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“Come for us, Scarlett. Then, he’ll bite you and make you ours,” Hunter urges me, his mouth close to my ear.
The scrape of Conall’s teeth sends me over the edge. I cry out again as my body convulses between them. The spasms are nearly violent as my body locks down on their cocks.
As pleasure crashes through me, teeth sink into my neck, breaking the skin. The ecstasy becomes white-hot, burning through my body. My vision fades as something inside me shifts. I can smell him, warm and earthy, before I feel him. Conall’s presence expands within me until I can feel every part of him.
His pleasure.
His desperation.
His love.
He loves me. He craves me. And the feel of my pussy clenching around his cock is about to send him over the edge.
He sucks at the bite on my neck as his orgasm hits him and I feel everything.
“Fuck, Scarlett.” Hunter leans over me, resting his weight on one arm.
His mouth brushes over my upper back as he slides his cock deep inside me. His hips grind against my ass as he begins to come, groaning against my skin.
The three of us are caught together in a web of pleasure, writhing and pulsing, as the climax washes over us. I collapse beneath Hunter, my full weight resting on Conall. His mouth releases my throat, and a low rumble vibrates in his chest. It’s not quite a growl and not quite a purr. Still, with the connection blooming between us, I can feel his contentment.
Hunter’s hand cradles my chin, turning my face toward his. He kisses me, his lips and tongue tangling with mine. Even though I don’t share the same connection with him as I do with Conall, the kiss is nothing but tender and sweet. The dominant lover from moments ago has retreated, leaving me with the kind man I’ve known for years.
Somehow, they shift me so we’re all lying on our sides, and I wince a little as they withdraw from my body. With the last vestiges of my climax washing away, I can feel twinges of pain between my legs and in my back entrance.
A hot bath would help, but I don’t want to move. Instead, I lie still as Hunter disappears into the bathing chamber and returns with a warm, wet cloth. He cleans me gently as Conall nuzzles my hair with his nose.
After tossing the cloth aside, he stretches out behind me, cuddling close.
“I can feel you,” I murmur to Conall. “All the way in my soul.”
“I feel you too, little mate.”
I tilt my head back to look into his face. “You love me, don’t you?”
“I do.”
Lifting my hand, I cup his cheek. “I’m glad you found me in the woods that night.”
“Fate brought us together. I was lost until I found you.”
“And now you’re found?” I ask, feeling a bit skeptical.
“No. Now, I’m alive. I was barely existing before you came into my life. You’re what keeps my heart beating. The air in my lungs. You are everything to me.”
“I’m glad fate brought you to me,” I admit, placing a kiss on his lips.
When I release him, I turn to face Hunter. He smiles at me, the same charming grin he’s worn every time he sees me for the past few years.
“Is it my turn to make a confession?” he asks.
Arching my brows, I pinch his side. “Yes, it is.”
He chuckles, grabbing my hand and lifting it to his lips. “I’m obsessed with you, Little Red. I think I’ve loved you since the first time you sassed me at the market when I moved here. I’ve just been waiting for you to see me in return.”
My heart expands at his words. We don’t share a bond, but I think back on all the times we’ve spent together, and I know he’s telling me the truth.
I never wanted a man in my life, and now I have two. But I don’t feel trapped.
