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Mason giggled, but he managed to point himself in the direction of the bedroom. He weaved down the hall like he was drunk, but he made it to the bed a few steps ahead of Jack and Gray. Gray had Jack’s arm, and he pulled him along, obviously losing patience fast.
“On the bed. On your back,” he ordered.
Jack grinned at him as he obeyed. He probably looked as high as Mason.
Gray yanked open the nightstand drawer, and it crashed to the floor, which set Mason giggling again.
“It’s not too late for me to take the crop to your ass before we fuck him,” Gray said to Mason.
Mason looked at Jack, deliberately running his gaze up and down Jack’s naked body. “I’m fine. He just makes me crazy. Look at him.”
Gray did, giving Jack his own slow perusal.
“Hold his legs up,” Gray said, settling on the bed with the lube in hand.
Jack drew his knees up on his chest, and Mason pinned him down. “We’re going to make you beg, make you scream,” Mason said, using the same kind of low sultry Dom voice Gray did. Even though Mason had just been giggling like a kid, now his words sent shivers through Jack.
Gray teased Jack’s hole with a slick finger then pushed in, but only up to the first knuckle. He held his finger there, refusing to give Jack more.
Jack reached up and cupped Mason’s face. He laid his other hand on Mason’s back, needing the feel of Mason’s smooth skin to anchor him. He wanted to fight Mason’s hold, to fuck himself on Gray’s finger, to beg for so much more.
Gray finally pushed deeper. Then his finger was gone, and he drove in with two, making Jack gasp.
“Better?” Gray asked.
“Fuck” was Jack’s only response.
Gray kept his fingers there, buried in Jack, and Jack held still, determined not to let Gray see how crazy Gray’s games were making him. He dug his fingers into Mason’s back and fisted the sheet with the other hand. A drop of sweat ran across his forehead and dripped down the side of his head.
Gray chuckled and pulled out with agonizing slowness. Then he drove back in deep enough to brush Jack’s prostate when he curled his fingers forward.
Jack bucked against him then, unable to hold back the need to struggle. He curled upward, reaching for Gray, trying to grab his wrist, not caring how his chest ached from the strain.
“Hands over your head,” Gray barked.
Jack’s body responded immediately. He reached up and grabbed two of the cool metal slats.
“Good boy. Now keep them there.”
Gray had said they weren’t playing kinky, but he obviously couldn’t resist giving orders, and Jack didn’t care. He’d needed to be reminded how good it could feel to be obedient.
Gray drove into him with three fingers this time, stretching him, flexing his fingers to open Jack up.
Jack groaned, twisting his head from side to side. His ass burned. He worried that having both their cocks in him might kill him, but he wanted it anyway. He didn’t care how much it hurt. Both his men claiming him at once was worth any amount of agony.
Jack looked up at Mason and got lost in his bright green gaze. His eyes showed lust and love and something else, maybe apprehension. Jack reached out and rubbed his arm. “You okay?”
Mason nodded. “Yeah. Just…a little overwhelmed.”
“Get down here and help me stretch him out,” Gray commanded. “Jack can hold his own damn legs.”
Jack grinned, Gray always got fussy when he was worried. He must have realized Mason seemed suddenly less sure of himself.
Mason’s eyes widened as he looked down at Jack’s ass. Gray pulled his fingers out and Jack gasped at the loss of sensation. He heard the lube top flick open. Seconds later, Mason was working his fingers into Jack; then both men were both finger-fucking him together.
“You’re going to take our cocks side by side, just like this, aren’t you?” Mason asked, confidence in his voice again.
Jack shuddered. He tried to speak, but only a choked noise came out, because Gray added yet another finger.
