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“We’ve been exclusive for months now,” Dayne reminded her. “We’ve been with no one else but each other.”

Whenever Dayne admitted that out loud, it was always a relief to hear. Especially since the man previously admitted he used the resort as his personal playground. It was hard to believe he gave that up for both him and Cara.

But he had.

It was easier for Heath and Cara to be exclusive to the triad since it took more of an effort to find a potential partner, unlike Dayne who was surrounded by them daily.

“If you remove the condoms, we’ll have to start all over again,” she answered.

It took a second for it to sink in that she meant the anal sex and not their relationship.

“It’ll be easier the second time.” Dayne was just as eager to ditch the condoms.

She hesitated for only a few seconds before nodding. “Okay.”

Heath quickly pulled out and ripped off the condom, tossing it over his shoulder and not caring where it landed. Dayne dropped her legs and Heath grabbed her hands, lifting her enough for the resort owner to pull himself free and remove his condom. Heath didn’t follow the trajectory of it, but he was damn sure it also ended up on the floor in his enthusiasm.

Clean up in aisle five.

“We’ll need more lube,” Dayne announced, reaching for it and spreading a generous amount on his now-bare erection. He worked more inside Cara before tossing the tube aside.

Gripping the root, he held his cock in place and gave Heath the signal to help Cara mount him. As soon as she wasonce again seated on his cock, he pulled her legs back and held them wide open, giving Heath full access.

Heath quickly got back into place and drove his cock home.

Home.

He realized at that moment, that was the feeling he got in his chest whenever he sank deep into Cara or Dayne. Even the second he arrived on the resort and saw the other two-thirds of their triad.

Holy shit.

“Fuuuuuck.” Dayne’s groaned curse pulled Heath from his rattling discovery.

Dayne only made slight movements when Heath began to thrust. The tight heat of her pussy combined with the friction created between the two cocks filling her was almost too much for him to bear.

“Jesus,” Dayne ground out. “I’m hardly moving and I’m struggling not to come.”

“Put yourself in my place,” Heath somehow managed to say.

Instead of offering to switch, Dayne began to do what he did best: talk dirty.

He was so good at it that during the week, when Heath wasn’t at the ranch resort, and they regularly jerked off together during video chats. The filthy words and suggestions that Dayne so skillfully spewed would fill his ears and fuel his imagination.

Dayne also had those types of phone and video chats with Cara. It was the next best thing when they couldn’t be together in person.

But right now, Heath had to block out his barrage of filthy scenarios or he’d lose it too quickly. Hopefully, his dirtytalk, along with their actions, would make Cara climax sooner than later.

Heath only paused long enough to snag one of the vibrators he’d thrown on the mattress earlier and switch it on. Placing the buzzing toy directly against her clit, it pulled a gasp from her, while Dayne pinned her tighter against him so her hips wouldn’t dance around, possibly dislodging them both.

Their teamwork was seamless.

To help push her over the edge, he began plucking her nipples with his lips and fingers. At first, he was gentle, then she begged him to do it harder and rougher. It got to the point he was scraping his teeth over the very hard tips and sinking them into her soft flesh.

Her unbridled wail filled the space around them at the same time her body bowed, fighting against Dayne’s hold. With her eyes rolled back, she bucked against them. “Please…please…Yessss,like that…Give me more. Fuck me harder. Please…Please…Please!”

Heath gritted his teeth and did his best to give her what she wanted. Dayne’s constant stream of erotic talk ceased, as did his thrusts, when Heath rammed his cock inside her over and over.

Dayne blew out a ragged breath before releasing a growled, “Christ.”