NecessaryDecision by A.D. Christopher Page B

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hand out to him. Kylar took it and reached his hand out to Gable, who laughed
and threw his arms around both of their necks.
    “This isn’t a time to shake hands!” Gable pressed a kiss to
Varek’s cheek, and then to Kylar’s. There, he lingered for a moment, sighing
against Kylar’s skin before moving on to Kylar’s mouth. Their mouths met and
lips parted and Gable’s tongue twined with Kylar’s, sending sweet spirals of longing
through his entire body. And then Varek was behind him.
    Varek’s thick arms wrapped around Kylar’s waist far enough
to grab fistfuls of Gable’s shirt and pull them all closer. Gable’s body
pressed against Kylar’s, bringing the hard ridge of his arousal tight against
his own. Behind him, Varek’s erection nudged into his back with an insistence
that left no doubt how much Varek wanted him.
    Love ahead, love behind and Kylar wasn’t going to let any of
it go to waste.
    “I think we all need to be wearing fewer clothes,” he
mumbled against Gable’s lips. “Now.”
    Gable smiled and reached for the bottom of his sweater while
Kylar worked open Gable’s belt and Varek’s busy hands took care of Kylar’s
clothing in record time. “Going for the lube,” Varek said, and took off toward
the master bath. It was the last place they’d used it, when they’d shared a
shower early that morning. Kylar was so glad he wasn’t going to have to go back
to showering alone, or doing anything alone, ever again.
    “Hurry.” Kylar stepped out of his pants and reached for
Gable. He ran soft fingers over Gable’s olive skin, down his flat abdomen to
the thick thatch of black hair that sheltered the base of his cock. “It would
have been a shame not to see this ever again,” Kylar said as he wrapped his hand
around Gable’s erection and gave a gentle tug.
    “A crying shame.” Gable’s breath caught as Kylar found a
slow rhythm with his hand. A naked Varek returned just as Gable’s head fell
back with a moan.
    “You two are…” Varek trailed off as Kylar turned and found
Varek’s cock with his other hand.
    “We’re what? Cat got your tongue?” Kylar asked, a hint of a
smile on his face that Varek obviously didn’t miss.
    “No, you’ve got my cock. Much better.” The larger man’s eyes
sparkled as he opened the lube and squeezed a dime-sized circle on the head of
his burgeoning erection. “Only thing better would be my cock in your ass.”
    “What about my ass?” Gable asked, his tone playful
despite the fact that his breath was coming faster with every stroke of Kylar’s
skilled hand.
    “Let’s take care of your cock first.” Kylar moved his hand
aside while Varek dribbled lube along Gable’s arousal and then returned to
spread slickness over every inch of his lover’s hot length. He did the same to
Varek. He wanted them both to be ready for what he hoped would happen next. He
stroked them harder, up and down, faster and faster, until their sacs grew full
and Gable began to leak milky fluid. Only when he was certain they were both
slick and aching, both near the edge, did he turn and kneel in front of the
chair he’d been sitting on when they jumped in the window, lean forward and
spread his legs.
    “Both of you,” he said, looking over his shoulder. “I want
you both to fuck me.”
    Gable sucked in a breath, his eyes glittering. Varek’s cock
twitched with eagerness, but Varek still shook his head. “We don’t want to hurt
you. Let Gable and I—”
    “Both. Now.” Kylar tilted his hips, showing them his tight,
pink hole. “I’ve been dreaming about this since that night by the waterfall.”
    Varek’s expression wavered. “No. I don’t think—”
    “What’s the point of being a shifter if you can’t push your
body a little too far in the name of pleasure?” Kylar asked, with a suggestive
roll of his hips.
    Gable smiled, took the lube from the table and smoothed some
onto his thumb. “I think you’re a smart man.” A second later, his thumb