Getting Hitched (Fitting In Book 5)

by Silvia Violet

  Jack pulled a piece of paper from his pocket.

  Wait. Jack was reading his? Gray thought they were supposed to memorize their words for each other. He hadn’t brought his cheat sheet.

  Jack cleared his throat. When he looked from Gray to Mason, all thoughts fled Gray’s mind. The emotion in Jack’s eyes, his love for the two of them, it was too much; Gray’s chest was so tight he could barely breathe.

  “I love you both,” Jack said. “Without you I wouldn’t have had the courage to get to where I am today. I wouldn’t have pushed myself to become an advocate for homeless youth or applied to be on a task force. You give me strength every day.” He glanced down at the paper, and a tear dropped, wetting one corner.

  Shit! No way was Gray going to keep it together if Jack started crying.

  “I want to spend every day of the rest of my life with the two of you.”

  He reached in his pocket and pulled out a ring. They’d agreed to each give one of the rings, and Gray would receive his first.

  “Gray, this ring is for you.” Jack reached for his hand, and Gray realized he was supposed to hold it out.

  His hand shook so badly, Jack had trouble sliding the ring on. When he had it in place, Gray leaned down and gave Jack a kiss, a quick brush of lips, but he still felt the heat of Jack’s mouth all the way to his toes.

  Jack took Mason’s hand too. “I vow to honor and love you both always.”

  He let them go, and it was Mason’s turn. Gray had begged to go last.

  Mason took a breath and let it out slowly. “I… I’m here…”

  When his voice cracked, Gray reached out and took his hand, squeezing it. “You can do this,” he said, even though he wasn’t sure he’d be able to speak when his turn came.

  “I love you, both of you.” He looked from Gray to Jack. “I never imagined caring so much for anyone, much less two people. But from the moment you came into my life, I knew I could count on you. You’ve helped me grow. You’ve given me courage. And you’ve loved me unconditionally. Thank you for that.”

  His eyes shone with unshed tears, and Jack sniffled. Gray didn’t dare look over at him. He was barely holding back his own tears.

  Mason reached into his pocket. “Jack, this ring is for you.”

  Jack held out his hand, and Mason slipped the ring on. Then, as Jack had done, Mason squeezed both their hands and said, “I vow to honor and love you both always.”

  It was Gray’s turn. His mind went blank. What was he supposed to say? “Um… I…”

  Mason and Jack each took his hands.

  “I love you.” The words came out in a rush.

  Bryce grinned at him, and Gray glared back. “You can do this,” Bryce mouthed.

  “I know I have a reputation as the strong, silent one, the one who doesn’t know how to say what he feels, and I don’t. But I’m here, and I’m trying, because I love the two of you more than I ever thought possible. I can’t imagine what it would be like not to have you in my life. I’m thankful for the ways you love and take care of me, and the fact that you are always there, even when I’m an ass.”

  That got some giggles from their audience as Mason and Jack both swiped at their eyes.

  Gray pulled out Mason’s ring, and Mason held out his hand so Gray could slip it on.

  “I vow—” His voice broke, and he had to stop.

  Deep breath. Good. Now just a few more words.

  “To honor and love you both always.”

  He kissed Mason and then Jack before pulling them both into a tight hug. Someone in the audience clapped, and then a roar of applause and cheers echoed in the barn.

  “Look,” Bryce said. The three of them turned, and Gray saw that everyone was on their feet, cheering for them, for love. A year ago, Gray would never have imagined any of this happening. He might have turned into a fucking sap, but he was happy, and he appreciated how lucky he was.

  ***

  The reception was still going strong after nearly two hours; people were eating, drinking, and enjoying the grounds of the farm despite the heat. The day hadn’t turned out too bad; it was just above eighty. Though Gray might not admit it to Jack and Mason, he was glad so many of their friends had come. But at this point, he’d done all the talking he wanted to. Hell, as far as he was concerned, if he didn’t speak to anyone other than Jack or Mason for the next few weeks, that would be fine with him.

