Page 46 of Chloé

Out here, however, on their estate, they could participate in whatever kind of kink they wanted—and it seemed that Ethan was done holding back.

“See this?”

Chloé’s gasp at whatever it was Ethan was showing her made Zayne’s heart thump with anticipation. There was movement, and then he felt the slightest brush of air over his bare ass cheek and thigh. They were back behind him.

“I’m going to use it on Z tonight, and you are going to watch. I want to show you how good it can feel when someone enters you here.”

A lubed-up finger—Ethan’s, with how thick and sure it was—drew a path down Zayne’s shadowy cleft to his hole.

“Because that’s what we eventually want with you,” Ethan continued, gently pushing his finger forward. “We want to take you together. One of us in the front, and one of us here in the back.”

Ethan slid his entire finger inside to punctuate his point, and Zayne bit down into his lip to keep himself from groaning.

Fucking hell. This was so unlike him. He was usually able to switch off his dominant side and slip into his subservient role. Tonight, though, he was finding it difficult not to start issuing his own demands—like ordering Ethan to hurry up and fuck him.

Maybe it was the bottle of scotch and day spent on his own, but he felt antsy, needy, and hornier than he had in years. And knowing his two lovers were standing behind him—with whatever toy they’d picked to fuck him with—was only making those feelings intensify.

Zayne curled his toes into the hardwood beneath them and told himself to chill the hell out. He wasn’t going to get anything if he moved, Ethan had made that clear, and with the way his dick was throbbing, he definitely wanted it all—whatever that might be.

“How’s that feel, Z?”

“Good, master.”

“Just good?” Ethan twisted his finger, and Zayne dug his nails into his palms as he grunted.

“Very,verygood,” he amended, and Ethan’s wicked chuckle made his cock ache even more.

Ethan’s dominant side had Zayne by his heart and balls, and he knew what was guiding him tonight. He felt like he had a fire in his blood right now, and when Ethan drew his finger free, it was all Zayne could do not to ask him toput it the fuck back in.

He didn’t do that, though, and the next thing he felt was cool lube being poured down the same path that finger had just taken. Zayne’s ass automatically clenched.

“See that,petite fille?He knows what’s about to come. Wants it. He knows how good it’s going to feel when I get in there. But he has to earn that. He has to beworthyof my cock. And you’re going to be the one to test him.”

“Me, sir?”

The slight catch in Chloé’s voice made Zayne’s breathing quicken. She sounded nervous but curious, and that was the perfect combination for a sub.

“That’s right.”

Zayne felt a phallic object wriggle between his cheeks, and when its wide head pressed up against his hole, Ethan paused.

“Breathe out and push back, Z. Let me in.”

Zayne didn’t need any more permission than that. He blew out a breath and pushed back what little he could in his restraints. As the silicone head breached him, Zayne dropped his head to the padded wood supporting him.

He squeezed his eyes shut in an effort to keep his cool as he tried to picture what he’d seen on that table. But no matter how hard he tried, the only thing that had registered was the bottle of lube, and whatever Ethan was sliding inside him now was wider and longer than that.

A wild sound, close to feral, left Ethan as Zayne took the toy as deep it could go. When it bottomed out, he heard, “Fuck.”

That made his dick lurch, and pre-cum drip down to land on his foot. The idea that he’d pushed Ethan’s control to where he broke scene spurred on his high.

“Chloé?”

Zayne waited eagerly for her response, needing to know what they were going to do to him next. But when she didn’t immediately answer, Ethan said her name again.

“Sorry, I…” Her voice was breathy. “Yes, sir?”

“It’s okay. Tell me what you’re thinking right now.”

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