“Hold still. Let your mates take care of you, Kit,” Thorn mumbled against my mound. “I’ve dreamed of how sweet you would taste, and I was right.”
After crossing from friend to mate with Thorn, I’d realized how many dirty thoughts he’d had over the years. It made me feel slightly less guilty for my less-than-friendly thoughts of him when I didn’t know he could read my mind.
I crossed my ankles behind his head, pushing him forward as Rowan’s erection rubbed against my backside.
“She’s the sweetest.” Rowan spanked me and massaged the spot where it stung.
A startled moan left my throat, and I angled my head for him to capture my lips with his. Rowan’s tongue was hot as it delved into my mouth, and Thorn’s tongue was like an icicle as he sheathed his tongue inside of me.
I moaned into Rowan’s mouth as pleasure rippled through me, sending me into a never ending hurricane of ecstasy while Thorn’s ice swirled over my nub and his tongue plunged in and out of my opening.
Tremors jolted through my bones, and smoke plumes left Rowan’s nostrils. I could taste the smoke between our kisses. I moved my hand to tangle into his hair, and I rode out the explosive feeling.
“I need her,” Rowan gritted out as he pulled his lips from mine.
Thorn pressed a kiss to my center before getting to his feet, and they worked seamlessly together, flipping me around to where Thorn was at my back, and Rowan stood in front of me without ever letting my feet hit the ground.
Rowan gripped my hips as Thorn held me up by my bottom. Rowan pressed his head against my folds in a teasing manner that made my core buzz in anticipation. “So wet for us.” Rowan groaned, pushing his erection inside.
When he was about a quarter of the way in, I felt the buildup of another orgasm closing in.
One of Thorn’s hands slid around to palm my breast. Ice swirled around the nipple, and I arched my back, pushing myself down on Rowan, forcing him deeper inside me.
Rowan’s girth filled me completely, and my legs trembled around his waist. “Rowan!” I whimpered.
“Yes, fledgling?” He breathed as he started to move his hips.
“So much…”
His eyes flamed with a red I only ever saw when he was buried inside me. “I’m all yours, and you take me so good. You’re made for me.”
“Made for all of us.” Thorn’s teeth raked down my neck, sending a line of ice down my body to my sensitive nub. “You’re a goddess,” Thorn murmured against my neck.
“All of yours.”I moaned as Rowan heated me up from the inside. My entire being vibrated in pleasure as my toes curled, and my heels dug into Rowan’s back as the tension inside me exploded again. I shattered in quivering waves as the heat and ice streaked through me together.
Rowan tensed before letting out a roar, along with more smoke cascading down our bodies to where we were joined.
I moaned as he pulled out, and they switched again, with Rowan holding me up from behind. Rowan’s thick fingers heated, burning the flesh where he held onto my hips. The sizzling pain paired with pleasure I reeled from.
Thorn didn’t hesitate. He plowed into me with a ferocity that I had never seen in him. He moved hard and fast, pushing himself toward the release that both Rowan and I had achieved, hitting a sweet spot deep inside of me every single time.
“You make me melt.”
I moaned my encouragement to them. I’d missed them terribly when I was gone. Each of my mates filled a piece of me that I never thought could be filled otherwise. I thrashed against them again as liquid fire tinged my veins, and another icy wave resounded within my bones.
Thorn shuttered, spilling himself inside of me. “Chrysanthemum, Kit. You were made for us.”
Rowan rumbled his agreement as Thorn pulled out of me, passing me to Rowan, who cradled me to his chest and walked us into his room.
He placed me on the edge of his bed and spread my legs before kneeling in front of me. Thorn passed him a fluffy black towel as he took a knee beside him and cleaned me up.
Rowan inhaled deeply. “You have both of us inside of you. How do you feel?”
“Overwhelmed with happiness,” I murmured, my eyelids began to feel heavy. My skin shimmered with sweat and little pieces of ice. Their magic branded my skin, and their marks burned as if they were brimming with magical energy.
I was so grateful to the Fates that they were mine.
“How was meeting Damien’s parents?” Rowan got to his feet and walked into the bathroom to throw the towel in the hamper.
