Page 70 of Mysteries, Menace, and Mates

Shawn let out another sigh. “So we’ve gone out every weekend for the last three weeks, searching every gay bar in Boston, hoping to find our third.”

“How long have you guys been together?”

“A month,” Brandon told him. “Shawn walked in andboom, I knew.” His eyes gleamed. “Just like when we walked around that corner and thereyouwere.” He stilled. “And by the way,whatare you?”

“A tiger.”

Brandon beamed. “Another cat. I love it.”

“And you were right. I like bottoming. I enjoy it more than topping, if I’m honest.” He raked his gaze over them. “And I think I’m going to enjoy it a whole lot with you two.”

Shawn studied him.So do we get to hearyourlife story now? Or do we all get naked and learn what makes each other tick?

Jamie felt as though he was in one of the cartoons he used to watch as a kid, when there was an angel on one shoulder, a little devil on the other. A sweet voice inside his head was telling him to go find his lunch, that this could wait, that he needed to go slow, talk, bond….

And a raw-as-fuck voice was urging him to forget about eating, waiting, conversation, the social niceties, and get down and dirty.

Which voice are you gonna listen to?Brandon licked his lips.

Lips that would look amazing wrapped around his cock.

Shawn grinned.And we have a winner.

Before Jamie could come up with a suitable response, he found himself between them, both men busy with the task of removing his clothing, no words uttered as they bared his skin, their breathing the only sound in the quiet room.

It was heady as fuck, and Jamie’s dick pointed to the ceiling like a flagpole.

Shawn sat on the couch, tugging Jamie into his lap, and their lips met in a fierce kiss.

What about your clothes? Aren’t you getting undressed?

Brandon’s chuckle filled his head.Later.Right now I have a cock to suck.

Jamie moaned into Shawn’s kiss as Brandon pushed Jamie’s legs toward his chest before reaching under the seat cushion and bringing out a bottle of lube.

A second glance revealed it to be edible lube.

“Cherry-flavored?” Jamie stilled. “But….”

“What are we doing with edible lube when we don’t play with anyone else?” Shawn chuckled. “I don’t know either. I saw it at the supermarket, and something told me to buy it. So I did.”

“And we’re going to need it,” Brandon said in a husky voice.

Shawn’s breath tickled his ear. “Are we good to go bare? Our latest results are on our phones.”

“Mine too.” Thank God he’d had a full physical once they’d freed him from the camp.

Then Shawn claimed his mouth once more, and Brandon slid a slick finger into his hole while he bent down to lick the head of Jamie’s dick.

Jamie groaned and arched his back, Shawn’s tongue exploring him as Brandon swallowed him to the root.

It felt illicit, being naked while they were dressed, Shawn tugging on Jamie’s nipples with his teeth, Brandon’s finger fucking his ass, his hand curled around Jamie’s rigid cock. Jamie looped an arm around Shawn’s shoulder and clung to him, battered by the double sensual assault, his shivers multiplying as his mates’ enjoyment washed over and through him.

He could feel everything they felt. It was glorious,delicious, and he wanted more.

And then Shawn added his finger to Brandon’s, and Jamie couldn’t rein in his fervent groan of pleasure.

“Let’s move this to the bed,” Shawn murmured.

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