In a tangle of hands and fingers and lips and tongues I never wanted to end.
Them. Ryland and Varian. My two oldest friends from a world that had existed before this one. I loved them both, my aching heart finally admitted. Nobody could make mechoose between these two males who had consumed my life forever, even when they were gone.
Ryland pressed me down onto my back, then stretched beside me, pushing my legs apart, thrusting his fingers inside my pussy, making the most erotic, wet, humiliating sound. Even though I’d just come, my hips bucked to meet his every plunging stroke, heat burning like a fire between my legs.
“Look at how wet she is, Varian. Such a beautiful pussy, and it’s all ours. What do you want, Lyrae? Do you want us to take turns fucking you, or…”
He plunged those fingers into his mouth, then mine, deep enough my lips sealed around them as he smiled wickedly. “Gods, I could look at you all day, with your pretty lips wrapped around my fingers…wishing it was my cock. Can I fuck your mouth, Lyrae? While Varian is deep inside you? If we beg, will you let us share you between us?”
The only yes I could offer him was a broken, needy moan as my tongue lashed his invading fingers, cleaning off my own juices, feeling filthy and needy and wanting more. Ry’s face tightened before he pulled his fingers away, then took my mouth in a demanding kiss that stole my breath.
“Fuck, I’ve been dreaming of this taste for a hundred years. You always were so godsdamned sweet.” Ryland looked possessed, rolling me onto my stomach, fingers tracing down my spine, over the curve of my ass.
“Up on your knees. Spread your legs, show Varian that pretty pink pussy he’s been fantasizing about.” My entire body clenched at that command, natural defiance melting beneath some overwhelming need to obey, to have them fill me up and make me whole, for the three of us to finally be together, tangled up in flesh and crashing need.
I positioned myself how he wanted, Varian’s faint groansending a flush of heat through my belly, had me restless and wanting, had me spreading myself wider, so Varian could see, so Ryland knew I was obedient, so one of them would fucking touch me the way I craved to be touched.
“Fuck.” Varian’s hands trembled a little when they traced my waist, my hips, the outside of my thighs, his cock brushing my backside as he dipped his fingers into me, followed by the wet sound of him sucking my juices off his fingers.
Then again, this time, with a groan of pure pleasure.
Ryland slid off the bed and stripped, slowly revealing that powerful body, layered with thick muscle and marked by all those brand-new scars, and my core clenched around Varian’s fingers as he worked them in and out, my body pounding with need and anticipation.
Gods, I needed…
I moaned, pushed back, trying to force him deeper. Ryland watched the two of us, stroking his cock, thick and ruddy, the skin glossy over the swollen head.
“Oh my gods, thesmellof you. Take a breath, Lyrae,” Varian murmured, running his rough palm down my spine, pressing against my shoulders to flatten me to the bed.
“I have to be inside you,” he muttered. “I have to…” He let out a groan. “Fuck, you’re so tight. But I can’t…godsdamn it, I can’t wait.” He was bigger than I’d imagined, his enormous crown pressing against my entrance, pressure building as he pushed inside, parting my swollen flesh, stretching me wide as he took me in one hard, claiming stroke, the friction biting and profound, plunging deep, until I felt that blunt head in my belly.
Then he pulled out.
Thrust back in, deeper this time, keeping my chest pinned to the bed, legs spread wide enough for him to canthis hips and fuck me harder. My toes curled, my core clenching, wishing I could hold him inside me forever.
“Lyrae, Lyrae, Lyrae,” Varian chanted, fingers denting my thighs, “I love you so much. I’ve always loved you.”
I closed my eyes to stop the tears from spilling free as I realized—I’d always loved them, too.
Longer than I’d hated them, and maybe my hate had been some twisted form of love, a way to keep the three of us alive all these years, like fanning a fire I couldn’t stand to see die out.
“Open your mouth for me, little fox.” Ryland’s hand slid beneath my shoulders, lifting me onto my elbows, fingers sliding beneath my chin to tip my head up so he could wipe away my tears with a tender, knowing smile on his face.
“I have walked this world from beginning to end, but you are still the most beautiful creature I have ever seen, Lyrae Antares,” Ryland murmured, his own eyes shining, “and I would endure every bit of my punishment again, because all the pain, all those lonely nights, everything was worth it, to end up here, with you.”
His words were a balm to my worn-out soul, because I felt the same, like tonight was inevitable, like being with them made me stronger. Better.
Then his smile turned wicked and he pressed his cock to my lips, sliding over them, in, until I tasted his familiar mix of salt and musk and all the things I’d forgotten and dreamed of for so long, and then he was moving, and Varian was fucking me from behind and my body turned incandescent, a glowing star ready to rupture apart.
Varian reached beneath me, fingers finding my clit, lightly rubbing velvet-soft circles, timed perfectly with every deep stroke.
Blood pounded against my ears. I was falling and thiswas too much—Ryland’s desperate grunts as he fucked my mouth, not quite hitting the back of my throat, with his praising—good girl, such a good girl—taking my cock like this—added to Varian’s strong grip holding me firmly in place as he rode me, the slam of his powerful hips against my ass as his fingers worked my clit in the most perfect way.
“Come for us, Lyrae,” Varian urged softly, “let me see you fall apart for us. We’ve got you, you can let go now.”
The words flayed me apart, this orgasm ripping through me, pleasure wracking my body in long, relentless waves that went on forever, then started anew when Varian clenched behind me as he found his release, muttering my name, filling me with his seed.
“That’s it, you are so beautiful, so godsdamned beautiful.”