  He leaned against a stone wall that separated the lawn by the barn from the flower gardens. It was a good vantage point from which to survey the crowd.

  Henry, Jenna, and someone he recognized as a friend of Henry’s were sitting on the grass, talking and laughing. He couldn’t help but smile at them. Seeing Jenna relaxed like that was enough to make the whole damn party worth it.

  Jack was talking with Huck, and they were both grinning. They needed to have Huck over for dinner soon.

  Gray scanned the people milling around on the garden paths, looking for Mason. There he was, talking to Lieutenant Marsh, Gray and Jack’s former boss.

  When Gray turned away, he realized Jack was headed toward him.

  “You had enough of the party?”

  “I’m just taking a break,” Gray said, pulling Jack to him.

  Jack grinned. “I could use one too.”

  “Really?”

  Usually Jack was happy to chat with people for far longer than Gray.

  Jack took his arm and pulled him to the far side of a massive oak tree. “Yes, really.”

  “Oh, that kind of break.”

  Jack reached for him, and Gray cupped the back of his head, holding him in place and kissing him until he had to come up for air.

  “How much longer until we can get out of here?” Gray asked.

  Jack looked around the tree and pointed. “Mason’s heading our way. We must’ve sent out some kind of silent call.”

  Gray rolled his eyes.

  “What are you two up to back here?” Mason asked when he reached them.

  Jack winked at him. “I needed a break.”

  “Riiiight.”

  Gray took them both by the hand. “I want to take you home and do unspeakable things to you.”

  Jack shook his head. “I like it better when you speak them.”

  His teasing made Gray growl. “You’re already causing trouble, after I promised to love you always not two hours ago.”

  “You love me because I’m trouble.”

  Gray snorted.

  “You know he’s right,” Mason said.

  “I want you two naked and at my mercy. And I want it now.”

  Mason shivered. “That does sound good.”

  “Should we really leave this early?”

  “Yes,” Gray said. “It is our wedding night after all.”

  “Right.” Jack laughed. “Gray’s going to take our innocence.”

  Gray flipped him off.

  “Bryce, Toby, and Matt will see that everything is taken care of,” Mason said.

  Jack seemed to consider that, then smiled. “All right. Let me tell my family goodbye. I think I might have to agree to breakfast with them tomorrow.”

  Gray groaned.

  “Would it really be that bad?”

  “Anything that involves you not in my bed tomorrow morning is bad.”

  “Nothing’s stopping us from getting back in bed after breakfast, and I’ll make it brunch, a late one.”

  “Go.” Gray waved toward an area of tables where Jack’s brother sat. “Do what you must.”

  “Should I meet you at the car?” Jack asked.

  “Yes, but I should probably say goodbye to Thornton.”

  “And I haven’t found Elizabeth yet,” Mason said.

  Gray frowned. “We’re never going to get out of here.”

  “It’s simple,” Jack explained. “Find your target. Speak to them. Find the car.”

  Mason laughed. “I don’t think Gray believes we can make it that simple.”

  “How about this?” Gray s
aid. “First one to the car is the first one to come.”

  Jack’s lips curled into an evil grin, and he nodded to Mason. “Let’s go.”

  They took off, holding hands as they ran, their laughter echoing across the lawn.

  Gray watched as people turned and smiled. Some gave him sympathetic looks; others, looks of envy. He had his hands full, that was for sure, but he wouldn’t have it any other way.

  He found Thornton quickly and held out his hand to shake. “I wanted to thank you for coming, sir.”

  “I wouldn’t have missed it.”

  “Your support has meant a lot to me, to all three of us.”

  Thornton smiled. “You’re a damn fine cop, and anyone with a brain can see you love those two.”

  Heat crept up Gray’s neck. He didn’t know what else to say, but Thornton saved him by speaking first.

  “I probably shouldn’t bring up work here, but I have to tell you that with Jeremiah’s testimony and the evidence from the Ark Ministries shelter, we’re ready to charge Williams.”

  “That’s great news.” Gray was thrilled to hear that Jeremiah had been able to give them something useful.

