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“Watch your step,” Zeke's voice filters through my ears and I stumble as I take a step up. “Ok, stop.”
Cole's hands skim my back as he drags them to the back of my head and unties the blindfold. As the fabric falls from my face, I look ahead and I’m dumbfounded. Confused. I don’t understand.
“What is this?” I ask.
“It’s ours,” Cole beams.
“It’s what you always needed, baby boy. It’s home.”
My eyes span the front of a large, two story home with white siding, slate gray shutters, and a matching front door.
“You? I…”
“You and Zeke aren’t the only ones who can buy things,” Cole winks.
“Can I…?”
“Go on,” Zeke answers.
Brushing past them both, I fling open the front door and spin in a circle as I look around the foyer, complete with vaulted ceilings and a center staircase. Running up the steps, I reach the top and open several doors before finding myself in the master bedroom. The only room that appears to be furnished.
A large, king-sized bed sits in the center of the room against the wall, draped in navy blue bedding, with pillows scattered against the headboard. The floor creaks and when I spin around, Cole and Zeke are entering the room behind me, stripping bare, one item of clothing at a time.
“What are you waiting for, little heathen?” Cole breathes, “We figured we would christen our new room.”
“Yeah. So strip,” Zeke demands, and I waste no time ripping every article of clothing from my body as though it were on fire and I needed it all removed before the flames burnt me alive.
“Fuck, you listen so well baby boy,” Zeke croons as he steps into me, sliding his hand around my throat, drumming his index finger against my pulse. “Now spin around and put your hands on the bed.”
I spin around quickly, bending over and extending my hands across the soft cotton comforter. Cole moves behind me, kicking my legs out to the side, making space as he kneels between my thighs.
“His ass is so fucking perfect, isn’t it, boy toy?”
“So perfect,” his warm breath scatters across my naked backside, sending goosebumps crawling across my flesh.
“Get him nice and wet for us,” Zeke demands, and nearly immediately, Cole’s hands slide between my cheeks, pulling them apart.
His warm tongue trails from my balls up to my tight hole, and a gasp falls from my lips as he begins to swirl circles around the rim. I’m seeing stars as my every nerve ending tingles, making my cock drip between my legs. What starts out soft and slow, quickly becomes messy, needy. Cole groans against my sensitive flesh as he licks, slurps, and nibbles, driving me out of my mind with desire. Slipping his tongue inside of me, he eats my ass like it’s the most delicious thing he’s ever tasted, and he just can’t get enough.
“Mmm, you need to come yet Riot?” Zeke asks, and I feel his fingers walking up my back.
“Yes, yes, please let me come.”
“Cole, stop.”
Just like that, Cole pulls away and I’m left feeling like I’m standing on the edge of the cliff and just as I was about to fall over, I was yanked away.
The familiar click of a bottle cap makes me smile just before cool lube drips down between my cheeks. My cock throbs at the anticipation. The waiting. The not knowing what my men have up their sleeve.
“We’re gonna make a fucking mess out of you, baby boy,” Zeke hisses, and I feel him step behind me, nudging his cock between my cheeks. “You like it rough and messy don’t you?”
I nod my head feverishly, at a complete and total loss for words. I love it when Zeke fucks me like a toy instead of taking his time, but he never does it enough. He’s too worried about prepping me to take him. But this time, he’s going to do it. He’s going to give me what I fucking crave.
“Mmmmmmfuck,” I moan as his head pushes past the tight ring of muscle, filling me with his perfect dick.
“Fuck yes,” he groans as he presses forward until he’s completely seated inside of me. “I’m not making love to you baby. I’m going to fuck you hard, and fast until you’re begging to come. Do you hear me?”
“Yes, yes, yes,” I chant as he begins pumping in and out of me. Increasing his pace, thrusting faster, harder, just like he promised me he would.
