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and Varek had agreed Kylar was the man they wanted to
claim them both, but a part of Gable feared Kylar would never see either of
them as anything but pieces of slave ass, easily replaced and forgotten.
    Unless…unless Gable found some way to stand out in Kylar’s
mind, some way to make sure he couldn’t stop thinking about tonight, couldn’t
keep himself from coming back for more…
    The second Kylar’s head drew back and Gable’s spent cock
slipped from between his lips, Gable was reaching for the oil beneath the bed.
It wasn’t his oil, but it didn’t matter. At this time of night, any lube was
fair game, any cot a good place for hot eager bodies to come together, for
thick cocks to push into tight places that ached with the sweet pleasure of
invasion.
    But not for Kylar.
    Kylar had never taken another man in that way, or let
himself be taken. He was still in the running for a female mate and was
forbidden the ultimate pleasure of penetration upon penalty of losing his
chance to marry a woman and continue his family line. But that could all change
quickly, Gable knew that from experience. How many Free Orion men had he seen
give in to temptation and drive themselves into willing slave ass, thus giving
up their chances of a female mate forever?
    Dozens. Maybe fifty or more. Women were scarce and there was
just something about the energy in the slave quarters at night. Especially
tonight, with the feeling that their world was about to change hanging in the
air, making blood pulse faster.
    “I’d rather you suck me than fist me,” Kylar said when he
saw the lube in Gable’s hand, but Gable only smiled and poured a bit more oil
into his palm.
    “I want to suck you. I want to suck you until you can’t
remember your own name,” he said, reaching for Kylar’s cock, coating it with
the oil, teasing slick fingers up and down the engorged length of him until he
swelled even thicker.
    God, he was so beautiful, so strong and…safe, just like
Varek. Gable had been mercilessly bullied for being the “runt of the litter” in
his early days as an Orion slave, after his own pack had been defeated. Without
the enormous Varek there to stand between him and another show of dominance by
the bigger boys, he could have died. But Varek had protected him, become his
friend and then his love. And now, together, starting tonight, they were going
to show Kylar they were the only two men who could satisfy him.
    The thought of having both of these big men touching him,
fucking him, owning him and liberating him at the same time, was enough to make
Gable’s sex begin to rise from between his legs once more.
    “But first, I want you to fuck me,” Gable said, easing over
onto his belly, arching his back, presenting Kylar with his freshly shaved
hole. He cast a heated look over his shoulder, hoping Kylar could see how much
he wanted his cock inside him.
    Kylar’s hand fisted his own cock, stroking up and down until
every inch glistened with oil. “You know what that would mean for me.”
    “I do.” Gable reached a tentative hand back to stroke
Kylar’s hard, furred thigh. “And wouldn’t it be a relief to have that option
off the table? To escape from a destiny that you don’t want to begin with?”
    Kylar’s mouth parted in shock before his lips pressed into a
tight line. “You don’t know me, slave. You don’t know anything about me.”
    “I know more than you think. I’ve been watching you.”
    “A spy?”
    “An admirer. I like what I’ve seen,” Gable said, rotating
his hips in a slow circle, past ready to feel Kylar buried deep inside his ass.
“And I want to know more. I want to know a lot more.”
    Kylar was quiet for a moment, but the sounds of the other
men in the room filled the silence between them—groans and cries and grunts of
pleasure helping make Gable’s case for him. Gable watched Kylar’s breath
quicken, watched his eyes glaze and his erection purple with need. He held his
breath, afraid to