And as the orgasm rips through me, I do something I’ve learned over three years of practice.
I push it out.
Not just feeling it —broadcastingit. Shoving my pleasure through all six bonds like a flare.
Somewhere in the house, someone groans. Someone else swears. A door slams.
Finn’s grin spreads against my thigh. “Trouble…”
“What? I didn’t do anything,” I say, trying to look innocent.
“You absolutely did.” He’s half-laughing, half-panting, and definitely doesnotbelieve me. “You just sent that to everyone on purpose.”
“They were taking too long.”
Malrik’s chest rumbles against my back. “Impatient little thing.” His mouth finds my ear. “Using your pleasure to call them to you. Making them feel exactly what Finn’s mouth does to you.”
“Is that a complaint?”
“It’s an observation.” His hand slides up my throat. Tilts my head back. “Though I do wonder what they’re doing right now. Kieran, stroking himself. Torric, probably already walking this direction. Darian…”
“Darian’s definitely on his way,” Finn says. “I felt him through the bond. He’s wrecked.”
“Good.” I’m still shaking. Still coming down. “That was the point.”
Malrik laughs against my skin. Low. Warm. Dangerous. “Our girl’s gotten bold.”
“I learned from the best.”
Finn pulls back, chin slick, grinning like the cat who got the cream. “Told you I’ve got her.”
“You do.” Malrik’s hand slides into Finn’s hair. Gentle. Possessive. “Come here. Let me taste her on you.”
Finn rises up on his knees. Malrik leans down.
They kiss over my shoulder. Deep and slow, Malrik licking into Finn’s mouth, chasing the taste of me.
I watch them. My two men. My chaos and my control.
“I love you,” I breathe. To both of them. To all of us.
Finn smiles against Malrik’s mouth. “Love you too, Trouble.”
“Always,” Malrik adds. Simple. Certain.
The door opens.
Kieran.
He stops in the doorway. Takes in the scene — me naked and flushed, Finn on his knees with his lips swollen, Malrik’s hand still in Finn’s hair.
His golden eyes go dark.
“Started without me,” he says. Not a complaint. An observation.
“You were taking too long.” Finn doesn’t move from his position. “Snooze, lose.”
“I was meditating.”
