I hear thesnapof the bottle cap, and a nervous excitement buzzes down my spine.
“Are you sure?” Baz asks, pressing another kiss to the shell of my ear.
“Yes. I want this. Right now.” I turn my head to watch over my shoulder as Baz coats himself in lube, a shiver rolling across my shoulders. I’ve never done anything like this before. Never had two guys inside me at the same time, and never invitedanyonein through the back door.
I’ve never trusted anyone enough to even consider it.
But all that changed the moment I fell for my Arcana mages.
With my leg still draped over Kirin and his cock growing even harder inside me, I shift to give Baz access. He teases me with a slick finger, then adds another, slowly gliding in and out, letting me get used to the sensation. There’s a light pressure as I adjust to the strangeness of it, but between his masterful touch and the warming lube, it’s…
“Oh, Goddess,” I breathe. “That feels… It’s… amazing.”
He strokes me deeper, and Kirin matches his rhythm, in and out as the heat coils inside me.
“More,” I whisper. “No teasing. I want more of you.”
Baz slides his fingers out and positions himself at the back entrance, and Kirin goes completely still just long enough for Baz to slide in. It’s slow and perfect and weird and hotter than anything I’ve ever imagined. Kirin starts rocking his hips again, and Baz follows suit, moving in a little deeper with each thrust.
When he finally pushes all the way in, my body clenches hard around him, and I suck in a sharp breath, unprepared for the sudden shock of pain. But then Kirin trails a hand down between us, fingers gliding over my clit in slow, perfect circles, and everything inside me relaxes, my body adjusting to accommodate my massive, impossibly hard mages.
“Okay?” Kirin asks, and I bite my lower lip and nod, my cheeks heating. He shifts again, making me gasp.
“Oh,fuck.” They’re both in so deep, hitting me in places I’ve never felt before, unleashing intense, red-hot sensations I’ve never experienced.
Behind me, Baz lets out a deep groan of pure pleasure, and all at once, euphoria hits me. Tingles race across my scalp and down my spine, settling in my belly with a warm buzz that quickly ignites a fire. Flames of ecstasy lick across my skin, making me writhe and gasp, desperate for more of their hot, fevered strokes.
“Do you want us to stop?” Baz asks, blazing a trail of kisses down the back of my neck. A moan escapes my lips, and I arch back and bring him in deeper, deeper, deeper still, filling my body with a pulsing need that seems to demand more of him with every thrust. More ofbothof them.
Kirin increases the pressure on my clit and plunges in harder, he and Baz settling into an alternating rhythm, in and out and in and out, faster and deeper and hotter and suddenly my muscles are trembling with the need to fall, to implode, to fucking shatter.
Reaching up behind me, I fist Baz’s hair and pull hard, rocking my hips forward and back, taking in one, then the other, my heart racing, my body a raging inferno that wants only to devour and consume and burn.
In a breathy, desperate voice I barely recognize, I give them my final command.
“Don’t. You.Dare.”
Nine
CASSIUS
I reach past his head to a rock jutting from the wall behind him. The edge is sharp—just enough to do the trick.
“My father was a malicious sonofabitch,” I say. “Probably had a lot in common with yours. But you know what? Fuck him. Fuck him, and fuck your father too. And your mother, for not knowing what a gift she had for a son. I don’t presume to know what cruelties they heaped upon you, Ani, but I do know this: You’re not alone. And youdohave a family. Maybe the people who brought you into this world abandoned you, but yourrealfamily—me, your Arcana brothers, the woman who’s doubtlessly fighting her way here as we speak—willnotabandon you.”
“Your valor is admirable, Cass, but—”
“Valor?” The idea is so ridiculous, a bitter laugh bubbles out. “That ship sailed long ago, my friend. This? This is love.”
“For Stevie,” he says. It’s not a question.
“Yes, for Stevie. And for Kirin, Baz, and you. Mybrothers.”
The tiniest bit of light flashes in his eyes again. “And what about our brotherhood? You’re not doing this just to honor the vows?”
“I’d break them in a heartbeat if I had to choose between the two. Alas, I don’t. And neither do you.” I glance up toward the ceiling, a vast black dome marred only by a few pale slivers of moonlight. It isn’t much, but like the rock, it’s enough to get the job done.
“Okay, Ani. No more slacking off,” I say with a grin that’s only half forced. “You may be an imprisoned Arcana soul, but I’m still your professor, and I’ve got an assignment for you. One youmustpass if you’ve got any hope at graduating.”
