Touch of Gray 4 - Runaway Moon Rebel Dakota (different e readers txt) 📖

“Well, I’m not willing,” I said firmly. “Like he said, I won’t risk hurting you, no matter how much pain you like mixed in with your pleasure. When we get home, we’ll all talk about it together. Deal?”

“Okay,” Sebastian agreed. He dropped to his knees and crawled back over to Bryce, his ass swaying seductively at me as he moved. Bryce lowered himself to the ground so Sebastian could stay on all fours.

“Fucking little tease,” I muttered, sliding my palm over my aching shaft.

I watched as Bastian ran his hands up Bryce’s thighs then wrapped them around Bryce’s thick cock and guided it between his full lips. I groaned, walking over to them and dropping to my knees, positioning my hips even with Bastian’s ass.

I’d forgotten how fucking sexy it was to see my lover go down on Bryce. Last time, we’d both tried to hold off on climaxing as long as possible, but I knew this time would have to be hard and quick. Danger still lurked out there somewhere, not to mention two dozen shifters who would most likely be able to hear every sound we made out here. Next time, if there was a next time, we’d make it last. For now, we just needed to be together again.

I reached up to run my palm over Bryce’s face. He leaned into the touch, his eyes closing until I pushed two fingers into his mouth. Bryce sucked the digits, swirling his tongue around and between, slicking them up with his saliva. With a pop, I pulled them back, leaning forward over Bastian’s body to kiss Bryce’s slightly swollen lips. His gaze was amazed, and I couldn’t help winking at him before moving my hand to Bastian’s ass.

My fingers pressed against Sebastian’s tight opening, and he shifted his hips to give me better access, bearing down on my hand before I’d had a chance to ease into him.

“Greedy little bastard,” I muttered. “You’re going to hurt yourself.”

“Not,” he argued around Bryce’s shaft. “Fuck me.”

With a sigh, I spit into my hand, running it over my cock to slick it as much as possible then placed my tip against Bastian’s tight ring of muscles. He started to move himself backward, but I caught his hips, holding him steady.

“Bastian,” Bryce growled. “Beha—”

The rest of Bryce’s words were cut off in a groan as Sebastian swallowed him down to his base, distracting him from the scolding he was about to give.

“You naughty kitten,” I murmured, pushing forward into him, slow but steady until his body shook around me and I was buried to the hilt in his tight heat. “Fuck, you feel so good. It’s so hard to control myself when I get inside you.”

“Don’t,” Sebastian said, coming off Bryce’s cock for a minute. “Just let go. Both of you. Use me. You won’t break me, I promise.” He looked from Bryce to me. “I want you to. Please.”

I caught Bryce’s gaze, and he shrugged then nodded once.

It was difficult for me to let go with Sebastian. He was so into pain play I always worried I’d actually hurt him, damage him in some way, and I’d never forgive myself if I injured him. Still, I knew he wanted it. He always wanted it. The one time he’d convinced me to use that belt on him, I’d ended up crying by the end of it, watching his poor little ass turn red and a few blisters form. But he’d wanted it, and he’d sworn I’d done it perfectly. I’d never forgotten that sight and hadn’t been able to bring myself to do it again, no matter how many times he’d begged for it.

But this, we could do this together. Bryce and I could keep each other in check enough to refrain from hurting Bastian in a way he wasn’t really asking for. If I could kiss Bryce to make him happy, I could certainly fuck my boyfriend raw if that’s what he wanted.

Digging my fingers into Sebastian’s hips, I wrenched him backward, drawing a sharp hiss from him that was instantly cut off by Bryce shoving his cock roughly back between Bast’s lips.

Together, we moved, slamming into both ends of him, hard and fast and violent, just as he’d asked for. I reached around him, gripping his shaft in my palm, and before I could even jack him once, he sprayed his release onto the leaves below us. His body shuddered, but Bryce was buried so far down his throat, he couldn’t make any sound.

As Sebastian came, his muscles tightened around me, and it drew my orgasm as well, my muscles clenching and jerking as my balls emptied inside my lover’s ass. I slid out of him just as Bryce cried out, pulling his own cock free and letting his cum splash over Bastian’s face and chest.

“You’re not going to freak out now, are you?” Bastian asked. Still covered in Bryce’s release, he sat back on his heels and looked at me.

In answer, I moved forward, meeting my lover’s gaze for a moment before leaning in and licking a trail of Bryce’s essence from Bastian’s cheek.

“Jesus,” Bryce hissed. “You two are going to be the death of me.”

“I thought this was what you wanted?” Sebastian’s tone was accusatory.

“I’m not complaining,” Bryce assured him. “In fact, I think I’ll quite enjoy it.”

“Look, kids,” I said, fighting a sigh. “As shifters, you should probably already know this, but the sun’s about to set, and there’s a hella moon show about to go down, and possibly a big bad out here with us. As much as I’d love to enjoy the afterglow, we should probably get back to Pops and check on everyone.”

They groaned together, but both got to their feet. I pulled on my jeans, but before I could grab my shirt, Sebastian handed me my gun and took my tee, so he could use it to clean himself up.

“Thanks,” I said sarcastically. “You’re really going to make me