"Just hold on, sweetheart," he murmured against my slick flesh. "He's almost here."
Jaxon.He was talking about Jaxon.
I needed them both. My body knew it even if my mind was too far gone to articulate it. Needed both of them inside me, around me, claiming me.
Luca's tongue flicked over my clit and I came with a sharp cry, my body arching off the nest. But the orgasm only took the edge off for a few seconds before the heat came roaring back, worse than before.
"Not enough," I gasped. "Please, it's not enough."
"I know." Luca's voice was strained, his control clearly fracturing. "Just a little longer, Sweetheart"
Then I heard it. Tires on gravel. A car door slamming.
Heavy footsteps on the porch.
The cabin door burst open and Jaxon stood there, soaking wet from the rain, still in his Steel Wolves warmup gear. His dark eyes took in the scene immediately. Me spread out in the nest, writhing. Luca's head between my thighs.
Something feral crossed his face.
"Pretty Girl."
The growl in his voice sent a fresh wave of heat through me. I reached for him, desperate, needing.
Jaxon was already moving, stripping off his wet jacket and shirt as he crossed the cabin. "How long has she been like this?"
"Since we got back from her mother's." Luca pulled back, his mouth glistening with my arousal. "I've been trying to help but she needs more than I can give her alone."
Jaxon climbed into the nest, still wearing his warmup pants. He didn't bother taking them off, just lowered his head between my thighs where Luca had been.
The first touch of his tongue made me scream.
Different technique than Luca. More aggressive, more demanding. He sucked my clit into his mouth hard, two fingers driving into me without warning.
I came again, harder this time, my thighs clamping around his head.
But it still wasn't enough.
"Please," I sobbed. "Please, I need... I need you inside me. Both of you. I need..."
The coherent words were slipping away. My mind was going fuzzy, heat taking over completely.
I tried to focus. Tried to tell them about dinner, about my mother, about everything that had happened.
"My mother..." I managed.
"Later." Jaxon's voice was rough as he finally pulled off his remaining clothes. "Right now, you need us."
Luca's hand stroked my hair, his touch gentle even though I could smell his arousal thick in the air. "We've got you, Sweetheart. Both of us."
I looked between them. My two Alphas. Here. Together. For me.
One last flash of clarity before the heat dragged me under completely.
"Don't fight," I begged. "Please don't fight over me."
They exchanged a look over my body. Some silent agreement.
"We won't," they said together.
