“Think you broke her, brother.” Zane peeped at me over Koa’s shoulder.
“Seri, are you all right?” Casimir murmured into the back of my neck.
“Marvelous.” The word slipped out dreamy and dazed. Three pairs of eyes locked on my surely scarlet face. “I mean… I wasn’t… That was…”
“Eloquent as always.” Koa’s lips quivered against my forehead.
Zane rested his chin on Koa’s shoulder, mischief dancing in his gingerbread eyes, but a pillow to the face silenced him before he opened his mouth. As he and Casimir squabbled halfheartedly, I traced the scar along Koa’s jaw, and his breath stalled when my fingertips skated up to the corner of his mouth.
“I love you, Koko.” It was the first time I’d said it aloud to him, although I’d felt it growing in my heart since the day we’d met.
His throat worked soundlessly before he captured my wandering hand and held it over the frantic drumbeat under his ribs.
“Serafina,” he breathed against my lips. “You are my heart’s delight, the answer to a prayer I never knew I had the right to utter.”
Zane fake-retched.
“Leave the poetry to Rumi, lover boy. Still, not bad for your first fuck, bro.”
“Ignore him, Seri.” Casimir’s sigh gusted across my nape as his fingers carded through my tangled curls. “You did beautifully, my love.”
The emotional tidal wave crashing through our bond made my tears flow faster. I felt their satisfaction, their tenderness, their fierce protectiveness all mingling with my own swirling emotions.
“You’re crying.” Koa’s thumb gently wiped away a tear. “Did I hurt you that much?”
“No. It’s…” I struggled to find words for what I was feeling. “Overwhelming, in a good way.”
“You were perfect.” His arms tightened around me as he kissed my temple. “Perfect, sweet girl.”
“Our wife,” Zane added, his usual brashness softened by something like amazement as he reached over Koa to trace the curve of my hip. “I still can’t believe you’re really ours.”
“Same,” I whispered, floating on the impossible rightness humming through my bond with these men.
These fierce, flawed men.Mymen.
Now and forever I was theirs, and they were mine, and nothing else had ever felt so right.
29. Wildfire Between Us
Zane
Koa’s scent still clung to her when I dragged her over him and my tongue up the slope of her shoulder. Like a second heartbeat, my dick throbbed against her upper thigh, both still tacky with my own semen.
Fuck me sideways, watching our girl take Koa’s thick cock had been hotter than hell’s front porch.
When her breathing steadied and she stopped shaking and crying, I figured I’d been patient long enough.
“My turn, princess. Spread those legs nice and wide.”
“Zane!” She turned scarlet from collarbones to the roots of her golden curls, making me grin in delight.
“Subtlety’s never been his strong suit, beloved,” Cas sighed.
“I have many others, though.”
My fingers found a ticklish spot beneath her ribs. Her squeals dissolved into breathless giggles, legs kicking until the sheet tangled around her ankles. The sound did things to me that should be illegal.
“Tomorrow, Z,” Ko snapped.
