Page 38 of Going Deep


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“I’m fine.”

“The fuck you are.” Mason pulled him down for a kiss, as if wanting to temper his cutting tone. It started gentle, but quickly turned rough, demanding, angry. Gray let Mason assault his mouth. In fact, he fucking loved it, because anger was something he could work with. Maybe one day he’d figure out how to handle softer emotions like a fucking grown-up, but right now this was exactly what he needed.

Mason pulled back and Gray gave him the look that always got him hard, a look of arrogant dominance, a look that said Mason was in a lot of fucking trouble. “I want you in the middle of this bed on your back right fucking now.”

Gray moved so Mason could position himself as asked, but Mason hesitated. For just a second, Gray thought he’d done the wrong thing and Mason was still truly angry, then Mason licked his lips. “Yes, sir.”

“What are you going to do to him?” Jack asked.

“Edge him until he’s losing his fucking mind.” That was one of Mason’s favorite kinks.

Jack grinned. “That’s just what he needs. He’s worried about you, about us. He needs something to take his mind off of it.”

“Yeah. He’s right, though.”

Mason made a strangled noise.

“Did you just agree with us?” Jack asked.

“Never. Now go get some rope to tie our boy up.”

Jack saluted. “Yes, sir.”

Mason shimmied on the bed. “Mmmm, rope.”

Gray scowled at him. “I don’t need two cheeky boys to deal with.”

“Yes. You do.”

He did, and thank God he had ones that put up with his shit.

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“Put your arms over your head,” Gray ordered Mason when Jack returned. “If you’re good, your legs stay free. If not, I’ll get a spreader bar.” He turned to Jack. “Tie his wrists.”

“With pleasure.”

Mason sank his teeth into his lower lip and whimpered. Gray stepped closer. He reached down and pinched both of Mason’s nipples, making him gasp. Then he waited for sensation to subside and let Mason concentrate on Jack tying his wrists to the bed.

Jack secured one wrist, but before he wrapped the rope around the other, he nuzzled the pulse point and then flicked his tongue across it, making Mason jerk.

Gray watched, utterly mesmerized. His cock was so hard he’d need to take the edge off before he could play with Mason the way he wanted to. When Jack had Mason fully tied, Gray took his arm and pulled him away from the bed. “Go get a few ice packs,” he whispered.

Jack’s eyes sparkled. “Yes, sir.”

“When you get back, I want your ass.”

Jack’s quick intake of breath showed his surprise. “Y-you do?”

“Yes, I want him to watch. Now go.”

Jack scurried out of the room, and Gray turned back to Mason, who looked a little nervous about what they were planning.

Gray sat on the side of the bed and wrapped his hand around Mason’s cock. “What do you want?”

“I…”

“Answer me, boy.” Gray squeezed him with a firm grip and slid his hand over the head just the way Mason loved it.

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