“You and Mace have already given me enough firsts to last a lifetime, Cole,” Jonas whispered.
I didn’t get a chance to respond because at the exact moment I opened my mouth to speak, I felt hot, wet heat slick over my hole. I gasped first in surprise, then in pleasure as sensation flooded my nerve endings. I knew without a shadow of a doubt that it wasn’t a lube covered finger pressing against me.
“Fuck,” I groaned as Mace’s tongue repeated the move and I managed to look over my shoulder to see Mace’s face buried between the globes of my ass, his big hands holding me open. Another gentle lick had me hanging my head and I felt Jonas’s fingers teasing a sensitive spot behind my ear. My knees began to shake under the strain of trying to hold my weight up and when I felt Mace begin licking me in long, heavy drags that started at my taint, drifted over my hole and slid up my crack, I gave up and dropped my weight on Jonas. Mace’s sinful mouth only left me for a moment before it was back. I could feel his arms on the backs of my thighs so I knew he’d shifted his position so he was lying behind me.
A couple more licks had me rubbing my hard dick against Jonas’s shaft but when Mace applied suction, I let out a hoarse shout. I knew I needed to distract myself or I’d come so hard that there’d be no way I’d be able to recover before Jonas could get inside of me so I lifted myself off of Jonas and said, “Slide up.”
Jonas hesitated for only a moment before he did what I asked. I was glad the bed was king sized because it gave us plenty of room to maneuver until Jonas’s beautiful, flushed shaft was beneath my hungry mouth. My body shook every time Mace licked me but when I felt his tongue press inside of me, I let out a string of curses. My whole body felt so tight, I was sure it would snap in two. Imanaged to look up at Jonas who had pushed up on his elbows. I knew he could probably see what Mace was doing to me because his mouth was parted and he kept licking his lips. I kept my eyes on him and smiled when I saw his eyes jump to me as soon as I drew the tip of his cock inside of my mouth. Since I’d done this just this morning to Jonas, the newness of it didn’t frighten me anymore but I knew better than to try to take too much too fast. So I made up for my inability to deep throat him with intense suction.
Jonas thrust up into my mouth and I forced my throat to relax enough to take more of him in. Mace continued to torment my ass as I licked and sucked Jonas’s cock until he was fisting my hair to hold me in place but I couldn’t help but freeze when I felt cold lube replace the heat of Mace’s mouth on my hole. Jonas seemed to sense the change because he gently pulled himself free of my mouth and moved so that he was lying pressed up against my chest as he rolled me to my side.
“Cole,” I heard Mace say and I turned to look at him. He was on his knees, his glistening cock standing proud against his abdomen. “Do you want to keep going?” he asked.
“Yes,” I said and then I looked at Jonas. “Yes,” I repeated. Jonas smiled and kissed me. I focused on his mouth as Mace’s finger began to press against me. I flinched as my outer muscles gave way under the incessant pressure and the sting that followed had me inhaling sharply. I was glad when neither man asked me how I was doing because I was too ashamed to admit that I was struggling to adjust to Mace’s intrusion. How the hell was I ever going to manage it when it was Jonas’s cock?
Mace had stopped moving as he waited for me to get used to the feel of him and I actually felt my body start to relax as the burning sensation eased somewhat. It flared up again as soon as Mace began moving again but I rode it out until I felt his hand press against me and I knew he was as deep as he could go. Jonas was running his hand up and down my side but I barely noticed because Mace pulled his finger almost all the way out before pushing it back in. I flinched as a spear of pain filtered through me but as Mace continued his gentle plunges and withdrawals, the lube began toease his movements and I felt a spark of sensation start somewhere deep inside me. I finally noticed that Jonas’s hand was slowly stroking my cock back to life, his drags matching the rhythm of Mace’s finger. And when Mace pulled his finger free a moment later, I actually felt a pang of loss. But it didn’t last long because then Mace was breaching me again, only this time with two fingers.
I groaned as another round of pain went through me but it was momentary and not as intense as the first round. Mace’s plunges grew in intensity and then he curled his fingers inside of me. The added pressure messed with the rhythm I’d just started enjoying but then Mace hit something inside of me that sent fireworks directly to my dick. I knew enough from my very thorough internet search on anal sex to know that he was massaging my prostate but nothing had prepared me for the pleasure that ripped through me over and over at the contact. My erection was back in full force and I actually had to press my mouth against Jonas’s chest to stifle the endless grunts and groans that kept spilling from my lips.
Mace straightened his fingers and began gliding them in and out of me and adding in a twisting motion. Every few strokes, he’d strike my prostate so I was always on the edge, even as Jonas gently pushed me onto my back and reached for a condom that someone had tossed onto the mattress at some point. I watched him through hooded eyes as he rolled the condom down his length and slathered some lube over the smooth latex but I was enjoying Mace’s ministrations too much to worry about what would come next.
