Oh!
“Hold on, angel.” I flipped us over, the jerk of my hips jostling her higher up the mattress.
Not like I could stopnow. I barely managed to clamp my hands on the headboard and lever myself up so I didn’t crush her.
“I’m drafting a rulebook for Zane-Seri relations in bed,” Cas threatened. “First infraction warrants castration.”
“Shut.Up.”
I didn’t need Captain Catastrophe’s reminder. I knew she wasn’t up to this yet. Our girl was drained and weak and twenty pounds underweight, not to mention freshly deflowered. And still I couldn’t stop. Couldn’t have pulled out if the moon-damned house was burning down around us.
“Sweetheart.” I pounded harder, faster, my sweat dripping onto her jouncing tits. “Gonna need you toshit!squeeze those kneescruor!if you want me to lastdamnation!until you come.”
Her moan pitching higher, her nails raked down my chest. Little hussy must’ve stolen the last of her strength for that move, and I nearly spilled right then and there.
I cut my eyes across the bed to where twin predators leered. Ko’s knuckles whitened around the headboard, his gaze devouring Seri from neck to knees. Casimir was statue-still, but the vein throbbing in his neck betrayed him. Bastards looked ready to chew through steel.
“Ko! Little help?”
Fucker didn’t hesitate. His fingers found her clit like a homing missile. Seconds later, she cried out my name as her pussy turned into the death grip of the gods around me.
Climaxing felt like dying mid-battle, glorious and inevitable. I lasted two more thrusts and came swearing, feeling as if I’d been hit by lightning. My back bowed, fangs splitting my bottom lip. Somewhere through the haze, I heard myself chanting her name as my cock twitched deep inside her, spitting out what little remained.
Through the ringing in my ears, I caught Cas’ muttered, “Animal.”
“Congrats, Z,” Ko drawled, peeling his hand free. “You’ve officially lost your V-card.”
Seri’s drowsy giggle vibrated against my breastbone as I pried my fingers out from the headboard.
Moon-damned soft wood.
“Don’t encourage the peasant, warrior princess.” I dropped down and dug my face into her neck, inhaling dragon fruit dew and salt andher.
Extracting myself bordered on sacrilege. She whimpered at the loss, legs falling open in a vulnerable splay. Crimson and cream smeared her inner thighs, proof Ko and I had claimed every inch.
Cas reached over with another damn glass of water, eyes averted from the mess.
“Hydrate her—”
“I know how to care for my wife!” I snapped, louder than I intended.
Seri flinched in her near-sleep, and Koa’s palm settled on her hip, kneading the overworked muscle.
“Easy, brother,” he murmured. “We’re all on edge here.”
For once, I held my tongue. Let Cas position her limp body between us, arranging her like some erotic Pietà. My nose found the juncture of her neck as words tumbled out.
“Took me like a champ, bunny,” I murmured against her skin. “So fucking tight, even after Ko’s horse cock. Should’ve seen yourself. Tits shaking, ass grinding, pussy gripping me like you wanted to tear my dick off—”
“Zane!” Casimir’s growl rattled the handful of ammo I’d left laying on my dresser. “Must you debase her even in sleep?”
“Debase? Praise, you mean.” I tucked Seri tighter against my chest, relishing her boneless sprawl, and kissed the edge of her ear. “Besides, look at this face.” My thumb traced her swollen mouth. “She’s dreaming of round two.”
“Hardly.” Koa pressed a kiss to her shoulder. “I filled her full before dessert ever arrived.”
“We should bathe her.” Casimir’s voice dropped octaves. “Thefluids…”
“Nah. Don’t wake her.” I dragged the sheet over her sticky thighs, shielding her from his fussing. “If she wakes hungry,” my smirk returned full force, “you can taste us on her, Cas.”
