“Oh God. Rhûven.”
He claws at my control,desperate to shift, to mount her and make her scream both our names until she can’t tell where one ends and the other begins.
“Say it again,”I growl, working the antler deeper, watching it disappear inside her. “Say his name again, Lumi.”
“Rhûven,”she sobs, hips rolling desperately to meet the next thrust. “So thick—I can feel every ridge. He’s perfect—you’re perfect?—”
My beast preensat the praise. She loves us. Both of us.
“You haveno idea what you do to us,” I snarl, pumping faster. “Take him. Take what he’s giving you.”
“So full—”she whimpers.
“Look at you,”I rasp, watching the way her body takes the antler, the way she’s so wet it glides in and out effortlessly.
“Harder. Please—”
I thrust deeper,faster, angling it just right. My thumb rubs hard circles against her clit, and her whole body seizes.
“You feel that?”I growl against her ear, leaning over her. “That’s your rhûven’ka inside you. Marking you from the inside out.”
She thrashes in my hold,thighs trembling violently.
“And when I finally shift,”I continue, voice rough with lust, “when I finally claim you the way we both need—you’ll remember this... that I’d break myself apart just to ease your pain. That I’d give you pieces of my beast before you ever even asked.”
“I’m going to—”Her fingers lock into my hair, her back arching so sharply I have to brace her with my entire forearm to keep her from sliding under the water.
“Come for him,”I command, thrusting harder, working her clit faster. “Come on Rhûven’s antler and scream his name, Saelûn. Let him hear you—let the whole forest know who’s inside you right now.”
She shatters with a broken scream,so breathtakingly beautiful I nearly lose my mind.
“Rhûven!”
Her body convulses,clenching rhythmically around the bone as her orgasm rips through her.
I work her through it,watching tears stream down her temples from the intensity.
She collapses against me,forehead dropping to my shoulder. I slow my movements, gentling my touch as she gasps for air. Carefully, I pull the antler free. She whines softly at the loss as I toss it aside. I gather her into my arms immediately.
“Lumi,”I rasp. “Look at me.”
She lifts her head.Her eyes are glassy, still swimming with the aftershocks of what I just gave her. “Andrik... I think I just saw the center of the universe.”
“Not yet,”I murmur as I cup her face. My thumbs wipe away her tears. “Open for me, lûnhael.” (Sweetheart.)
She doesn‘t hesitate.
“Breathe with me,”I whisper as I press my mouth a hair's breadth from hers and exhale. I pull the core of the thrûn’vael,and push it into her—a slow, steady stream of silver-white mist that flows from my lungs into hers.
Her eyes go wide.“Just breathe with me, Lumi.” I feel her entire ribcage expand, my breath traveling through her airways, hitting her blood, and extinguishing the lingering fire inside her.
“Again,”I whisper, foreheads pressed together. “With me, Saelûn.”
Exhale.Inhale. Exhale. Inhale.
She blinks,the fog in her eyes finally clears, replaced by a sharp, stunned clarity.
“There you are,”I murmur, pressing a kiss to her temple.
