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“Zander.” Scotty held out a hand. “Come.”
This wasn’t an invite Zander had expected when Scotty first turned that gun on him or when he’d recognized just who’d ended up taking Scotty’s bullet instead. But there was no place else he wanted to be.
So he got into the bed and they moved apart, fluidly, in sync, making space for him in the middle. Then they converged on him and Zander let go. He didn’t know whose tongue he was sucking on at any given moment, whose ass he squeezed, or whose hand trailed down his chest to cup his erection. It didn’t matter. At that moment, they were his.
Those two men were his and he would enjoy them. He would take what they offered with no restraint. He owed himself that. They all three deserved that.
Lips closed around his dick and his eyes flew open. “Fuck!” The curse burst out of him and he glanced down. Scotty was between his thighs, eyes closed, lips stretched around Zander’s girth. “Goddamn, baby.” Zander fisted the younger man’s hair, yanking. Scotty moaned and the sound zinged up Zander’s length.
Fuck. He was on the verge of coming and they’d hardly done anything. Vince grabbed Zander’s jaw, turning his head and taking his mouth, tongue sliding in and twisting around Zander’s, swallowing his groan when Scotty deep-throated him.
Oh yeah.
His thighs trembled under the onslaught of pleasure and Vince kept kissing him, sucking on his bottom lip and then biting. Not a gentle nip either, but a goddamn bite that tightened Zander’s balls and had his hips bucking.
Scotty choked around him, easing back, and Zander tore his mouth from Vince, tightening his grip on Scotty’s hair. “Nah, baby,” he growled at Scotty. “Don’t run from it. Keep that fucking throat right there. Let me stroke it for you while you choke on it for me.”
Vince’s ragged whimper hit Zander low in the gut.
He circled his hips, then pressed up into Scotty’s mouth, sinking deep. Scotty’s lashes fluttered and his eyes filled with tears. Fuck, how could that sight get Zander even harder?
“Do it. Cry for me.” He thrust in and out. In again and then he paused…holding himself as far down Scotty’s throat as he could go. “Pretty motherfucker, gon’ head and shed tears for this dick.”
Vince kept whimpering, and the back of Scotty’s throat felt as if it were collapsing around Zander’s cock. The pleasure was…insane.
Shit. Releasing Scotty’s hair, Zander grabbed Vince and told him, “I want that ass in my face while the both of you suck me off.”
Looking sex-drunk, Vince did as ordered, straddling Zander’s chest, ass in his face, lengthening his spine until he was breathing against Zander’s pubes.
“The two of you, go ahead and put in work on that dick.” He licked his lips and hauled Vince’s ass closer with a hand on each ass cheek. Cheeks he spread apart. Then he stuck his tongue out and dragged it down Vince’s taint.
Vince bucked, crying out. Zander circled his hips, lifting his ass off the bed. Two pairs of lips on him and an ass in his face, Vince’s taste already on his tongue, his balls and wet dick knocking against Zander’s chin.
Was this what heaven felt like?
Because he didn’t think anything could be better.
But then someone’s finger found his hole and circled it and pushed in…“Unghh.” He forgot he was supposed to be getting smothered under Vince’s firm ass and widened his legs, granting permission for whoever was finger-fucking him to take it all.
Whatever either of those men wanted, he would give, if they kept feeding his ass those digits.
He stabbed the tip of his stiffened tongue into Vince’s ass and the muscles clenched around him. One of them sucked his cock head while the other dragged their tongue up and down Zander’s length. Zander’s toes curled, and his muscles tightened. He was?—
“Mmm, fuck!” The orgasm ripped from him before he’d even had the chance to acknowledge its presence, stars bursting behind his eyelids. He pistoned his hips off the bed, thrusting into whoever was sucking him and swallowing his cum, as he rode the heated wave, ass clenching around the finger inside him.
Saliva rolled down the length of his shaft and dripped onto his balls, into his hole, and those fingers—two now—dipped farther into him, stretching, burning. He dug his teeth into Vince’s left ass cheek and Vince bucked on top of him, crying out his name, mouth lifting off Zander.
The fingers inside Zander retreated. Hell nah.
“Put those fingers back,” Zander rasped while he still had all his faculties. “Get me loose because both your dicks need to fit inside me.” He stared down at the two men who looked as if they’d stopped breathing at his words. “At the same time.”
Scotty sat back on his haunches, wiping his face with the back of his hand. The tang of Zander’s cum sat on his taste buds, making them pop, and his mouth watered for more.
This was the first time he felt wanted. The first time he felt he was having sex for the right reasons. Most of his encounters had been transactional in some way. But Zander and Vince weren’t like that. They saw him, all of him. And they wanted him. That knowledge, more than anything else, kept his dick hard and aching.
Rising into a crouch, he knee-walked up to where Zander lay, expression soft yet edged with arousal. Zander held his arms wide, encouraging Scotty and Vince to go to him, and they did, Scotty sinking into Zander’s right side while Vince took the left.
Zander’s large hand settled on Scotty’s naked ass, kneading, and Vince’s leg slid along Scotty’s. This was the weirdest, most thrilling thing he’d ever been a part of. And he loved it. Loved it even more when Zander grabbed his jaw and kissed him, tongue stabbing into his mouth as if Zander was desperate for him, desperate to taste him. Then Vince was there, joining in, making their kiss a three-way thing. Scotty had fucked multiple people at one time before, but he’d been high out of his mind most of the time and barely remembered any of it.
