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I focused on washing Jasper’s body while Greg’s confident hands scrubbed mine. As they worked down my body, my breathing quickened. There was something about the movement that told me he had more in mind than to simply wash my dick and get out of the shower. The farther down my body he got, the closer he stepped, until his cock ran between my ass cheeks at the same time his hand wrapped around my erection. Suddenly, he was pressed against me from my shoulders to my ankles, and my head fell back against his shoulder. “Fuck,” I whispered, the word barely audible over the noise of the shower.

My hands were still on Jasper, and of their own accord, they slid up to his nipples, my nails raking across his skin. Jasper’s answering inhale was louder than my own voice. “That’s hot,” he finally rasped out, reaching for the container of bodywash and squeezing an overly generous amount in his hand. The action didn’t strike me as strange, despite knowing I’d already washed his body. When lathered hands began to run up and down my chest, I couldn’t decide if I wanted to arch into Jasper or grind back into Greg. They were going to kill me.

Greg began rocking his hips, the tip of his cock brushing over my tight ring of muscles, making my knees weak. Push back, definitely push back. Dammit, I wanted that. As long as we moved slow, I could easily take him without stretching, but I didn’t think I could take him without some form of proper—or improvised—lube. Bodywash did not good lube make. I didn’t want to break the moment to get the conditioner or lube, but I also wanted to be stretched and filled.

The thought of being stretched reminded me again of the dildo Derek had bought me. I wanted to be able to take both of my men and to feel them inside me. The thought of being stretched so far, being so connected to both Greg and Jasper at the same time, being completely and utterly claimed by them, had my cock throbbing.

I pinched Jasper’s nipple harder, giving it a firm twist as Greg continued to pump my cock and thrust against my crack. “Jesus, fuck, Greg, gonna…” I didn’t know if anyone could hear me. We’d all worked ourselves into a frenzy, even Jasper, despite his comment moments earlier about being too tired to have sex.

I was hovering right on the edge when Greg thrust against me, his tip breaching my ring for the briefest of seconds on his glide up, and I lost it. That barely there pressure had been all I’d needed to send me over the edge, and I came hard against Jasper’s stomach. My cock pulsed over and over, but the evidence against Jasper’s skin was washed away just as quickly. Then I heard Greg moan and warmth spread in my crack. My cock gave a valiant last twitch, and my fingers slipped from Jasper’s nipples, my nails dragging against the buds as they left.

A sudden warmth against my stomach had my eyes drifting down to see Jasper coming all over me. The look in his eyes told me he was just as surprised by his own orgasm as I’d been. “You didn’t even touch yourself,” I marveled as I watched his cum wash down my body.

Greg’s voice was barely more than a whisper as he looked over my shoulder. “Hot damn. That was the sexiest thing I’ve ever witnessed.”

Jasper blinked, water sluicing down his body. “I can’t believe that happened.”

Greg chuckled. “Come on, final rinse then we need to get you both to bed. If we wait much longer, Harrison is going to fall asleep standing up.”

“Will not.” I tried to protest but the yawn that broke the last word made it hard to be taken seriously.

“Sure you won’t.” Greg chuckled, his voice knowing and filled with a smile. He quickly rinsed both my front and back, then sent me out of the shower with a pat to my ass. “Go get dried off.” Then he turned his attention to Jasper.

Not five minutes later, we’d made our way to the bed and collapsed. I didn’t even remember falling asleep.

Chapter 3

Greg

December 24th

“Hey, Dad.” Emma’s voice sounded cheerful over the line. Background noise told me she was already at the airport for her first flight of the day. “How’s the weather there?” She’d been worried that her flight would end up being canceled due to weather, but for now I was more worried about the storm forming over the Rockies than the weather here. Seriously, how much snow was this area of the country going to get?

I sank back into the couch, enjoying a few free moments to myself while everyone else was out of the house. Derek, Colt, Declan, and Ty had all been at Marla’s for the afternoon doing something with the kids. Jasper had been called by the foreman to help with a fence repair on the property and Harrison had jumped at the chance to go. I’d learned long ago that those two got so wrapped up in ranch work and worked so well together that it was best I left them alone. Sometimes on warm days I’d head out with them, sit in the shade and read while they worked, but that was as close as I came to working on the ranch. Thankfully, neither minded.

“It finally stopped snowing here, and from what I hear, it’s supposed to be nice the next few days. Cold but nice.”

“How cold?” Emma asked. She was back in California for the time being finishing up some grad work but was in the Bay area, not near San Diego. That didn’t mean she was prepared for the inches of snow and blowing cold we had in Oklahoma.

“Dress in layers. Make sure to tell Devin to dress warm as well. At least a few days of layers—I know you’re heading far south after this.”

“Will do. You ready for tomorrow?”

I shrugged even though I knew she couldn’t see me. “Yeah. Honestly, I don’t need anything that says we’re together. I don’t mean that to sound flippant or that I don’t care. It’s just that I’ve already reworked everything to make sure they are provided for should anything happen to me. I think it’s mostly for the family at this point.”

She chuckled softly. “Basically what I thought. I know you don’t need a ceremony, but I think it’s special that you three are committing yourselves to each other. And I appreciate you doing it for the family. It means a lot to Nate and me to be able to be there tomorrow. You know we’ve only ever wanted you happy.”

“I know, I know.”

“Excited to see Slade?” she teased.

I groaned. Slade was a great guy. He and Nate had been inseparable for over two years and I suspected they’d be together a lot longer, but he was still a shameless flirt. Nate had a propensity to overshare like Derek and Ty did, and I’d found out that they were absolutely monogamous. I’d come to suspect that Slade flirted like he did just to drive me insane. “I like Slade. He’s just…”

“Bubbly?” Emma supplied.

“Yeah, we’ll go with that. What time do you get in tomorrow?” I was already trying to plan the day.

“One, but Nate’s picking us up on his way to the ranch.”

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