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“Lane, but he’ll be okay. He just needs time to heal.”

“Oh, thank fuck.” Hartley dropped his forehead to Jordan’s chest. “I worried they were going to kill him.”

“They might have. No way to tell. We got there in timethough. I’ll tell you about it later. Not the gory details but what we found out. I want to hold you both and touch you. Remind myself we’re safe in our home.” Jordan relaxed onto the rug like it was as comfortable as our bed. Tahoe took that as an invitation to bathe Jordan’s face with licks, which he rarely got to do. “Come on,” Jordan growled and sat up, taking Hartley with him. “I’m not going to get drooled on by a dog when I just showered. If anyone is licking me, it will be you two.” Jordan got to his feet and told Tahoe to go see Barry, who called him over.

Hartley stood with a smile. “Fuck, I’m glad you’re back. They’re dead, right? We don’t have to worry about them anymore?”

“No, you don’t. And if the cops ask, you have no idea what happened except for what Lane will tell you. I’ll fill you in on that too, later. Right now, I want you both upstairs, in bed, and I want to be buried in one of you.”

“How about you’re both buried in me?” I asked, feeling like it was the right time to try taking them both inside me. It would hurt but I was more than ready to be that connected to them at the same time.

34

HARTLEY

My dick led me out of Vail’s kitchen and upstairs to our home, more specifically, our bedroom. Thank fuck Ava wasn’t home because I didn’t think any of us were going to be quiet. Two of us buried inside Vail? I sent up a thank you to whatever deity was listening.

I was the first one naked, left to stare at the other two fully clothed. “How are you still dressed? Aren’t you as excited about this as I am?” It was going to be deliciously tight, and I couldn’t wait until I could bury myself inside Vail.

Vail started taking his clothes off while Jordan took a more leisurely route.

“I don’t know who you’re trying to fool,” I said to him. “You’re as hard as steel in those pants. They hide nothing.”

It was one of my favorite parts of them. They were the best when my men wore no underwear beneath them. With Ava in the house, that rarely happened. Jordan had on boxer briefs. I didn’t blame him, given he had to walk around the building.

He tsked. It was such an odd sound coming from him. “You’re impatient.”

“And you’re home safe and sound, as is everyone else except Lane, who will be soon. I have a whole hell of a lot to celebrate and we’re going to do it with our dicks. Now get with the program.” Why did I sound like I should be coaching sports? I would be terrible at that job.

Grabbing the lube, I lay on the bed and figured it would be easier if Vail straddled me and I sank in first. Then Jordan could climb on from behind. But Jordan had other plans, of course.

Once I was nice and slicked up, Jordan told Vail to bend over the bed and started working him open. I propped myself up on my elbows, so I had a front row seat for Vail’s eyes slipping closed as he rocked on Jordan’s fingers.

“That’s it, baby,” Jordan praised. “Once I have you ready, I want you to lower yourself onto Hart while facing me. You’re going to lean back and brace yourself so I can enter you while you face me.”

Any other day I might have complained about not getting face time with Vail, but I just spent hours with him and Jordan didn’t. I’d give him this. I was generous like that.

Jordan pulled his fingers out and lightly tapped Vail on the ass. “Get into position. I’m going to work you open more while Hart’s buried in you.” A little bit of precum seeped out of the tip of my dick at his words. Jordan could read a legal document, and I’d get hard listening to him.

My hands went to Vail’s hips to guide him down. Dear god, he was so damn hot. He was made for us. Every part of him called to Jordan and me. When I was younger, I knew. I crushed on him because there was something special about him. Plus, he was beautiful. Now, I got to have Vail like I’d always dreamed of, only it was better because I knew him as an adult, and he knew me the same. Add in Jordan and it wasperfect. My teenage self would have lived in a permanent state of arousal had I known this was where I would end up. I would have come morning, noon, and night.

Jordan climbed onto the bed. I felt the mattress dip more than saw him. I couldn’t see a thing past Vail’s muscular back. The way his arms flexed and the muscles in his back did the same, I would have licked him if I could have.

“That’s it,” Jordan whispered. “Now lean back while supporting yourself. I want a view of your sexy hole.”

Vail did as Jordan asked. What I didn’t expect was to feel Jordan’s tongue glide over my dick to Vail’s ass. It sent a full body shiver through me.

“Oh my god, do that again,” I begged. When he didn’t, I whimpered.

The fucker had the balls to chuckle. “If I keep doing it, you’re going to come before I get inside Vail with you.”

“I have a good rebound rate. Let’s test it.” I was always up for multiple orgasms.

Then Jordan’s fingers were there, edging around my dick to push in alongside me. If Vail was going to be able to take both of us without us really hurting him, he had to be stretched properly. Thankfully, Jordan was doing it. While I wouldn’t ever want to hurt Vail, my patience was nonexistent right now. If it wasn’t for Vail’s weight on me, I would be fucking up into him like a crazed man.

Jordan took his time, running his fingers around Vail’s opening, giving a sinful glide against my dick. Why must he torture me?

“Please,” Vail panted. “I can’t take much more.”

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