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One of Nyx’s cocks presses against my ass, while the lower one nudges at my already filled pussy. My eyes widen when I realize what he intends to do.

“Too… too much,” I gasp. “Too full.”

“You can take it,” Nyx growls. “You will take us both.”

His hand warms on my spine, and I feel healing magic pressing against my skin. Slowly, achingly, he eases his cock inside, stretching me out even more than Dravik did. I cry out, my vision going black at the corners, pain and unimaginable pleasure mingling into one.

He's finally inside me, and I can breathe. His hand slowly slides up and down my spine, soothing me for what’s to come.

Then he starts moving.

It’s too full, too much, too amazing. I want to live and die at this moment. I want to feel this good forever.

Rhune begins moving too, and it sends me over the edge.

12

Dravik

I watch Rhune and Nyx fuck Willow with a hunger pulsing beneath my skin. My cock is hard again, and I fist it, stroking slow, ready to fill my mate again the moment they're done with her.

Nyx’s cocks drag out of her holes at the same pace that Rhune drives into her pussy, the two rhythms offset just enough that she never gets to catch her breath. Every few thrusts, Nyx’s cock catches against Rhune's where they're both buried inside her, and the feel of it pulls a broken groan out of both of them.

“Yes! Fuck!” Willow's body jerks with every thrust, her back arching off Rhune's chest as she moans. Her hips roll to take them both deeper, and when they hit the perfect spot, her eyes roll to the back of her head as a scream pours from her swollen lips.

“I love that sound,” Nyx groans, his fingers digging into the flesh of her hips. “Fucking beautiful.”

“Fucking ours.” Rhune’s eyes are wide and glowing with desire. “Do you want us to fill you, pup? Fill this pretty pussy with both our seeds, see which one gets to breed you first.” He arches up, nipping her bottom lip, a groan vibrating in his chest. “You want that, don’t you?”

“Y-yes,” she cries, her voice hoarse. “Yes!”

My grip tightens around my own cock, my jaw clenched and aching. I want her, desperately, but I have to fight down the beast within me. I have to share.

“God yes!” Willow’s eyes roll to the back of her head as her body shudders, her release tearing through her and pulling a hoarse scream from her throat.

Nyx fucks her savagely through it, the sound of skin against skin filling the chamber, overpowered only by the sounds coming from Willow’s mouth.

He thrusts once, twice more, and Nyx presses flush against her. His entire body shudders as he finds his release. Tipping his head back, a groan explodes into the air as his cock throbs, filling both her holes with his release. The sound he makes is guttural, animalistic, and a wave of jealousy rolls through my veins.

Mine, my inner voice whispers. Mine.

Nyx pulls out with a wet pop, keeping his hands on her hips as he leans down, his lips tracing a path down her spine. His hands trace the curves of her body, worshipping and memorizing the way she feels underneath his palms. All the while, Rhune continues fucking her pussy from beneath, the slick sound of his thrusts filling the air along with her moans.

“I’m going to come,” he tells her, his eyes alight with manic glee. “I’m almost there, pup. Almost ready to knot in this pretty pussy. I’m so, so close. Just come for me once more, pup. Just one more time.”

Willow whimpers, her body unable to do anything but obey as he hits the perfect spot over and over. She comes with a shattered scream, the sound bouncing off the walls and straight to the center of my chest.

Rhune comes with a massive groan, his head tipping back against the ground as he pulls her down flush against his hips, pushing his cock to the deepest part of her. Rhune’s knot swells, locking mine, his, and Nyx's seed inside her, and Willow's whole body goes rigid as she fights to accommodate the size of his knot.

"That's it," Rhune pants against her shoulder. "Take it. Take all of it."

The sight is too much, too gods-damned hot. I can’t wait any longer.

I cross the space between us in a few strides, and Willow's eyes find mine, glassy and half lidded. She reaches for me, her lips parting around my name—and I come undone.

I come, and my release sprays across Willow's back, coating her skin in long stripes of silver from her shoulder blades down to the small of her back. I fall to my knees beside her, utterly spent, my whole body shuddering. I reach out to touch her, my fingers trailing through my own release where it's pooled against her skin, marking her further still.

“Willow,” I say. “My heart. My mate.”