“Cas.” Koa’s voice held an edge. “She’s weak—”
Grunting, I arced over her, every snap of my hips carving her moans into the air. Her body became my battlefield, every gasp a victory, each shuddering breath a surrender. I pounded into her with a brutality that terrified me, but this wildfire between us needed toburn.
“Casimir!”
“Chill, Ko.” Zane’s hand slid between her legs. “She’s dripping. Taking him like a porn star.”
When her arms gave out, I seized both wrists in one hand, pinning them high above her head as my other arm banded across her ribs. The new angle made her scream into the mattress, her thighs trembling violently against mine.
“Look at her,” Zane breathed. “Fuckingdrowningin it.”
My vision blurred at the edges, reduced to pure need. The headboard slammed against the wall in time with my thrusts, broken wood cracking like gunfire as I got lost in her, in the sensation of her body yielding to mine, in the immaculate pleasure only my belovedcould provide. Some distant part of me parsed her harsh moans, but the rest of me focused on the vise of her body leading me toward ruin, snarls tearing from my throat as I pistoned faster, harder, deeper.
“Still with me?” I rasped against her damp skin.
Her answer came as a broken keen, and the wet slap of flesh grew obscenely loud as I abandoned rhythm for raw need. Each cry pitched higher until she froze mid-scream, back bowing as her walls tightened around me.
My pace turned feral, and I came with a roar that shook the bed, hips stuttering as I emptied myself in hot pulses she greedily took. Collapsing against her slick back, I counted five heartbeats before reality returned, and sobs hit my ears.
Panic surged through me as I pulled out of her, my heart lodged in my throat even as arousal still throbbed through my veins.
“Seri, I’m sorry,” I choked out, trying to roll her over before realizing I’d collapsed on top of her. “I’m so sorry, my love. I lost control. I didn’t mean to!”
She trembled beneath me, her breath hitching in aftershocks while my fingertips skimmed her swollen folds, feeling for damage.
“Congrats on lasting longer than me.” Zane’s palm smacked my ass cheek hard enough to sting.
“You still alive down there, sweet girl?” Koa’s hand appeared in my periphery, gently checking Seri’s pulse at her throat.
Her weak giggle flooded me with relief until Zane tried to peel her out from under me.
“Don’t.” My arms caged her tighter.
“Cas.” Koa’s hand moved to my shoulder blade. “We need to take care of her.”
The possessive growl surprised me. Rolling his eyes, Zane raised both hands in mock surrender while Ko sighed.
“Brother,” he murmured, “we’re not taking her from you. We’re just taking her to the shower.”
I yielded to the wisdom of that, but paused to snap on the lamp and examine her again. She was swollen and red, but only remnants of virginal blood mingled with our semen. No shredded tissue, no active bleeding.
Thank the night.
Then she whimpered as my hand left her folds, and I panicked.
“Where does it hurt the most? Inside? Outside? Seri, where—”
“Casimir. She’s fine.” Ko’s voice, soft and soothing. “She’s just overwhelmed.”
“Never thought you’d go rhino mode.” Z’s voice, snarky and brash. “Definitely gave her the full horn. And an orgasm sans clit play? Teach me your ways, oh great—”
“Stop it.” My bark made Seri flinch. “I could’ve torn her or—”
“She wasn’t complaining when she was screaming your name,” Zane smirked. “She loved every second of it.”
“It’s not pain, Cas,” Ko murmured. “You just gave her too much pleasure too fast.”
It was only her yawn against my collarbone that had me convinced she wasn’t in pain. I still refused to let anyone else carry her. Her sleepy smile as she nuzzled into my chest almost made up for Zane’s relentless commentary about installing shock absorbers on the bed frame.
