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Lark.
    Finally, Brody couldn’t hold himself up any longer. He collapsed, barely managing to coordinate his descent enough to land beside and not on Lark. Zak followed him down.
    Completely exhausted and utterly at peace, Brody closed his eyes—still buried deep inside Lark and Zak’s cock slowly softening inside him.
    * * * *
    Lark stretched out, feeling the delicious dull ache of his asshole intensify. He smiled and sighed. It was so exactly how he wanted to end the day. Well, actually it was how he wanted to end every day. And start every morning too if he was going to be really honest with himself. But tonight had been…special. An especially welcome joining. Something about their lovemaking tonight, quite apart from the barebacking, had been…more.
    Feeling the sticky wet slick of Brody’s cum at his hole and between his cheeks, Lark wrinkled his nose. Now all that was needed was someone to clean them all up.
    He could feel Brody’s slow even breaths against his back. He really didn’t want to part with the wonderful sensation of the warm arm holding him snug in a tender, post-coital spoon. Unfortunately, raising himself slightly and glancing across Brody to Zak, he was met with a soft snore.
    Well damn, didn’t look like their big strong lover boy was going to be any use in that department right now either.
    Lark sighed. Much as simply snuggling down with his two gorgeous men and drifting off to sleep was appealing, he knew that in a few hours they’d all regret it if someone didn’t make with the wet cloths.
    Groaning, Lark struggled out of bed and made his way to the bathroom. After a quick clean up of his own, he wet two washers with warm water and headed back to bed to look after his lovers. With gentle, efficient movements he cleaned them both up, then hurdled the wet washers towards the bathroom—relieved when he heard the wet spat as they hit the tiled floor rather than the carpet. He’d deal with them later, right now he just wanted to get back to the snuggling.
    With a lot of wiggling and squirming, Lark managed to insinuate himself in his favourite spot—right between Zak and Brody’s hot bodies. Sighing, Lark closed his eyes, letting the smell of male musk and spent love pull him towards pleasant dreams.
    “What are we going to do about Wolf?” Brody suddenly asked, his voice rough with the edge of sleep and physical exhaustion.
    Lark smiled. He loved the way Brody said ‘we’. It made him feel like…family.
    Zak's deep rumble vibrated against his back. “We tell him it’s not okay to go around pushing and hitting people, but that we’re damn proud of him for standing up for his friend. And then we invite Ryan and Wolf to be the ring bearers at our commitment ceremony.”
    Taking a deep breath, Lark savoured the perfection of the moment. It was so exactly right that Lark’s heart, already full to bursting, expanded in his chest just a little more somehow.
    Still, something had to be said.
    “Don’t think I didn’t notice that you both played dead when it was clean up time,” he grumbled sleepily.
    Brody chuckled drowsily beside him. Then Zak’s heavy arm settled over them both and gave a little squeeze. “We’ll make it up to you, baby. Promise.”
    Lark’s lips twitched up in a smile. He liked the way Zak kept promises. Tomorrow—their own private Valentine’s Day—was going to be a whole lot of fun.