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God, I was going to kill them for this…once it stopped being hot.
“Oh.” Cohen’s polite tone had me wanting to groan. “But you’ve been so busy moving back here and even surprising our boy. You should really be the one to fuck him first.”
I was going to ask Eli how to help me get revenge…as long as this didn’t make me come without permission…if I did, I’d need his help to get out of trouble.
Daddy nodded and stroked my back like they were negotiating what to make for dinner. “We’ve both done a lot recently. I think that means we should share the reward we have stretched out in front of us. Why don’t we take turns fucking him?”
Daddy reached down and gave my ass a pat as Cohen started pulsing his finger against my desperate hole. As I started to whine and thrust again, Daddy was helpful and explained to Cohen in wonderful detail what he thought the best plan would be.
“You get a couple of thrusts and then we’d switch places. You know, really take our time and enjoy our reward.” Daddy’s words were fucking with my head, but he decided that wasn’t enough and squeezed right over the area Cohen had spanked as Cohen barely inched his finger inside me.
It was just enough to blow my mind and I could feel my cock getting harder against Daddy’s. I thought I couldn’t get any more frustrated or desperate, but then they both took it up a notch. Cohen slipped his finger in deeper, barely brushing against my prostate, and as I started to shake, Daddy made it even more perfect.
“Oh, you know, this would’ve been the perfect time for that spanking bench we thought about getting for him.” Cohen’s quiet hum said he approved. “We could’ve bent him over there and just took turns.”
Logically I knew they were just fucking with me…but it was so good I knew they’d do it at some point. But would they do it tonight? Would they really tie me down and slowly take turns? The stopping and starting would kill me, but having them both would be incredible.
I didn’t know what to beg for. There were too many good options and I was a bit worried about what giving them fodder for their dirty imaginations would lead to…but if Cohen didn’t move his finger and if Daddy didn’t spank me again, I might die…or come.
Either would probably be a bit premature.
Chapter 13
Cohen
The way Ian’s beautiful body was shaking, I knew one good thrust would probably make him come. But I was a good Dom and kept my finger still. He didn’t need to be punished right before we made love for the first time.
That could wait for the first time we fucked him.
Bishop’s wicked grin was definitely egging me on, though.
The troublemaker was loving the way Ian was trying to tempt him into going faster and probably harder as well.
“I knew we should’ve already looked for some new furniture.” I shook my head, making a disappointed sound. “It’ll have to be moved higher up the to-do list.”
Ian groaned like he couldn’t decide if we were ridiculous or the sexiest thing he’d ever seen. I thought it was cute, but it tickled Bishop because he just grinned even wider. But with the way he’d missed our boy, I had a feeling he would’ve thought anything Ian did was cute.
“Most definitely.” Giving Ian’s ass a pat, Bishop kissed his cheek. “And we’ll have to do some research about other things that might come in handy for a needy boy.”
Or a naughty pup.
“And a few new toys wouldn’t be amiss.” Ian’s control looked better, so I started slowly inching my spit-slicked finger in and out of his ass as I reached for the lube on the nightstand. “A few new plugs so you can both be well taken care of when I have you on your leashes would be a good idea.”
Ian’s entire body seemed to clench around my finger and he moaned as he arched up again, chasing it to take it deeper. Bishop was a cheeky pup and gave his ass another pat. “Yes, that’s a good idea, isn’t it? Cohen is so sweet to you. What do you say when your Dom offers to buy you a fun new toy?”
Another jolt raced through our sexy boy.
He was right back on the edge, so I kept my finger still and gave Bishop a glare that just made the naughty pup smirk, thoroughly pleased with himself.
I wasn’t sure if Ian had the brain cells or the breath to say anything, but he was on his best behavior tonight, so I shouldn’t have been surprised at his fortitude. “Thank you…I…Thank you, Sir.”
He was so sweet I wiggled my finger and sank deeper to tap against his prostate. “You’re welcome, baby.”
