them had. Thank God they hadn’t let him.
Mason smiled up at him as he gripped Jack’s shaft in one hand and tongued his slit. Jack’s hands were tangled in Mason’s hair, and he fought the urge to grab him and force him farther onto his cock.
