The bed shifted again when Jase returned.

“Okay,” Leyton finally said, his heart beating a mile a minute. “But I hope like fuck you know what this means.”

He didn’t give her time to question him before he pulled her mouth back to his, one arm wrapping around her so that she was flush against him. He reached down and guided his cock into the warm recesses of her body. She sheathed him, her pussy wrapping around him like a silken glove. The pleasure was enough to drag a rumbling growl from his chest.

Ashlynn pulled back briefly, sucking in air as he filled her.

“Oh, God,” she whispered. “It feels … so … good.”

“Jase,” Leyton called out. “This won’t last long.”

“Right here,” Jase confirmed.

“Oh, yes,” Ashlynn hissed, lifting her head and glancing over her shoulder. “I can’t wait much longer.”

Leyton could feel Jase’s fingers as they slipped inside Ashlynn’s ass, sliding against his dick. He wasn’t going to last long, either, if Jase didn’t get a move on.

“Fuck me,” she pleaded. “Both of you. Right … fucking … now!”

Unable to hold back any longer, Leyton began pumping his hips as he held Ashlynn’s still, driving his dick into her pussy. The last vestiges of his control snapped, leaving him desperate. His entire world slowed, everything centered on the woman above him as he fucked her slow and deep. Time stood still, possibly even went backward when Jase got in position, then filled her ass with his cock. Slowly, ever so fucking slowly, they managed to find a rhythm that worked for them.

With Ashlynn panting and pleading between them—the woman definitely had a penchant for anal sex—Leyton ground his teeth together as the pleasure overwhelmed him, a torrent of sensation taking over when Jase began pounding Ashlynn furiously, their combined grunts and groans echoing in the room, the scent of sex permeating his senses.

It was the most amazing thing he’d ever experienced.

“Harder,” Ashlynn begged. “Oh, God, yes! Fuck. Me. Harder!”

Leyton couldn’t do much more than move his hips due to the combined weight of them above him, but the friction of her cunt milking his dick was enough to have his balls drawing up against his body, his heart pounding erratically as his release rushed up on him.

“Fuck!” Jase yelled. “Come for us, Ash. Come for us, baby!”

Ashlynn slammed her mouth down on Leyton’s, and as she licked his tongue furiously, he gave himself over to his climax. While his dick pulsed inside her, Ashlynn’s pussy clamped down on him hard at the same time Jase’s hips stopped moving, his cock pulsing in her ass as he came. Their combined cries of ecstasy sent blinding pleasure through him until he was damn worried he was going to black out.

Chapter Forty

This… Yes, this I could get used to.

Present day

Sunday, November 8 th

The following morning, Jase had woken before Ashlynn and Leyton. He’d slipped out of the room, and after changing, he had headed for the gym Ashlynn had set up in one of the spare rooms upstairs. Two hours of intense focus hadn’t helped to settle his mind much, but he physically felt somewhat better.

He was consumed by emotions he didn’t understand, and he’d wanted to find a way to push them aside, but that wasn’t his nature. He didn’t run from things, he faced them head on, but when it came to what he was feeling for Ashlynn and Leyton, he wasn’t sure how to handle them.

His feelings for Ashlynn, the love he felt for her, wasn’t new, and it didn’t surprise him that it was intensifying. The more time they spent together, the more she seemed to open up to him, the deeper his feelings for her got.

But what he was feeling for Leyton… It seemed far too quick for him to feel anything at all for the man. Yes, the sex was phenomenal, but he’d always suspected it would be. The chemistry between the three of them was off the charts. But like Ashlynn, Jase had never linked sex with love. So what he was feeling for Leyton didn’t sit well with him. He didn’t love him, not yet, he didn’t think. But he felt something.

After a quick shower, he’d checked in with everyone as he usually did. And as the day wore on, he was only confused more by how normal things seemed to be between them. After Leyton and Ashlynn had finally emerged from her room sometime before noon, Cowboy had whipped up lunch, and they’d all eaten, then dispersed as they usually did on a Sunday. Ashlynn had gone to her office, Leo and Teddy had decided to play foosball in the rec room, Cowboy had left to go visit his kids, and Derrick had continued to stand guard outside the house. That had left Jase and Leyton sitting at the kitchen table. Alone.

“What do you usually do on days like this?” Leyton asked, leaning back in his chair and staring at Jase.

“Depends. Sometimes I hit the gym. Ashlynn’s got quite the setup here. Or the rec room. Most of the time I spend in the virtual shooting range.”

Leyton smirked. “You up for a little challenge?”

“Always,” Jase said, smiling as he pushed back his chair.

They made their way to the game room, then shut the door behind them. Jase grabbed the Glock he usually used, reset the system, and geared up for the challenge.

This he could get used to. The usual tension—sexual or otherwise—wasn’t lingering between them at the moment. They were simply two guys with a competitive streak, ready for a friendly wager. For the first fifteen minutes, they were both focused, warming up. It wasn’t until Leyton started talking that Jase relaxed completely.

“You always been into guns?” Leyton asked, his attention still on the target.

“Yeah. My mother dated a cop when I was a kid. Didn’t last long, but he taught me a little about guns. I took it from there. When I was in high school, I met a guy who taught mixed martial arts. We didn’t have money, so I couldn’t take the classes, but for some reason, he took pity on me. Taught me about defending myself and how to use guns.”

“Where was your dad?” Leyton asked.

“No idea. Guy split when I was a baby. Never met him. Don’t even know his name.”

Leyton glanced over at him. “My mother left when I was four. Never saw her again.”

“Some people shouldn’t be allowed to have kids,” Jase muttered as he took aim, then released five shots in quick succession. “Your dad was abusive?”

The silence lingered long enough that Jase didn’t think Leyton was going to answer him, but he finally spoke.

“Extremely.”

“He’s responsible for the scars.” It wasn’t a question. Jase had heard the rumors.

“Yeah.”

“Prick.”

Leyton smiled over at him, and Jase felt that strange tug in his heart. They had more in common that he’d realized. Although Jase’s mother hadn’t been physically abusive, she’d done a number on both him and Derrick mentally. He was pretty sure she’d blamed them for their father leaving, though Jase had no idea what had actually happened there. His mother hadn’t told them much about the man, and Jase had never cared enough to ask.

“You and Derrick aren’t close?” Leyton asked.

“Not really, no. We didn’t spend much time together growing up. He’s five years older and always did his own thing.”

“He’s doin’ well here?”

Jase nodded, lowering his weapon briefly. “He’s sober at least. Don’t think it’s been easy for him, but after he checked himself into rehab, he came lookin’ for me. Ashlynn gave him the job. He’s grateful, I guess.”

Jase knew that Leyton would know all the gory details of Derrick’s life. Hell, Leyton probably knew things about Jase’s past that he’d forgotten. The Adorites didn’t trust just anyone to be in their fold, and he understood why.

Neither of them said anything for long minutes, both focused once again on the targets.