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their bodies. Evin knew he was in shape. Heā€™d known a few shifters who werenā€™t, but somehow heā€™d never really thought about being a sexual object before. The focused expression on the two menā€™s faces before him told him it was time to reconsider.

A blush crossed his face. Damn, heā€™d never live that down.

ā€œDonā€™t take forever,ā€ Dillon teased. ā€œOr did you want help?ā€

The thought of two sets of hands stripping and caressing his body made him harder than concrete.

ā€œI think thatā€™s a yes,ā€ Chester said, smiling.

ā€œI think you might be right,ā€ Dillon agreed

Dillon stalked over to Evin, his every stride mimicking his lion form. Evin bet Dillon made a beautiful beast.

Chester hopped off the bed in a move Evin had to admire as it bounced his dick up and down in an oddly inviting manner. His fingers twitched with the need to feel the hard shaft in his palm. Gorgeous man.

Before he had a chance to touch Chester, he was sandwiched between two hot, naked bodies. Chester pulled Evinā€™s shirt off and licked Evinā€™s shoulder with his catlike, rough tongue. Tingles of sensation went down his spine and straight to his erection.

ā€œLook what I found.ā€ Dillon cupped Evinā€™s cock and rubbed his palm against the placket of Evinā€™s pants. He couldnā€™t stop the whimper passing his lips. When Dillon dropped to his knees before him, Evin sighed. 2Dillonā€™s green eyes sparkled with mischief as he unsnapped Evinā€™s pants and, in one quick shove, pushed them down to Evinā€™s feet.

ā€œOhh, what are you going to do with it?ā€ Chester asked.

The cat shifter wrapped his arms around Evinā€™s waist, snuggling him from behind.

Evin tried to remember the last time someone had held him. His usual sexual encounters involved a hurried fuck against a wall or in the back room of some bar. Birds didnā€™t get attached to anyone who wasnā€™t their mate. They had sex with random strangers until they found their perfect match. Evin had had enough sex in his past to know this was completely different. Dillonā€™s touch didnā€™t feel impersonal or rushed as if he were trying to get Evin off as quickly as possible so he could have his turn. Dillon touched Evin like he cared about the man attached to the cock.

ā€œNice.ā€ Dillonā€™s deep voice smoothed over the ragged edges of Evinā€™s soul.

Evin shifted uneasily with his limited mobility. His nerves shook over the vulnerability of his position, with his ankles bound in the denim and his body open to the two men surrounding him. Evin had to force himself to stand still.

Dillon rubbed his large, warm hands up and down Evinā€™s thighs. The heat soothed him and calmed the bird inside, who urged him to shift and take flight.

ā€œEasy, honey.ā€ Chester kissed Evinā€™s cheek. ā€œDillonā€™s going to take care of you.ā€

Dillonā€™s mouth sank onto Evinā€™s cock. Perfect suction, wet heat and the sight of a stunning naked man on his knees brought all of Evinā€™s fantasies to life. When Chester was added to the equationā€”and how could he not include the hot, young stud trying to drill a hole into Evinā€™s back?ā€”it took little time before he was gripping Dillonā€™s thick hair to warn the man.

ā€œGive it to him, Evin. He wants to taste you.ā€ A low purr in his ear sent him over the edge with a shout.

Chester rubbed his erection in the crease of Evinā€™s ass as Evin emptied his balls into Dillonā€™s willing mouth. Dillon swallowed quickly and, just as Evin became uncomfortably sensitive, Dillon released him. Good thing Chester stood behind him because otherwise Evin wouldā€™ve pooled like a puddle onto the floor. It would have been an easy feat since all his bones had dissolved.

ā€œHeā€™s so pretty,ā€ Chester cooed, sliding a finger down Evinā€™s cheek. 2Evin snorted. ā€œIā€™m not pretty. Youā€™re the pretty one.ā€

Dillon helped Evin out of his pants before climbing to his feet.

ā€œEvinā€™s rightā€”you are the pretty one,ā€ Dillon agreed.

Evin leant forward to capture Dillonā€™s mouth, but before he could make contact, the lion shifter lifted him up and tossed him over his shoulder.

ā€œHey,ā€ Evin protested.

Dillon slapped Evinā€™s bare ass. ā€œHush.ā€

ā€œOoh, look at that colour.ā€ A hand slid across Evinā€™s butt cheek, light and cautious.

Even if Dillon hadnā€™t been using both hands to steady him, Evin wouldā€™ve known Chesterā€™s fingers anywhere. The younger manā€™s touch was now branded on his soul.

Evin bounced on the bed where Dillon had dropped him. Chester let out a whoop and threw himself onto the mattress.

A wide smile stretched Evinā€™s lips. When had he last laughed? The troubles of the bird nation wore him down on a day-to-day basis. The fighting between breeds, the fear of hunters, and his brotherā€™s manic swings from pleased leader to irrational asshole ate away at him.

The happy sigh Chester gave as he snuggled up with Evin caused an unfamiliar, warm sensation in his chest. ā€œDonā€™t you want us to take care of that?ā€ He pointed at Chesterā€™s erection, which hadnā€™t gone down in the least.

Chester nodded. ā€œPlease. I want Dillon to fuck me. You can fuck me tomorrow.ā€

Eyeing Dillonā€™s cock, Evin thought Chester would be too sore the next day for anything.

ā€œTurn over, baby.ā€ Dillon grabbed a tube of lube from the top of his nightstand.

ā€œExpecting company?ā€ Evinā€™s happy complacency vanished at the thought of Dillon with anyone besides him or Chester. They hadnā€™t even been properly mated yet and Evin already hated the idea of anyone else ever touching Dillon.

Dillon gave him a wry smile. ā€œLetā€™s just say Iā€™ve been taking things in hand for a while now.ā€

ā€œOh.ā€ That was different. He didnā€™t mind if Dillon self-pleasuredā€¦especially if he got to watch.

Chester happily turned over onto his stomach and lifted his ass, shaking it at Dillon as if trying to tempt him. Evin could have told Chester that Dillon didnā€™t need any extra 2encouragement. The lion shifterā€™s eyes were glued to Chester as he slicked himself up.

Luckily there was no need for a condom between shifters since they couldnā€™t catch diseases.

Evin relaxed after watching

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