Page 30 of A Season Of Sin

“Fuck,” I groan, stretching my arms out at my sides and looking around to orient myself.

Jace chuckles and nudges my side. “You did good.”

I did good?

You mean, I took his cock?

Christ. That really happened.

Lolling my head to the side, I half-ass glare at the hot, naked man with pecs so juicy I wanna sink my teeth in and leave a mark. A forever mark. “You fucked my ass. I… I don’t like that.”

“You needed it,” he says, rubbing the top of my thigh before slipping closer and cupping my balls.

Lifting my boneless arm off the floor, I poke his pec. “You don’t know that.”

Slipping his hand down a bit further, he grazes my back door. It opens right up for him when he glides a single digit inside. “You came, didn’t you? You didn’t stop me or say no.”

My legs spread of their own volition, to give him space to touch me. “I… I guess I didn’t…”

A sudden twinge at my asshole is an odd yet pleasant reminder of what happened. It’s wet there. Jace definitely came inside me. “You came.”

“Oh. Yeah.” He grins. “I sure as hell did. I held it back the entire time, waiting to see when you’d finally let go. Once your ass strangled me, I was filling you when you came.”

“We came at the same time?”

“Yeah. I guess we kinda did. Huh?” He chuckles.

I look to Gracie. “I’m sorry I made out with Jace last night. I… I’m sorry.”

She rolls her eyes. “Both of you have said that to me. You just fucked me and ate me, Wolf. I promise I don’t feel left out.”

I reach out to her and fold her hand in mine. “I love the smell of your pussy. We should bottle it and spray it on my pillow at night.”

She laughs, but her nose crinkles up in disgust. “Ew.”

“I’m sorry your cock sucking and Jace’s ass fuckin’ kept me from getting you off again.”

Slapping my pec, Gracie rolls her eyes again, good-naturedly. “Don’t apologize for that. That’s silly.”

“Well. I like you. I like… you both.” Driving the sentiment home, my asshole squeezes around Jace’s intrusion.

Jace’s cheeks pink as Gracie says, “We like you too, obviously.”

“Oh. Yeah. You do, huh? Then maybe you should give me a kiss. Don’t ya think?” I crook a finger at Gracie to come and give me some attention.

“Oh. That’s such a hardship. Whatever will I do?” Grinning, the rabbit leans down and kisses me, a simple peck, which I’m not having. I grip the back of her head, and I kiss her like she deserves, tongue and all. Once we’re done, we’re both left panting, and I’m hard all over again.

Flushed down her neck, Gracie fans her face as I sit up on my elbow and gently slap my cock. “Christ. I haven’t gotten up this fast since my early twenties.”

Removing his finger, Jace grins and is the first to get off the hallway floor. He helps Gracie up, then me. He hooks his arms around our shoulders and drags us into the kitchen, where he seats us at the table, washes his hands, and gathers coffee and food for us to eat after our marathon.

“So…” Jace says around a bite of food.

Legs spread wide, I melt into my chair, sip my hot caramel coffee, and sigh. “So what?” I prompt.

“Are we doin’ this?”He gestures between the three of us with his half-eaten toast.

“Doin’ what?”