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“You could give our pretty little slut a tongue-fucking that
she’ll never forget.”

Devin, quiet up to this point, gasped. The tiny lights—which
Mace realized he’d hadn’t been imagining—flared in Cayl’s eyes.

“Yes. I could spend those moments with my tongue between her
thighs. An excellent suggestion.”

Devin yelped as Cayl lifted her up, pushing her to the top
of the bed. She landed with a soft thump and before she could close her thighs,
Cayl was there, kneeling between her legs, his mouth zeroing in on her pussy.

Mace watched, fascinated by the changes in Devin’s
expression. Shock, a bit of outrage and then stunned pleasure. Ahh, Cayl must
have found his place. She blinked and looked up at Mace, her mouth dropping
open as if she wanted to speak. Or maybe just beg. Her open lips tempted him.

Fuck, it would be so sweet to plow his cock between her
lips, fuck her mouth while Cayl ate her pussy. But tonight he was going to have
Cayl’s ass.

He leaned over her, covering her lips in a deep kiss,
sinking his tongue into her mouth. Cayl’s rhythm moved through him. The sexual
pulse moved through him. He could feel, knew what Cayl was thinking, what he
wanted next. Mace matched Cayl’s pattern. Devin moaned, shifting against him,
rocking her hips against Cayl’s mouth.

The sound sent delicious vibrations into Mace’s lips. One
day he would feel those same sensations around his dick, but tonight, he pulled
back. Devin chased his lips but sighed when he moved out of range. She dropped
back on the pillows, mouth open and a little swollen. Fuck. It was all he could
do not to shove his cock between those pretty lips. Another moan broke from her
throat and she moved, rocking her hips up against Cayl’s mouth.

Mace shook himself out of his daze. He had to focus. Cayl
was going after Devin’s pussy. He couldn’t lose that as a distraction.

He grabbed the lube and squeezed some onto his fingers. Cayl
glanced up but immediately dived back into Devin’s pussy.

Knowing it would be cold and a shock, Mace tried to go slow,
easing his finger into that virgin ass. Hot and tight. He struggled not to move
too fast. He pushed one finger in. The ring of muscles resisted for a moment
then relaxed enough to let him in.

“Fuck, that’s it.” He wasn’t even aware he’d spoken until he
heard the words echo through the room, whispering above Devin’s moans. “So
tight, baby. You’re going to squeeze me.”

Cayl grunted and arched his back, pushing his ass into
Mace’s hand.

“Yeah, that’s it.” He pumped his finger in and out a few
times, just to tease Cayl with the sensation then pulled back and added more
lube and pressed forward using two fingers. The tight hole made his dick throb.
Fuck he was going to come before he even got his cock inside Cayl’s ass.

Cayl shifted beneath the penetration but didn’t pull away.
He held himself still, letting Mace’s fingers fuck him. The strong muscles of
Cayl’s butt drove Mace crazy. He wasn’t going to be able to wait, to slide
three fingers into that tight ass. He needed it now. While he was still able to
go slow. He pulled back, added lube and went forward, easing the third finger
inside. Cayl tensed.
Ease up, babe. Don’t make this harder.

The muscles locking his fingers out clenched then relaxed,
allowing Mace to push deeper.

A corner of his mind recognized that he hadn’t spoken the
words aloud but somehow Cayl had heard him.

The thought didn’t last long. The heat wrapped around his
fingers took all his attention. He worked his fingers in and out, slow steady
thrusts, just a few times, just enough so he could take Mace’s dick. He stroked
the hot flesh inside and found Cayl’s gland.

Cayl cried out and Mace had to move. Now.

He came up on his knees behind Cayl, his cock aiming for
that tight hole. His hands trembled as he put on the condom and stroked lube
over his dick. His heart pounded in his chest. He’d fucked dozens of guys
before. He liked to fuck, no question about that, but this was different. This
was Cayl. And somehow despite Cayl’s inexperience, Mace knew Cayl was strong
enough to top him. Maybe even make him ask for it.

But first, he was going to fuck Cayl, give him a taste. Let
him experience the vulnerable sensation of having someone inside you.

Mace shifted his gaze and stared at Devin. Her eyes were
glazed and unfocused from Cayl’s tongue-fucking. From the way Devin’s eyes were
crossing, Cayl ate pussy the way he sucked cock, strong and with a lot of
suction. Her back arched off the bed, pressing her tits high, even as her knees
tightened around Cayl’s shoulders. Without lifting his head, Cayl pressed a
hand to her stomach, soothing and caressing, easing her back down on the bed.

