He pressed his forehead to mine for one moment, just that, just his breath against my face and the warmth of him everywhere, and the reality of the situation sinking into me. Then my heat took over, and my thoughts blurred.
He settled between my thighs, his cock brushing against my center. I gasped, still sensitive from my last orgasm, but I couldn’t move, pinned by Malric’s heavy frame and held in place by Thane’s firm grasp.
“Thane, distract her,” Malric ordered.
“With pleasure,” Thane responded.
He settled behind me and wrapped his arms around me, his hands on my breasts. He tweaked and plucked at my already sensitive nipples and I squirmed under his ministrations. I arched against Malric, rubbing against him, begging for a harder touch, but he resisted, holding me firmly in place. At the same time, he teased me with his fingers, plunging them deep inside and scissoring them, stretching me, and rubbing them against that spot deep inside that made me beg for something dancing just out of reach.
As I climbed that peak, feeling that sensation build, they pulled back, letting everything settle. Thane kissed the side of my neck and gently stroked over my heated skin, and whispered soothing words in my ear. Malric traced circles over my thighs, staying away from anything that would excite me further.
I opened my eyes and glared at Malric, who watched me with a small smirk on his face. “Damn you. I said I was ready.”
He leaned close to me. “I decide when you’re ready, Omega. Not you.”
I growled, a sound I never expected to make, and Malric laughed. “This only makes it more fun, Omega.”
Thane purred under me, a rumbling sound that reminded me of a kitten I had as a small child, only louder and more soothing. But I was in no mood to be placated. I wanted satisfaction, and I wanted it now.
Malric ran a thick finger through my center. “Is this what you want, Omega? You want me playing with your pretty pussy?”
I moaned and moved my hips a few inches allowed by their hold. “Yes. More.”
He sucked a nipple in his mouth and nipped it. Then he plunged three fingers deep, the incredible sense of fullness bringing a scream to my lips. “Or do you want this?”
I tipped right over into another orgasm, the waves swamping me. Thane captured my lips in a swift kiss, his tongueplunging deep. Malric replaced his fingers with his cock, sliding deep while I was still coming. I had expected pain. I had steeled myself for it, but Malric had picked his moment and I felt nothing other than a momentary discomfort, brief and manageable, and then there was fullness.
Malric stilled while I exhaled slowly and adjusted to him being a part of me.
“All right?” he asked, his jaw tight, his voice coming through gritted teeth.
“Yes, Alpha,” I said, wrapping my arms around him. “Don’t stop.”
He moved slowly at first, his eyes on me, learning my responses the way he learned everything—with complete attention, adjusting to what my body told him. I wouldn’t have known what to say, but I didn’t have to worry about that. My body spoke for itself, and I gave myself over to the sensations that swamped me. Everything was overwhelming, too big for what my life experience had been. My body was burning from the inside, sweat slicking my skin, and I was molten heat. Our scent filled the space. Honey, silver blossoms, cold steel and rain, and leather, cedar, and heather embers. The sound of moaning echoed around us, and flesh and slick soaking the furs beneath me. Thunder rumbled outside and lightning lit the air.
Malric’s head snapped up and his eyes met Thane’s. “Control yourself.”
Blindly, I reached for Thane and found his erection pressing against my back. I gripped it gently and stroked it, spreading the beaded liquid over the hard length. Thane groaned and dropped his head to my neck.
“That won’t help, Omega.”
“Kiss me.”
He kissed me with the desperation of a dying man, and slowly the storm faded. Malric kept moving, a steady thrusting,and the heat built past the point where I could manage it. Thane’s hand moved between us, finding where Malric and I were joined, and rubbed the swollen bud. I jerked and cried out, coming hard around them, but it wasn’t enough. Thane relentlessly circled it, and Malric made a low, rough sound above me, his rhythm shifting to something deeper and harder, and I sensed his control fraying.
“With me,” he said, his voice rough. “Come with me. One more time.”
I wasn’t sure I could do it. I was exhausted, but I could feel something bigger coming, especially with both men working me hard toward this peak.
The third crest was not like the others.
It began at the base of my spine and moved outward and upward in a wave that took everything with it. I twisted violently, Thane barely able to keep me steady. I screamed and Malric let go with a shout, his cock plunging deep one last time, flooding me with his release. Thane’s mouth was at my shoulder and his hands grounded me to the physical world. Everything else dissolved into white heat and the sound of both their voices and the deep animal satisfaction of a body finally, completely, answered.
Malric collapsed to the side, rolling me so I was sandwiched between him and Thane. We lay in the wreckage of the nest for a long time without speaking. The heat had settled, banked, and the frantic urgency of it finally quieted into warmth. Malric’s weight was beside me, his hand at my hip. Thane was at my back. I was between them with the heavy fur pulled loose over us and my heart rate was doing the slow business of finding its way back to something ordinary.
The tower was warm.
The candles burned at their right heights.
