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than what he had right now? A human being who wanted his seed, could drown in it, and do so without consequences.
    “Don’t stop now, lover,” Logan purred, reminding him one more time of the woman who used to sing out his name in much the same way. “Give me that sweet, satisfying cock.”
    Sam slapped his backside again and then slid away from him right as the true jolts of his cum began to fill Logan’s sweet little 30
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    welcoming cheeks. Garrett growled as he wrapped Logan’s hair over his wrists and then pulled him to him, against his chest.
    “That’s it, baby, give it to me rough,” Logan requested.
    “He likes it rough,” Sam watched with a wicked grin as he stood, and walked toward the bedroom. “Fuck him hard, Garrett. Make him come again. He’ll shoot off like bullets ricocheting from the best of gun fighters.”
    “Oh yeah?” He nipped at Logan’s earlobe as he held him close.
    “Tell me something, Logan. How long can I fuck you just like this?”
    Logan stared into the mirror and held Garrett’s gaze. With his lips curving into a naughty smile, he whispered. “You can fuck me until every one of those bullets make it out of their blessed shells.”
    Damn. He might just fall in love with this man now. Logan liked to fuck for hours. He saw it in his eyes, heard him express it with too much enthusiasm in his voice. Now, the bulk of his ammunition was ready to fire. His thighs bunched and he held him tighter until the full explosion rippled between them. It left them gasping against one another’s lips and their tangled bodies collapsed against the cushions beneath them.

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Chapter 5
    “Merry Christmas, Garrett.” Logan’s chirpy voice filled the dark room. He opened the curtains and let out a sigh. “I love the holidays.”
    Garrett didn’t like getting up early in the morning and he particularly didn’t want to talk to Logan first thing this particular morning. Logan had too much energy and acted like nothing changed between them, nothing at all.
    He pulled the thick, dark wool blanket over his head. “Go back to fucking bed.”
    “This is the ‘fucking bed’ last time I checked, sugar.”
    Logan openly made a powerful suggestion, and without Sam around, Garrett didn’t feel comfortable with it. He didn’t want Sam to think he strolled into his home and staked a claim in his territory.
    He’d already trained one of his wild horses. He didn’t need to tame his man. Logan needed it. His ass endured a lot of rides, apparently, and the thought made Garrett jealous as hell, and he didn’t have the right.
    “Get up and drink some coffee with me.” He tackled him and playfully tickled him in the ribs, his cock pressing against his backside.
    “Hell no.”
    “Please.”
    Damn it all, sometimes Logan reminded him of Darcy. Right now, he didn’t want reminders. What would she think? What would she say if she were alive today? Would she care that he fucked their best friends and threatened to demolish their monogamous relationship?

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    Logan reached under the blanket and stroked Garrett’s cock. “It’s time to get up.”
    “My dick is up. I’m not.” He moaned and deliberately turned so his body pressed against the mattress, providing little access for Logan’s wandering hand.
    “That’s not going to work.” He straddled his hips and began to massage his back and ass. “Feels good, huh?”
    “Yeah, now go away!” It felt too damn good. So damn good. God-awful good.
    “Not a chance, big boy.” He fisted his cock and playfully rubbed it all over Garrett. “You have one fine looking ass.”
    “Yeah, I do, but you’re not getting it, are ya?”
    With a quick squirt that brought Garrett’s head off the pillow, Logan surprised him by covering his bottom with the soft vanilla fragrance and without warning, he penetrated him. “Don’t move,” he whispered in his ear. “I’ve already been fucked every which way but