Damn, she was beautiful, stretched out, her nipples high and
tight, straining for more.

Mace’s cock twitched at the sight and he couldn’t wait any
longer. He pushed in, meeting resistance.

“Relax, baby, let me in.”

Cayl lifted his head and his back rose in a deep breath.
Mace pressed forward, and the muscle relaxed, letting him in, allowing him
inside. He moved slowly, wanting this to be fun not painful. Torture but in the
best way. Cayl grunted and Mace knew he was feeling the burn. He eased back,
put more lube on his dick, then returned, the path easier this time, letting
him go deeper. Cayl’s ass clamped down and Mace froze.

“Okay, baby, just relax. It won’t hurt if you relax.”

Cayl struggled to follow Mace’s instructions but his body
rebelled at the invasion. He retrieved the memory of the two men in the club
and Mace’s assurances that this was pleasurable.

He hadn’t found it thus, so far.

Hot slim fingers brushed his shoulders, Devin’s touch
soothing and distracting.

He stared down at the slick, pink pussy spread before him.
He’d become quite addicted to the taste. He breathed in the seductive scent,
allowing it to flow through his body. Delicious, powerful. He leaned forward
and buried his face in her wet flesh, dipping his tongue into the slick
passage. Her delicate gasp drove him on, grabbing his attention…or at least
distracting him long enough that Mace was able to enter him.

A bright burn moved through his ass as Mace pushed forward.
Cayl braced himself, ready to take the pain as best he could. Only it slowed
then stopped. Mace was inside him. He held his breath, waiting. The strangest
urge moving through his body. He needed to move. No. He needed Mace to move.

“Mace, I have need. You must do something.”

Instead of giving him what he needed, Mace popped him on the
ass. Cayl lifted his head and stared at Devin. She understood the males of this
planet.

“Why will he not give me what I want?” he asked.

She laughed softly. “He’s just teasing.” Her fingers scraped
through Cayl’s hair. “But you can return the favor when you fuck him.”

He nodded, seeing the wisdom in her words. “Yes,” he said,
looking back over his shoulder to the man buried in his ass. “You may tease me
as you like but when I mount you, I will do likewise.”

His words were tough and his tone commanding but Cayl found
himself gritting his teeth as Mace chuckled and pulled back just an inch before
punching forward and reseating himself in Cayl’s hole. The burn returned but it
wasn’t as bad, it was even quite pleasurable once it faded.

Mace retreated and pushed forward, not too hard, just strong
and deliberate. The sensation swamped Cayl’s body and he put his forehead down
on Devin’s stomach, his mind swirling, adapting to the penetration of his body.
Mace pulled almost out then changed the angle a bit and pushed in deep.

A spark ran up Cayl’s spine. His eyes popped open and he was
sure he made a noise.

“Again. I would feel that again.”

“Demanding thing,” Mace growled but repeated the motion
sending another jolt through Cayl’s system.

He cried out. “Yes, again.” After that he lost the ability
to speak. If it hadn’t been for the hard pounding in his ass, he might have
been able to observe the phenomenon more clinically but all he could was
experience it. Mace’s speed picked up. The almost constant thrusting made
Cayl’s brain swirl. Warm hands slid into his hair stroking him. He knew it
couldn’t be Mace has his fingers were digging into his hips.

His cock bumped against Devin’s leg. It would not take much
for him to come but he wanted to be inside Agent Denning when he spilled.

“Stop!”

Mace froze, his cock buried deep in Cayl’s ass. Harsh fast
breaths blew across his neck. “What?” Mace demanded between pants. “Are you
hurt?”

Cayl struggled himself to breathe and speak. “No. I would be
inside Devin when I come. To join the three of us.” He bent down and licked her
slit in one long stroke. “She is still wet.” He lifted his head. Devin watched
him with those wide brown eyes. “May I finish inside you?”

Her fingers traced his jaw and she nodded. With Mace helping
him, he pushed himself up, reaching for another covering. Devin wiggled beneath
him, sliding down, positioning her cunt to his shaft. Subtle teases—her lips
whispering against his, her pussy opening for his dick—stretched his control.

