Nolan’s breath caught.Isaac shot him a look that was equal parts awe and relief, then both brothers stood as one and followed.Into her room.Into their future.
The bedroom was large, but the bed was enormous, thank the Goddess.The air smelled of Saffron—wildflowers, spice, and something uniquely her.The bed dominated the space, draped in dark silk sheets that made Nolan’s pulse pound harder.
They stood there awkwardly for half a second before Nolan muttered, “So ...anyone else about to lose their damn mind?”
Isaac huffed a laugh.“Pretty sure we already have.”
Saffron’s smile was slow, dangerous.“Good.”She reached for the hem of her dress and pulled it over her head in one fluid motion.She wore nothing beneath.Turning, she crawled onto the bed, pausing just long enough to look over her shoulder, eyes gleaming.“Well?Are you coming, or are you going to stand there like idiots?”
They stripped faster than they ever had in their lives, shoes, jeans, and shirts hitting the floor in a blur.Isaac moved first, claiming her mouth again as he eased her back on the bed.Nolan settled beside her, his hand stroking her skin, lips brushing her shoulder, then lower to taste a taut nipple.Saffron gasped, caught between them, her body arching.
“Gods, you’re beautiful,” Isaac whispered against her lips.He trailed kisses down her body, lingering over her breasts, her stomach, until he settled between her thighs.His tongue swept over her, slowly at first, then deeper, fingers joining to press inside and build her higher.Her cries filled the room, nails scraping at the sheets, until she shattered on his mouth, pleasure flooding her body.
Nolan groaned aloud, unable to hold back.“Fuck, Saffie—you look incredible like this.Watching him pleasure you ...it’s the hottest damn thing I’ve ever seen.And it makes me want you so bad I can hardly breathe.I can’t wait for my turn.”
Only when she was trembling and boneless did Isaac rise up again, positioning himself at her entrance.“Ours.”
She whimpered, need thick in her voice.“Yours.Always yours.”
Isaac pressed into her slowly, filling her with a reverence that made Nolan’s throat ache.He watched, impossibly hard, impossibly hungry, as his brother took their mate.He licked her breast, savoring the sweet, desperate sounds she made, his own arousal spiking at the sight.“Fuck, it’s hot watching you take him,” Nolan murmured.“Hotter than I ever thought it could be.”
Isaac set a rhythm that was steady and deep, every thrust a promise instead of a rush.Their mate clutched at him, gasping his name, her body arching to take him deeper.Nolan stayed close, kissing along her shoulder, whispering encouragement against her ear.Time stretched as Isaac worshipped her with his body, the room thick with their groans and her cries, nothing hurried, only loving intensity that built until her nails raked Isaac’s back and he growled her name against her skin.
Nolan watched as her climax tore through her quickly, her cry muffled against Isaac’s shoulder.Isaac stilled, holding her through it, whispering words of love and promise against her skin.
He then forced himself to move, to grab a warm cloth from the ensuite.When he returned, his chest clenched at the sight—Isaac lying where he had been, murmuring to her softly, both of them wrapped in a cocoon of tenderness.He would never have imagined it—wanting to see his brother inside their woman, wanting her so badly it hurt.But he did.
He knelt, cloth in hand, and gently cleaned her, his touch careful.She turned her head, mismatched eyes blazing with need, locking onto him.She made him an offer without words, one he couldn’t refuse.
Her lips curved.“Your turn, my little chaos.”
And Nolan gave in.
****
The world was stillhumming from Isaac’s touch when Nolan moved over her.Saffron’s body was trembling, over-sensitized and desperate all at once.Even though there was no cat within her, she felt like purring as Nolan cupped her cheek with a gentleness that belied the hunger flashing in his blue eyes.
“My little chaos,” she whispered back, her voice rough, teasing.“Show me what you’ve got.”
He growled low in his throat and kissed her, his mouth claiming and coaxing in the same breath.His hand slid down her thigh, and then he lifted her leg, hooking it over his arm, opening her wide to him.The angle was different—deep, raw, filling her in a way that stole her breath.She gasped against his lips, nails biting into his shoulders.
“Fuck, that’s it,” Nolan groaned, his forehead dropping to hers.“Gods, Saffie, you’re so hot like this.So tight around me.Watching Isaac inside you was heaven, but being here myself...”He shuddered, thrusting deep, “...nothing compares.”
Her body sang with it, the stretch, the fullness, the heat of him inside.Her inner voice spun—Isaac had been steady, grounding, every thrust a promise.Nolan was wildfire, reckless and consuming, and she needed both.Needed the way one steadied her while the other set her alight.I’ll need them forever, she thought, heart aching with the truth of it.
She turned her head, catching Isaac’s gaze.His hand stroked her hair as he leaned down, kissing her tenderly.She whimpered into his mouth, the kiss shooting straight through her body, making Nolan groan as her walls clenched around him.
“Fuck, do that again,” Nolan panted, driving harder.“Kiss him while I’m inside you.Gods, you’re squeezing me like you’ll never let me go.”
She moaned, obeying, kissing Isaac again, heat and love sparking between them.Nolan’s thrusts grew rougher, his control fraying.Each plunge filled her to the core, driving her higher.
“Talk to me,” she gasped, nails dragging down his chest.
Nolan laughed breathlessly.“What do you want to hear?That I’ve dreamed of this every night?That I wanted you so badly it hurt to breathe?That I love watching you, needing you, taking you like you’re made for us?”
“Yes,” she whimpered.“All of it.”
His words tangled with Isaac’s kisses, and her body couldn’t take it.The pressure spiraled, heat coiling low in her belly.Nolan felt it, growling against her throat.“You’re close.Gods, I can feel it.Come for me, kitten.Come while I’m inside you.”
