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legs, arms, wandering hands and sloppy, uncoordinated kisses.
    “Want you. Want you both so much,” Brody panted, reaching down to wrap his hand around Lark’s cock this time and stroke along the hard, satiny length.
    Suddenly, Zak stilled and caught Brody’s wrist, stopping his movements. Lark moaned in frustration but Zak ignored him.
    Reaching across blindly, fumbling with the top draw while never once taking his eyes off Brody, Zak snagged a condom from the bedside table.
    “Brody?” Zak asked, holding up the small unopened packet between them. The question was unspoken, but infinitely clear. Did they need one?
    Brody bit at his bottom lip. Zak and Lark knew what a big deal this was for him. He’d always been so careful. Even in the bad old days when sex had been about survival, he’d never, ever gone without. And somehow it all seemed to concentrate down to right now. As if everything about his sexual experiences had been waiting for this moment. For these two men. Two men he loved beyond reason.
    Brody didn’t trust himself to speak, he just shook his head.
    “You sure?” Lark asked.
    “I’m clean,” Brody managed to croak. “I swear. I got tested right before we moved and then—”
    Zak’s big hand covered his. “We trust you. It’s not about that. But if you’re not ready—”
    “No! I mean…I’m ready. I want this.”
    “Brody, this isn’t a deal breaker,” Lark said seriously—the fact it was Lark being serious made the moment all the more intense. “If we have to use rubbers for the rest of our lives, that’s okay. We still want you. We still want to go through with the ceremony and—”
    Brody placed a finger over Lark’s lips, stopping his words. “I want this. I’ve never done this with anyone else, but I want…I want this. The three of us, just…us for the first time.”
    Zak kissed softly at his temple, a sweet, gentle caress that melted Brody’s heart. “Love you.”
    Brody closed his eyes and breathed in the moment. But apparently Lark was too worked up to suffer patiently.
    “How do you want it?” Lark asked licking at Brody’s lips, coaxing the lust between them back to life.
    “I want…” Brody stopped for a moment, really considering not only what he wanted for himself, but what he wanted for his lovers as well. Leaning forward he took Lark’s mouth in a deep, hard kiss. “I want inside you while Zak pounds my ass. I want to fill you up and feel Zak cum inside me at the same time. I want to fuck you so long and hard Zak sees stars.”
    Zak groaned, reaching down to squeeze his leaking cock—physically restraining the need that surged between them. “Oh, baby! You keep that up and there’s no way I’m going to be able to hold on long enough to even get inside you.”
    Despite his words, Zak thrust up against him, rubbing the tip of his wet, rock hard erection against the top of Brody’s leg.
    “Mmm…I love it when you talk dirty, baby,” Lark said, stealing another kiss. “It makes Zak so wild.”
    Brody smirked, so happy he couldn’t hold it in. “I know.”
    Zak slapped Brody's ass with a loud smack. More sound than force, it made Brody jump, and quiver a little with delight.
    “Bad boy.”
    “Oh don’t pretend you don’t love it when we’re bad,” Lark teased, struggling to untangle himself from limbs and bedding to get to his knees at the top of the bed.
    “True,” Zak said, his eyes never leaving Lark’s glorious pale round ass as it manoeuvred into position.
    Of course, Lark noticed Zak’s distraction. He smirked over his shoulder, wiggling his butt in invitation.
    Brody lunged, growling playfully as he caught hold of Lark’s hips. “Mine.”
    There was a squeak of surprise, then a heartfelt moan of delight as Brody lowered his head and swiped his tongue firmly over the crease of Lark’s tight bubble butt.
    Thrilling to his lover's eager response, Brody began to lick and probe, finding Lark’s hole and adding a finger to the wet