Combine, a Hammer Novel
Dom and sub couples Peter and Devon, and Max and Swan, are joining their lives together. After a week at The Briar Rose, they know there’s a lot of work to do, and they’re all committed to making sure what they have together succeeds.
As they learn to live and bond together, they discover things about each other that makes them fall more deeply in love, helping to cement their relationships.
Then an unexpected attack on Peter and Max threatens to upset the balance they’ve created, and Swan and Devon must join forces to give their subs what they need to push through and thrive. Will this stumbling block break apart their hard-won new family, or will it forge a stronger foursome?
Coming out December 9, available for pre-order at Torquere, and also at All Romance Ebooks, and Amazon.
Speaking of Peter, the boy was already turning on the taps in the large walk-in shower, testing the water.
“Does anyone not want it superhot?” Peter asked.
“We like it hot, pretty boy.” Swan patted Max’s ass again.
Peter preened at his compliment, adjusted the water again, then smiled at him and Devon. “The shower is ready, Masters.”
Swan eased Max down into his arms and carried his boy into the water. Peter and Devon joined them, the six showerheads making it easy for all of them to be in the spray. He took a kiss from Max, then Peter, then Devon. Fuck, he was a lucky bastard. Devon ended their kiss, grinning at him like Devon knew exactly what he’d been thinking. Swan grinned right back, wicked and wild.
“I think we should make a sandwich,” Devon suggested.
“I get to be peanut butter!” Peter crowed.
Swan laughed. “Max can be the jam. I do assume you meant for you and I to be the bread.” He aimed the last at Devon.
“Yep.” Devon corralled Max and Peter between them before reaching for him and squishing their boys together.
Max and Peter grabbed onto each other, squeezing tight. Swan took Devon’s mouth as they all rocked together. There was something amazing about kissing Devon. There was no give, no submission at all. If anything, it was a fight, both of them pushing hard. Their boys were caught between them and it felt right.
He bit at Devon’s lower lip and Devon growled, pressed harder against his lips. Max’s ass rocked against him and he knew his boy was shifting against Peter’s body. They could fuck their boys like this, fuck each other through their boys. The idea was delicious. He groaned, trying to telegraph what he wanted to Devon.
Devon’s hand grabbed his, pressing the tube of lube into it. Oh, fuck yeah. Yeah. He loved that Devon was on his wavelength. He tugged out the plug in Max’s ass, then slicked his fingers up, pressed two into Max’s sweet little ass. Max took him easily, bearing back with a moan. He watched Devon’s face, heard Peter’s gasps and knew Devon was doing the same thing he was.
Fuck. Fuck, this was hot. He pushed harder, slamming in deeper. His fingers pushed up against Max’s gland, making his boy cry out. He stroked it, over and over, searching for more of those sounds. He got them, and Max’s noises were joined by Peter’s, their boys crying out for them.
He grinned over at Devon, loving this. Devon grinned right back, a look of pleased wonder on his face. Then the man leaned in and kissed him, sucking hard on his tongue. Fuck, yes. Yes. Swan pushed his fingers deeper, almost like he was trying to touch Devon. It was hotter than hell, and Swan was surprised they weren’t evaporating the water as it hit them.
Max and Peter were kissing, too, hot, wild little breathless things. It was like their bodies were merging, four becoming one. God, that was hot.
He pulled his fingers out, even as Devon said, “Now. We do it now.”
“Now,” Devon agreed, and both boys gasped as they lined up.
Swan watched Devon’s eyes, using what he saw there to push in, to fill Max and Peter like they were one. Max and Peter cried out for them, their voices mingling.
Swan found Devon’s mouth again, leaning over Max and Peter to slip his tongue into the heat of Devon’s mouth. Devon moaned, hand finding his and holding on tight. They fucked their boys together, holding all four of them in a tight embrace. The top of his fucking head was going to come off.
He moved faster and so did Devon, the two of them slamming their boys together as they took them. Max and Peter were devouring each other, rubbing and humping, wild cries coming from them. It was the sexiest thing he’d ever done.
Grabbing hold of Devon’s arms, he slammed in harder, needy sounds coming out of his own mouth.
“Fuck.” Devon groaned. “Soon.”
“It’s time, boys.” Swan punched in harder. “Come for your masters.”
“Yes. Yes, Master. Love. Maxie, come with me.” Peter was a talker.
He could feel Max’s ass working him harder, knew his boy was right there with them and ready to obey.
“Yes, now!” shouted Devon, the pleasure clear on his face.
They came, one and then another, just flying. It was fucking amazing, Max’s body clamping down hard on his cock as he filled that sweet hole with his spunk. He shivered, even in the hot water, his world spinning for a second.
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