“Easy, Thorn. Easy. Breathe for me.”
The stretch is impossible and then it isn’t as he works me open.
For a moment I have no idea how this is going to work until it does. He leans forward and slides into me. From his position over Kieran, his balls press into Kieran’s face. Kieran doesn’t care. Orion growls so deeply it vibrates through every place we’re connected.
Three of them. Inside me.
“Again, Thorn.”
“I love you.” Three of them. Three bonds. Three men who chose me when they didn’t have to. “I love you. I love you. I love?—”
The orgasm hits without warning.
Not building.
Detonating.
I shatter with their names on my lips. The thorns under my skin erupt outward in a slow spiral up my forearms. Green, then blue-green, then gold.
And they don’t stop fucking me with that torturous rhythm.
Finnian thrusts up into me and Kieran grinds alongside him and Orion fucks me with deep, devastating strokes and I’m sobbing through another orgasm before the first one finishes.
They moveas one. Like they had practice, weeks of it, but tonight is different and we all feel it, the rhythm cleaner, the bond tighter, the thing between usfinished.
“Ours.” Orion’s teeth find my shoulder. The same spot where he bit me before. “Say it.”
“Yours.”
“Ours.” Kieran’s cold hand wraps around my throat. “Forever, troublesome thing.”
“Forever.”
“Ours.” Finnian’s hands grip my face and force me to meet his eyes. Tears track down his cheeks and he doesn’t wipe them. “Every part of you. Every version of you. The soldier. The changeling. The queen. The woman who walks into my office in the middle of the night when she can’t sleep.Allof you.Mine.Ours.”
“Yours.” I’m breaking and they’re holding the pieces. “I’m yours. All of you. Always.”
The third orgasm crests and I feel them go with me.
Orion comes first.
He roars against my shoulder, his cock pulsing inside me. The fire on his skin flares hot enough to make Finnian gasp and then settles, settles, settles into something soft and gold. He sinks forward over my back. Off Kieran’s face.
Finnian follows. Gasps my name like a prayer.Ashlynne, the full one, and spills inside me alongside Kieran.
And Kieran?—
The man who has held himself together since he was a child to keep his sister alive. The Unseelie heir who has not let go of anything once in three hundred years.Gone.
He breaks inside me. Not like a sob. Is a sob. The sound of something old finally allowed to set itself down.
When I finally open my eyes, we lay collapsed on the furs. A tangle of limbs that shouldn’t work and does. Orion face first in the furs. Kieran and Finnian still in me, their cocks pressed together inside me, neither willing to be the first to leave.
Finnian’s eyelashes are wet. Kieran is shaking. I can feel it where his chest is pressed to my back, fine tremors running through him, the long unwind. When I turn to the other side Orion has a wet patch on the fur where his cheek is pressed against mine.
My hand threads through Orion’s, the life debt glaring at me. “You should get rid of that,” I say around a yawn.
“Orion,” Kieran breathes. “Thank you for saving my life.”
