She looked up, gray eyes wide and stormy, and the relief that flashed through her expression made my chest hurt. My brothers and I might share everything, but in this moment, the hunger clawing at my insides felt uniquely, possessively mine.
“I’d rather have a third of you than a hundred of anyone else.” My voice dropped to a register that made her pupils dilate, and she blushed, the all-over kind that made her freckles pop.
“I just… I never want you to feel like I’m not enough. Or that I’m too much. Or—”
“You’re exactly the right amount of everything. If anything, it’s us that aren’t enough for you.” I picked up one of her hands, grazing her knuckles with my teeth. “We’re your husbands. Your mates. Your beloveds.” Each declaration punctuated with a nip along her fingers. “We’re not scraps to share. We’re a constellation to adore you.”
“Simmy,” she whispered, eyes glittering.
“You want us to prove it tonight, little wife? That there’s nothing we’d rather do than share you? Should I have Ko hold you down while I take you? For corroboration, of course.”
“I don’t know what that word means.”
“Further evidence,” Ko translated, his fingers trailing idly along her collarbone, goosebumps rising in the wake.
She smiled, soft and shaky, and pushed herself upright, knees splayed. She looked at me the way only she ever had, like I was her knight in shining armor. I would have let her break every bone in my body for that look.
“Would you like us to make love to you at the same time?”
I kissed her before she could answer, claiming her mouth and noting the slight hitch in her breath when my tongue traced her lower lip, the way her hands fluttered against my chest before settling on my shoulders, the arch of her back when my palm skimmed down her spine. I deepened the kiss, one hand cupping the back of her neck, the other gliding over her ribs, then lower, until I palmed her ass and squeezed, testing how much she’d let me take.
When I broke the kiss, her cheeks were blazing and her chest heaving, yet still she stared at me with those impossibly trusting eyes.
“How would you do that, Simmy? You both can’t… You don’t mean inside me at thesame time?”
“Yes, beloved, that’s exactly what he means.” Ko grinned, all white teeth and arrogance, making her flush darker.
“If you want to try, we can.” I paused, gauging her reaction and noted the way her breath quickened. Oh, yeah. She wanted it. Still, I offered other options. “You could also take one of us inside your vagina and the other in your hand or mouth.”
She shivered, and I felt the heat of it all the way down my spine.
“Might as well tell her about all the options while you’re at it.” Ko’s hand moved to cup her breast, strumming her nipple with his thumb and earning a low moan. “Anal sex is—”
“Not something I’m interested in,” I cut in quickly.
It wasn’t the act itself I objected to; it was the detachment it would require. My control was tenuous enough when I was inside her. Maintaining the necessary restraint for something that demanded such careful attention was beyond me.
“I don’t think I’d like that, either.” Seri shook her head, her eyes wide as silver dollars.
“Just being thorough,” Ko said with a shrug. “In the interests of full disclosure.”
He met my gaze over her head, and I knew he was thinking what I was: There would never be enough time with her, not in this life or the next. Still, I was damned if I didn’t try to give her everything she asked for.
“Can we…” She swallowed hard, then finished in a whisper, “Do what you said? Together?”
“Anything you want, little wife,” I promised.
Koa propped himself up against the headboard, already hard again, and Seri wriggled onto his lap like an exotic dancer, her hair wild and tangled over her shoulders and breasts, a sight that turned my dick to solid steel.
She was so fucking beautiful when she let go. Not fragile, not shy. Just pure, electric want.
Gathering her curls in one hand, I knelt behind her and bent down to kiss the nape of her neck. She shivered, tilting her head, and I bit lightly, just enough to leave the faintest imprint. She moaned my name, one hand flying back to tangle in my hair.
“Easy, my love.” I traced her spine with my fingertips. “We’ll give you whatever you want.”
Her ass rubbed against my dick, and I couldn’t help but roll my hips, letting her feel how hard she made me. I dragged my fingers down her sides, then around to cup her breasts, already sensitive from Ko’s attention. She made a needy sound, then reached between her legs, lined him up, and sank down onto him with a gasp. His hands held her waist as she began to ride him, slow at first, rocking back and forth, his thick dick stretching her with every thrust.
“Cruor, Seri!” he groaned.