  “Of course we don’t know if it’ll stick.”

  Gray doubted it would. “At least we finally have something concrete on him.”

  Thornton nodded.

  “I’m about to take off,” Gray said. “I’ll see you in a few days.”

  “Enjoy your weekend.” Thornton’s grin said he knew exactly why Gray was ready to go.

  “I will.”

  Gray glanced around. Mason and Jack were still involved in conversations. He was easily going to make it to the car first, just as he’d known he would.

  CHAPTER SIX

  Gray pulled into their driveway about an hour later. Mason and Jack jumped from the car before he’d even put it in Park. It was all he could do not to run to the door like they were.

  When he stepped into the house, they were both in the kitchen. Jack was trying to make room in the freezer for the top tier of their cake.

  Gray didn’t have the patience for him to finish. “That can wait. Both of you strip and kneel on the mat in the playroom.”

  Mason’s eyes widened, but Jack grinned as he set the cake on the counter.

  “Now!”

  “Yes, sir,” they chorused.

  The ceremony had touched him more deeply than he’d expected, and he’d not regretted the presence of their friends once. But now was the time for just the three of them. They needed this, needed to remember what they meant to each other in this private way. The games they played were about fun and pleasure, but they were also about showing how much they cared, how deeply they trusted, and how they wanted to please each other.

  Gray drank some water and then changed into a pair of comfortable jeans and a T-shirt. He wanted Jack and Mason naked while he was dressed, but he was done with wearing a suit.

  They were waiting, as ordered, when he entered the playroom. Without saying a word, he opened the cabinet and pulled out the matching plugs. He laid them on the table and then picked up one of the remotes, clicked it, and the matching plug buzzed to life.

  Both men stared, openmouthed.

  “We’re going to have lots of fun with these.”

  “Yes, sir,” they both answered.

  He handed each of them a bottle of lube. “Get your asses ready to take these. Once they’re in, I’m going to tie you both up and then see how well you tolerate the various settings.

  By the time Gray handed each of them a plug to insert and a cock ring to put on, Gray was so hard, he wondered if he should fuck them before they put the plugs in.

  No. He’d been planning this for a week. He was just going to have to summon his best self-control.

  He used one of the lengths of black rope and tied Mason’s hands behind his back, then secured his ankles with another rope. Finally, he wrapped a longer piece around his torso, binding his upper arms to his sides. Then he looped the rope through the one tying Mason’s wrists.

  “Sit back on your heels.”

  Mason did as instructed, and Gray secured the rope to the one around his ankles. The rope would press against the base of the plug as he moved, especially when Gray ordered him to bend forward. Perfect.

  He stood and moved back, observing his work. “Open your knees.”

  Mason did, and Gray noticed Jack watching, lips parted.

  “Gorgeous.”

  “Thank you, sir.”

  Gray turned to Jack. “Now it’s your turn.”

  He bound Jack the same way and then took his time, looking each one of them over carefully, licking his lips, palming his cock, and making quite a display of how much he enjoyed the sight. Jack’s and Mason’s cocks were both jutting out from their bodies, the tips damp with precome.

  Gray picked up the remotes, and they both tensed. He moved them behind his back so they wouldn’t be able to tell when he was about to turn the vibration on or whether one or both of them was about to get stimulated.

  He waited until they relaxed, and then clicked both vibrators on.

  Both men gasped. Mason writhed, but Jack tried to hold himself still. Gray increased the strength of the vibration, and Jack started to rock his hips.

  Gray hit the Off buttons, and they both exhaled sharply.

  “From now on, you are both to remain still. Any movement will earn you a punishment.”

  They both looked uneasy.

  “Do you remember your safe words?”

  “Yes, sir,” they answered.

  “Good. I want to see your obedience. Boys who obey get rewarded.”

  “Yes, sir,” Jack said.

  After a brief delay, Mason also responded, “Yes, sir.”

  Gray turned on Mason’s plug to the lowest setting. His guess was that the tickling, barely there vibrations were harder to take than the deeper, thuddy ones.

