Fire between my thighs. Winter on my chest. My brain short-circuits trying to process both at once.
“She’s so wet.” Orion pulls back just long enough to speak, his lips glistening, eyes full amber when they meet mine. “So fucking wet for us. Clenching around nothing, begging to be filled.” A growl rumbles through his chest. “I could live between these thighs, Thorn. Make a fucking home here.”
“I intend to feel it.” Kieran pinches harder. “But first, I want to watch her scream.”
“Please.” The word tears out of me. “Right the fuck now.”
“Tell us precisely what you need.” Kieran’s cold fingers twist my nipple just hard enough to make me gasp. “Use your words. We want to hear you beg.”
“More. I need more. I need?—”
Orion answers by sliding two thick fingers inside me while his mouth seals over my clit.
I detonate.
No build. No warning. Just his fingers and his tongue and Kieran’s cold hands on my breasts and the orgasm ripping through me like something I’ve been holding back for years finally breaking free.
I scream, actually scream.
“One.” He growls against my oversensitive flesh, the vibration making me jolt into his mouth. “That’s one, Thorn. I want at least three before we’re done with you.”
“I can’t?—”
“You can.” Kieran’s mouth finds my ear, cold breath making me shiver. “You can take everything we give you. Because you were made for us. And we’re going to prove it.”
His hand slides down my stomach to join Orion’s. One icy finger pressing against my entrance alongside Orion’s heat.
“What—”
“Let us in.” Kieran’s voice has gone rough. Wrecked. Nothing like his usual control. “Let us both in, troublesome thing. Let us feel you together.”
The stretch as his finger joins Orion’s makes me see stars.
Not just the stretch, the temperature. Frost and flame curling inside me, moving in tandem, and I swear I can feel the exact line where cold meets heat. Where Kieran ends and Orion begins.
I never knew bodies could do this. Never knew pleasure could feel like being held by two opposing forces that shoulddestroy each other but instead create something impossible. Something that only exists because they’re both here. Both touching me. Both choosing this.
Choosing me.
My back arches. A sound escapes me that I don’t recognize.
“Fuck.” Orion’s voice breaks. “Fuck, she’s so tight around us. Can you feel how she’s gripping?”
“Like she never wants us to leave.” Kieran’s thumb finds my clit, circling. “Like she was made for this. For us.”
“Come for us,” Kieran breathes against my ear. “Now. Letgo.”
Kieran’s mouth captures my scream as the second orgasm crashes through me, even more intense than the first.
I’m sobbing against his lips, tears streaming down my face, and I don’t even know why I’m crying except that it’s too much and not enough all at once.
“That’s it.” Orion works me through the aftershocks, his mouth pressing soft kisses to my inner thighs. “That’s two. One more, Thorn. Give us one more.”
“I can’t?—”
“You can.” Kieran pulls back to look at me, and there’s something raw in his expression. Something that looks almost like awe. “You’re so beautiful when you come. Do you know that? You glow. Your magic rises up and you become the most magnificent thing I’ve ever seen.”
“Please.” I don’t even know what I’m asking for anymore.
