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Satisfied, she grabs her bag and waves as she bustles out the front door.

Chapter Eighteen

The door closes behind her with a quiet snick, and for one heavy second, silence falls over us. Everything sounds so quiet after the whirlwind of noise that my best friend created around her.

A second is all it takes, though, and my two mates descend on me like wolves, their eyes only for me.

Jack makes the first move, taking my breath away as he steps up to me, his chest pressing against mine as he cups my face with one of his large hands. I gasp at the surge of bliss I experience as he kisses me. I’d expect this sort of forward behaviour from Zane, but Jack has obviously had enough of being last and waiting his turn. The change in him is actually pretty hot, knowing that I’m the reason behind it.

I mould myself to his body, following his lead as his kiss becomes deeper and more passionate. Zane takes this opportunity to step up behind me and presses his chest against my back, the two males sandwiching me between them. Groaning, I push back against him, rocking in place, my body moving to a beat of its own.

Zane lowers his head and begins to kiss the length of my neck, his hands skimming over my body and squeezing my curves. His kisses begin to turn into small nips, and the sharp tips of his fangs scrape against my neck, causing goosebumps to break out across my arms.

Kissing Jack is an experience all of its own and would be enough to get me aroused in a few seconds flat. He raises his free hand to start working on the simple blouse I was given to change into at the halfway house. Cupping my breasts, he squeezes them through my bra, groaning at the weight in his hands. My breath catches in my throat as he pushes the straps of my bra down my arms and frees them. Instantly, his hands are on them, his fingers skimming over the silky skin.

“So fucking soft,” he murmurs against my lips, his tongue brushing mine as we kiss like our lives depend on it.

Fingers pinch my nipples, and my whole body jerks as intense sparks of pleasure shoot straight down to my core, my groan embarrassingly long and loud. My cheeks heat as both males chuckle, the sounds full of satisfaction.

The embarrassment has my mind turning, and I suddenly process what’s happening.

Shit. What the fuck are we doing? Poised and ready for one of them to protest at what’s happening, I feel my body stiffen between them. I’m being pleasured by two males at the same time—two very alpha males who are reluctant to share me as their mate, never mind sexually. The idea that both of them would take part in a threesome with me is almost laughable.

I love having them worship me like this, it makes the bond sing in my chest, and I feel more like myself than I have in a long time, but I know that just won’t happen.

Only… from the hot press of their erections on either side of me, it seems like neither of them are that unhappy about the way things are progressing.

“Are you okay?” Jake asks, pulling back to take in my expression as soon as he feels the change in me. His lips are red and swollen from kissing, and I decide that he looks more handsome than ever.

“Is this too much?” Zane comments sleepily behind me, slowly lifting his head from my neck.

“No, not at all.” I laugh at the very thought. “I just thought you two wouldn’t want to…” Trailing off, I bite down on my lower lip, not sure how to phrase it. I’m actually surprised that my fangs haven’t slid out yet, my control must be improving. That’s the last of my priorities right now though.

To my immense surprise, they both chuckle. The sound is a little reluctant in Zane’s case, but they both seem to be on the same wavelength. I’m saved from having to explain, but now I’m the one who’s confused.

“The last couple of weeks have been hell not having you near. I thought I was going to go mad.” Zane presses kisses to my neck as he speaks, his voice sultry and at complete odds to his serious words. Flicking out his tongue, he licks my pulse point, making me gasp as he holds me tighter. “Now that I have you back, I’m not letting go.”

Jack watches my reactions closely and doesn’t seem at all bothered by the fact that another male is kissing me, touching me, and I realise that maybe they really would be okay with the three of us…

“I only had the separation for a week, and that was the hardest time of my life,” Jack explains, pushing a curl back from my face. “I wanted to tear off the heads of anyone who kept you there, keeping you from me, from us.” He bares his teeth in a snarl, his eyes flashing amber for a moment, but he takes a deep breath and glances at my other mate, who’s pressed up behind me. “Zane and I were in agreement that we couldn’t go through that again, so we made a pact not to let our jealousy get in the way of spending as much time as possible with you.”

“This way, we can please you in every possible way,” Zane whispers in my ear, sliding his hand over my hip and the top of my panties, following them around until he’s at my core. Cupping my most intimate parts, he rubs a finger over the fabric. “Fuck,” he growls on a long exhale. “You’re already so wet.”

“Is this what you want?” Jack asks before pressing small, gentle kisses to the corner of my mouth until I open it and allow him entry.

Of course I want this. My two gorgeous mates want to have sex with me and aren’t going to fight over me, instead making sure I receive as much pleasure as possible. Why would I ever complain about that?

“Yes.” My answer is a breathy whisper and ends on a groan as Zane slides his hand under the elastic of my panties.

He hardens against me, the stiff press of his cock showing just how much he wants me as he strokes his fingers along my slick pussy. Finding my clit with surprising ease, he rubs it between his thumb and forefinger, pinching only to soothe it with soft touches. Fingers press against the entrance of my pussy, and I brace myself, but as he pushes into me, he sinks his teeth into my neck at the same time.

An orgasm rips through me, and if it wasn’t for the two males holding me up, I’d be a heap on the floor. The feeling grows in intensity as my mates keep touching, kissing, and grinding on me. Once the orgasm finally releases me from its clutches, I’m panting and clinging onto my mates for dear life. Zane must have finished feeding, having only taken a little, because the puncture marks have already healed.

Chuckling, Zane slowly removes his fingers from my pussy and rolls them in my arousal, coating them with slick. I expect to feel his cock against me, but he surprises me as his hands rest on my ass cheeks, and I feel him move closer to my back entrance.

“Have you ever been touched here before?” His finger circles my asshole as he coats it with my cum.

Excitement and a little bit of nerves fire through me as I nod my answer. “I tried anal once. It was a little painful, but I enjoyed it.”

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