Damian’s hand leaves my sternum, and he pulls my hair aside. His warm breath puffs over my skin for a millisecond before a sharp pain punctures the top of my shoulder. It’s close to the base of my neck, but his canines will show right above my clavicle.
My pussy spasms as my system overloads with pleasure to combat the slight discomfort.
An orgasm I wasn’t expecting washes through my system, and I whine, damn near face-planting on the bed.
Damian’s hold on my throat keeps me upright. His dick swells to painful proportions, and his scent floods my mind. It takes me way too long to realize his orgasm in the bond triggered mine.
Fucking hell.
I thought I’d have to focus more to accept the connection, but I’m not upset.
I wasn’t going to deny the link.
Bonds are a one-time, per-person kinda deal. I’m just surprised that it clicked into place so easily. Maybe that’s more proof that we’re meant to be.
Damian growls against my skin and retracts his teeth, licking over the bite to clean and seal it.
He doesn’t have to speak for me to pick up his happiness, but his thoughts are muted…almost like he’s lost to the fog.
Shit.
I hope he meant to bite me.
I don’t get to worry about it for too long.
Damian’s chest pushes against my back, and he flattens me to the mattress, finally pulling his hand off my throat. He growls wickedly and fucks into me like a man possessed.
Damian isn’t the only one who gets lost to the pheromone fog.
I have no idea how much time passes before I pop back into consciousness, but Damian’s legs hang off the end of the bed. I’m riding him while facing away from him, and Ravvi joined us at some point. He kneels on the floor in front of the bed, and my hands rest on his shoulders. He’s only in his boxer briefs, and he teases his fingers over my clit while licking my left nipple.
I freeze, and Ravvi pops off my tit, giving me a lopsided smile.
“You good? The two of you were pretty hazy when I first came in, but you begged me to stay…” His brow furrows. “Which I’m guessing you don’t remember, but I swear you did?—”
“I believe you,” I say, swallowing thickly. I slide my hand to cradle his cheek and say a mental prayer he doesn’t freak out. “Damian and I bonded.”
“We sure did, but that’s my fault.” Damian has been lying flat on the mattress, but he sits up, framing my back. “The haze was too thick. I think I slipped into rut.”
Ravvi laughs. “Yeah, you’ve told me this twice now. Not that I couldn’t tell from the bright red bite above your collarbone. I’m happy for you.”
“Really?” Damian asks, his surprise filtering through the bond.
“Yes,” Ravvi says to his brother, but he stares directly into my eyes. “I love both of you. Of course I’m happy for you.”
My heart races.
God, I didn’t know how much I needed to hear him say that.
My eyes ache, and I struggle against the urge to burst into tears. I’m locked on Damian’s knot. That might be too embarrassing to come back from so soon after bonding.
Ravvi smiles at me, and glances over my shoulder to meet his brother’s gaze. “You growled and snarled and told me to get fucked when I first came in.” He laughs. “Don’t worry. Clover made sure to let me know I was welcome to stay.”
“Shit, sorry.” Damian laughs, and his chest bounces against my back.
I use my hand on Ravvi’s jaw to pull him closer as I lean in to meet him. It drags Damian’s knot along my inner walls, making me shiver, but I ignore the sexual pleasure and focus on Ravvi.
“I love you too,” I admit, slamming my mouth to his.
