A sound next to us makes me gasp, my hair tugged in Nik’s fingers as I turn my face to the side. Bastien stands in the doorway, his face shadowed and lined with fierce desire as he watches me, helpless to do anything but submit to Nikolai’s branding hot mouth on my body.
“Bastien,” I moan. He takes a step forward, his eyes moving to Nikolai, but my alpha doesn’t react to his presence. Bastien’s hands clench at his sides. “Fuck, cupcake,” he rasps. “Look at you, all spread out for us like a buffet.”
My answering whimper is needy, my core clenching in empty frustration as I buck against Nik’s leg wildly. Nik takes a final pull from my breast before he pulls his head back, his mouth shiny as he turns to grin at Bastien.
“Our little bird tastes like heaven,” his words are almost a taunt. “Care for a taste, Bastien?”
Bastien slides onto the bed, his head dipping as he seizes my other nipple in his mouth, continuing the tortuous pleasure as I mewl, trying frantically to keep my voice down.
Nik lets go of my hands and they rise to rest in Bastien’s hair as Nik leans a hand down to free himself from his sweatpants. His cock rises up, thick and heavy, his knot a pulsing, bulbous fist at the base. His scent deepens, spice and musk settling around me like a blanket as he lifts my leg and slides me over his hips. His cock nudges my entrance through the silk of my bottoms and we both groan.
“So wet for me, sweetheart,” Nik rasps as he rocks against me. “She tastes good, doesn’t she?”
Bastien makes a sound of agreement from my breast, his fingers sliding down beneath the wet silk and pressing directly against my clit. Bucking, I throw my head back in wordless pleasure, my hips moving faster.
“Hold her up, brother,” Nik instructs Bastien, and he slides behind me to drop kisses down my neck, my back resting against his sculpted chest as Nik divests me of my shorts, yanking at them until the seams split and I’m completely, utterly bared to him.
A tinge of embarrassment tints the air, and Nik flashes his eyes up to me. “I’m not…,” I clear my throat nervously. I had two babies. I know I don’t look the same.
“You’re fucking perfect,” Nik shoots back. His hand reaches up to curl around my throat, and he holds my gaze. “Perfect, little bird,” he repeats.
Bastien’s tongue traces down my neck. “Ours,” he grunts.
“Yours.” It’s a whisper, but Nik’s eyes soften as he traces his finger down my wet folds, circling my entrance just enough to hint at what’s to come.
“What do you want, cupcake?” Bastien murmurs, brushing my damp hair away from my neck. “Tell us.”
I hold Nik’s eyes. “I want you to fill me up,” I choke out, licking my lips. “I want you to stuff me so full that I can’t breathe, Nik.”
Bastien hums into my neck. “And what about me, sweetheart?” His hand slides down my front, gliding past my slit and going further. My breath stutters and stops as he traces his finger lightly over my back entrance, the tip pushing in just lightly as my back arches.
The feeling of both of them teasing me, their talented hands dipping inside me, is almost unbearable. My breath chokes on a ragged sob. “Please,” I beg. “Please touch me. Anywhere you want. Justdo it.”
My words snap off with a ragged cry as Nikolai sinks his cock into me, achingly slow, inch by inch of his steely length disappearing inside me. He stops at the base and Bastien covers my mouth just in time, my frustrated shout muted against the heat of his palm.
They’re killing me. This is how I’m going to die, tortured to death by the slowness of my alpha’s cock.
Nik holds me still, his hands splayed over my thighs as his fingers tap against my skin. “Patience,” he snaps, the tendons in his neck strained. I open my mouth, ready to ask him what the hell he’s waiting for when Bastien’s finger prods at me again.
“So wet,” he murmurs huskily. “Look at all this mess you’re making, cupcake.”
He gathers up some of my wetness, his fingers brushing at me before they move back to my ass, and he slowly works a finger in. My eyes flutter shut, the fullness almost too much sensation. When he adds a second finger, I start to squirm, my hips twisting as Nik pins me in place. Finally, he slides his cock out before working it back in, and they fall into a rhythm, Bastien’s fingers and his cock sliding in and out until I’m a feverish, writhing mass of sensation, our breathing echoing harshly in the darkened room. Bastien’s fingers disappear, replaced by something thicker, and Nik pauses the flexing of his cock as they lock eyes.
“Show me you want this, cupcake,” Bastien grunts, his head pushing in just lightly. “Let me hear you whine.”
Nik leans forward and pinches my clit, the small bite of pain electric on my senses as I twist and beg. “Please,” I ask, my voice trembling. “Please, Bastien.”
“Like this?” he pushes in a little further, the head of his cock pushing past tense muscle to sit inside me. My whimpers fall from my lips, my head thrashing as they both sink into me at the same time, working together to create a push and pull inside me that draws my release up in a rush. Crying out, I clench my muscles and both Nik and Bastien curse. “Bite,” I moan. “Please, Nikolai!”
“Holding us so tightly, little bird,” Nik rasps. “I can feel your cunt pulling at me.”
He yanks me onto him, his swollen knot pushing at my sex, demanding entry as it slides inside my entrance, my eyes rolling back at the completeness. Bastien steadies me, his cock thick and hot inside me as Nik bellows. His cock soaks me with his seed, his knot locking us together as he comes in a wave, his teeth snapping down to land squarely on the side of my neck in a deep bite.
My breathing stops as his teeth break my skin and something snaps into place inside me. Fierce protectiveness and a deep, purelovesoak into my bones as Nikolai pulls back to scan my face worriedly. “Ava? Sweetheart?”
I sag back against Bastien, blinking at him wordlessly. “I can sense you,” I whisper. “I wasn’t expecting it to feel so… so…,”
All consuming. Overwhelming.
