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Mack didn’t waste any time. Right as she came down, he pulled out of her and moved around the bed.
“Open,” he demanded, fisting his cock and positioning it right in front of Liam’s face. “Suck her juices off me.”
There was only the briefest flash of opposition in Liam’s eyes. Mack smacked Liam’s cheek with his cock at the hesitation.
“Suck her off me or you don’t get to come.”
Liam’s nostril’s flared but he opened right up.
“Massage him good, honey,” Mack called to Calla. “We’re gonna make him feel better than he ever has in his whole fucking life.”
“Yes,” Calla said, sitting back on her haunches but narrowing her eyes in focus on Liam’s hole. So fuckin’ hot.
Mack fed his cock into Liam’s waiting mouth. As soon as the tip of his cock hit Liam’s tongue, he almost fucking lost it again.
Fucking Liam in the barn that day had been good, but this felt like it would finally put Liam in his place once and for all.
“Eyes on me,” he snapped.
Liam’s eyes lifted. Mack had expected more rebellious defiance. Instead, he saw… vulnerability. Liam’s blue eyes were so wide and clear. Mack had called him boy before just to put him in his place. But suddenly he seemed like he was. Much younger than his twenty-seven years. And Mack felt the oddest protective sensation.
Which was just…
Mack shook his head at the sensation. He focused instead on his desire to simply dominate the fuck out of him. He wasn’t gentle when he grabbed the back of Liam’s head and shoved his cock to the back of his mouth, into his throat.
Liam’s blue eyes went wide.
But he didn’t choke. Or yank away. Instead he relaxed and took everything Mack had to give him.
And suddenly Mack was the one fucking breaking.
“Come,” he growled, and like the order had been issued at himself, he immediately climaxed. It hit like a fucking freight train.
His cum shot down Liam’s throat. Liam swallowed convulsively and his eyes stayed on Mack’s even as his whole body arched.
They were coming at the same time. At the same goddamned time.
And then Mack heard Calla’s muffled cry. When he glanced her way, he saw that she had her hand buried in her sex. She was coming with them, even as ropes of cum spurted from Liam’s cock all over his stomach.
Fuuuuuuuuuuuuck. Mack clenched his teeth to hold back his roar as he mastered the whole fucking universe. Because there was nothing else in the world except his girl and his boy. And they were fucking his.
It was perfect.
Everything was fucking beautiful…
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And then all his cum was spent and Bone’s face flashed through his mind. Then Ben, lying lifeless in the yard under the bright noonday sun. He hadn’t been there to witness it but he’d imagined it enough times for him to know just what the scene must have looked like.
He jerked back from where Liam and Calla had collapsed on the bed. Calla had crawled up so that she was cradled in Liam’s arms. She looked toward him, a contented satiated smile on her flushed face. Little beads of sweat dotted her forehead and she’d never looked more beautiful.
She held out her arms for Mack.
So innocent. So pure.
“Stay tonight.” This from Liam who usually couldn’t boot him from the room fast enough. “Please.” Liam swallowed and Mack could see how much it cost him to ask it. Whatever had happened between them tonight, Mack wasn’t the only one who’d felt it. “Stay,” Liam repeated.
And that was when Mack knew he had to shut this shit down.
One night didn’t change reality.
He was the shit from the wrong side of the tracks that people like Liam barely even glanced at or acknowledged as they passed by. He was the dumb fuck who couldn’t even do the job right when he went to punish the fucker who’d been beating on his mom. He was the ex-convict who’d let himself become a victim in prison. And he was the sad sack of shit who got Ben killed. Never able to protect the people he cared about.
So even though he wanted more than anything to go curl up behind both of them and sling his arm across both their waists, he took a step back instead.
He was allowing himself the escape of being with them, but it could only ever be sex. Sex the way he dictated. He was aware it made him an asshole to want it both ways—control in the bedroom but no attachment beyond that.
Maybe if he stepped back, Liam and Calla could really have something. If he weren’t in the middle complicating the hell out of things. They looked good spooned together there on the bed. Like they fit with each other
His back stiffened at the thought. He wasn’t sure if he was more jealous for Calla or Liam.
