"I want to feel you both however you want me. Show me how you feel and I’ll do the same." I requested.
"Consider it done," Rowan murmured.
I turned to him first, pressing my mouth to his. The kiss was slow, thorough. His hands slid down my sides as he explored. When we finally broke apart, I turned to Kellan. His kiss was different, playful where Rowan's was intense, teasing where Rowan was direct. But both felt like home.
Their hands roamed my body—learning the new curves that pregnancy had brought. The slight swell of my belly that they could feel. The sensitivity of my breasts.
"You're perfect," Kellan breathed against my neck. "Absolutely perfect."
"Show me," I said.
They positioned me between them. Kellan behind me and Rowan in front. Their hands guided me, gentle but sure, until I was straddling Rowan while Kellan pressed against my back.
"Together," Kellan said. "We'll take you together. Connect all three of us."
I nodded, unable to speak.
Rowan entered me first, slow, careful, giving my body time to adjust. When he was fully seated, I felt Kellan’s hands on my hips.
"Okay?" he asked.
"Yes. Please."
He entered me from behind, and the fullness was overwhelming. Perfect. Right.
They moved in synchronization—one pushing in while the other pulled out, creating a rhythm that built pleasure slowly, steadily.
"Now," Kellan said against my ear. "When you’re at the height of your orgasm, that’s when we’ll bite you.”
"Both of you?"
"Yes. You'll feel the moment the bond snaps into place."
“Okay.”
They moved inside me, moving to build me up steadily. I braced myself on Rowan’s chest, and he controlled my movements with skill, as if he’d been ruling my body forever. I fell forward, unable to hold myself up any more. Pleasure assaulted me from every angle, making me weak in Rowan’s arms.
Rowan’s mouth found the junction of my neck and shoulder on the left side. Kellan mirrored him on the right.
"Ready?" they asked in unison, neither of them pausing as they fucked me so good.
"Yes." I breathed.
They bit down simultaneously, pausing to deliver each mark where they wanted. The pain was sharp, but it lasted only a second before transforming into something else entirely. Pleasure. Connection.
I felt them. Not just physically, but emotionally. Their love, intensity, devotion, and how aroused they are. Their absolutecertainty that I was theirs and they were mine. The bond snapped into place like a lock clicking home. And I shattered.
The orgasm tore through me like something I'd never experienced. Wave after wave, amplified by their own pleasure feeding back through the bond. I felt Rowan come first, his knot swelling and locking us together. Then Kellan, his own knot trapping me from behind.
We were locked together. All three of us. Bound. Mates. When the waves finally subsided, I was trembling, crying, and laughing all at once.
"I feel you," I gasped. "I can feel both of you."
"We feel you too," Kellan said, his voice rough with emotion. "God, Naomi, you're everything."
We stayed locked together learning this new connection. Learning how to shield our thoughts when needed, how to share emotions, how to simply be together in this new way.
When the knots finally deflated, they didn't pull away. Instead, they held me between them, their hands moving to my stomach.
