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Oh shit. He's pissed.

It was rare I ever saw Ronan angry. Normally he kept the same calm look on his face as if nothing bothered him. Now? It looked like he could and would kill every last one of us. I swallowed thickly as I squirmed. Cian's mouth made an audible pop as he pulled free of my dick.

"Want to join?" Cian asked.

As Ronan's eyes landed on me, I forgot how to speak. Yes, I wanted him to join more than anything. How long had I fantasized about feeling him inside of me? Instead, a lump formed in my throat that refused to go down. What if he viewed me differently now? My chest burned in the worst way.

Oh shit.

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

RONAN

Anger twistedwith desire swarmed me all at once making it impossible to think, let alone move. Jack still had his fingers stuffed into his hole, his cock glistened with Cian's salvia.

"Would you hurry the fuck up," Cian growled.

"Daddy Ron—"

I held up my hand stopping Jack from calling out to me. My mind was a mess, and it was impossible to think straight.What should I do?I wanted Jack, there was no questioning that but having him with the other two all at once? Was I ready for that? I took in the scene again Finnian buried in Cian and Jack kneeling in front of Cian.

No one spoke as the seconds ticked by. My mind raced to an answer. Did I take Jack out and demand they didn't touch him? Call this whole thing off? But if I did, I wouldn't have Jack but more importantly, Jack would be upset. The thought of seeing Jack hurt by my words or actions made me physically uncomfortable. I rotated my shoulders trying to ease the tension out of them.

Then there is only one right way to go about it.

I grabbed the front of my shirt and started to unbutton it.

"Jack rip open his shirt. If we go any slower I'm going to lose my mind," Cian said.

Finnian slapped his ass but all it did was make the crazy bastard moan and smile. Jack's big brown eyes trained on me. He was still frozen as if he wasn't sure what to do. I'd felt the same the moment I stepped through Finnian's door. I hadn’t known what to expect but to see them all fucking hadn't been it.

"Baby boy, you heard your daddy," I said.

Jack snapped his mouth shut and withdrew his fingers from his ass. He wiped the lubed-slicked digits off on his thigh and crawled over to me. My cock was hard instantly. It didn't take much. All I needed was Jack to get turned on. His smiling lately did it to me. I'd taken more cold showers than hot ones lately. Being secluded in a house with the one man that had been my temptation for well over a year now was like telling a drug addict not to do the drugs that sat right in front of them. It was damn near impossible and took every ounce of my willpower. That willpower vanished, pissed in the wind as Jack worked on unbuttoning my shirt.

It was going too slowly, and for the first time, I had to agree with Cian. I wanted to move at my own pace. I was liable to hurt my boy if I wasn't careful, but they'd already touched him and played with him. He made it to the last button, and I caved to the dire pressure in the pit of my stomach and shoved off the shirt. The pants and underwear were quick to go as I grabbed Jack up.

Our mouths clashed together in a heated kiss that took my breath away. Once I started, there was no stopping. I mapped out every inch of his mouth, tracing his tongue with my own, making sure I got every taste of him down to memory. Jack whimpered. I wasn't sure if it was from feeling so good or lack of air. Either way, I ate it up like a starving man. My hands were just as greedy. It was as if the dam on my desires had been broken and I was flooded with an immeasurable amount of want.

"This is why you don't deny yourself," Cian teased.

"Shut the fuck up," Finnian groaned. He pulled back until only the tip of his rock-hard cock rested inside of Cian. He slammed forward rocking the bed and the psycho on his knees.

"Fuck."

I let Jack go for only a second, I hadn't expected it but watching the two of them was hotter than I could have imagined. They fucked as if they were trying to tear each other apart.

"Holy fu—"

"Watch your mouth," I said automatically.

Jack slapped his hand over his mouth, his eyes wide and focused on my cock. I wasn’t exactly lacking in the dick department.

Cian laughed but it was short-lived as Finnian didn't let up. Finnian whistled.

"Daddy, your cock is—"

"Monstrous," Cian supplied.

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