  Mason tensed. His thigh muscles strained. A whimper escaped him, and Gray shot him a cold look.

  “Sorry, sir.”

  “No movements and no sounds.”

  Jack was already drawing in ragged breaths, just from watching Mason. Gray hit Jack’s switch, turning it up to high.

  “Fuck!” Jack shouted.

  “That’s two extra strokes for speaking.”

  Jack pressed his lips together. His whole body quivered, but the movement appeared involuntary so Gray let it go.

  He glanced at Mason, who was fighting hard to stay still. Gray could see the agony on his face, and it was beautiful.

  He turned both plugs off. It was time to make the game more interesting.

  “Mason, you’re going to bend forward and suck Jack’s cock. You may move, but your focus must be on driving Jack mad. If I think you’ve gotten distracted, you will suffer for that. Am I clear?”

  Mason nodded. “Yes, sir.”

  “Jack, you will remain still while Mason sucks you.”

  “Sir, I—”

  “Do you need to use your safe word?”

  Jack shook his head. “No, sir.”

  “Do you need a gag to help you stay quiet?”

  “No, sir.”

  “Then do not interrupt me. When I ask Mason to stop, you will return the favor. Do you understand?”

  “Yes, sir.”

  “Mason.” He gestured toward Jack.

  Mason wiggled awkwardly until he was properly positioned. Then he bent, sucking in his breath when the rope connecting his wrists and ankles pressed on the plug. Gray turned on the vibrator to the lowest setting.

  Mason squeezed his eyes shut and worked his hips.

  “That’s two extra strokes for distraction.”

  “S-sorry, sir.”

  “Do as you were told.”

  He licked the precome on Jack’s cock before taking him deep. Jack made a strangled sound when Gray turned on the harsh thudding vibrations. Gray glared at him before dropping his gaze back to Mason. God, he was hot like that, bent over Jack, strugglin
g to make the position work, his cheeks hollowing as he sucked hard.

  Gray pressed the heel of his hand to his cock. He wanted to pull it out and stroke himself. He wanted Mason’s mouth on him, but there would be time for that later. This was too good to miss.

  Jack held himself rigid. Gray could see his tension in his tight jaw, the corded muscles at his neck, the lack of movement in his chest as he held his breath.

  “Breathe, Jack.”

  He exhaled and then gulped in air.

  “Good boy. I’m proud of how well you’re doing.”

  Jack smiled and then closed his eyes. He was fighting hard as Mason slid all the way to the root and then pulled back slowly. Goddamn, he was talented.

  “That’s enough, Mason.”

  He gave Jack a final swipe of his tongue and then sat back. Gray turned off his plug, but then wickedly changed Jack’s to the lowest setting, just enough to make him want to squirm for more.

  Jack’s eyes remained closed. His lips were parted as he drew in shallow breaths. He made no move toward Mason. Gray had deliberately given him that instruction before Mason sucked him. He had a feeling Jack wouldn’t remember. Jack had asked for a good, hard punishment, so Gray wanted to give him plenty of chances to gain extra torments.

  “I told you to suck Mason’s cock when he finished with you.”

  Jack’s eyes flew open. “Yes, sir.”

  “You disobeyed me.”

  “I… Yes, sir. I’m sorry, sir.”

  “Rather than add strokes to your tally, I’m going to deliver a punishment right now.”

  “Yes, sir.” Jack watched him wide-eyed.

  Mason’s harsh breathing was the only sound in the room as Gray picked up two of the clamps he’d gathered just in case and approached Jack. Without a word, he pinched one of Jack’s nipples, tugging and pulling.

  Jack pressed his lips together and breathed sharply through his nose.

  Gray set the clamp in place, and Jack cried out.

  “Hurts, doesn’t it?”

  “Y-yes, sir.”

  “That’s two more extra strokes later for making noise.”

  Jack shuddered, but he didn’t make another sound.

  Gray placed the other clamp. Jack writhed as if he were trying to escape them, but he didn’t speak.