I could feel his knot starting to soften. Not much, but enough that the pressure was easing slightly.
Luca moved closer, pressing kisses to my face, my neck, anywhere he could reach. "I'm here, Sweetheart. Not going anywhere."
His hand replaced Jaxon's on my breast. His mouth found mine in a deep, claiming kiss that tasted like desperation.
Finally, finally, Jaxon's knot released with a wet pop.
He pulled out of me carefully and I felt the rush of his cum spilling out. I was empty again. Aching. Needing.
Luca was already there, positioning himself between my thighs.
"Want to see your face," he said, his ice blue eyes locked on mine. "Want to watch you come on my dick."
He entered me in one smooth thrust and I cried out. Different angle than Jaxon. Slower. Deeper. More controlled.
But just as intense.
Luca's control was fracturing. I could see it in his eyes, in the tension of his jaw. He'd been holding back for so long, trying to wait, trying to be patient.
Now he let go.
His hips snapped forward, driving deep. I wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling him closer.
Jaxon was beside us, his hand already wrapped around his dick again. Recovering fast, probably because of the bond.
He leaned down, kissed me hard while Luca fucked me. Then his hand tangled in Luca's hair, pulling him down too.
Over my shoulder, I watched them kiss.
Rough and aggressive and claiming. Their mouths crashed together with the same intensity they'd just been using on me.
The sight pushed me higher. My body clenched around Luca's dick.
"Yes," I moaned. "Like that. Want to see you."
They broke apart, both looking down at me with dark, hungry eyes.
Something had shifted between them. I could feel it even without a bond. The rivalry was still there but it was different now. Not enemies. Not quite friends.
Something else entirely.
Luca pulled out suddenly and I whimpered at the loss.
Then Jaxon was there, sliding into my slick body without hesitation.
They were trading off. Working together. One fucking me while the other watched, touched, kissed.
Creating pleasure together instead of fighting over it.
Jaxon fucked me hard and fast, chasing another orgasm. When he pulled out, Luca took his place immediately. Slower, deeper, making me feel every inch.
Back and forth. Over and over. Their hands overlapping on my body. Their mouths meeting over my shoulder, over my breasts, claiming each other as much as they were claiming me.
Finally, Luca was inside me again, his rhythm becoming erratic.
"Come for me, Reina," he commanded. "Let me feel you."
Jaxon's fingers found my clit, working tight circles as Luca drove deep.
