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A thick arm wrapped around my stomach. “Where are you running off to?” Peyton asked, his nose pressed to my neck. I shivered at the touch, more intimate than we’d been in days.
“I can’t handle it anymore. I need to come or I’m going to snap.” I could have jerked off. The thought wasn’t appealing when I had two men who were in the same situation as I was.
“Do you want us buried in you, baby?”
I groaned. “Yes.” I would have agreed to just about anything.
Peyton lifted me off my feet, carrying me the last two steps to the top before putting me down. He spun me around and slammed his mouth to mine. I melted. It was the only way I could describe it.
Another body heated my back, hands going to my hips as Dominic’s hard dick rutted against the cleft of my ass. “If we don’t get into the bedroom so I can stop my leg from throbbing, I’m going to sit right here on the floor.”
I broke the kiss with Peyton to turn around and put my arm around Dominic. He’d been propping his leg up to help alleviate the ache, not taking anything more than over-the-counter painkillers. He said something about a nail file and his bone and that was all I heard before wanting to throw up. Peyton tended to Dominic’s wound since I was apparently a lightweight in that department. Dominic did the same to Peyton, helping him with his arm.
We slowly made the walk down the hall to Peyton’s bedroom. It was where the three of us slept together. Peyton had a California king-sized bed with a rich forest-green comforter that reminded me of being outside with how lush the color was. There were long, deep-brown drapes over the two windows to block the sun out when they were closed. A dark wood armoire, dresser, and nightstands finished out the space.
I stayed with Dominic until he got on the bed and was able to lay down, his head on one of the many fluffy pillows Peyton had. I went to move away but Dominic grabbed the front of my shirt and pulled me down to him.
“You’re hurt,” I said.
“I’m also horny. If you don’t want to get me off, I’ll do it myself.”
Peyton put a knee on the bed on Dominic’s other side and slid over until he was lying down beside him. “Strip, Perry. I’ll get Dom out of his clothes.”
What was that? We were finally going to fuck around? I took my clothes off so fast I thought I could try out to work at Dexen’s club. Only there was nothing sexy about how I did it. I was a man on a mission with a dick about to rip through my briefs.
Peyton carefully took Dominic’s pants off, there was nothing beneath. Dominic didn’t keep clothes here, so he was wearing some of mine. Peyton’s would be too big and mine were a little snug. The wound on Dominic’s leg had a white bandage over it, reminding me how close we came to losing him. No, not by that wound, but by the gun Alan had pointed at him, and who knew how much of that drug in his system.
“Stop looking at me like that, Perry,” Dominic chastised. “I’m fine. If you’d like to stare, my cock is right here in need of attention.” He held it in his hand, pointing it up.
“Baby, grab the lube,” Peyton said to me.
I did but then I stood by the side of the bed, not sure where to go or what to do. We’d only had sex once and Peyton orchestrated it. I needed him to do it again, so I had some direction.
“Straddle Dom. I want you rutting against him while I open you up.”
My dick twitched. “I’ve never…” Obviously I hadn’t been fucked. My mouth needed to remain shut. I wasn’t scared of the pain, just uncertain.
“I know. We’re going to take care of you.”
On shaky legs, I got onto the bed, straddling Dominic to line our dicks up, then as carefully as I could, pressed the lengths of our bodies together. He wasn’t hurt anywhere but his leg, but I still treated him as though he was fragile. He put a stop to that by gripping the back of my neck and forcefully pulling me on top of him.
“I want your weight on me, Perry. I need it.” He thrusted himself against me, the slickness of his precum gliding along my dick. I shuddered; knew I was leaking too.
Peyton moved behind me, the lube in his hands. I heard thesnickof the cap before everything became a haze of lust. Dominic pressed his lips to mine, his tongue demanding entrance. Peyton spread one of my cheeks wider and traced a lubed finger to my hole, where he drew small circles over it, causing me to buck my hips against Dominic.
I tried to focus on Dominic, how good he felt beneath me. But I couldn’t for long because Peyton started working a finger inside me. He didn’t do more than move it slightly, curving it, until I felt what I could only describe as lightning shooting through my body as a jolt of pleasure so strong had me crying out and arching my back.
Dominic chuckled beneath me. “Bingo.”
Peyton stroked that spot a couple more times before I had to yell at him to stop or I was going to come, which I wasn’t even close to being ready for. I didn’t want this to be over too fast. Though with the way my dick ached, it might have been a foregone conclusion.
“I’m going to give you another one, baby. Try to relax. I need to stretch you. I promise it will be worth it.” If what he already did to me was anything like being fucked, I would enjoy it immensely.
Pressing against my hole, he slowly pushed another finger in. This time it burned. Stretching was an understatement.
Dominic stroked my face, down to my chest. He rubbed his dick against mine then took us both in hand to jerk us. “You’re doing so good, Mr. Altair.” Holy fuck, he broke out the sexy voice. I loved when he did that. It got me hot all over.
“That’s it,” Peyton crooned from behind me.
