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  Easing back, Aston released Kevin’s sweet mouth and paused for a second, trying to regulate his breathing. “I’ve thought about you both constantly,” he admitted. “I just couldn’t…”

  Kieran stepped closer, turning Aston’s face to his and kissing him gently. “We know what it’s like to finally be free. It’s confusing and exciting and scary as hell. We didn’t want to push you. We really didn’t.”

  “But if you don’t help us get rid of these boners, we’ll have you arrested for unreasonable punishment,” Kevin said, a hint of a pout in his voice.

  Aston grinned suddenly, then laughed aloud at Kevin’s comment. The man was a pistol, full of sass and not afraid to speak out. Aston found it refreshing and touching at the same time.

  “Unreasonable punishment is a crime?” he asked, teasing Kevin, who frowned back.

  “It’s a crime to let your boner go to waste,” Kevin retorted, and cupped a hand over Aston’s thickening groin, squeezing firmly. Aston growled, pushing into the caress, and then let out a low whine as he came in his pants, right there in the middle of the workshop.

  Kieran moaned, sniffing at the pungent scent of cum that permeated the air, and Aston closed his eyes, embarrassed as hell that he’d reacted so powerfully to Kevin’s touch.

  “Hey, it’s okay,” Kevin said softly, reaching up to stroke Aston’s cheek. “If we head over to our place, I’ll help to clean you all up.”

  Aston met Kevin’s sultry look and gulped. Aston was older than the twins, but right then, he felt like an untried youth about to lose his virginity. And for all intents, that’s just what was about to happen. He had been incarcerated for so long, his liaisons in prison had been no more than physical interactions, for the most part, with no emotional connection. With his two blond bombshells, he was feeling more emotions than he’d felt for decades…and most were centered in his groin.

  “Hey, Aston, are you done here?” David, his boss, called from the office.

  “I need to clock out,” Aston said.

  “No need,” David said, peering from the office door and grinning at the three standing there. “You boys go and have fun, okay?”

  “You betcha,” Kevin replied, grabbing Aston’s hand and tugging impatiently.

  “I need to get my backpack,” Aston said, trying to retrieve his hand.

  “Here you go,” David said, coming forward with the bag hanging from his fingertips. “If you fancy coming in later tomorrow, that’s okay,” he added. “Now skedaddle, so I can lock up. Chaz and I are going out for dinner at MJ’s.”

  Aston waved good-bye, thanking David, and then allowed himself to be literally dragged from the garage, wondering if he’d survive the night. One thing was for certain, judging by his reaction so far, he was going out with a bang.

  * * * *

  Kevin eyed his twin, sharing a glance that needed no words. Both he and Kieran had agreed that their mate needed to be seduced. And they were perfectly sure that he was their mate. They’d never reacted to anyone quite like this, and both their cats were climbing the walls with impatience from having to wait. They’d been thinking of waiting until Aston was not so skittish, which may be when all three were too old to do anything about it. That was not happening! A picnic seemed like a fairly innocuous idea, but one look at their studly ex-jailbird had them both reconsidering. Kevin didn’t want to eat chicken…he was already salivating about swallowing down a juicy length of sausage.

  “Where do you live?” Aston asked curiously as they walked through town. “I haven’t really explored the town that much. Just work and the shelter and the burger joint.”

  “Right here,” Kieran said shyly, tugging on Aston’s hand as he led the big shifter up the path that led to the apartment complex he and his brother shared.

  Kevin walked behind, partly because the pathway was narrow and partly so he could letch over Aston’s stupendous ass. The man had a truly artistic set of glutes, hard and rounded, the perfect bubble butt that Kevin was looking forward to exploring in detail…after he licked Aston’s cock clean. Kevin actually drooled at the thought. Judging by touch alone, Aston was packing some serious muscle beneath his work pants.

  The apartment building had a retinal security system, and once Kieran had gained access, he led the way to the elevator. The three entered and then there was a brief, awkward silence as the metal box rose to the top floor. Kevin decided he couldn’t wait for another kiss and went in for another taste.

  Aston gave a low growl and gripped Kevin’s butt in both of his big hands when Kevin pulled Aston closer, practically climbing the man to get closer to Aston’s luscious mouth.

