I reached for Koa as he knelt between my knees, my hands roaming over his chest, his shoulders, his abdomen, too timid to explore further down just yet. I marveled at the firm muscle beneath his smooth, golden skin and reveled in the way his breath stuttered when my fingertips grazed his nipples.
Meanwhile, his hands stroked up and down my inner thighs, his gaze heated as it fixed on the most intimate part of me. My cheeks burned again, but the desire in his eyes made me feel beautiful instead of embarrassed.
“Koko,” I whimpered, unable to word what was building inside me again. “Is it supposed to hurt before you evendoanything?”
“Where does it hurt?” His brow furrowed with concern.
“Inside,” I tried to explain. “It’s like I’m empty. So empty, it aches. Itaches, Koko!”
The raw need in my tone made a muscle jump in his jaw, and his grip on my thigh tightened briefly.
“I know, baby,” he murmured. “I’ll take care of you.”
Zane and Casimir moved closer on either side of us and watched Koa position himself over me. I thought I should have been embarrassed, but the sight was unexpectedly erotic: Their eyes glittering and fixed on where Koa and I were about to join.
Slowly, so slowly I wanted to scream, Koa leaned forward, one hand gripping my thigh while the other guided his length and rubbed the tip up and down, coating himself in my wetness.
Then Casimir’s thumb tilted my face toward him.
“Eyes here, little wife. Let Ko focus.”
Zane suddenly ducked beneath my raised knee and peppered kisses along the sensitive inner curve, making me squeak in both surprise and at the sensation.
“You’re compromising Ko’s insertion angle!”
“Fuck her mouth with yours and leave me alone, you ghoul.” Zane’s tongue wandered higher, licking my inner thigh before Casimir yanked him up by his hair.
“Secondary arousal is counterproductive before full acclimation!”
“Counterpro— You’re talking like a fang-rotted field manualduring sex?!”
While I was distracted by their bickering, Koa pressed forward, the tip of him breaching my entrance, and the stretch was immediate, a burning pressure that wasn’t quite pain, but intense enough to make me gulp.
“Relax, beloved,” Koa instructed in a strained voice. “Relax for me.”
I tried to. Tried to make my tense muscles loosen, but I stiffened even more when he pushed through and a sharp sting surprised me. One of my hands grabbed a fistful of Casimir’s long hair and the other latched onto Zane’s shoulder as I winced.
“Breathe,” Casimir whispered against my ear. “This is the worst part. It gets better.”
“Seri?” Koa gritted out, his face a mask of concern and desire as he held still. “I can stop.”
I shook my head, focusing on my breathing just like Casimir had suggested. After a few moments, the sting faded to a dull burn, and I rocked my hips a bit, taking him a little deeper.
“So tight,” he groaned.
“I’m sorry! Is it hurting you, too?”
All three of them huffed out quiet laughs for some reason, but Koa shook his head.
“It feelsincredible, not painful. Just need to be careful with you, that’s all.”
Experimentally, I angled upward, and something inside me eased, accepting him, and he slid forward a tiny bit more.
“That’s it, sweet girl,” he encouraged, his voice strained. “Let me in.”
I grimaced as he pushed harder, my fingernails sinking into Zane, who cut off Casimir’s worried medical mutterings by clapping his palm over his mouth.
“Screw the textbook, Cas! She’sright here!”
