Page 134 of Their Wicked Ways

“Holy fuck,” he muttered when his thighs brushed my ass. “Jesus.”

“Feel good?” Ez asked, a teasing lilt to his voice, as he climbed onto the bed with us.

“So good.” Jett dragged in a breath and rocked his hips, dragging his cockhead over my prostate at the perfect angle.

“You still want my ass?” Ez asked.

“Yeah.” Jett moved faster, slinging into me. “Give it to me.”

“Lean back a bit,” Ez instructed.

Jett did, giving Ez enough room to kneel with my head between his thighs, his dick over my face, and his ass in front of Jett’s waiting mouth.

Ez wasn’t the type to get on his knees for anyone, but Jett wasn’t just anyone.

He was ours.

Hopefully.

Jett’s groan stopped me from getting lost in thought. I watched hungrily as Jett swiped his tongue over Ez’s hole, his hips never slowing as he fucked me like he had all the time and stamina in the world.

“You want a taste, my sweet?” Ez ran one hand through my hair.

Leaning up, I fit my mouth around his cockhead and sucked hard as he rocked his hips, pushing back against Jett’s tongue and pushing into my mouth with each small thrust.

I closed my eyes, letting myself float away on the sensations of being used and locked together with my men.

“Do you want to come like this?” Ez asked, his voice strained and a bit high-pitched. “What do you want, Jett?”

I blinked my eyes open, coming back to reality and trying to shake off the haze of subspace floating around me.

Jett pulled his face out of Ez’s ass. “Fuck me while I fuck him. Please. Make us come.”

Ez’s cock disappeared from my mouth. Needing more, I tugged Jett down against me. He came willingly, blanketing me and reaching between our bodies to stroke my cock.

“Do you want me to wear a condom?” Ez asked when he was behind Jett.

“No.”

I didn’t see when Ez sank inside Jett’s willing body, but I knew it happened by the blissed-out expression on Jett’s face and how he rocked over me in a hurried, clipped pace.

Ez stood behind him, tall and proud and gorgeous, gripping his hips and fucking him harder and harder until the bed shook beneath us and the headboard banged against the wall.

Every thrust forced Jett to move inside me, and I sank deeper and deeper into the pleasure of being fucked by both of them.

“Are you close, Wes?” Ez asked gruffly, his pace punishing.

“Yeah,” I ground out.

Jett sped up his hand, stroking me at the perfect pace.

“Come for me, boys. Come now.”

My body obeyed his harsh command, my orgasm hitting with the speed and force of a wrecking ball. I arched into Jett as white-hot desire and pleasure exploded out of me, and I shot between our bodies.

Jett fell on me with a strangled cry, slamming inside me one more time as he came just as hard, spilling deep inside me.

My heart and chest squeezed as warmth filled me, and I couldn’t help thinking about the load Ez was leaving inside Jett as he came with a feral cry, nearly at the same time as Jett, our pleasure connecting the three of us.

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