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“Fuck,” Dexen rasped out.
“I think we should both fuck him,” I said. “Me then you or vice versa.”
JJ moaned. “Maybe you could come inside him then as you slip out, I’ll take my turn. You’ll get him nice and slick for me. We can both mark him as ours.”
“Are you up for it, Dex? Do you want us to own you?”
“You two are going to destroy me,” he muttered, pressing his face into the pillow.
“Maybe that’s what you need,” JJ replied.
Dexen shuddered out a breath. “Do whatever you want. Just… just don’t let me go.” I wished I could have seen his eyes when he said it, but I’d take his words alone. This wasn’t easy for him. He was making progress, letting us in a bit at a time.
“Never,” I told him.
JJ kissed his shoulder and threaded his fingers with mine. “You’re ours. There’s no one else, nowhere else we’d rather be.”
21
JJ
This couldn’t be like the other times I was with Dexen. What he needed tonight was more. More than a quick fuck. More than getting off. More than just our bodies. We had to make Dexen understand he was ours through and through. That he could trust us with his heart. He already gave us his body and while that was glorious, I wanted the beating organ in his chest which he’d said there wasn’t much left of.
It wasn’t just him though. It was Greer too. Greer who’d wanted a relationship and didn’t get it until I entered the picture. Greer who was the biggest marshmallow of a man on the inside, who deserved everything good in life.
And maybe it was for me too because fuck, I wanted this, wantedthem. Not just in body but in soul too. We told Dexen we’d never let him go. That went for Greer too. Hopefully they wouldn’t release me either.
I came off as a hard ass most of the time. I had to in the world I was raised in. Weakness was met with violence. My dad never lifted a hand to me, but I’d watched him countless times hurt other people, threaten them, order someone else to raise their gun and shoot. It was a violent life. Love left when my mom’s heart stopped beating.
I had a shot at that love again, different this time, but love. The urge to grab them both, to bruise their flesh with how tightly I’d hold them, was strong. Because if they walked away, there’d be nothing left of me. I wasn’t any better off than Dexen, I just trusted easier. I gave second chances. Beneath his tough exterior, Dexen was as broken as I was, except he took longer to heal. Greer talking to him the way he did, I wouldn’t have thought to do the same. They were the perfect words from the sweetest lips.
It was why the three of us worked. I could have been with Greer and been happy, but there would have been a space there, a hole where Dexen belonged. Dexen and I could have tried again, though for how long on our own was anyone’s guess. Greer was the glue holding the three of us together. We had to hold him in return.
Lifting myself off of Dexen, I tugged on his shoulder to roll him over while Greer slid to the side to make room. I barely gave Dexen a chance to breathe before I leaned down and captured his lips with mine. It wasn’t as punishing but just as intense. My tongue swept into his mouth, eliciting a firestorm of sensation within me. One taste of Dexen did that. He consumed me without even trying.
We were missing someone though.
I broke our kiss and lifted my head to find Greer on his back beside us, cock in hand, his big arm flexing. Goddamn, he was a vision.
“Greer, can you lie on your side, facing us?” I asked. “Dex, I want you on your side too, your back to Greer’s chest.”
Dexen was lust drunk peering up at me, his hair a wild mess, but he did as I asked. Greer took Dexen’s hip in his hand and pulled him flush against his body. I loved the way Greer’s cock fit between Dexen’s cheeks.
I lay on my side as well, facing them both. We surrounded Dexen, put him in the middle where we could both touch him, let him know we were here.
“We need to prep our man,” I said softly, lifting Dexen’s leg to my hip to give Greer better access.
The nightstand drawer opened and closed. Thesnickof the cap was the only noise I heard before the moan that worked up Dexen’s throat as Greer put his finger to him. My eyes remained on Dexen. I held him there, let him see everything I felt without using words.
Lifting my hand, I brushed it over Dexen’s jaw to his bottom lip, up his cheek and to his brow. I’d always thought he was gorgeous. The years had treated him well.
There were moments like this when I had to remind myself it was real. I loved Dexen deeply back then. Fuck, I fell so hard and fast for him, but then there was so much anger. Betrayal for going back on his promise. I understood it better now. It didn’t hurt like it used to. Greer helped me see things differently. How Dexen didn’t hurt me because he didn’t care about me. He did it because he loved me. We both ruined us back then. I wouldn’t make the same mistake again. The way Dexen was openly watching me, I didn’t think he would either.
“Kiss me, Jordan,” he whispered.
I shifted closer until there was no room separating us and brought my lips to his, careful not to jostle him and what Greer was doing. I licked Dexen’s lips, invaded his mouth, tried to get him to let go of everything but what we were doing to him. He moaned and clutched my hip, his stiff cock pressed alongside mine. I rutted against him, not to get off yet but to feel the hardness of him, to drive us closer to the edge.
“You ready for me?” Greer asked, breaking apart our kiss.