  “Hmmm,” Kevin sighed, delving inside with his tongue and tasting coffee and donuts and a spicy, unique flavor that belonged to Aston alone. He could feel Aston’s erection growing again, and rubbed against it, undulating as he swapped saliva with a man he was fast growing addicted to.

  “Hey, my turn, brother,” Kieran protested, shoving Kevin out of the way.

  Aston moaned as he was grabbed by Kieran, who undid a few buttons on Aston’s thick work shirt, finding a hairy, manscaped chest. Kieran attacked Aston’s nipples, sucking at the tiny buds eagerly, leaving them both panting hard with lust.

  A sharp dinging sound announced their arrival at the top floor and Kevin gave a sigh of relief…and then a groan of dismay as he spied Sheriff Pace Achak and his husband Zack waiting patiently for the elevator.

  “Gentlemen,” Pace acknowledged, eyeing Aston with a sharply assessing gaze.

  Aston nodded, releasing Kieran carefully and placing the younger man behind him, stepping in front of Kevin as though protecting them both. Pace narrowed his eyes and then nodded as though he understood.

  “I’m not here to judge,” the sheriff intoned, backing up a little. “I’m told you just got out of San Quentin. Tough kind of place. I’m sorry about your parents.”

  Aston sent the sheriff an unreadable look, and Kevin looked at him as he felt his tension rise. He placed his hand inside Aston’s and squeezed gently, offering support. Aston shot him a startled look, as though he was surprised by the action.

  “Hey, guys,” Kevin said cheerfully, stepping forward out of the elevator. “We’re having Aston for dinner.”

  Zack laughed, cutting it off abruptly when Pace sent him a droll look. “Pardon my husband’s puerile sense of humor,” Pace said dryly, his lips curling slightly. “And if these two talk your ears off and you need help, we’ll be at MJ’s having a beer.”

  Aston grinned slightly and nodded as Kevin and Kieran protested the slam at their talkative nature.

  “That won’t be a problem,” Aston said huskily, looking at the twins. “Their mouths will be too busy to talk tonight.”

  Kevin let out a yelp, about to complain…and then he shot a shocked look at Aston, getting a wink in return. This was the first time Aston had alluded to any kind of intimacy, and the remark could be taken in different ways.

  “Only if we get out of this elevator,” Kieran interjected, with a hint of snark. “We have a meaty picnic here that needs taking care of.”

  Zack laughed again, ignoring his husband’s chiding glance as Aston, Kevin, and Kieran stepped out of the elevator and headed for their apartment. Kevin waved a cheery good-bye and felt his cock surge in excitement in his pants. He was suddenly famished.

  Chapter Three

  Aston barely had time to shut the door behind him before he had twin limpets attaching themselves to him. Kevin leaped aboard his front while Kieran moved around behind, his hands busy with Aston’s jeans and belt. Kevin took care of Aston’s shirt. Within seconds, Aston was naked and about ready to shoot another load. He’d never been so turned on in his life as the twins began kissing and licking him all over.

  Kevin went to his knees, then glanced up, his crystalline green gaze locking on to Aston’s dazed golden hued one. Aston held his breath, feeling his cock twitch in anticipation as Kevin took the spongy head of Aston’s dripping dick between his lips and began sucking avidly. Throwing back his head, Aston let out a guttural groan of utter bliss as Kevin’s warm mouth pleasured him in the most intimate of ways.

  Kieran, meanwhile, was attacking from the rear, kissing and licking every inch of Aston’s back and shoulders. Aston actually whimpered at the dual assault to his senses, closing his eyes to savor the sensation of the truly amazing tongue bath.

  “Oh fuck!” Aston gasped out, his hips shunting back and forth, fucking Kevin’s hungry mouth with short, shallow strokes. He grabbed Kevin by the hair, feeling ready to blow, then whined as he shot a thick load down the back of Kevin’s throat. Kevin gagged a little, trying to swallow every drop. A little trickled down his chin and Aston pulled the sexy blond upright, lapping at the creamy mess before sharing a cum-filled smooch with the man.

