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Something about the words or my touch had a low moan escaping Ryan, but the way Dare smiled said it was exactly what he wanted. “That’s my good boys. You’re perfect together.”

Dare leaned over and gave me a kiss before slipping off my pants and giving my naked hip a pat. “Sit on the bed and help Ryan take his punishment.”

I wasn’t sure punishment was the right word for something he wanted so desperately, but I nodded. “Yes, Master.”

Obeying, I sat down beside Ryan, running my hand over his back and shifting so I could hold his right hand in mine. Tension seemed to be flooding through him but there was excitement and need too.

Leaning down, I spoke quietly as Dare stroked his ass. “Master is hard just thinking about spanking you. I love seeing him watch you like this. You’re both so sexy together.”

Something tender flashed in Dare’s eyes as he brought the spoon down on Ryan’s ass for the first time. Ryan’s gasp filled the room before he whimpered and unconsciously spread his legs, arching his ass up for Dare.

So fucking sexy.

Our Master gave him what he desperately wanted, bringing the spoon down again, peppering Ryan’s ass with the innocent-looking wood. Every smack had Ryan making quiet sexy sounds as his pleasure built.

When his ass was flushed pink and it was impossible to miss how hard he was, Dare stroked over his cheeks and Ryan finally gasped out. “Master, I’ll come.”

The spoon fell to the floor as Dare shifted both hands to stroke his sub. “Good boy. You did so good for me.”

Breathing heavy and fighting the sensations that had to be at war inside him, Ryan sank down against the mattress. When I could feel his muscles start to relax, Dare moved to stand beside him, kissing his head. “My beautiful sub. So strong.”

The tenderness and awe in his voice was impossible to miss. He knew how hard this journey had been for us and how far we had to go before we understood everything we needed, and he was so proud of us for every step we took.

I’d never met anyone like Dare.

He’d swept into our life and turned everything on its head, but somehow in doing that he’d put everything where it should’ve always been. He’d given me Ryan. But more than that, he’d given me a confidence in myself that I’d never felt.

We were his submissives.

I was his boy.

He was my Master.

And I was pretty sure I was falling head over heels for him…for both of them.