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Gray forced himself to sit still while Mason bent over him and pushed up the T-shirt he put on after his shower. He wanted to run his hands through Mason’s hair, then slide them down his back and cup his ass. God, he was so fucking hot. Gray breathed deep and Mason smelled so good, slightly sweaty like he’d been working out but also sweet like a cinnamon roll.
Cinnamon rolls? Gray took another slow breath. The house smelled like cinnamon rolls. He looked up at Jack. “Did you make…” The words cinnamon rolls never came out because Mason knelt and cupped Gray’s cock. Just like that, he was hard as hell and ready to go.
Mason grinned. “I think he’s recovering.”
“I thought you were undressing me, not teasing me.”
Jack laughed. “Yes, he certainly is more like himself.”
Gray growled at him.
“Gray, tell me if I’m wrong, if this isn’t what you need.”
Jack wasn’t wrong, and it was ridiculous for Gray to fight what he craved. While he loved taking charge in bed, doling out punishment and torment that would make Jack and Mason writhe with pleasure, there were times when he needed to be the one who was held down and fucked. He shook his head. “You’re not wrong. I want to be fucked and I—” He looked down at Mason and then back at Jack. “I want you to tie me up.”
Jack’s eyes widened. “Are you sure? Did Whittaker…?”
Gray nodded. “Yeah, he restrained me, but having you do it instead will help. I need to be restrained by someone who loves me to help erase the memory.”
Jack kissed him gently, and Mason nuzzled the crease of his thigh. “Then that’s what you’ll get as long as you swear you’ll tell us immediately if you need to be freed.”
Gray didn’t think he would, but he understood Jack’s hesitation. “I swear.”
Gray lifted his hips so Mason could slide his sweats and boxers over his ass. Mason stared at Gray’s exposed cock, lust clear in his eyes, but he didn’t touch it, and he sure as fuck didn’t take it down his throat like Gray wanted. It was all Gray could do to keep from ordering him to.
Gray glanced up. Jack was grinning at him, obviously understanding how hard waiting was for him. “I’m making the decisions tonight,” Jack said. “That will be easier for you once we’ve got you tied up.”
Mason tapped one of Gray’s legs, and Gray lifted it so Mason could remove his shoe and sock. He did the same on the other side. Gray was fully naked now but Jack and Mason were still in their shorts and T-shirts, which made him feel way too exposed.
Mason stood then, so close their bodies were almost touching. Gray’s cock reached for him, desperate for friction.
Gray turned to look at Jack, and Jack cupped his cheek, stroking it with his thumb. “You can do this because you want to… and we want to give you what you need, just like always.”
“Always,” Mason echoed when Gray looked back at him.
“Mason, go get some rope,” Jack ordered.
“And a cock ring?” Mason asked, a wicked note in his voice.
“Oh yes, that too.”
Gray made a strangled noise. His mind fought against the plan for him to be stretched out, tied, unable to come, but his cock was semi-hard, interested but wary. Exhaustion and the occasional flashes of fear were keeping him from being able to relax. But he felt more himself than when he’d walked in the door. Jack and Mason would be able to make him forget the hell he’d been through, at least for a little while.
“Stop thinking so much. I can see you doing it,” Jack said.
Gray sighed. “I’ll try.”
“Don’t try, just let go and trust us.”
Mason returned with lengths of black rope. “Arms over your head,” he commanded, not waiting for Jack to say anything.
Gray glared at him.
“You’re not going to make this easy, are you?” Jack asked.
“Did you really think I would?”
Jack smiled. “Not for a second.”
