"Fuck," Luca gritted out.
Jaxon's eyes were locked on Luca's face. "Yeah."
Then he released them both and drove back into me.
The angle was different now. Deeper. I could see his face, see the wild intensity in his dark eyes as he fucked me.
Could see Luca beside us, still stroking himself, watching.
"Touch her," Jaxon growled at Luca. "Make her feel good."
Luca's hand immediately found my breast, rolling my nipple between his fingers. His other hand slid down to where Jaxon was driving into me, his fingers finding my clit.
The dual stimulation was too much.
I came again, my body arching off the nest.
"That's it, Pretty Girl," Jaxon panted. "Gonna knot you now. Gonna fill you up so good."
I could feel his knot starting to swell, catching at my entrance with each thrust. The stretch was almost too much but I needed it. Needed to be locked to him.
"Yes," I sobbed. "Please, yes, knot me."
One more hard thrust and the knot popped inside, locking us together.
The fullness was overwhelming. I could feel him pulsing inside me, could feel the heat of his cum flooding me. My body clenched around him, milking his knot.
"Good girl," Luca praised, his fingers still working my clit gently. "Taking his knot so well, sweetheart. So perfect."
I could barely process his words. Could only feel. Jaxon's knot stretching me. Luca's fingers on my clit. The heat singing through my veins.
And underneath it all, instinct screaming at me to mark him.
I turned my head, found Jaxon's wrist near my face. Bit down hard.
The taste of his blood exploded on my tongue. Alpha and smoke and mine, mine, mine.
Jaxon roared, his free hand tangling in my blonde hair as his teeth found my left shoulder. He bit down just as hard, breaking skin.
The bond snapped into place.
It felt like lightning through my entire body. Like every cell was suddenly connected to him. I could feel his emotions flooding through me. Possession. Satisfaction. Fierce, overwhelming love.
"Fuck," Jaxon gasped against my shoulder. "Reina. Fuck."
I couldn't speak. Could only feel the bond humming between us, new and raw and permanent.
His knot was still locked inside me, would be for at least twenty minutes. But I could already feel another wave building. Could already feel my body demanding more.
Demanding Luca.
"Need..." I reached for him with shaking hands. "Need you too."
Luca's expression was conflicted. Wonder and desire and something that looked like fear.
"Your knot's not down yet," he said to Jaxon.
"So wait," Jaxon growled. But his hand was gentle as he stroked my hair. "We've got time, Pretty Girl. We've got all the time you need."
