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Matt stroked the strong jaw. “Thank you. I’ll do my best so you won’t regret the offer.”

Sadness dashed across Avir’s expression. “I’ll do my best to help you understand I never could, no matter what.”

He kissed Matt. At the same instant, Masok slid inside him, and craving swamped Matt again, erasing momentary doubt.

Masok’s lovemaking was slow, but no less exciting than Kom had been. He shifted and ground in slow circles against Matt’s ass, learning where pressure felt best. Each thrust sent ecstasy dashing up Matt’s spine. Masok kissed and gently bit his legs as he delivered long, sure strokes and caressed his balls.

Avir held Matt in the secure circle of his arm. The intermittent strokes followed by his uncompromising grip at the base of his cock kept him at the verge of release while thwarting it. His kisses were hot and demanding, leaving Matt gasping.

“I have to come,” he whimpered as desire turned aching.

“Soon.” Avir nipped his earlobe. Even the sting heightened need.

“Will you let me when you fuck me?”

Cat-slitted pupils grew so the Dramok’s eyes appeared black, but for tiny crescents of purple on the edges. His spicy arousal scent intensified. “I’d love for you to come while I’m inside you.”

Matt resolved to hold on, though the need to climax escalated by the second. Especially when Kom crawled close and licked the crown of Matt’s cock. If not for Avir clenching tight, he would have lost control at the lingering lap of the Nobek’s rough tongue.

As his desperate cries heightened, Masok rocked against him quicker, grinding deliciously. Avir kissed him with devouring hunger, which intensified Matt’s passion. He was loved thoroughly, and he reeled at the incredible sensations he’d only imagined existed.

Masok slammed in his ass and groaned. Wetness escaped to warm Matt’s buttocks as the Imdiko released, his and Kom’s earlier lust overflowing. Matt shuddered with restrained yearning, held at bay by Avir’s iron clasp.

It was Masok’s turn to splay on the floor, bliss softening his handsome features.

Kom took Avir’s place, clutching the base of Matt’s cock as the Dramok moved in position. He pressed into Matt, uttering a grateful sigh while Kom kissed what his large hand didn’t cover.

Matt grasped the Nobek’s shoulder and the back of the lounger as Avir pumped, feeding his primary deep, his thick girth rubbing ferocious pressure to Matt’s cumspot. His legs, propped against Avir’s chest and shoulders, kicked as the need to climax doubled. He no longer cared about waiting for his lover to reach ecstasy. He wanted to come immediately, and his palm slammed Kom’s shoulder repeatedly.

“Now!” he shouted. “Now!”

“Soon,” Avir groaned. His groin slapped an enthusiastic tattoo against Matt’s ass. “Fuck, this feels good.”

“You wouldn’t think we’d already gotten off today.” Masok’s chuckle drifted at the edge of Matt’s consciousness. “Hell, I might be up for another round before long.”

“No ‘might’ about it where I’m concerned,” Kom paused long enough to growl. “Beautiful man isn’t going to walk straight for a week when I’m done.”

“Now,” Matt moaned. “Please, now.”

“Almost.” Avir gasped between each rapid-fire thrust. “Definitely doing this again, slower. Can’t hold off this time.”

Still gripping, licking, and kissing, Kom caressed Matt’s balls. Matt screeched in agonized need. “Now, damn it, now!”

“Hearing you beg makes me hot,” Kom snarled through a vicious grin. “We’re so far from done, even after you come.”

“Ah. Okay. Okay. Let him, Kom, Oh!” Avir’s face squeezed tight in effort as his head fell back.

Kom released his clasp as his mouth sheathed Matt to the base. The world went white. Rapture blasted the length of Matt’s cock as he came and came and came, the strength of the wracking spasms bowing his back.

When it was over, he was limp. He was gutted in a wonderful way, all tension erased, every muscle lax.

Avir eased out of him, looking similarly relaxed. “Look at the cum leaking from our pretty man. It’s a beautiful sight.”

“I say we give him more.” Kom was on his feet and leaning to pick Matt up. “Sleeping room next.”

Incapable of the strength or desire to resist, Matt made no protest as he was carried down the hall.

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