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five o’clock shadow wiped Jayla from his mind.
    Joey gripped Gabriel’s hips and rocked their erections together.
    “Fuck, babe,” Gabriel grated, pulling back to look into Joey’s burning green eyes. The spark there unsettled him—it reminded him of what might have happened today.
    Panting, Joey rested his forehead against Gabriel’s. “Things coulda gone bad today.”
    “But they didn’t.” His tone was too forceful, and Joey winced. When he rolled off Gabriel and slung his arm over his eyes, Gabriel pushed onto an elbow to stare down into his face. “I hate that I worried you.”
    Joey’s chest shook—with laughter. “Heroes don’t worry about their loved ones while they’re saving other people. Stop lying and get your cock out.”
    Gabriel snorted and dived for his lover. Joey looped his arms around him and tried to guide him where he wanted him most. But Gabriel wouldn’t be rushed. He kissed a path down Joey’s neck to the simple lightning bolt tattoo cresting his pec. The silvery gray tone drew his lips like nothing else.
    With his fingers deep in Gabriel’s too-long hair, Joey made a sound of surrender. Mmm . That’s what I want to hear.
    He nipped the muscle with his teeth and continued exploring. His cock throbbed in time to his heart as he traced the ridges of Joey’s abs. When he slicked his tongue over the tip of his cock, Joey arched. Gabriel angled his head and took him to the root.
    Knowing his lover demanded strong pulls of his mouth, Gabriel deliberately sucked slowly. Mouthing him tenderly, gliding his tongue up the side of his shaft and circling the tip.
    “Fuck, yeah. More.”
    Gabriel let him slide free of his mouth and stared up the length of his body at Joey’s handsome face. His jaw was angular, his nose slightly bumped at the bridge where he’d taken a fist during a bar fight in his younger, stupider days. And he wore that look of total satisfaction that fueled Gabriel to give his all.
    He mouthed his balls. Joey bucked upward. Pushing his legs up and back, he parted him for his tongue in a much more intimate place. Joey’s eyes popped open, and their gazes met as Gabriel ran his tongue over the ridged pucker he wanted to stretch so badly.
    “Don’t tease me. I need you deep. Now.”
    Growling, Gabriel shot up his body and reached for a condom and lube. A few squirts in his palm had his dick oiled and the rest he used on his lover’s body to ready him.
    Not that he needed it. Joey liked it hard and rough. Usually Gabriel came home from his shift needing strong release too, but not tonight. Not with the events of the day hanging over them—and sleeping in the next room.
    As he burrowed into his partner’s body, their gazes locked.
    “Thank God nothing happened to you,” Joey rasped, and Gabriel began to move.
    ∙•∙
    Jayla pushed onto her elbows and strained to hear the faint sounds coming through the wall. Her mind had barely registered the relationship between Gabriel and Joey, but now that she was more alert, it was crystal clear.
    And hot as hell.
    A primal grunt sounded, and goose bumps skittered over her flesh. Her nipples puckered. Holding her breath, she tried to picture what was going on through the thin plaster dividing them. No, she shouldn’t. She flopped onto her side and pulled the pillow over her head.
    That lasted all of a minute. Another guttural groan from one of the big, hunky men drew a small whimper from her throat. Need ignited in her core, and she found her hips rising and falling to the rhythm of their lovemaking.
    Damn, this was terrible of her. She was a guest here, and eavesdropping was the worst possible thank-you for their protection and care. But they were both beautiful men, and the distraction from Blaine’s actions was welcome.
    Pressing her thighs together tight, she fought her rising arousal. But it was no use. She slipped her fingers over the tank top she’d fallen asleep in after rousing for the second time. Had her nipples