Page 37 of Colin

Colin didn’t move at first, still nibbling at his lip, seemingly unconvinced by Fox’s reassurance.

Fox tilted his chin up with one finger, forcing Colin to meet his gaze. His eyes were looking green today, although yesterday Fox would have sworn they were blue. “Here’s what’s what. I’m going to tell you what we’re going to do and you’re gonna speak up if any of it doesn’t make your dick spurt, okay?”

Colin’s nose wrinkled with distaste. “Mydick spurt? Are you kidding me?”

Fox pressed a quick kiss to the frown on Colin’s pretty pink lips. “Hush. Step one: we’re gonna get you naked. Put all this warm, velvety skin on display for us to rub and lick and touch as much as we want. Step two: I’m gonna use the lube Dane’s so helpfully providing us and I’m going to stretch this poor, neglected hole.” He pressed a finger in demonstration, watching as Colin’s lips parted at the sensation. “I’m gonna get it loose and wet, absolutely dripping for us.”

Colin shifted in his hold. “What’s—what’s Dane going to be doing?” he asked breathily.

Fox’s grin was positively wolfish. “So glad you asked, my lamb. Dane is going to be worshipping the rest of this gorgeous body of yours. And if he’s really, really good at it, you might reward him with that vicious mouth on his cock. He’s dying for it. Aren’t you, Dane?”

Colin once again twisted to stare at Dane in the doorway. His cock was still hard against Fox’s stomach, and it twitched against him as Colin realized Dane had been listening in on Fox’s filthy plans.

“You’re dying for it?” he asked Dane, sounding like he couldn’t believe it.

Dane tossed the lube into Fox’s waiting hand, then came to sit at the edge of the bed beside them. He pressed a lingering kiss to Colin’s neck. “Do you doubt it?”

Fox licked his lips as Dane slid one of Colin’s hands onto his bulge.

“Oh,” Colin said simply. But Fox didn’t miss the way his hand squeezed, the shiver that ran through his body at the evidence of Dane’s arousal. “And then what?”

“Then, my brave, prickly human,” Fox answered, kissing Colin again for good measure. “Then I’m going to fuck you like I’vebeen craving since the moment you appeared on our doorstep. But only once you’re begging for it. Would you like that? Dane’s cock in your mouth, me fucking your hole? Messy and used and absolutely overwhelmed?”

“I don’t, um—I don’t know.” But Colin was rocking his hips against Fox’s body again, searching for friction. “I’ve never tried it before.”

“Any objections?”

Colin shook his head frantically, and Fox nodded to Dane, who captured their human’s mouth with his. Fox worked to push Colin’s shorts the rest of the way off, humming in approval when Colin shimmied his hips to help him out.

Together, the two of them laid him on his back, his head pointed to the foot of the bed.

Colin looked nervously from one to the other, but he made no attempt to cover himself. “Shouldn’t I be on my hands and knees?”

Fox shook his head, brushing his fingers along Colin’s calf. “Another time, maybe.” Because while that image was hot as fuck to think about, Fox wasn’t about to deprive himself of the sight in front of him: Colin’s long limbs stretched out, that beautiful face on display, his pebbled pink nipples just begging to be sucked, and his flushed and weeping cock, hard as hell and dripping precum onto his stomach.

“You’re going to get naked too?” Colin asked, his nerves creeping into his voice for the first time.

Fox’s need to reassure him made it an easy answer. “Of course.”

He started stripping, nodding to Dane to do the same. It was almost funny, the way Colin whipped his head back and forth sharply, trying to get an eyeful of both of them at the same time. His tense muscles began to relax again with each piece of clothing they removed.

Fully nude, Fox uncapped the lube while an equally nude Dane stretched out beside Colin on the bed.

Colin stopped gaping at Fox’s naked body and turned his head to Dane. “Hi,” he said softly.

“Hi.” Dane’s answering smile was adoring as all hell. What a fucking softie.

“Fox said you’re going to worship me.”

“Well, then…” Dane’s smile grew wider. “I’ve never known Fox to lie.”

It was a sweet moment, all tender as fuck, and it made Fox’s heart clench. There was something real here. He knew it. And he knew Dane knew it, whether the stubborn dick wanted to admit it or not.

But now wasn’t the time to get sentimental. Not with Colin stretched out before them, ready and willing.

Fox focused on his task, peripherally aware of Dane capturing Colin’s mouth again, his fingers exploring Colin’s chest. Fox lubed up his own fingers, coaxing Colin to bend his knees, giving Fox access to that soft, silken furrow once again. He stroked along the crease and heard a gasp, muffled by Dane’s mouth. Fox smirked, nudging Colin’s legs even wider apart. He found that puckered entrance and rubbed against it gently.

He took his time.

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