But when Jonas finally moved into position as Mace pulled his fingers free of my pliant body, I felt my unease come back. I did my best to keep my anxiety from my eyes but I didn’t miss the way Jonas hesitated as Mace pushed my legs up. I watched as Mace dropped his lips to Jonas’s ear and whispered something and then they kissed. Whatever Mace had said got Jonas moving and one of his hands opened me while I felt his cock nudge my hole. Mace eased down next to me and settled his hand on my chest.
“Just feel,” he breathed against my mouth just before he kissed me. So that’s what I did. I felt the smoothness of Mace’s tongue as he explored every inch of my mouth. I felt the burn of Jonas’s entryinto my body as one of Mace’s arms wrapped around my leg to pull it farther up, opening me for Jonas. I felt Jonas’s eyes on me as he slowly worked his way past my resistant muscles. And I felt a sense of relief when my hole collapsed and my body stretched to accommodate his length.
But what I felt most was the perfection of what these two men were giving me. And I knew in that moment that I would do anything to keep it. Anything.
There was no pain as Jonas slid all the way inside of me, only a sense of fullness and a desperate need for him to move, to give me the exquisite friction Mace had stirred up in me. But instead of moving, Jonas leaned over me until his lips were right above mine. “I love you so much, Cole.” He kissed me then and seconds later he was telling Mace the same thing and stealing his exhale of breath into his mouth. And then he reared back and began moving. Exquisite agony burned through me as he glided in and out of me with ease, his balls slapping gently against my ass. His arms were holding my legs open to take the burden off of me and I watched as Mace’s hand trailed down my chest, past my cock and around my leg to where Jonas and I were joined. Jonas let out a sharp breath at whatever Mace was doing to him and then it was my turn because Mace’s finger slid inside of me on top of Jonas’s cock. The added pressure had me closing my eyes and reaching for my cock but Mace beat me to that too because his mouth licked over my length before sucking me deep.
I had no doubt that Jonas was suffering with the same raw need that I was as Mace pleasured us, because Jonas began slinging into me desperately, his fingers biting into my thighs where he was holding me. I couldn’t speak or move as they controlled every aspect of what I was feeling. I managed to keep my eyes on Jonas as his eyes widened and his cock began to pulse inside me. I felt Mace’s finger slide out of my body and his hand replaced his mouth at the exact moment that Jonas released my legs and dropped all his weight down on me as he began to hammer into me uncontrollably. Mace’s hand was still stuck between us and he was jerking me off at the same frenetic pace that Jonas had set. Jonas’s mouth seized mineas his orgasm hit him and I went over at nearly the exact same time. Jonas swallowed my shout of pleasure and he continued to hump into me as aftershocks hammered us both. I heard Mace let out a groan and felt his come splash against my ass cheek.
As we each came down, we ended up in a tangle of limbs and touches and kiss after kiss was speared across my mouth and I had no idea whose were whose and I didn’t really care, because each and every kiss was perfect.
Fucking perfect.
But less than eight hours later, my perfect world shattered.
Because Jonas was gone.
Chapter 23
JONAS
I couldn’t helpbut keep looking over my shoulder to see if the two burly men that the District Attorney had assigned to protect me were still standing outside the office door. Seeing their outlines through the glass of the upper half of the door made me feel marginally better, but I knew I wouldn’t feel a hundred percent safe again until I was with Mace and Cole.
Since I couldn’t bear to think of the way I’d left Cole and Mace in the pre-dawn hours two days earlier, I turned my attention back to the well-dressed man on the other side of the desk. Kyle Ridgefield was a good looking guy who had an air of confidence about him that said he knew his job and he knew it well. There’d been a brief moment when I’d first met him that I’d actually been reminded of the dream man I’d always pictured myself with when I was a kid, but as quickly as the thought entered my mind, it disappeared again because I already had my dream men. I just needed to hope that they would still want me after all this was over.
“So do you have any questions about tomorrow?” Kyle asked as he closed the file in front of him and clasped his hands over it.
I shook my head. Testifying in front of the Grand Jury about Carrie’s murder would be easy compared to the day I would have toface Mateo in court and tell the world what he’d done. I’d just been relieved to learn that as soon as Mateo’s plea deal had been tossed out, he’d been re-arrested for Carrie’s murder before he could even walk out of the courtroom. But if the Grand Jury failed to hand down an indictment tomorrow, Mateo would be a free man.
“Well, if there’s nothing else…”
“What about Eduardo?” I asked.
Kyle shook his head. “Unfortunately, we don’t have enough to file charges against Eduardo and since the statute of limitations for what he did to you ran out several years ago, I’m afraid there’s not much we can do at this point.”
I shook my head. “It’s not right,” I said. “He shouldn’t get to keep profiting from what he did to me.”
