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“No, you don’t,” he said. “I’ve already told you not to apologize. One, you were asleep. Two, I fucking liked it. Lube up and slide in for all I care. I want you to fuck me, Raiden.”

“Not like that. I didn’t have your consent. I didn’t make sure you wanted it.”

“Well, here’s my consent. I want it. Wake me up by fucking me. I. Don’t. Care. If for some reason I’m not in the mood, believe me when I tell you, you’ll know. You might be bigger than me, but I know numerous ways to take you down. This…” He motioned between us. “I want it. There’s no better way to wake up than someone making me feel good.”

Jealousy licked through me. “Who else woke you that way?”

“No one, I’m projecting, thinking about when I do wake like that with you and Alton. Even as I did just now, it was almost perfect. We’ll just need to stash lube under the pillows.”

I scrubbed a hand over my face as yesterday returned in a rush. The meeting where Lane was shot. Driving here because it was closer. Alton stitching Lane’s leg. Me getting angry at Lane for trying to become Jordan’s second. Me apologizing for acting the way I did. Us crawling into bed and sleeping.

We woke hours later, ate takeout Alton had delivered, then got back into bed so we could be together while Lane rested his leg. We watched TV until we passed out once more. Now it was… I glanced at the clock… four in the morning.

What was it about Lane that I couldn’t contain myself? It wasn’t like I’d had a relationship recently. Pre-Jordan, I dated occasionally but nothing stuck. Once I started working for him, my personal life took a back seat. Alton further put a pause on anyone else. The first time I saw him, I knew he was special. To have him and Lane, damn, someone should pinch me.

Alton returned, rounding the bed to hand Lane a pill and a glass of water. “It’ll do the trick without making you too tired.”

“Thanks,” Lane said and swallowed it. He handed me the glass so I could put it on the nightstand. “Anywho, Al, how do you feel about being fucked while you’re asleep?”

Alton’s eyes went wide, making me feel even worse. “Is that what happened?”

“No,” Lane said, gripping my hand again so I wouldn’t leave. “Ray was asleep and grinding against me. I told him next time lube up and slip in. I want it. I gave him my consent to do it whenever he wanted. So I’m asking if that’s something you want too. If not, we’ll have to figure something out, like locking your ass up or whatever.”

“Is that a thing?”

Lane shrugged.

“Jesus.” Alton’s gaze met mine. “You wouldn’t hurt me. I trust you. And if it means waking with you inside me or you riding me… I like the sound of that.”

“What is wrong with the two of you?” I groaned. “You shouldn’t want me to assault you while you’re asleep.”

“That’s not what this is,” Lane stated firmly. “Even if you’re awake and the urge strikes while I’m passed out, use me. I’d rather you fuck me or Al than go looking for someone else.”

My mouth dropped open. “Is that what you think? That if you don’t offer yourself up I’ll fuck other people? I don’t want anyone but you two.”

He shrugged again.

“You call me impossible to get to open up but what are you doing?”

“Look at my family life?” he yelled. “My male role model was an epic asshole, and my mother couldn’t stand him but stayed for her children. Then she slept with another man, and here I am. Who knows how many others she found along the way, not that I blame her. She didn’t get affection from the fucker she married so she sought it elsewhere. This is my reference point, okay? I’m not proud of it.”

Alton reached out to run his fingers through Lane’s hair, where it fell onto his forehead. “I’m not going anywhere. I want you both. We’re exclusive.”

I nodded. “We’ve been through this.”

“I know,” Lane whispered, the fight draining from him. “This is new. I don’t know what the hell I’m doing. Two men? I can’t even find one to keep me.”

“We will.”

He peered up at me. “Prove it. Fuck me.”

“We shouldn’t when you’re upset or injured.”

“When then? I want to feel, Raiden. I want you inside me. I want Al to jerk off and come all over me while he gets me off too. I need you both.”

“Whatever you want,” Alton said. “We just have to be careful of your leg.”

“You’re both trying to kill me,” I muttered. “Saying I can fuck you while you’re asleep and now this.” I was normally a pretty happy guy. I liked to joke and have fun. But these two brought out a lot in me, way too many emotions to process, as well as my body having a mind of its own while I slept.

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