Axel gently runs a finger through my core, and whatever composure I had left shatters. He brings the glistening digit up to Nik, who captures it between his lips and sucks. He closes his eyes like he’s savoring a rare delicacy.
“Mmm… our girl’s perfect,” Nik murmurs. “Now make her feel like it.”
Our girl.His words stir a longing inside me. I never thought I’d want to be someone’s girl, but our girl? I could maybe get on board with that.
Axel resettles between my legs, and the first soft swipe of his tongue sends a jolt through me. I cry out, back arching. Whether trying to get away or press closer, I’m not sure. He takes his time exploring every inch of me with lips and tongue. His mouth is warm and wet and his beard rough. Wicked enough to ruin a girl, and holy enough to make her want it.
Behind me, Nik licks up the side of my neck. “Has anyone ever…?” he starts to ask.
“No,” I pant. “No one’s ever… like this.” My pleasure has never been a concern, until now.
Axel moans against me in response, and I swear I feel it echo through my entire body. Every motion is a message:you’re ours.
It’s overwhelming and perfect and more than just physical. It’s healing. It’s reclaiming something I didn’t think I’d ever want again. And I never want it to end.
I cry out again as pleasure overtakes me, but Nik shushes me with a smothered laugh. “You’ve gotta be quiet, unless you wanna get caught.”
Who cares about getting caught when Axel is doingthat?
Still, I bite down on my bottom lip and try to keep the sounds in. Axel doesn’t ease up. His tongue works with maddening precision, sending sparks through my entire body. My thighs tremble as he draws tight circles, teasing me higher until everything inside me coils like a spring.
Then, in perfect unison, Nik rolls my nipples between his fingers just as Axel gives a firm, final suck and I detonate. The release crashes over me, and I scream despite myself, muffled only by Nik’s palm clamping over my mouth.
Axel works me until my body slumps, boneless and breathless. When he finally resurfaces, his cheeks are flushed, stubble damp, and his grin wicked.
“God, I could do that all day,” he pants.
“I’d probably let you,” I admit, still dazed.
But then I start to worry they expect me to reciprocate. That they expect more. Axel silences my worries when he climbs up my body and kisses me slowly, sweetly. I taste myself on his lips. It should feel filthy, but it doesn’t. It feels sacred, like he’s offering me communion.
Behind me, Nik’s voice is quieter. “Let me have another taste.”
Axel pauses, searching my face. Whatever he finds there gives him permission, because what happens next leaves me stunned.
He leans over and locks lips with Nik. It’s nothing like how they kiss me. It’s fiercer. Messier. Hungry in a different way. I stare, transfixed, as their mouths move together, ravenous and shameless. My breath catches.
“Okay… that is... wow.” I’m speechless. I knew I sensed something between them. But seeing it? Everything clicks. The lingering gazes. The flirty words. The unbreakable bond.
Axel chuckles, pulling back and giving me another soft kiss. He shifts down to lay his head against my chest, and I absentmindedly comb my fingers through his hair, heart still racing. Nik’s fingers trace lazy patterns along my thigh while he presses gentle kisses to the top of my head.
For a moment, I let myself just exist in this strange, beautiful afterglow.
But up above, I swear I catch a flicker of movement near one of the second-story windows. I tense, but whatever I thought I saw is gone. Maybe it was a trick of the light… or maybe I’m too blissed-out to trust my eyes.
We lay together in silence. None of us wanting to break the spell.
Finally, I ask the question haunting the air.
“What happens now?”
Axel lifts his head and looks at me. “Whateveryouwant, Princess.”
I tilt my chin. “What if I want to cool things off until after graduation?”
“Then we cool things off until after graduation,” he says easily.
“What if I want to do that again?”
