“You’re ours,” Kenai said. “We’ll protect you.”
They would. They always would. I wouldn’t have to fight on my own—not anymore.
“I trust you. Both of you.”
For a moment everything was calm, and soft white snowflakes from our bond swirled through the air around us—asparkling reminder of what we now shared. But then both men’s mouths were on me, and that soft moment turned molten.
Taimyr thrust up into me—hard. I clamped down around him, already desperate for another release. But just as my eyes rolled back, he pulled out.
The feeling of emptiness was unbearable, and I nearly cried—but then their arms were around me, and Taimyr kissed me deeply as Kenai sucked on my neck.
You’re safe. You’re home.
Kenai lay on his back, gesturing for me to climb over him. I obeyed, hands on his chest as Taimyr’s hands gripped my waist, guiding me down onto Kenai. I swirled my hips as I felt him stretch me open. Kenai let out a deep groan and sucked one of my nipples into his mouth until I was clenching. I lifted up and down a few times, giving Taimyr a bit of a show. I could tell he liked it by the rumble echoing in his chest.
“Careful, omega. You might make me think I shouldn’t be gentle with you.” He nipped at my ear, and I felt his hard cock press between my ass cheeks, covered in my slick. He guided me up and down on Kenai, grinding against me with each stroke.
“Tai, if you don’t hurry, I’m going to knot her without you,” Kenai gritted out, his fist twisting the sheets tighter with each roll of my hips.
“Such impatient mates I’ve been blessed with. When she’s ready,” Taimyr tutted.
“I’m ready, alpha,” I panted.
Taimyr grabbed my chin, turning my head to the side. “Then eyes on me, omega.”
He stilled my hips long enough to press against the tighter ring of my ass. His dark eyes held mine as he slowly pushed past that barrier, slick easing his way.
“You were made for this, Sylvie. Made for us.” His fingers gripped me tighter, pulling me into a deep kiss. His tonguethrust into my mouth as I opened for him, but the feeling of being filled with them both had me shaking. It was too much—I couldn’t?—
But then Kenai’s hand was on my waist, and the smell of winter air and peppermint surrounded me. Through the bond, his steady presence wrapped around my anxiety like a blanket, soothing the overwhelming sensations into something I could handle. Behind me, Taimyr’s emotions flooded through our connection—protective and grounding, anchoring me between them so I didn’t fly apart. Their combined presence in my mind was like being held beyond the physical, two points of warmth and safety whispering that I could do this, I could take this, because I wasn’t alone.
Taimyr bottomed out with a low moan, leaning us both forward until his hands met the mattress. One hand found mine weaving my fingers through Kenai’s before he placed his own on top. Kenai and Taimyr locked eyes, and then they started to move together.
The magic of our bond shimmered between the three of us, and I smelled cardamom and cloves as pleasure built inside me like nothing I’d ever felt before. Each roll of their hips drove me higher until I was shaking.
“Our perfect omega,” Kenai whispered.
“Ours,” Taimyr echoed.
Both of their knots swelled, stretching me to new heights.
“My mates,” I breathed, and the words felt like something fundamental clicking into place in my soul. Through the bond, I felt their determination to protect and cherish me settle into my bones with absolute certainty.
My orgasm struck me like a winter storm—surging, powerful, and filled with magic and the promise that something even better was waiting. I clenched around them, pulsing until their knots began to swell.
“Sylvie.” They both moaned my name like a prayer, their pace quickening until Kenai’s knot locked inside me. I felt him pulsing over and over again, and Taimyr groaned, following after him. He pressed his knot past the tight ring of muscle, and as I was completely filled by them, another orgasm crashed over me—stronger than the first—until I was utterly high on bliss.
We rode it out together, our bodies slick with sweat, pressed close. I felt Taimyr gently tip us to the side so I lay on the mattress, sandwiched between them as their knots continued to pulse gently.
Something wet and cold hit my cheek, and I opened my eyes to see the room filled with twinkling snowflakes. I looked at Kenai, and his beautiful smile made me happier than I could remember being in a long time.
We didn’t need words, because I could feel everything they felt—and I knew this meant just as much to them as it did to me.
I curled into Kenai’s chest, and Taimyr’s strong arms wrapped around us both as I drifted off to sleep, knotted to my mates and completely satisfied.
Chapter Sixteen
Sylvie