  Kieran planted a kiss onto each one of Aston’s taut butt cheeks, then slapped Aston’s ass teasingly. “Now for the picnic, guys,” he giggled. “After Aston has a shower.” He screwed up his nose as though Aston smelled bad, giggling again when Aston reached for him warningly.

  Darting out of the way, Kieran retrieved the picnic hamper from where he’d dropped it by the door and took it to a reasonably sized table in the center of the apartment.

  “Shower,” Aston said, dazed and trembling.

  Kevin laughed, easing back, his mouth red and swollen from their kisses. “Yeah, go shower, sweet cheeks,” he said mischievously. “Then we’ll get you fed so you can keep up with us.”

  Aston shuddered and then headed for the door that Kieran pointed out, hoping he didn’t disgrace himself completely since his legs felt just a little wobbly. Walking into the large bathroom, he eyed the extra wide shower stall and took a moment to get his composure back before stepping inside and sluicing hot water over his big frame. He paid particular attention to his ass and crotch but then got lost in the sheer, primal pleasure of standing beneath the warm, soothing deluge, standing for several minutes just enjoying the sensation.

  Then he realized he’d forgotten to bring his backpack into the bathroom…and his clothing was now in a pile in the front room. Crap!

  * * * *

  Kieran nearly swallowed his tongue when Aston came back from his shower, a towel around his waist and droplets of water clinging to the well-defined curvature of his body. Aston was hairy but manscaped, his chest lightly sprinkled in hair that narrowed down into a sexy little trail below the towel. His legs were thick with muscle and his thighs were as sturdy as tree trunks. Across his shoulders and arms, his skin was intricately carved with intertwining tattoos, but as Kieran looked closer, he saw the scars beneath the ink. Aston looked warily at Kieran, as though unsure of himself, and Kieran frowned slightly. This was a big, powerful man who should be oozing confidence, yet he acted like an untried youth, nervous and edgy.

  “Er, I forgot my backpack,” Aston said, chewing on his lower lip.

  Kieran melted inside, seeing the way Aston’s toes curled into the thick carpet and the flush that coated his olive toned cheeks.

  “Here you go, stud,” Kevin said cheerfully, his gaze roving restlessly over Aston’s sexy frame. He picked up the bag and handed it over to Aston, who nodded, flushing more deeply. The bigger man took the bag and then turned to go. Kieran gasped as he studied the deeper scars that marred Aston’s back. Deep grooves, as though he had been attacked by claws, ran in different directions. Others bore a resemblance to welts made by a whip. Yet others were possibly the result of a knife wound.

  “You’ve lived through hell, haven’t you?” Kieran asked, his hand covering his mouth, his expression horrified and yet full of sympathy.

  Aston nodded abruptly and then returned to the bathroom to change. Kevin frowned, exchanging a sad look with his twin. Their mate was obviously not comfortable being nude around them, which was ironic given what had just happened between them. Aston gave himself to them so beautifully when in the throes of passion, yet he was scared to show his body off to them. That would have to change.

  “I know we haven’t gotten off yet, bro,” Kevin said quietly, his voice barely a whisper. “I don’t think we should push too hard, though, even after what just happened. He’ll bolt again.”

  Kieran nodded, staring in the direction that Aston had disappeared. “He needs some gentle loving,” he said. Then he grinned, his eyes dancing with a wicked light. “Although he did seem to enjoy our earlier attentions.”

  Kevin laughed and fist bumped his brother. “Yeah,” he retorted, licking his lips. “Your turn next for a cum dump.”

  Kieran giggled and swatted at Kevin. They had shared pretty much everything since birth, so this situation, having the same mate, was not as awkward as it might have been. Both were looking forward to taking turns at driving Aston out of his mind with pleasure. Kieran gave a low growl and preened a little before emptying the picnic basket onto the kitchen counter.

  * * * *

  Aston returned to his twin sexpots, a little nervous about their reaction to his scars. He knew they had both seen the reminders of his quarter of a century behind bars. He didn’t want their pity. That would be far worse than anything else. He wore the scars as badges of survival, a recap that life hadn’t been easy, but he was still here…and relatively sane.

