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Dane gestured to Eliana. “Handle him if you want. His cock’s so sensitive the lightest touch is magnified tenfold.”

Her fingers hardly brushed the head of his cock, but Kon writhed. Her eyes lit up as she varied her touches, going from gripping him to lightly raking her nails against the tender flesh. Kon whimpered.

Dane fought to keep his voice dispassionate. Sharing Kon’s reward with someone else turned him on more than he’d expected. His demon thrashed, lapping up the energy emanating from Kon. He flicked the clothespins with force, making Kon aware he was no longer playing around.

Then he took a pin off. For a moment, Kon was quiet. Then he choked off a curse. Dane removed a second and third, each accompanied by Kon swearing in a different language. By the time Dane had set the sixth aside, Kon was on his hands and knees, mouth agape and breathing hard.

“Dane—please—
please
!”

Eliana glanced at Dane in alarm. Dane held up his hand to assure her everything was all right. Then he crouched down, reached beneath Kon, and mercilessly plucked off another pin. Another. Kon was sweating, his eyes rolled back in his head. Dane loosened the last pin.

Kon screamed. Tears streaked his cheeks as he sobbed aloud. Eliana clutched Dane’s shoulder. “Do something.”

“Just wait. Watch. This is the magic, when the rush of endorphins will leave him floating. He assures me the pain is worth it, though I admit I haven’t used that many clothespins before.”

The sobs quieted. Kon slowly collapsed to the ground. His head lolled, and he wore that zoned-out expression which let Dane know his treatment had worked. Dane eased Kon’s limp body into his arms, amused when Kon started to giggle.

Eliana joined them on the ground and rubbed the back of her hand against Kon’s cheek. “You’re right. He’s beautiful.”

“And now he’s going to get what he’s been longing for.” Dane lifted Kon onto the bed and laid him out facedown. “Go on. Your turn.”

SEX WAS DIFFERENT now that she didn’t have to worry about any accompanying aches and pains. She could relax and enjoy herself—and she meant to.

The strap-on—a two-part affair with a dildo for her and him both—teased her as badly as helping Dane torment Kon. Her body was wet and slick around the thing, and she couldn’t wait to see what it felt like to penetrate a man. Dane handed her the lube before settling down on the bed to watch. Excitement rising, Eliana straddled Kon, running her hands over the soft flesh she so enjoyed slapping. Spanking, however, wasn’t on the agenda tonight. Fucking was.

She traced the tight, ridged muscle of his asshole. Kon didn’t move, still apparently tripping on endorphins. In went her finger. He was warm and damp and slick, his body comfortably embracing her. She slid in a second and searched for the smooth, rounded hardness.

Touching
that
got a reaction from Kon. He squirmed and murmured something incomprehensible. Dane laughed. “Whatever you’re doing, keep doing it. He likes it.”

So did she, but impatience got the better of her. She pulled out her fingers and liberally coated her strap-on with lube. Then she positioned herself atop him and firmly pushed.

Invading a man’s body was far more satisfying than she’d expected. There came a moment when the flesh yielded and she slid inside, a feeling of power and responsibility that left her speechless. She could hurt him or love him, but there was no in between.

She chose the latter. As she’d seen Dane do, she thrust her hips forward, driving the dildo farther into Kon. At the same time, the second dildo rubbed against her inner walls, making her squirm.

Dane lazily fondled Kon’s hair while jerking off, a satisfied, leonine smile upon his lips. Subconsciously, Eliana matched her thrusts to Dane’s, urging her body forward into Kon when Dane slid his hand down around his shaft. After a while, Dane lifted Kon’s head and cradled it on his thigh. Kon opened his mouth and accepted Dane’s cock, one hand curling around Dane’s back to bring him closer. The contrast of the slender, effeminate angel suckling at an Adonis with utter abandonment was startling…and completely endearing.

She plunged deeper. Faster. Kon furiously licked and sucked Dane’s cock. She knew from the twitching and jerking of his body that he was close to coming. Dane thrust his head back, breathing heavily. The closeness was good—but not good enough. Growling, she tore the strap-on from her body and rolled Kon over. His cock jutted into the air exactly where she wanted it.

She rode him. Hard. He slid inside her as if created especially for her. Dane was right; silicone was no replacement for flesh, no matter how lifelike. He grabbed her waist, guiding her movements. Dane repositioned himself and tilted Kon’s head once more toward his cock. “I’m not done yet.”

And with that magic of flesh meeting flesh, she
felt
it, that circuit shared by the three of them, sharp and bright and spearing her in both heart and mind. She cried out as Kon’s wetness flowed inside her. All at once, the building tension within her broke, spilling out in a torrent as her body throbbed and clenched Kon’s. Dane twined his fingers through hers, and from the strength knew that he too had reached orgasm.

Afterward they lay together drowsing and comfortable, Kon in the middle with Dane at his back and Eliana facing Kon. Dane smiled and grasped her hand. “You’re beautiful,” he said. “Stay?”

“As long as I can.” She’d have to go back to South Dakota both to visit her family and to take the basic Warden’s courses at the enclave there. But for now there was no place else she’d rather be besides sharing the warmth of the two men she loved.

This…was home.

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Evey Brett

Evey has attended workshops such as the Lambda Literary Retreat for Emerging LGBT Voices, Clarion, and Taos Toolbox, and earned a Master’s degree in Writing Popular Fiction. She moved from San Diego to Southern Arizona after a Lipizzan mare named Carrma decided she wanted a human of her very own and charmed Evey into serving her every whim. Although Evey never expected to have a horse of her own, she’s learned how to ride and care for the equine companion she adores and, of course, where to find the horse cookies.

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