Every tiny movement sends jolts of pleasure through me. I feel owned and possessed, my heart complete.
“Move,” I whisper. “Please.”
They start slowly, finding a rhythm. When Felix pushes up, Tyler pulls back, then they reverse, never leaving me empty.
Their hands claim me everywhere, gripping my hips, sliding over my breasts, tangling in my hair and veil, streaking me with blood.
Felix’s green eyes have me spellbound, gazing into my soul. He can see all of me right now; my love for him and Tyler; my darkest desires.
“You’re absolute perfection, Harper,” he whispers, thrusting up.
I can only moan in response, my voice lost to the intensity of their possession. The sex is raw. An act of pure instinct and animalistic need, fucking in the heart of this maze. Sweat and blood slicks our skin as we move as one, chasing our climax. Together, these two men own every part of me. I’m theirs, heart, body and soul.
Tyler’s hot breath brushes the nape of my neck. “I love watching my cock disappear inside your ass. The way you clench around me when you're getting close. I love feeling how your body trembles when you’re taking both of us deep at once.”
I can barely take Tyler when he talks like this. “Please, come in me,” I beg them. “I’m close and can’t handle much more.”
Felix’s fingers circle my clit. “Don’t resistit. Everyone wants to see how pretty you are when you come. Show them how much you love being fucked by your husbands.”
The reminder of our audience winds my muscles tighter, intensifying the pleasure. I imagine them watching from the darkness, jerking off over the sight of me wedged between Felix and Tyler.
I’m bouncing fast on their cocks, chasing my orgasm. “I’m going to… oh god—” My words dissolve into a cry as the orgasm crashes through me. My inner walls clamp down hard around them both, pulsing and gripping in rhythmic waves.
“Fucking beautiful,” Felix grunts beneath me, digging his fingers into my hips. “Make your pussy feel good.”
Tyler growls in my ear, his thrusting faltering as my body squeezes him. “Fuck, I can feel you coming. So tight… Can’t hold back.”
His rhythm breaks as he follows me over the edge. His hips jerk erratically, then he slams deep inside me one more time.
“Jesus, Harper.Fuck.” Felix is next. I feel the exact moment his control breaks. His cum floods me, mixing with Tyler’s, filling me so completely that it spills out of me, making a mess between us.
We collapse in a tangle of limbs, our breathing ragged and bodies slick with sweat, blood, and cum. I’m sandwiched between my two men, my muscles aching in the most perfect way.
I’m so high from my orgasm I can’t speak, but I’m convinced I’m the luckiest girl in the world.
CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
FELIX
Another family meeting in my father’s residence. Our parents will be so proud of me and Tyler when we announce we’re sharing a wife.
God, they’re going to lose their shit, especially my stepmother. Amabella is so prim and proper and protective of Forever Families’ reputation. I don’t think I’ve ever heard her swear. She was outraged when Dan and Ally’s relationship first came to light.
We’ve received strange looks from the family regarding our bandaged hands. When they asked about the injuries, I told them no explanation is probably best, having flashbacks of our ceremony among the hedges three days ago.
Unlike the last time I called a family meeting, we’re gathered at a reasonable hour of the morning. I’m occupying an armchair in the living room with Harper on my lap, admiring how beautiful she is, glowing with happiness. Tyler stands behind us. Best for the three of us to not look too cozy yet.
Killian is here by video call. Dan and Ally are yet to arrive. As for Dad and Amabella, they’ve barely said a word to each other in five minutes.
They’re sitting on opposite ends of the couch, impatient for the news I’m about to share. The two look like they’ve been fighting. No doubt, Amabella is still coming to terms with how I killed a man and that her husband helped conceal it.
The front door opens, breaking the heavy silence when Dan and Ally join us. Harper is instantly up from my lap, across the room and hugging Ally. They’re smiling at each other and chatting among themselves while Dan greets me with a foul look. I don’t blame him for being pissed off. I’d be furious at anyone who put Harper in danger.
“Bro, relax. Ally is safe. There’s no more threat on her life.”
“Fuck you, Felix. Don’t tell me to relax.”
“Enough, you two,” Dad interjects, but Dan keeps firing at me.
