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“Shit,” I mutter as I shove another finger into his mouth and arch up into him roughly. “Go away, Winter. Give us some fucking privacy.”
Winter only huffs loudly, probably thinking we’re wrestling. Or maybe he’s a perv. Maybe he likes watching.
“I swear to god, Grey. If he comes up here, I won’t be able to finish. This is weird enough.”
But Grey isn’t listening. He’s groaning around my fingers while Winter pants at the end of the bed. And goddammit, I’m getting nervous. I can’t perform with an audience.
I pull my focus back to Grey and immediately know he’s close. A tear slips out of his eye, and I slide my tongue across his skin, licking it up as I fuck into him harder. He sucks on my fingers roughly, his teeth biting into my skin, and then I feel it, his entire body tensing as he comes. I feel his hole clench around my cock and it pushes me over the edge, my orgasm ripped out of me.
I slam my hips into him, riding on the tail end of my release, and then collapse, my fingers still shoved in his mouth, my cock still inside of him.
Winter is whining, his tail thumping against the wall.
“Jesus,” I say, pulling my fingers from him and resting my forehead on his. “I didn’t realize getting a dog would be a cockblock.”
Grey lets out a small laugh and then sighs, his eyelids drooping.
“Let’s get cleaned up,” I say, pulling out of him, and Grey groans.
“Wish you could stay inside of me,” he says softly, and I freeze.
I lean over him and he peeks an eye open, looking completely relaxed.
“Next time, I’ll fall asleep inside of you.”
His lips twitch, and he throws an arm over his eyes.
“Yeah, Quinn. I’d like that.”
God, can this man get any better? I don’t fucking know, but I want to stick around to find out.
I manage to scoot past Winter without him smelling my junk and move into the bathroom, grabbing a washrag and bringing it back to clean us up. I love this part—taking care of him. I’d do it forever if he’d let me.
“Can’t believe Kevin told you all my shit,” Grey grumbles as I slide the washrag against his skin.
“Yeah, well, he did. And now I know.”
He sighs, his limp dick settled right against that hairy thigh.
“So glad we broke up. He was toxic. I never did anything good enough for him.”
“He’s an idiot, couldn’t appreciate a good thing.”
Grey huffs, and I know he’s worn out. I mean, his ass took a beating, I know he’s ready to pass out.
I tug on his boxers and then pull on mine, lowering myself next to him once more. Grey hesitates a moment before he lowers his head to my shoulder and throws an arm across my abdomen. This. This right here is exactly how it should be.
“Should let him up here. He’s probably lonely,” Grey says after a moment of silence.
I lean up and glance down at Winter who is resting his head on the mattress, his eye on me. I can’t even be mad at him. He’s so damn ridiculous. And he’s ours.
“Alright,” I say and pat the space next to me. “Come on, boy.” Winter hops up, the mattress dipping beneath his weight, and lies down next to me, nuzzling his wet nose against my arm. Grey reaches over and pats Winter’s head before he throws a leg over mine and presses a kiss to my neck.
“Get some sleep, Quinn,” he mutters, and for a moment, I internally protest because I don’t want to fall asleep just yet. I want to memorialize this. But my eyes eventually close and I drift off.
Dreaming of him.
Of us.
