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“Don’t. Move,” he says when I’m about to drop my legs. “I want you on display for me.” I hear him clanging behind me and try to look over my shoulder.

“This is really unsanitary.”

He laughs, and it’s such a delicious sound. “I’ve had Toby spread out on that counter more than once. It’ll be fine.” At the mention of Toby, I look down the hallway toward the stairs where his bedroom is. What would he say if he came out and I’m spread open right here? “Jackpot.” I hear his footsteps fade away and turn to watch him walk into the living room. Did he really just leave me here? My question is answered seconds later when he walks back in. He grabs something off the counter and comes to stand in front of me. He picks up a croissant and smears butter all over it before handing it to me. “Eat.”

I take a bite and watch Jace pull a bottle of lube from the waistband of his boxers. With a grin, he shoves them off and squirts lube onto his hand, smearing it all over his cock. He jerks my hips closer to the edge and lines up with my asshole. “What are you doing?” His answer is slamming into me with one firm thrust. “Jace. Shit.”

He grabs my hips in a bruising grip and starts pounding into me so hard that our skin slapping echoes around the kitchen. I reach for my cock, and Jace smacks my hand away. “No. You want to be used like a filthy whore then that’s what I’m going to do.” His thrusts turn punishing and painful, but my body responds to it in a good way. He’s slamming into me, and my stupid cock is leaking pre-cum all over my stomach. Jace hooks his hands on my thighs, digs his fingers in, and starts pulling me down every time he thrusts inside me. “Take it all, Cum drop. Goddamn, you can take cock so fucking good.”

“Jace.”

“Don’t you dare come,” he grits out. “I see your cock twitching. I’ll punish you for fucking days.” Jace slams into me four more times before he holds himself as far as he can. “Fuck, Angel.” He groans as he comes, then pulls out, leaving me panting. “Finish eating and get cleaned up.” He leaves the kitchen without a backward glance, and I’m too stunned to say anything. He really just used me to get off and left me hard as fuck with his cum still leaking out of me.

Damn him.

*****

Toby is awake by the time I get out of the shower, and he pulls me into his arms when I step from the bathroom. “Hey, Baby.”

“Hey,” I reply, accepting his kiss.

Toby spins us around and then turns me so my back is against his chest. He marches us to the bed and pushes between my shoulder blades, so I lay my chest on the bed. He jerks my boxers down. “Spread yourself open for me.”

I reach back and open myself for him without question. He grabs the lube from beside my head, and seconds later, he’s pushing into me. I’m more than a little sore from the repeated abuse my ass has taken, but I’m not going to complain. I want every bit of what they give me. “Toby,” I moan when he rubs against my prostate.

“Jace said you were desperate for cock, Baby. But you don’t get to decide when you get it. We do.” He bends down and kisses across my shoulder blades. “We’re going to use you all day. When and where we want. However, we want. And you’re going to take it like the good fucking boy you are.” Fuck. I don’t know if I should have kept my mouth shut or not. If I’m honest, I want them to use me without caring for my needs. I need them to. Toby lifts one of my legs and puts it on the bed. The move spreads me even further for him, and his thrusts turn brutal.

“Oh my God.”

“What did I tell you about that?” Toby pulls out, pushes me until my knees are on the bed, and climbs behind me. He shoves me onto my hands and slams back inside me. “Only the devil can fuck you like this, Baby.” Toby wraps both hands, one over the other, around my throat and pulls until my back is bent, putting me at an odd angle. He’s fucking me with quick, deep strokes, and my cock is rubbing against the comforter. It’s barely touching, but feels like a million hands are running all over it. “I love the way you feel, the way you squeeze my cock. You were made for me.” Before I can put that sentence together, Toby pulls me flush against his chest. He wraps one arm around my waist and squeezes my throat with his other hand. My air supply is immediately cut off, and my hands latch onto his thighs. Toby reaches down and squeezes my balls hard. “You were about to come, and we can’t have that.” My cock starts throbbing painfully, and I whimper. Black spots start dancing in my vision, and I lay my head back against his shoulder. Toby squeezes my throat one last time and lets go. “Perfect.”

“Please let me come.”

Toby pushes me to my stomach and lays on my back, still pumping inside me. He grabs my hands, laces our fingers together, and pulls them over my head. “You are here for our pleasure and ours only. You have to earn the right to come.” He starts grinding harder and groans when I start moaning with each thrust. “Fuck!” He pulls out abruptly and moves off my back. “Roll over.” I maneuver onto my back, and Toby walks up to straddle my head on his knees, stroking his cock. “Open.” He braces his hand on the bed and starts jerking his cock fast over my open mouth. I watch every look cross his face, his abs bunch, and his body hunch with each stroke. “Baby,” he groans when the first splash of cum hits my cheek. The next lands on my lips and then in my mouth. “Don’t swallow.” He fills my mouth up and sits back on his heels. “Come get a taste, Jace.”

I look around Toby to see Jace leaning against the wall beside the bed. I was so in tune with Toby that I didn’t even hear him come in. Toby jerks me to sit up, and in three long strides, Jace is beside the bed. He hooks his hand on the back of my head and jerks me toward his face. “Let me see.” I let my mouth open more so he can see Toby’s cum. “Fucking hell.” He seals his lips over mine, tasting Toby on my lips. He kisses me until I’m trying to climb up him. Jace pulls back, takes his finger to wipe Toby’s cum from my cheek, and sucks his finger into his mouth.

“Oh,” I breathe when he grins at me.

“Get dressed and meet me downstairs.” Jace stands up and runs his fingers through my hair. “I have some meetings today, and I’d like you to go with me.”

“Me?” Why the hell does he want me to go to meetings with him? I don’t even know what Jace does for a living.

“Yes, you, Angel.” He walks away and turns around when he gets to the door. “But no underwear.” He disappears from the room, and Toby chuckles.

“You better get ready, Baby.”

“I don’t have anything to wear.” Toby gets up from the bed, walks into his closet, and comes out holding a shopping bag. He sets it on the bed in front of me.

“I had one of my employees go pick this up.”

I open it and suck in a breath. “Holy shit, Toby. This is too much.” There are expensive brands here that I couldn’t even buy if I saved for a year. “I can’t take this.”

“You can and you will. Wear the gray pants with that green shirt. There’s shoes on the bottom.” He pecks my lips. “See you downstairs.”

I pull myself from the bed when he walks out. I get dressed, feeling very overwhelmed. Not about the sex but about how much Toby wants to take care of me. I’ve never had anyone like that besides Leland and my sister. My mom was killed in a car accident when I was ten, and my dad drank himself into isolation. No one can stand him and I haven’t seen him for over eight years because of it.

“What the fuck am I doing?” I ask myself in the mirror. I’m letting two men I barely know fuck me all over this house. However they want to, without argument. What’s wrong with me?

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