“Bloody Blazes,” he growls.
“She’s a freaking dream when she comes apart around you,” Theo agrees. “Hard not to follow her.”
Nash shakes his head. “Not yet. I’m not done.”
My body sags, my limbs limp, muscles relaxed. Theo guides my arms up to wrap around his neck, then kisses me as I fall back to the ground, light as a feather. Nash withdraws from my body, and I tear my mouth free to scowl at my dark knight. “What are you doing?”
He shares a look with Theo over my shoulder, some kind of freaky brother silent communication going on. The next second I’m straddling Nash’s lap, wrapping my legs around his waist as he pushes inside me once more. His hand tangles in my hair, angling my head to kiss me as he manipulates my body with ease before scraping his teeth down my neck, causing goosebumps to erupt and tingles to fizzle down my spine. The heat returns, along with endless, greedy need.
Heat caresses my back, and his masculine wood smoke scent surrounds me as Theo gets close. His lips kiss my spine as Nash urges my body into a rhythm that blanks my thoughts beyondmore, harder, faster.
Theo grips my ass cheeks and nips one. What is he doing? I twist my head. Nash fists my hair and pulls me back to face him.
“Stay focused on me,” he demands.
But... Oh. My. Holy. Idol. Babies.
Theo’s tongue caresses my ass, igniting nerve endings that I didn’t even know I had. He pushes the tip of his finger inside, and I clench in panic.
“Relax,” Nash murmurs. “We won’t hurt you. You have all the power, remember?”
“Yes,” I whisper. The sensation isn’t bad, just unusual.
He works his full finger inside and then another, stretching me, but there’s no pain. I give myself over to what they’re doing and how they’re making me feel. Out of control, but protected.
Really, this is inevitable. One doesn’t court four knights and not expect every hole to be utilized.
Theo laughs against my ass.
The thought of them both inside me is terrifying and intoxicating. I want it. Now.
“She’s tight. Take it easy,” Theo rumbles.
“You ready for threefold?”
This isn’t threefold? I nod and suck in a breath. He stops moving and waits for my words.
“Yes, I’m ready.”
Theo’s heat disappears from my back. Nash pulls out, flips me onto my belly, and yanks my hips up, exposing me to his gaze. How is this going to work? I push up on my hands and meet Theo’s amused eyes as he fists his cock, smoothing the precum over the head. My mouth waters in anticipation.
Nash nudges his knee between mine, widening my legs. “Perfect. Don’t move,” he growls.
The dominating tone makes my pussy clench. “I need you,” I whisper with a look over my shoulder. I shouldn’t have looked. Or maybe I should look more? He coaxes both erections with slow, alternating strokes.
Oh. Oh, my. I bite my lip and raise my gaze to meet his.
“You want me?” he checks.
“Yesterday, today, tomorrow, and for every diurnal that follows.”
His shadows spill out across the cave, as if stretching in their rare freedom.
With one firm hand on my hip to keep me steady, he lodges the bottom biggest erection at my opening and pushes in until the smaller one teases my ass.
A shiver runs down my spine as I push back a little. He hisses, his grip turning bruising. “Don’t move. All you need to do is take it,” he demands.
Theo watches everything with his pupils blown wide. Nash inches inside, even slower than before. I know he’s being careful, but I just need to feel him. Now. I wink at Theo, and his lips twitch as I push back with a jerk, impaling myself on both cocks.
