Fenn didn’t stop. He pressed deeper, impossibly deep, his body jerking once, then locking tight. Air trembled in and out of her as her hands slipped on the stone beneath her. She felt it, felt him, expand in a way that blurred her vision. Her body resisted, trembled, stretched around the sudden, brutal fullness… then clamped hard, helpless against it.
A second release tore through her, unbidden. Her limbs spasmed. Her teeth found meaty flesh at Kaelith’s thigh, biting down to muffle the scream that shattered what was left of her composure, her mind.
She collapsed. Face-first onto the ground, arms twitching as her knees slipped wide on the stone and her body gave out. Behind her, Fenn folded down with her, his body plastered to her back, each release of air a wild sputter against her neck.
The scrape of the stubble along his jaw caught her skin, and she flinched.
Then, he moved. Just a little.
“Ahhh—” She convulsed, another aftershock slamming into her.
Agony. And lightning. And pleasure so sharp it was indistinguishable from pain.
“Stop,” she gasped. “Don’t move. Don’t—”
Kaelith’s eyes tilted skyward. “I admire the drive, but you might want to wait, wolf. We don’t have time for another round like that.”
Rynna groaned, vision swimming. Her eyes tracked upward. The sun had dropped—lower now, angling toward the horizon. No more than an hour left.
Fenn grunted behind her, shifting again.
“Ah—Fenn—stop!” she hissed. “You’re…stuck.”
The serpents, still wound around her limbs and waist, slithered free as if on cue. One brushed her cheek, the other trailing down her thigh, before both dissolved back into Kaelith’s skin with a shimmer of light and scale. He looked at her first, his expression unreadable, then shifted his gaze to the man behind her.
“What do you mean…he’s stuck?” Kaelith asked.
Fenn shifted upright behind her, and the movement pushed him harder against her insides. The sudden pressure overwhelmed her from within, surrounding her clit in one tight clamp, so completely she jolted forward, mouth falling open in a soft, startled sound. Her hands scrabbled uselessly against the stone as her body clenched around him again.
“Rynna.” Fenn’s voice came rough, a growl buried in it. His grip on her hips tightened. “You’ve got to stop that.” Another ripple went through him—through them—as his body responded without permission. “Every time you do that, you pull me in deeper.”
“If you don’t want me to come,” she hissed over her shoulder, blinking away the stars bursting behind her eyelids, “then stop fucking me, Fenn.”
He gave a small, experimental tug.
Her entire body shuddered.
“Stop,” she groaned, cheek pressed to the hot stone beneath her, hair sticking to her damp skin.
Fenn went completely still, then. Muscles locked. And for a heartbeat, neither of them moved. She felt him, hard, unyielding, and swollen so firmly inside her it was like he’d anchored himself in place. There was no space left to give.
“Oh…my.” Kaelith had crouched to the side, his hand coming up to his chin in mock contemplation. “Oh, my Elements.”
The corner of his mouth twitched. Then, despite himself, he snorted.
“Wolf,” he said, turning his gaze to Fenn. “Do you know what happens when dogs, and presumably wolves, mate?”
“What does that have to do with—” Fenn started, but the words fractured as his hands clenched reflexively on her thighs. “Fuuuck.”
“What!?” Rynna twisted her neck to look between them, her voice half-panicked, half-strained.
“How long do you think?” Fenn ground out.
“Hopefully not too long.” Kaelith lowered himself into a cross-legged seat, utterly unbothered, reaching for the water skin. “But you should get comfortable. We wouldn’t want to bring her back with a permanent etching of the floor on her cheek. The others would never let her live it down.”
“What in the actual fuck?!” She swiped at him with one hand, and the movement pulled something deep inside her, making Fenn pulse again. The sensation knocked the wind out of her, and her cheek smacked back against the warm stone again.
“I’m so sorry, love.” Fenn’s sigh was warm against the back of her neck. “Let me ease you down while we wait for it to pass.”
