"Breathe," I murmur against his mouth, my fingers carding through his golden hair. "Just breathe."
He tries, but every breath is ragged, broken by the sensation of being filled and buried inside me at the same time. Nikolai's hands grip his hips, holding him steady as he bottoms out.
"Fuck," Nikolai groans, his head falling forward to rest against Raven's shoulder. "Forgot how tight you are."
The confession makes heat surge through me. There's history between them. Painful and raw and unfinished.
And I'm right in the middle of it.
"You could have used more of her slick," Raven grumbles half-heartedly between dazed kisses.
"You'll live," Nikolai counters, but I feel him pull out slightly. His hand slips to where Raven and I are joined, and he dips his fingers into my pussy, stroking Raven's cock inside me.
I cry out as the already tight stretch grows, but it feels too good to be painful. Then he pulls out, presumably coating his cock with more of my slick, and the thought of him using that to fuck Raven is more arousing than I ever imagined.
Nikolai starts to move, slow and deliberate. Each thrust drives Raven deeper into me, creating a rhythm that has all three of us panting and gasping. I watch Nikolai's face over Raven'sshoulder, his expression shifting from controlled to desperate to controlled again.
He's trying so fucking hard to be gentle.
For me. To prove he's safe to mate with. And I guess if he can fuck his so-called enemy with that much care, I'd be in good hands.
I reach up, grabbing Nikolai's white hair and pulling him down for a kiss. He comes willingly, his mouth meeting mine over Raven's shoulder. The angle is awkward, but it works. His tongue sweeps into my mouth, claiming and possessive, and I let him.
Raven whimpers between us, overwhelmed by sensation. I break the kiss with Nikolai to capture Raven's mouth again, swallowing his desperate sounds.
"Please," Raven gasps against my lips, driving his cock deeper into me. I feel the swell of his knot straining at my entrance. I'm not even in heat, but I need his knot. Need to feel it swelling, buried inside me, locking us together while Nikolai fucks him. "I need?—"
"Not yet," Nikolai growls, his hips snapping harder. "Not until she tells you you can come."
The command in his voice makes me clench around Raven. He cries out at the sensation and his cock throbs inside me, and I can tell he's close.Soclose.
But Nikolai's right. I'm not done with them yet.
I haven't gotten what I came for.
Except... looking at them now, seeing the way they move together like we all belong tangled up together, the way they both focus on my pleasure even while lost in their own...
Maybe I don't give a fuck about getting information anymore. Not right now, at least. Maybe I just want this.
Wantthem.
"You're so beautiful together," I murmur, and I mean it. Raven's golden hair against Nikolai's white, the way they fit like pieces of a puzzle.
Nikolai's rhythm falters for a moment, his eyes finding mine. There's something raw in his gaze, something vulnerable that he usually keeps locked away.
"Can you take his knot?" I ask Raven curiously, running my fingers through his hair. I've never really asked him about his… condition. Just figured he would tell me when he was ready, and it's not like we've had a lot of downtime to discuss things other than war crimes and survival. But I can tell his walls are down, more than usual.
He hesitates, and I can see the conflict in his eyes. Want warring with fear. "I don't... I don't think so."
"It's okay," I soothe, realizing he's still self-conscious on the subject, even in our intimate position. "You don't have to?—"
"Not unless I'm in..." He trails off, laughing awkwardly. The sound is broken, self-deprecating, even through his panting. "Well, sometimes I get weird. Like rut, but... not. It's hard to explain. Like I said, I'm…fuck!—broken."
The words punch through my chest like a fist. I cup his face, forcing him to look at me. "You're not broken."
"Cosima—"
"You'reperfect," I insist, and I mean it with every fiber of my being.