He sheathed his cock in the latex and placed the head
against her opening. He understood the need to protect this lover but one day
he wanted to feel her, naked on his cock as he fucked her.

Thoughts disappeared from his brain as he pushed forward,
easing his cock into her passage. The slick, hot walls clung to his shaft
burning him even through the thin sheath.

As he pushed into her, Mace slipped out, his cock almost
sliding out of Cayl’s ass.

“No! Do not stop,” he commanded over his shoulder.

Mace chuckled. “I’m not going to stop babe. I want to feel
you fuck her.” Mace thrust forward, jamming his cock into Cayl’s ass, driving
him forward, deeper into Devin’s pussy. Her cry rang through the room as her
pussy tightened around his cock.

“Yes, fuck me. And I will have her.”

Mace groaned and pulled back. Cayl moved with the motion,
sliding his cock out of Devin, stopping when he couldn’t take any more. He
looked down at the beautiful woman beneath him. Her eyes looked hazy and vague
as if she was lost in her senses.

“Most intriguing.” Then his ability to speak seemed to
disappear. Words formed in his mind but he couldn’t find the muscle control to
voice them. He tried to distance himself, to observe the phenomenon but impacts
to his senses made it impossible to concentrate.

Mace moved inside him, filling him, his strokes growing
stronger and harder. Every thrust drove Cayl’s cock into Devin. The combined
sensations seized his brain. He could no longer think. He could only feel. Only
fuck. He heard a shout echo through the chamber and knew it was his voice.
Mace’s cock tapped that point inside him and the resulting jolt to Cayl’s
senses was too much.

He shouted again and came, driving forward, hoping he had
lasted long enough to bring Devin to pleasure as well. The sweet grip of her
pussy contracting on his cock and the quiet gasp ringing through his head gave
him hope that she had climaxed as well. Mace continued to pound his ass, once
and again before he grunted, holding himself deep in Cayl’s body. Even without
the flood of cum into him, he knew from the sounds that Mace had found his
release.

For a moment, none of them moved.

* * * * *

Sunlight cascaded through the window, leaving bright streaks
across dark sheets and pale limbs. Cayl pushed himself up on his arm and looked
at his lovers. They were tangled together, arms and legs draped over and under
each other, Devin’s hand wrapped around Cayl’s waist, holding him within their
bond.

He’d learned so much in the past three days—and three
nights. Humans were not at all logical but they were more easily understood if
one didn’t expect logic.

Actually quite fascinating if one didn’t expect logic.

He watched the sun’s shafts move across Mace’s hip then onto
Devin’s thigh. The sweet curve matched his hand perfectly as Cayl had held her
open, tasting her sexual flesh.
Most fascinating.
His cock twitched. He
looked down. He was hard. Not unusual. Being around these two seemed to have
that effect on the form he’d been given. Loaned. The word rang through his
brain, a reminder that he didn’t have long before his transport arrived.

The sun shafts moved higher, filling the room with light and
warmth. His lovers seemed to react. Mace groaned and his eyes fluttered open.
The edges of his mouth pulled up in a smile. Cayl licked his lips. He would be
happy to wake Mace with oral pleasure and he had been promised the opportunity
to fuck Mace’s ass. The ache in his own ass reminded him of Mace’s fucking,
slow and steady but he’d been relentless, driving Cayl to come, pushing him
deeper inside Devin.

His cock swelled at the memory. She’d been slick and tight
and so sweet, ready to take him. He moaned as the memory overwhelmed him. The
temptation was too much. Did he fuck Devin? Or did he take his turn at Mace’s
ass?

He wanted both. The transport would be there soon and he
didn’t know who to have first.

Mace’s eyes fluttered awake and he looked around as if
confused where he was, or perhaps who he was with. A strange rumble started in
Cayl’s chest, the ache increasing when he thought of Mace with someone else.
Someone besides him or Devin.

He recognized the emotion—jealousy—but still, it was
strange. He knew he had no claim on Mace or Devin but the thought of them
fucking another male made his heart rate rise.

Knowing his time was short, Cayl leaned over and stroked the
flat of his tongue up the length of Mace’s cock. The shaft swelled and Mace
groaned. The sound seemed to wake Devin. Her eyes snapped open and after three
days he recognized the caution in her gaze. Unable to resist a greeting, he
placed a kiss on her lower stomach, just above her pussy, flicking his tongue
out to capture her sweet flavor. He would sample her once again, after he
fucked Mace.