Page 17 of Getting Hitched

“Sit down, for fuck’s sake. You can’t seriously be so horny you’re about to pass out, can you?”

“I don’t know. The only time I’ve gone this long without jerking off was after I got shot.”

“You’re the one who said you wanted to be punished,” Gray said.

“Wait, is that why you’re…? I didn’t mean this.”

Gray raised a brow. “Last time I checked, it’s the Dom who sets the punishment.”

Jack opened his mouth, most likely to complain or make a sassy comment, but he closed it again when Mason shook his head.

Gray stood. “I’m going to bed. If you’re both very good, I’ll consider a small reward tomorrow night.”

“Really?” Mason asked.

“Yes, really.”

“Then we’re going to be fucking perfect; right, Jack?”

“Abso-fucking-lutely.”

The next night, Gray saw the package on the porch when he arrived home. Mason was working until eight, but he’d expected Jack to beat him home. His phone beeped as he was unlocking the door. When he was inside, he saw it was a text from Jack: Running late. Processing a suspect.

K. See you soon.

Since he was alone, he took the package to the playroom and opened it. Even if he did grant Jack and Mason some relief that night, he was still planning to save the vibrators until after the wedding. But he wanted a chance to test them and consider what else he’d need on Saturday.

The vibrators looked exactly like they had on the website. Gray put the batteries in them and made sure both motors were working properly. He tested all the settings from a light buzz to the heaviest vibration. These were really going to keep Mason and Jack squirming. He placed them and their remotes toward the back of the cabinet, where he doubted either of his lovers would find them. Then he found the ropes he was going to use to truss them both up, as well as some clamps, a flogger, and a few other toys he might make use of. Not long after he’d gathered everything, Jack arrived.

“Did it come?” he asked as soon as Gray stepped into the kitchen.

“Yes, and I’ve put it away.”

“Is there anything I can do for you, sir?”

Gray smiled. “On your best behavior?”

Jack nodded. “Yes, sir.”

Gray had been crazy to think they should go all week without sex. They didn’t often take their games outside of the bedroom, but occasionally Jack enjoyed being given orders when they were home just with each other.

“How about a bargain?”

Jack’s eyes lit up. There was no mistaking his anticipation. “What are the terms, sir?”

“Make dinner for the three of us. Something basic is fine; I’m not looking for an elaborate meal or one that’s too filling. Set the table nicely. Call me when everything is ready, and I’ll see how well you’ve done. If I’m satisfied, I’ll let you and Mason come tonight.”

Jack beamed at him. “I agree to your bargain, sir.”

When Mason came in, Jack was setting the table.

“Did the package come?” Mason asked Gray.

“It did. And we’ve already started negotiations for what your good behavior could win you.”

“Without me?”

“I’ve asked Jack for a little domestic service.”

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