“You can,” Luca growls. “You’re going to take it, just like she is.” His finger sinks deeper, and Cole’s whole body shudders. “That’s it. Such a good boy for me.”
I’m already so close, my body trembling around Luca’s cock, my clit throbbing with every thrust. His free hand slides between us, his thumb pressing against my clit, circling it in tight, relentless circles. “Come for me, cara,” he demands, his voice rough. “Come on my cock while I fuck both of you.”
The filthy words send me over the edge. My back arches, a broken cry tearing from my throat as my orgasm crashes over me. My pussy clenches around Luca’s cock, milking him as I shudder and moan beneath him. Cole’s mouth crashes onto mine, swallowing my moans as Luca keeps fucking me through it, his finger still buried in Cole’s ass, his thumb still working my clit.
He waits until the last pulses of my orgasm have finished before taking his hand from my throbbing clit and moving it to Cole’s cock, stroking him roughly as he fucks his ass with his thick finger.
Cole’s cock pulses in Luca’s grip, so hard I can see it throbbing. He lets out the sexiest groan I’ve ever heard and then thick ropes of cum are splattering across his stomach, dripping onto Luca’s hand. Still fucking me, he releases Cole’s spent cock and lifts his hand to his mouth, licking Cole’s cum from his skin.
“So fucking delicious,” he groans, pounding into me even harder. “Gods, I love—“
Luca’s rhythm falters and he thrusts into me one last time, burying himself so deep that it feels like he’s rearranging me. He comes with a long, loud groan, and then it’s like time stops.
One second, Luca’s hips are slamming into mine, his cock buried so deep I can feel him in my throat. The next, all I can see is beautiful, golden light. It pours out of him, out of us, and I gasp as his massive wings unfurl behind him, white feathers tipped in gold shimmering like they’re made of sunlight.
Feathers drift down, landing on my skin, my breasts, my thighs. They don’t burn. They’re deliciously warm, and they dissolve into nothing the second they touch me, leaving behind this strange, glowing warmth. It reminds me of the little hearts he conjured earlier and how they felt as they melted into my skin, only about a hundred times more intense.
My breath is frozen in my chest as I take in those gorgeous wings and the shimmering light filling the room. What does this mean? What’s happening? This didn’t happen when he came earlier.
Then I notice the mark over Luca’s heart, glowing gold and pulsing softly, like something alive beneath his skin. My gaze snaps to Cole, and I’m surprised to see that his chest is glowing, too. The same golden light shines through his skin, right over his heart. My hands fly to my own chest, and when I look down, I see that my skin’s glowing, too. Like we’ve been branded.
Luca’s eyes meet mine, and the look on his face—
He’s stunned. There’s no smugness, no satisfaction. Only a kind of wondrous awe as he stares at the golden marks on our skin.
Golden threads shimmer in the air between us, weaving through the space like they’re stitching something together. My breath catches as one brushes against my wrist, warm and electric. Cole reaches for my hand, his chest rising and falling fast beneath the glow of his own mark.
Luca makes a sound almost as though he’s in pain, and then his vast wings are folding around us, blocking out the world. The feathers are softer than they look, brushing against my skin likesilk as he leans down, his forehead pressed to mine. His breath is hot against my lips, his cock still half-hard inside me, and I can feel the way his heart hammers against his ribs.
“Anabel,” he murmurs, and the way he says my name, like it’s something sacred, makes my throat tighten.
Cole shifts beside me, his free hand sliding up to cup Luca’s jaw. The glow between them pulses brighter, the threads thickening, binding tighter. Luca turns his head just enough to press a kiss to Cole’s palm, his lashes fluttering shut for a second.
The light doesn’t fade. It grows, humming through my bones, through the places where we’re still connected. Luca’s wings tremble, the feathers ruffling as he exhales shakily. His fingers dig into the mattress on either side of my head, his body caging us in, and for the first time since I met him, he looks…
Hopeful.
I don’t breathe. I don’t move. The golden light still hums between us, and Cole curls against my side, his fingers brushing the glowing mark over Luca’s heart. I reach up too, my hand trembling as I press my palm to the same spot, our fingers entwined.
No one speaks, but the silence isn’t awkward. No, it’s thick with something too big for words. Luca’s wings are still wrapped around us, feathers warm against my skin. His chest rises and falls like he’s been running.
Finally, I swallow and ask the obvious question, my voice barely above a whisper. “What…what just happened?”
Luca lets out a shaky breath, his amber eyes flickering between us. His throat works like he’s trying to find the right words. “Somehow,” he says, his voice hoarse with emotion, “we’re bonded now.”
Cole’s fingers tighten around mine. “What does that mean?”
Luca’s gaze drops to where our hands rest over his heart. The golden light pulses brighter for a second, like it’s answering. “It’sa bond,” he says slowly. “A real one, divinely ordained. It only forms when love is…completely unselfish. Freely given. Pure.” He lets out a breathless laugh, shaking his head. “I’ve seen it happen to others. But I never expected…I never even thought I could form one.”
My heart pounds so hard I can feel it in my throat. “Does this mean…” I hesitate, then force myself to ask the question burning in my chest. “Does this mean you can stay? For more than just tonight?”
Luca’s eyes shine, and for the first time since I met him, he looks vulnerable. His lips curve into a smile so soft it makes my chest ache. “It means we can stay together,” he says, his voice thick. “Forever. Because of the love you and Cole have for each other. And because of the love and trust you so freely shared with me.”
Cole lets out a shaky breath, his thumb brushing over my knuckles. “You…love us?” he asks, his voice soft. “But how? Not that I’m complaining, I’m just trying to understand.”
Luca’s smile widens, his eyes glistening. He sits back on his knees, wings spread wide behind him. It’s a wondrous sight, one that takes my breath away for a moment. Luca cups Cole’s cheek with one hand and mine with the other. “I started falling for you the moment you made your wish,” he says softly. “In all my time, I’ve never received such an earnest, heartfelt wish. Your love called to me.” He looks at me, then at Cole, his amber eyes softer than I’ve ever seen them. “I didn’t just answer your wish because it was my duty,” he says, his voice raw. “I was drawn to you. Both of you.”
Cole’s fingers squeeze mine, his breathing ragged.