  “Hey, honey,” Kevin said, smiling. “Feel better?”

  Aston blinked, eyeing the younger man warily, but saw nothing on the man’s face that suggested sarcasm. He nodded. “Yes. That’s some shower. Nice and hot.”

  Kieran tilted his head, studying Aston intently, which had Aston shifting uncomfortably. Kieran looked as though he was reading Aston’s soul.

  “It’s always hot,” Kieran replied somberly after a short pause. “I remember when we came to the ranch, the first thing that I remember signaling our freedom was my first hot shower. Before that, we had only used a bucket of cold rainwater to bathe in, winter and summer. We had to eat our food from a communal trough or were thrown rancid bones or meat into our cage. I hated every minute of it. I understand what you mean about the water. You can use our shower whenever you like.”

  Aston listened to the monologue and felt a prickle of awareness that the twins had suffered more than enough themselves.

  “Sounds as though you’ve had it bad, too,” he said, feeling sad and angry at the same time. The cult had a lot to answer for, using children for their own profit-making schemes and treating them vilely.

  Kieran stepped closer and placed his hand on Aston’s forearm. “It gets easier,” he said softly, staring into Aston’s golden gaze. He paused for a moment and then grinned wickedly. “Especially if you have two hot mates who are here to help.”

  Aston smiled slightly, seeing the twinkle in Kieran’s beautiful gaze. He glanced over at Kevin, who waggled his brows in response and then licked his lips salaciously. Aston bit back a chuckle at the outrageous twin’s reminder of their recent interlude. He was still recovering…and his dick was twitching, wanting more.

  “I’m looking forward to getting to know my two hot mates,” Aston said, relaxing a little.

  “Well, let’s start with dinner,” Kevin retorted, grabbing Aston by the hand, and tugging him to the counter. “John loaded this hamper up with all sorts of goodies, so we definitely won’t starve.”

  Aston picked up an item that had been placed to one side and arched a brow, smirking slightly. “Apparently he’s also safety conscious,” he said, holding up a box of condoms.

  Kieran giggled, grabbing the box and throwing it across the room. “We won’t be needing those,” he said, and then frowned, looking uncomfortable.

  Aston read the man’s mind and sent him a gentle smile. “I’m clean,” he replied. “Our shifter side can’t catch anything like that anyway, and I wasn’t injected with anything nasty.”

  Kieran flushed and looked horrified. “Oh no!” he protested, raising his hands, palms outward. “I didn’t mean anything like that. I just thought, if you were a little…uncomfortable around us, that you may not want to have sex tonight.” Then he flushed an even brighter hue.

  Aston chuckled despite himself, thinking Kieran was adorable. “Kieran, we’ve already had sex,” he replied, waggling his brows. “You’ve seen me naked and your brother sucked me off after making me come in my pants. I think that qualifies, don’t you?”

  Kieran giggled again and shot Aston a coquettish look from beneath his long, blond lashes. “I wouldn’t mind a repeat performance, with me sucking you off this time. Kevin can eat out your ass.”

  Aston’s eyes widened at the dirty talk and felt his dick surge in response. After twenty-five years of having to watch his back, of being afraid to take a shower in case he was attacked, which had happened a couple of times in the early years, he had been put off any kind of intimacy for years. Now he had these two little sex kittens and his libido had gone into overdrive. He was a little concerned they might be more than he could handle.

  “Don’t look so worried,” Kevin drawled, piling a plate with picnic food. “We’ll let you build up your stamina first. Eat up, sweet pea.”

  Aston took the plate from Kevin as it was practically shoved into his hand, digesting the fact that he’d just been called sweet pea. He eyed Kevin with a touch of dismay, which Kevin returned with a wink and a grin before patting Aston’s ass and pushing him gently toward the sofas.

  Kieran shared a salacious grin with his twin, which had Aston taking a deep, steadying breath. It looked like he would need the sustenance if these two were involved. He just prayed his dick didn’t drop off or get friction burns.

  Then he began to eat, realizing he was famished as he tucked into the delicious feast. The twins came over with their own food, with Kevin on a comfy armchair to the right and Kieran beside Aston on the couch.