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“Do you hear that, Sir?” Archie cupped Sloan’s face, a tender gesture, but the gravity was right there in my boy’s eyes. “Your place is with us. Master will never let you doubt that.”
I gnashed my teeth and slammed into Sloan, causing him to groan louder than Noa and Tate.
“That’s what I want,” Sloan wheezed out. “Fucking hell, you’re beautiful, pet. Kiss me first, then I’ll suck you off.”
I wasn’t missing this. With a tight grip on Sloan’s hair, I tugged him back, which created a sinfully sexy arch along his back. He cursed but took the pain I gave him, and Archie followed. Mere inches from my face, they met in a sensual, heated kiss while I buried myself deeper in Sloan’s ass.
I had no words to describe how sexy they were together—or how much it meant to me to see them attracted to each other. They were going to form their own dynamic; of that, I had no doubt.
Before long, we lost ourselves in the fucking again. I kept Sloan on all fours so I could screw him the way I wanted, and he could suck Archie’s cock good and proper.
Closing my eyes and letting my head fall back, I focused on feeling Sloan’s tight ass around my cock. Noa and KC came at the same time, and their sounds sent a shudder through me. In and out, over and over. I hissed when Sloan clenched around me, and I was running out of time.
“May I come, Master?” Archie whimpered. “I’m so close.”
“Yeah, just come, baby,” I moaned. “Fill his mouth. I’m right behind you.”
His breathless groans pushed me over the edge, and I succumbed to the intense climax that welled up within me. I dropped my chin again, and I looked through my hooded gaze where I pushed my cock in and out of the man I’d loved for fifteen years. I stared at the tight, glistening ring of muscle that gripped my cock, squeezing it, milking it. And I was fucking done for. Explosions of pleasure ripped me away from reality. Ropes of come rushed up my shaft, and I started throbbing inside him with each release.
I didn’t know what was hotter, coming inside my best friend or seeing my fingers bruising his flesh. Sloan was gonna wake up with my marks tomorrow.
“Oh God…” I heaved a heavy breath as the last ounce of energy drained out of me.
Goose bumps rose across my arms and shoulders, and I collapsed on top of him, just barely managing to keep us on our sides.
“Get him off, slave,” I said, out of breath. “Swallow every drop he gives you.”
“Yes, Master.” Archie crawled over and dipped down near Sloan’s midsection, and he wasted no time.
Sloan groaned and kept Archie’s head in place, all while he tilted his head back toward me, and I was quick to capture his mouth in a searing kiss. Part of me couldn’t fucking believe it. Still, now, when I had my softening cock buried inside him.
I swallowed his moans and kept kissing him until he found his own orgasm.
“Now,” he grunted. “Oh fuck.”
I stroked his cheek and watched his face contort with the sensations of his climax, and I felt it too. I felt his muscles contract around my cock. Hell, had I been twenty years old, I would’ve been ready for round two.
“I just—fuck, am I gonna hurt tomorrow,” he gritted out.
I grinned and kissed him quickly. “Hey, you asked for it.”
He huffed, out of breath. “Sometimes I do stupid shit. Christ.”
Archie slid up Sloan’s spent body like a graceful serpent, and I leaned over and kissed him, tasting Sloan on his tongue.
“I think you’ll be the spit roast next time, baby.”
His lips stretched into a smile. “That would be so hot, Master.”
Fuck yeah, it would.
“You two will be the death of me,” Sloan murmured drowsily. “You three, I should say—because Greer’s cock deserves its own zip code.”
I rumbled a laugh and pressed a kiss to his shoulder. “Thanks for that.”
Archie’s evident amusement was cut short by a cold wind, and I decided it was time to go indoors. I proposed a long, hot shower in the main house, then a hot night together in the cabin.
CHAPTER 14
A couple weeks later
Returning to the bedroom after my shower, I hadn’t expected to find Sloan half asleep in my bed. Naked, with the duvet barely covering his ass.
“What kind of sadistic bullshit is this?” I asked. “An invitation at five in the morning when I’m strapped for time. Nice.” I shook my head and dragged the towel around my shoulders over my head.
“Who says it’s an invitation?” he muttered groggily.
“Your ass.” Once I’d toweled off, I put on a pair of boxer briefs and then my utility pants. “What brought you here? Not that I’m complaining.”
If anything, it was the other way around. He only spent the night with Archie and me when the kids weren’t here.
