Samian lazily made small circles with his finger along my stomach, each circle moving his hand down and down until he reached the blanket. I whimpered, my back arching further, silently begging for more. “You have to say it first, Sybil,” Samian said, his voice low and deep.
“Show me,” I choked out, my heart racing.
As soon as the words came out, Kieran closed the distance between us, his mouth finding mine, swallowing my gasp. His tongue slid against mine, his kiss deepening, becoming wild. Samian’s hand crept up my body, finding my breast, kneading it. I moaned as his soft fingers pinched and twisted my nipple, working me until I was ready to beg for more.
Kieran’s callused hands roamed along my body, his deft fingers dipping along my center. “Already so wet for us, my mate,” he murmured against my lips.
His fingers slid through the slickness, his thumb pressing on the bundle of nerves that sent electricity skating through my veins. I whimpered, letting my head fall back against Samian’s powerful chest.
Samian moved his hand up my neck, his fingers wrapping under my jaw, gently pulling my face toward him. My gaze found his, my breathing unsteady, and I took in the heat filling his eyes when Kieran’s fingers dipped downward, slowly sinking inside. I gasped, and Samian surged forward, capturing my lips with his just as Kieran’s lips found my breast, his tongue circling the peak of my nipple.
The air around us grew taut, the feeling of mounting pleasure almost too much. A greedy moan rumbled up my throat, and Samian’s hand tightened along my jaw, his mouth moving desperately against mine. Breaking away from my lips, Samian kissed along my jaw, nipping my ear when Kieran’s tongue swirled around my nipple. Breathless, I looked down, finding Kieran’s intense stare boring into me.
Kieran trailed his lips down my stomach, his large form moving further down the bed. His fingers were still thrusting in and out at a slow and steady pace. Each stroke of his finger kindled the fire burning inside me.
I leaned my head back when Samian stopped me. “I want you to watch,” he breathed, and I shuddered against him. Throughheavy lids, I watched as Kieran settled himself between my thighs. His tongue licked up my center until he reached that sensitive bundle, sucking it between his teeth. My body jerked, but he brought his hand up, holding me still against the bed.
I panted, watching as Kieran licked and sucked, like I was the best thing he had ever tasted. His fingers moved faster, pushing my pleasure even higher. It was just like my dream, but more. This was a worship, a devotion, a burning passion that blazed only for me.
My mind blanked, solely focused on the feel of Kieran between my legs, the feel of his tongue against me. A fog whirled in the depths of my consciousness, growing charged and electric. A spark ignited, the fog evaporating, leaving only the bond between Kieran and me. I felt him then, his hunger, his ache, as the bond snapped into place, and I groaned, my body setting ablaze. It felt like Samian’s, yet uniquely powerful, like a summer storm thundering through my veins. Kieran sucked in a breath, his chest heaving before his mouth returned, his teeth grazing the sensitive peak and pulling it into his mouth.
“Do you see what you do to us?” Samian asked, his hot breath tickling against my ear. His hands found my breasts, his fingers twisting and pulling, matching Kieran's tongue. “Do you see how you drive us mad?”
My climax hit me hard, wrenching a cry from my lips. Samian’s mouth found mine, swallowing every moan as pleasure crested over me repeatedly.
Kieran bit down on my clit as he removed his fingers, but Samian’s kiss kept hold of me, growing deeper.
A whisper of clothes hitting the floor sounded just before the bed dipped, catching my attention. Pulling away from Samian’s kiss, my eyes widened at the sight of Kieran’s naked body, dipping down the chiseled planes of his stomach to his hardlength. My mouth dried, my cheeks flushed. There was no way that would fit inside me.
Kieran chuckled like he knew my thoughts as he started crawling up the bed. He opened his mouth to say something sinful when Samian moved, his foot landing on Kieran’s face to stop him from getting closer. Kieran swore, shoving Samian’s foot off him, and I pressed my lips together, fighting the laugh that bubbled up my throat.
“You’ve had your turn,” Samian grumbled, wrapping his arms tighter around me. “She’s mine now.” Samian loosened his arms, letting me twist toward him, my breath leaving me. Samian leaned against the headboard, his shirt already discarded on the floor. The muscles along his stomach were hard, and I reached out, letting my hand run down until I reached the top of his pants. “Come here,” his voice growled through my mind.
A shudder rippled through me, my heart beating frantically. Kieran moved behind me, his front curving along my back, his hard arousal pressing against me. “Don’t keep him waiting,” Kieran mused, his arms wrapping around my stomach. One hand found my breast; the other dipped to my core. Pinching the bud of my nipple, Kieran ran a finger through my slick center, and I whimpered from his touch. “Or should we force him to watch while I fuck you?” he whispered, pressing a feather-light kiss against my neck. Samian growled, but my eyes fluttered closed.
Kieran slowly pulled out, adding another finger before he pushed back in, going deeper. I let my head tilt back against his shoulder, letting his deft fingers work me until I couldn’t take it. I needed more; I desperately ached for something more.
Sensing my need, Kieran chuckled, giving me one last heated kiss before removing those clever fingers. I opened my eyes, ready to beg for relief when Kieran tenderly guided me to afully naked Samian. My gaze traveled down his body, taking in his beauty and the striking swirls of ink on his side, and further down. Zeroing in on his cock, my mouth dried.
“Come to me, my mate,” Samian murmured down our bond.
My face flushed, but I crawled to him, moving over him to straddle him. I pressed my wet center against him, and Samian hissed, his eyes roving across my body, burning with a desire I never knew could exist.
Leaning forward, Samian’s hand slid behind my head, pulling me to him. He kissed me, fierce and ardently. I rolled my hips, my slick center sliding against his cock, letting myself drown in his heat. Samian’s hands moved, falling down my sides to my hips, lifting me, and slamming me down. I cried out, his cock filling me, stretching me to my limits.
My forehead rested against his, my breath hard, letting myself adjust to the fullness, but the ache—the need for more—was too much. I moved then, rocking myself against him. Putting my hand on his chest, I pushed him back against the headboard, letting myself ride him freely, without a care in the world, except for the pleasure winding tighter inside me.
The feel of him inside awakened a part of me I didn’t know existed. A wild, wanton version of myself that felt beautiful, seductive. I quickened my pace, and he groaned. His thumb found my clit, pressing down and circling around it. Shooting pleasure fired along my body, eliciting a noise that I wasn’t sure was my own.
I felt Kieran move behind me, his rough hands skating around me, caressing my breasts, teasing me until I was so lost in my passion that the release that found me made me see stars. Samian finished with a curse, and I fell on top of him, struggling to find my breath. He chuckled, placing a knuckle under my chin, pulling me up, and kissing me slowly.
Breaking from our kiss, I pressed my lips against Samian’s one last time before falling to the bed beside him. Kieran came behind me, letting his body wrap against mine, his chest against my back, until our heartbeats slowed.
Chapter 17
Sybil
Iwasn’t sure when I fell asleep, but when my eyes fluttered open, Samian and Kieran had intertwined my legs with theirs. Their even breathing told me they were still in a deep sleep, their bodies heavy and warm. I looked out the window, taking in the mix of soft pink, orange, and blue clouds as a sense of calm washed over me. The room was softly lit from the beginnings of dawn, though the sun still hung low in the sky. Sitting up, my gaze moved to Kieran and Samian. They looked so peaceful and relaxed. My hand instinctively rose to touch them, to feel that they were real, but I stopped, forcing myself to pull back.
