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“Breathe, baby.” Vic’s hand was gentle on Saul’s face. “Next time, you’ll be inside me while Crank fucks you.”

Saul managed a chuckle. “You just wanted a ringside seat for the main event, didn’t you?”

Vic grinned. “Watching you take a dick for the first time? You bet.”

Crank pushed, the head popped through the ring of muscle, and Saul moaned. “Fuck, that feels huge.”

“Which is why I won’t move until you give me the go-ahead,” Crank assured him. His hands were warm on Saul’s thighs, his gaze focused on Saul’s face, Vic’s body equally warm beneath him.

I’m lying here, surrounded by love.

Fuck, he never wanted to lose this feeling.

And you won’t, Crank said with a smile.We’ve got you.You’re ours.

Saul breathed deeply.I’m ready for more.

Then Crank hooked his arms under Saul’s knees, gave a gentle push, and slid into Saul’s body with a soft sigh. “Aw fuck, you’re so warm and tight.”

Saul choked back a cry to find himself swamped with so much love, pouring from his mates, rolling off them, connecting them. Crank kissed him, then Vic, before three mouths met in a three-way kiss, his hole stretched around Crank’s girthy shaft.

Crank pressed his forehead to Saul’s. “Love you,” he whispered as he began to move, slow, delicious strokes that lit up Saul’s body like a goddamn Christmas tree. Saul groaned when Crank’s dick nudged his prostate, and Crank smiled. “Andthereit is.”

Saul arched his back, and Vic took Saul’s hands in his, gripping them tightly. Crank picked up speed, and Saul’s moans were in sync with Crank’s thrusts, their combined noises filling the air.

“Can’t last long,” Crank gasped. “You feel too fucking good.”

“Then come in me,” Saul pleaded. He widened his eyes as Vic let go of his hand and curled it around Saul’s shaft, tugging it, sending his pleasure into the stratosphere. It seemed as though mere seconds passed before he was creaming Vic’s hand and Crank’s dick throbbed inside him.

“Oh gods, that was worth waiting for,” Saul moaned before Crank’s lips met his in a lingering, tender kiss. Then Vic lay beside him, and Saul was enfolded in two pairs of arms, Crank’s damp chest against his side.

“Love you both so much,” Vicwhispered.

Saul held Vic to him. “Get used to this, because we are never letting you out of our sight again.”

Vic craned his neck to peer into Saul’s eyes. “You do know that’s not going to be possible, don’t you?”

Crank snorted. “We’re gonna give it a damn good try.”

Saul knew what he was praying for—a time when there was no more fighting, when he could love his mates without fear of losing either of them.

Make it soon, please.

Chapter Thirty-One

DELLAN PUSHEDhis plate away and patted his stomach with a contented sigh. “That was delicious.”

Horvan had to agree. Rael’s surprise meal in the open air had taken some organizing on Mrs. Landon’s part, but she’d provided an amazing meal for—

How many people?

Rael grinned.Twenty-two. You should have seen her face when I told her there’d be two more, but I had no idea about Victor and Irena.He peered at the table.And there are leftovers.

Dellan snickered.Not for long. Give it half an hour, and Saul and Crank will be raiding the fridge.

A wave of satisfied groans moved around the tables, and Horvan gazed at the faces of his mates, his team—his friends. The lump in his throat threatened to choke him.

After all we’ve been through together, it’s hard to believe we’re about to go our separate ways.