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“No, when you come here… Ez got you in with the toys, but what if he’d just sent them all home with you?”

What if he had? What if the testing had just been… that?

Jonah swallowed. He would have missed out on meeting any of them.

“Torin, I—”

“I’ve got you,” Torin murmured. He leaned down and rocked their hips together, making Jonah gasp again. “And we’re so glad you came here, Jonah. None of us thought you’d be like this.”

“Like what?”

Torin smiled. He kissed Jonah’s cheek and pressed his lips against Jonah’s ear. “Desperate for us. Forme.Ready to spread yourself open for anything we want, absolutely needing to take us. You have been a good boy, Jonah, but that’s not what I want from you.”

Jonah’s breath caught in his throat. He was so close, so ready to cum, but it was as though Torin’s pause was a grip around the base of his cock, holding him in place.

“What do you want?” he asked, voice breathy.

“Everything,” Torin said.

He kissed Jonah and when Jonah moaned into his mouth, immediately surrendering, Torin let go of Jonah’s wrists and wrestled his jeans open. He took Jonah’s cock in a firm grip and Jonah writhed beneath him, whining at the slick sound as Torin stroked him.

Torin sucked on Jonah’s tongue, stroking him faster. He tore his mouth away and Jonah tasted copper, which made him moan.

“Fuck, you’re perfect,” Torin hissed. He buried his face in Jonah’s throat and when Jonah felt him leave a bruise, he whined, hips thrusting up into Torin’s grip.

“That’s it,” Torin murmured. “Do you want to cum, Jonah?”

“Yes!”

Torin grinned. He flicked his thumb over the head of Jonah’s cock. “You don’t want to wait until I’m inside you?”

Jonah gripped the sheets tightly. Hedid.He wanted to see what Torin’s cock looked like, wanted it in his mouth, his arse…

“Torin…”

“You don’t want me to fill you with my cock? Fuck you until you scream, or have you bounce on it like the little slut you are?”

Jonah gasped out a moan. He was so close – every word Torin spoke put new images in his head and pushed him closer to the edge.

“Yes, I want it, Torin, please—”

Torin let go. Jonah let out a startled cry, but Torin pinned him before he could move.

He lay there, staring up at Torin, breathing hard. Jonah’s cock was still rock-hard, pre-cum sliding down his length.

“What are you…?”

Torin grinned. His eyes seemed to be a kaleidoscope of colours, and his skin had taken on something like a shimmer.

“You said you wanted me to fill you with my cock,” Torin said. “Come on. If I’m going to fuck you senseless, it’s not going to be in here.”

Chapter Three

Jonah followed Torin into the bathroom, eyes widening at what he found. It was as large a space as the bedroom, with a sunken bath built into the floor and already full of warm, lightly scented water.

“Torin, what—”

Torin cut him off with another deep kiss. Jonah didn’t mind. He ran his hands greedily over Torin’s shoulders, down his arms, and when he started working on the buttons of his shirt, Torin laughed into his mouth.