Vail and I laughed.
Murphy ended up winning the fight, and Fallon was annoyed by the outcome. He ranted about the points and muttered the entire drive home about the Gallaghers, as though he knew them. It was as if none of the other ten fights we’d watched had happened. Vail sat in the front seat, caught between chuckling at Fallon and falling asleep. We stopped to get food from Chipotle, but Vail only ate half of his before he had his head resting on the seat, yawning every so often as we headed home in Rowen’s gray Lexus.
Cillian and Rowen were out delivering a message for the boss, and they’d assured me they didn’t need me because it was a small assignment they could handle alone. I was more than happy to let them take care of work because I’d been craving this night out with our boys. It’d been too long since I’d had a real date with Vail, and we’d been through too much shit not to relax and enjoy each other’s company.
When we finally got home, Vail’s soft snores filled the car as I switched the ignition off. Fallon had fallen quiet about half an hour ago, but he was playing on his phone. A frown creased his forehead, and I had a feeling he was already researching what he might need to do to get back into fighting form. I’d have to talk to Cillian about it later.
Laying a hand on Vail’s shoulder, I studied his sweet face. His eyelashes still kissed his cheeks, so I shook him gently, and he groaned awake. He blinked wide brown eyes at me and smiled.
“Hey,” he whispered.
“Hey, baby.” I cupped his cheek and covered his mouth with mine. “Do you want to sleep when we get inside? I promised you a spanking.” I glanced at Fallon in the back seat, who’d lowered his phone to stare at us. “Both of you, one on each knee.”
“Did you?” Vail perked up with interest. “I don’t remember you saying that, but I like it.”
Fallon poked his tongue into his cheek. “What are we waiting for?”
Vail laughed and slid out of the passenger side. I got out of my door and met Vail at the front of the car, taking his hand in mine while holding my other one out to Fallon, who took it immediately. Both of them snuggled against my sides and a warmth spread through me, settling in my chest.Fuck. I’d never set out to fall in love, let alone with more than one man. What happened to me? Love hurts. Eventually I’d lose them and it would break my heart, and I’d need to deal with the grief like I had with my father’s death. I wasn’t sure if I could do it, but I couldn’t say no to them, no matter what. They were mine.
We made it inside the house and up to my bedroom, and by the time we got through the door, Fallon and Vail were kissing passionately, tongues warring and hands roaming. I couldn’t help but stop and stare for a long moment, appreciating the way their bodies moved against each other.
“Enough,” I growled out, making them break away immediately. “Get naked. Both of you. Don’t touch each other unless I tell you to.”
It was a pleasure to watch them strip, each with their own splash of personality. Vail was quick to get rid of his clothes, nearly falling over more than once as he tried to tug his tight pants off his legs, while Fallon was careful, taking the time to unhook his insulin pump from the waistband of his jeans and hold it in his hand when he was done.
They were each as delectable as the other, though, and my dick pushed at the zipper of my jeans, eager to get out and take its turn in each of their holes, whether it was their mouth or ass. But if I was anything it was patient, and they both deserved a firm spanking.
I shifted toward the bed and took a seat at the end of it, spreading my knees to show them the bulge in my pants. Their gazes went straight to my dick, and Vail licked his lips while Fallon smirked.
“Fallon, come here.” I held out my arm to him and he moved closer until I could grab him and throw him over my right knee. I was a little more careful to make sure his pump wasn’t squished between us. When I had him arranged how I wanted, I gestured Vail forward and he went over my left thigh. Had I thought this was a good night? Fuck, it was perfect with their ripe asses—creamy and delicious—in my face and ready for the taking.
I smoothed my hand over each rump, making sure to tease my finger over their holes, and listened to the sweet sound of their approval. Vail’s came out as a whimper, and Fallon let out a growly noise in appreciation.
Fallon’s cheeks were more defined than Vail’s, with more muscle. Vail’s ass, however, was rounder and had more of a bubble shape, and I wanted them both equally.
I stroked my fingers over Fallon’s right cheek, then his left, and considered my options. Who deserved the first strike?
I smirked when I brought my palm down on Fallon’s ass, and he jolted forward, a moan slipping from his mouth. His dick pressed against my thigh and a shiver passed through him.
“What do you think that was for?” I asked deeply, scraping my fingers over the goose bumps that rose across his pale skin.
“I asked for it?” He wriggled, rolling his hips so his stiffness rubbed against my pants.
“You did, boy.” I laid another strike over the same spot I’d spanked before, and he hissed this time, groaning. I focused on Vail.Thwack. When my palm came down on Vail’s creamy skin, he let out a surprised little yell, like he hadn’t expected anything so soon, and his skin pinked up in an outline of my hand almost immediately. “And you?”
“I wouldn’t take the money?” Vail offered before chuckling. That wouldn’t work—if he was laughing, I was doing it wrong, even if the evidence of how right it felt was nudging into my left thigh.
Itskedat him and danced my fingers along his crack, and he sucked in a deep breath when I found his pucker and pressed teasingly—but not entering. This time when I used my other palm to smack his round, delicious cheek again, he didn’t laugh. He whimpered and rocked into my finger.
“What will you do next time?” I asked in a low, growly voice.
He trembled under my touch, but it wasn’t Vail who answered.
Fallon glanced over his shoulder. “If this is what happens, he shouldn’tevertake your money.”
I huffed and brought my hand down on Fallon’s ass, and he jerked against my knee.
“Fuck.” He groaned and curled around my leg, rubbing his hard-on against my thigh. I couldn’t see his face but imagined it was flushed and needy, and I couldn’t wait to fuck them both.
