Page 116 of Mysteries, Menace, and Mates

Seth came over and took a spot on Brick’s lap, wrapping his arms around Aric. “Why are you so hard on yourself? No one here thinks you’re weak. How many others would have the balls to climb into Brick’s duffel?”

“And throw up?” Aric countered.

“Think on something for me, would you?” Seth patted their mate’s broad chest. “Brick is a wall. He defends people. And while I’m not exactly a fighter myself, I can learn.” He gazed at Aric with affection. “It’s not that you’re soft. It’s that you’re….” He frowned. “I’m trying to say this and not make it sound patronizing. You’re domesticated.”

Aric rolled his eyes. “Duh.”

“But think on this. How many domesticated cats lose their homes and are forced to survive on their own? The skills are there—we’ve both seenflashes of it—you just need to bring them to play. You know,workon them. With Brick. And if you want extra reasons to do it? Prove to him that a house cat can be every bit as sneaky and dangerous as any big cat. And remember, you have an amazing head on your shoulders.”

Aric opened his mouth to answer, but Brick cut him off. “Stop defaulting to sex. He wasn’t talking about that kind of head.” Then he smiled at Seth. “You weren’t, right?”

“You think we can’t feel that thing pushing into us?”

“Well, I’m sorry,” Brick whined. “Having you both near me affects my body. I can’t help it.” He kissed Aric’s head. “And that’s the thing. We’re slaves to our bodies and minds. I know this is a serious conversation, and I keep trying to get my body to behave, but it knows what it wants. Or more accurately, where it wants to be. We’re the masters of ourselves, though.” He kissed them. “Yes, I want to be buried in you both again. Yes, I want to swallow your cocks to the root. But I’m more than a mindless beast who thinks with his dick. I’m a man with two mates who need him to be serious. What Seth is saying isn’t necessarily wrong. Fighting might not be for you, but espionage? You can get into places few of us can. You’re brilliant enough to figure out ways to protect yourself. Maybe think about that instead of rushing headlong into combat.”

“So I wouldn’t have to do these exercises?” he asked hopefully.

Brick chuckled. “Nice try, but I’m afraid you’d have to do more. You need both of your bodies to be limber and physically trained.”

Aric rolled his eyes again. “You just want me to have my knees up to my ears. You won’t be happy until I can suck my own dick while you fuck me.”

Brick groaned. “You aresucha brat. Now I’ve got that image in my head. But I’m not gonna give in.” He pushed Seth and Aric from his lap gently, then swatted them both on their asses. “So get ready. We’re going to do it again. And Aric, you’re going to learn more. I have a friend who is the undisputed king when it comes to infiltration. I’ll contact him and ask if he’s willing to have a disciple.”

Aric widened his eyes. “Seriously?”

“If you want.”

“Yes! I want it. I promise I’ll try harder. I want you both to be proud of me.”

“We always will be,” Seth said gently. “And that’s a promise.”

Thanks to their link, Brick could feel the warmth rushing through Aric, plus the new determination that infused him. He would never say he wasn’t worried, but he hadn’t lied. Aric was cut out for the spy life.

And Brick wanted to hurry with this training session to see if Aric could suck himself while Brick fucked him.

His boy had a lot of great ideas.

SAUL’S HEARTpounded as he gazed into Vic’s eyes. “Oh fuck.” The words rolled out of him in a low moan of pleasure. Crank’s tongue had never felt this good in his ass, but it was the thought of what was to come that sent trickles of electricity zapping through him from head to toe.

Vic cupped his chin. “I’m sorry you had to wait longer than you anticipated for this.”

Saul growled. “Don’t you dare apologize. I’m thankful you’re here in one piece.” He groaned as Crank pushed his tongue deeper. “Gods, that feels amazing.” Then Crank was gone, and Saul growled once more. “Did I say you could stop?”

Crank laughed, and warm flesh pressed against Saul’s back. He kissed Saul’s ear. “Flip over, baby. I wanna see your face when I slide my cock deep inside you.”

Saul shuddered, but he rolled over, his head in Vic’s lap.

Vic stroked his cheek. “You still want this, right?”

He rolled his eyes. “Are you kidding? I’ve been dreaming about this ever since you watched Crank eat me out for the first time.”

Crank covered Saul with his body and kissed him. “Me too. My dick is so hard, it aches.” He locked lips once more, and Saul moaned into the kiss. “I’ll take it slow, okay?” Crank promised.

Saul nodded. “You’d better.” Thoughts of all the times Crank had teased him, sliding his slick shaft through Saul’s crack, smacking Saul’s pucker with the head of his thick cock, sent waves of desire and need surging through him.

Crank grabbed the lube and squeezed a generous amount on his dick before smearing it over his length. “Lube is your friend. I speak from experience.”

He swallowed as Crank pressed the warm, wide head of his cock to Saul’s hole.

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