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Father’s fingers spread my ass more. “Keep him wide open for me, Sweet Boy. I’m ready to enter him. And no thrusting until I’m inside. In fact, you won’t have to do much moving at all. Let me do most of the work.”

“Yes, sir.”

Ryder held my ass as wide as he could as Father lined up the head of his cock. While he guessed what I wanted, this was the first time for either of us doing double penetration. Father wasn’t small, so I worried whether he would fit, but with a lot of lube and slowly working himself in, he, hopefully, could do it.

My ass stretched, almost impossibly. It burned, too, but I’d expected it.

It took an excruciatingly long time to get fully seated in me, but Father did it. He actually did it.

Ryder was panting from the tightness, and his eyes had slammed shut. Hell, I was panting, too, never having felt so full in my life. I loved every fucking second of it. This was perfect. Both of my gorgeous men, deep inside me.

Being sandwiched between two men, all I could do was lie there, rest my head on Ryder’s shoulder as he held me, and let Father do all the work. He thrust in and out, dragging his cock over Ryder’s, who groaned each time, Father’s piercing no doubt grazing over it.

“Jesus,” Father rasped. “So fucking tight, and feeling our sweet boy’s cock against mine… We’re going to have to do this again sometime. God, Precious. Your hole was made for both of us. We fit inside you so perfectly.”

All I could do was nod, so hot and so out of breath. It was a lot… almost too much, but I was at home. I belonged right here, right now. We became one hot, steamy, sweaty sandwich.

My prostate was so stimulated I could barely contain myself while leaking all over poor Ryder. The pressure was building and building. All I had to do was let go. To let it just happen.

Then the pressure exploded, and I suddenly came all over Ryder without my cock being touched, other than gliding a little over his abs.

When I cried out and clenched down on my guys, Ryder and Father grunted at the same time.

“Holy fuck… that’s tight. You’re strangling my cock, baby,” Ryder hissed.

“Jesus… fuck… I can’t hold back…”

Father was the first to come, which was a first in general since he was so good at holding back and controlling his body. His fingers dug into my hips as he sputtered and thrust out of sync. Then it was Ryder’s turn. His eyes closed, and his mouth opened in a silent cry before he went limp.

Father fell on top of me, slipping out of my hole, and Ryder’s cock slid out of me, followed by their mingled cum. I felt so empty inside but so full of their love and passion as we lay there like a pile of overcooked, limp noodles.

“We’re so doing that again,” Father rasped, which put a huge smile on my face.

“I’m not sure my cock can take a second time,” Ryder whined. “But fuck me, that was… that felt so damn good, I think my brain shorted out.”

That made me laugh.

“Thank you for that,” I said, my eyes shut, resting my head on Ryder’s shoulder as my heart still beat too fast. “You’re both my everything.”

That led to my guys peppering me all over with kisses.

Chapter 31

Knox

Epilogue

May-AnotherThreeMonths Later

Ryder came rushing into my office, waving a piece of paper around with a huge smile on his face. Every time I see one of my boys smile like that, it makes my heart beat faster.

“Look at what I got!” he said.

Finn was lying on the leather sofa, scrolling through his phone. He instantly sat up with Ryder’s excitement. My poor guy had been so bored since he stopped modeling. We really needed to find him something he would enjoy.

Ryder reached my desk and slammed the paper down. I took it and looked at the little drawing, instantly knowing what it meant. My heart beat even faster, my lungs constricted, and the oxygen was filled with pure joy.

It was a sketch of three wedding rings bound together.

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