Curio leans forward and kisses away each tear that spills down my face. Tarek presses closer and tilts my chin until I’m staring into his snowflake-blue eyes.
“You might have needed us, Auset, but we needed you too.”
“And we always will, Beasty,” Riall adds. “You’re not alone. The fucked-up shit is behind us.”
“We’ve got you now. You’ve got us. Nothing will ever fuck with that or with you again. You hear me, Moonling? It’s all love, laughter, and happiness from here on,” Curio vows.
My chest is suddenly lighter, their truths and vows unlatching the heavy hurt that’s been bound around me for too long. It slips away like a buoy that’s lost its anchor and will soon be lost to the sea.
“Love, laughter, and happiness?” I question, my smile growing with each word.
“The trifecta,” Curio doubles down.
“With some hunting and killing mixed in, of course,” I tease darkly, and Riall growls his approval and drops his lips to my shoulder as his arms tighten around my waist.
Curio rolls his eyes and plants a quick kiss on my lips. “Obviously, that was thehappinesspart of the plan. Get with it, little moonbeam.”
He moves to sit back, and I splash him as he does. He gives me a menacing look, and I grin even wider.
Tarek nips gently at my neck, and I feel it all the way down my body until it flutters and settles between my thighs. “We’ll give you anything you need, love. You say the word and it’s yours,” he purrs in my ear.
“Anything?” I ask breathily.
I fidget against Riall and he adjusts how I’m sitting on him until his hard cock is pressed against the seam of my cheeks.
“Anything,” Riall confirms, the vow a rumbling growl in my other ear.
“Good,” I pant as I spread my legs and grind down against him.
I grab Tarek’s hand, which is still holding mine, and press it against my breast.
“I need you, all of you,” I demand with conviction as I stare into Curio’s eyes.
Every part of me is thrumming with hunger and craving more than their gentle touches and warm adoration.
“I don’t know if I heard you correctly. Would you mind repeating that?” Tarek teases, his lips skimming the edge of my jaw in a tantalizing taunt that makes me want to sit down on his dick immediately.
I whimper and goose bumps covetously climb up my arms in an effort to get closer to his sinfully delicious mouth. I turn to him.
“I need you to fuck me, claim me, make me yours.”
I squeeze my thighs together desperate for friction…desperate for them.
“Mmmm, and where do you want us to fuck you, Moonling?” Curio groans as he moves closer. He dips his head, and my nipples grow even harder when he opens his mouth and sucks on my neck.
“Everywhere,” I mewl, needing more but loving the way they play my body, plucking and strumming until every part of me is humming in perfect harmony.
“We’re going toneedyou to be more specific, Beasty,” Riall rumbles as he nuzzles my hair and grinds his thick dick against me.
“My pussy, my ass, my mouth. I need each of you filling me up, and if you don’t hurry the fuck up—”
I don’t get to finish my impatient warning. I’m thrown over Curio’s shoulder as he climbs out of the tub. Tarek does his best to dry me off as they stride into my gorgeous room, and I’m tossed on my bed.
“Are we feeling impatient, my Blood?” Riall asks me as he prowls across the massive bed and claims my mouth.
His kiss is wild and savage, and I give him riotous and feral right back. Our tongues wind and tease, and I feel his fangs lengthen as he pulls away. I chase his lips, but he chuckles wickedly as he sucks a nipple deep into the warm heat of his mouth. Rough, callused hands rub up my inner thighs, and I run the tip of my tongue over the sharp point of my fangs as I look down just as Curio’s fingers dip into my folds. Need blazes in his hickory gaze as he hums appreciatively.
“You’re so wet for us, aren’t you, Moonling?” he asks, his tone laced with desire. “Your pussy is dripping. Here, feel it.”
