Breaking Clay by Eden Cole

Author:Eden Cole [Cole, Eden]
Language: nld
Format: epub, pdf
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Six

Clay stretched his arms over his head and worked out the kinks in his back. For the last few nights, he’d slept in Trace and Bo’s bed with them.

They’d spooned three across, with him as the meat in the middle of a man sandwich. Bo using every opportunity to try to make him bow to him still chafed, but he wasn’t going to deny having it in the front and back wasn’t hot as the Texas sun. He knew they couldn’t keep this up forever. He had a life to get back to, and nobody was going to believe he was just another cousin. The idea angered him every time he thought of it. Bo wouldn’t do anything against what Trace wanted, and Trace was afraid of the persecution they’d both suffered at the hands of bastards who couldn’t accept them.

He sighed, hating the constriction that started in his chest now when he thought of leaving. He told himself it was all about the sex, and now that he knew how good it was with a threesome, surely he could find two willing partners out there on the road. Every town wasn’t backward like Deadwater.

As the sun went down over the horizon, lighting up the front yard in shades of red and orange, Trace came out of the house with a tray carrying ice tea and beer. Clay watched the other man walk toward him, admiring his body. He had to be honest with himself. He’d miss the two of them more than just sex. Trace stopped in front of him.

“I’m sure you didn’t bring me iced tea,” he quipped.

Trace smirked. “The beers are yours and Bo’s. I’m having iced tea.”

Clay snagged one and popped it open. He leaned back and let the cool, refreshing liquid slide down his throat. When he’d drained half the bottle, he looked up to find both Trace and Bo watching him. He felt his face warm and concentrated on stretching out both legs. He’d forgotten they watched him the same way he watched them. Sexual attraction, or whatever it was, wasn’t lacking around here.

Bo sat beside him, leaving a bare inch between their thighs. Clay thought of the last time, Bo had bent him over the couch. His complaints 36

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and resistance were becoming more part of the game than anything, but giving in to Bo still embarrassed him.

“So, we’ve shared our history,” Bo commented, “what about you?

What’s your background?”

Clay smirked. “Shouldn’t you have asked me that before we fucked like bunnies?”

Bo glared in silence. Clay chuckled. “It wasn’t you opening up, was it?

Trace told me. Nothing much to my story. I was an orphan. Never had nothing. Had to pretty much fight for what little was passed along in a group home of several others. No family.”

He shrugged as if the memories didn’t get to him of times when he had to defend himself against those that didn’t understand him. He realized that he was a lot like Bo in that respect.

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