Millimeter by careful millimeter, Koa worked himself inside me, pausing whenever I whimpered, moving only when I gave some sign—a nod, a shifted hip, a soft “more”—that I was ready.
“Last little bit, beloved,” Koa whispered. “Almost all in.”
“Sofull,” I choked.
The sensation bordered on unbearable, yet somehow perfect, like a missing puzzle piece clicking into place.
“Focus on this, darling.” Zane’s free hand found my jewel, his long fingers working magic that made me moan. Then he leaned in and licked my navel right as Koa slid the rest of the way inside, filling me in ways that burned.
“Good girl,” Casimir murmured. “Such a good girl.”
Something inside me relished his praise and craved more of it.
“Hell, yeah, you are,” Zane purred against my belly as he eased his fingers out of my folds. “Took every inch of his huge cock, you bad bitch.”
“Is thatit?” My eyebrows drew together. “It’s overalready?”
As Zane howled and Casimir chuckled against my skin, Koa’s groan shook the bed.
“Just beginning, sweet Serafina. If you can bear the pain, I’ll show you.”
“It’s not so bad now,” I promised, lifting my hand to cup his cheek. “Go ahead.”
Trusting I was telling the truth, he began to move, and it wasn’t awkward at all. It was the tide pulling moonward. His eyes never leaving mine, his hands slid under my knees, lifting and spreading my legs a bit wider. The new angle allowed him to go even deeper, and I cried out at a sudden shock of pleasure.
“There, Ko,” Zane smirked. “Hit that spot again.”
Koa adjusted a bit, and the same shock made me cry out again.
Casimir and Zane ground themselves against my hips, rubbing against me in time with Koa’s increasingly forceful strokes. I didn’t know when they had lost their boxers, but the sight of them pleasuring themselves while watching Koa claim me should have shocked me, and maybe would have before today, but now it only aroused me more.
Instinct took over at some point, and I found myself lifting to meet Koa’s thrusts, chasing the building pressure inside me. As he became more insistent, Casimir and Zane picked up speed, too, and all I knew now was slick heat and clinging hands. Koa’s grip on my knees tilted me wide open in a way that should have embarrassed me, but only made my moan louder.
“Faster, Ko!” Zane rasped against my damp skin, his teeth scraping my collarbone.
“Lethimpace it, bossy ass!” Casimir growled around my nipple.
“Oh, shit!” Zane jerked against my right side as something hot smeared across my hip, his curses dissolving into nonsensical praise. On my left, Casimir’s face contorted into a silent snarl as he, too, painted my skin with wet heat.
Seconds later, Koa’s rhythm fell apart as his fingers dug into my thighs.
“Sorry, baby, but I need—”
“Anything.” The plea tore from me, raw and unashamed. “Takeanything!”
He pushed my knees nearly to the mattress as he curled my lower half up to meet him, and each of his hard, fast thrusts sent me higher, closer to that peak I now recognized, but couldn’t quite reach. He threw his head back with a roar, the strong column of his neck and the muscles of his arms cording as he drove into me one final time.
“Serafina.”
When he stilled, I whimpered in frustration, my body wound tight. Then Casimir’s fingers found my jewel and massaged it until I shattered with a scream, clamped tight around Koa as waves of pleasure washed over me.
“Bat’s bones, bro,” Zane breathed, sounding awed. “Look at her pussy sucking you!”
Above me, Koa panted, his dark eyes watching me. When my body finally went limp, he leaned down to sprinkle tender kisses on my forehead, my cheeks, my lips, gentle, reverent touches that fed my soul. When he carefully withdrew, I winced at the lossandthe soreness that instantly made itself known.
“Don’t want to crush you.” He rolled us onto our sides, keeping me cradled against his chest as he crowded against Zane. “Move over, fireweed.”
As Zane muttered and gave him a half-hearted swat, I trembled and tried to catch my breath, oddly proud of the tears that streamed from the corners of my eyes. Not tears of pain, well, notentirely, but of overwhelming emotion. Love and connection poured through our blended mate-beloved bond, wrapping around me like the warmest, softest blanket.
