All I can focus on is Elowen, on the way she's panting now, small whimpers escaping her lips as she grinds down against Raff's mouth. Her eyes flutter open, meeting mine.
The moment our gazes lock, something inside me shifts.
I start bouncing faster on Raff's cock, riding him with a desperate urgency I can't control. My own cock hits his abs as slick pours from my ass, coating Raff's length and making the wet sounds of our fucking even louder.
"Fuck," Raff groans against Elowen's pussy, the vibration of his voice making her whimper. "So fucking wet for me, Adam. Taking my cock so good."
“Come here.” Elowen reaches out, tangling a hand in my hair, pulling me closer. I can feel the heat radiating from her skin, smell her arousal mixing with Raff's sage and sunflower scent.
It's intoxicating, overwhelming, and I'm lost to it completely.
Without thinking, I lean forward, and capture her nipple in my mouth, biting down, nipping the delicate bud.Elle’s body trembles, and she cries out, her body convulsing as pleasure crashes through her.
The taste of sweet pears, the sound of her moans, and the feeling of Raff's cock buried deep inside me is all too much.
I follow her over the edge with a guttural groan, my release pulsing between us as the world goes white behind my eyes. Thick streams of cum shoot from my cock, painting Elowen's breasts with milky white ropes that drip down her stomach and onto Raff's chest beneath her.
The sight is obscene and beautiful, marking both of them as my body shudders with the intensity of it.
When I come back to myself, we're tangled together in a heap of limbs and sweat. Elowen is stroking my hair with the slow, absent tenderness of someone who has completely forgotten she's doing it, and Raff's hand moves in long strokes up and down my back.
I lift my head and look at Elowen's face.
She's already looking at me, her dark eyes soft and satisfied, a small smile pulling at the corner of her mouth.
"You bit me," she says, her voice filled with mock anger.
"You liked it," I tease, and she doesn't argue.
In fact, she smiles.
"You filthy little thing," Raff pulls Elowen close, nipping the side of her neck.
And then I feel it.
Raff’s complete and utter happiness.
It floods through our bond like warm water filling every corner of my body.
I press my face into Elowen's shoulder and let out a happy sigh.
"What?" she asks.
"Nothing," I say, liking that Raff and I have this little secret.
I can’t wait to have one with Cliff too.
The bedroom door opens, and Perrin takes two steps into the room, before he stops.
My brother takes in the three of us tangled together in our nest. His judgmental eyes move over each one of us, but I can see right through the jerk.
His hair is sticking to his forehead in damp curls, and his cheeks are flushed a deep, satisfied pink. He's wearing his gym shorts inside out, the white tag visible on the outside of the left leg, and he either hasn't noticed or doesn't care.
I notice.
But I don’t say anything, because I am merciful.
"You three look comfortable," he says.
