Free More Than Pride by Amber Kell Page A

tilted his hips to offer his ass to Evin. Since Dillon had already fucked him once, it was only fair to let the owl shifter go next.
    “Fuck him, Evin. He’s so beautiful when he needs.”
    Chester nodded. Hell, he’d agree to anything if it involved these two sexy men mating with him for life. He must’ve been very good in his previous existence because his karma rocked.
    “Get me the lube,” Evin demanded.
    Chester moaned when Dillon kissed Evin as if his life depended on it.
    When the two men broke apart, Dillon’s eyes were hazy with lust and Evin licked his lips as if trying to savour Dillon’s taste.
    Dillon handed over the familiar tube to Evin.
    “Thanks.” Another kiss was exchanged.
    “Now! I want one of you in me now!” Chester demanded. Before, he’d wanted Evin, but now he’d take either of them as long as one of them fucked him soon.
    “Patience, kitten,” Evin said absently as he lubed up his fingers and slid them behind Chester’s balls. First one finger, then two. The owl shifter didn’t give Chester much time to adjust but Chester’s body didn’t mind… It stretched and adjusted for the invasion with wholehearted enthusiasm.
    “I’m ready,” Chester said in case Evin had missed the obvious.
    “I want you to suck Dillon while I fuck you,” Evan said. “When we’re together, no one gets left out.”
    Chester licked his lips at the sight of Dillon’s cock. The head had a shiny sheen as a dab of pre-cum dripped from the bright pink head.
    “Scoot up,” Chester insisted.
    Dillon obliged. Evin moved Chester to allow Dillon to climb up and lean against the pillows. When everyone was aligned to his satisfaction, Evin released Chester.

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Chester eyed his treat with a soft purr. Now that he didn’t have to worry about infecting his mates, he was going to enjoy his claiming. Wrapping his lips around the damp head of Dillon’s cock, Chester made sure to have good suction. He gripped the base of Dillon’s shaft with his fist to steady it as he lapped and gently nibbled on the head. “I love a good cock in the morning,” he sighed.
    “It’s afternoon,” Evin said with amusement.
    “Whatever.” Chester didn’t really care what time it was as long as he had Dillon right where he wanted him and Evin almost there. “Fuck me!” he demanded.
    “You’re a bossy little thing.” Evin chuckled.
    “I’m not little.” At five feet ten, Chester thought of himself as average height—what was medium to tall in the human world was smaller in the shifter realm. Both of his mates were much taller and bigger than him. Even Evin, who had been starved and was gangly, still towered over him and when he gained a little weight he would definitely be bigger.
    Chester didn’t mind at all but he wouldn’t let them call him little like he was a child trying to get to the grown-ups’ table.
    “How about you’re just bossy, then?” Evin kissed Chester before he could say anything else and he forgot what he wanted to argue about. Chester’s lust-filled mind couldn’t process any thoughts, and it didn’t improve when Evin turned Chester’s head and his lips were then taken by Dillon.
    Oh…
    So wonderful.
    Heat poured down his spine and the base of his back itched where his tail grew. His kitty half urged Chester to let go and allow him to come out and play. Chester put a firm lid on kitty’s needs. To mate with his lovers, he needed to stay in his human form.
    Pulling away from Dillon’s distracting lips, Chester slid his lips down Dillon’s neck to nip at the jugular, then travelled towards Dillon’s chest where he bit a taunting nipple. He smiled at the sudden inhalation of breath and the stillness of the lion. Someone liked nipple play. He filed that information away for later. Right now he was interested in the grand prize.
    Dillon’s cock waved at Chester as if trying to seek his attention. “Don’t worry, you beauty, I haven’t forgotten you.”

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