“Gods damn it,” Zeke curses, eyes rolling back in his head as he grinds against my ass. He flashes his fangs as he bites down on Sterling’s arm, eyes still closed in pleasure. Sterling melts, barely holding himself up as Zeke latches onto his skin, sucking down his blood. And to my surprise, the same sensation washes over me as earlier. The heat, the need, the primal desire to claim and be claimed.
The circle is complete, the three of us connected. Not by status, not by emotion. But by blood. Blood, body, and spirit. It’s nearly crippling, sending my head reeling as I sense the pleasure of not just me but all three of us at the same time.
Zeke’s grip in my hair tightens as he picks up his pace against my ass. Sterling copies his lead, and the three of us are lost to an eternity of endless ecstasy. Watching themcomplete something that has been years in the making. Watching them do it forme.The moment feels endless, all-encompassing.
Zeke finally pulls away from Sterling's forearm, only long enough to find his lips. They melt together, picking up their rhythm to an unfathomable rate as they claim each other while slamming into me. It’s perfection. It’s bliss. And it’s all it takes for me to crash over the edge, along with them.
I’m still wedged between Zeke and Sterling, my head on Zeke’s stomach with Sterling pressed against my back, nestled into the crook of Zeke’s arm. It’s more than I ever could have imagined, more than I could have hoped for.
All three of us are exhausted, spent. But there’s nothing but joy and satisfaction amidst us. The realization makes me nuzzle against Zeke’s abdomen, the dusting of black hair trailing down the length of his stomach tickling my cheek.
I close my eyes, noticing for the first time the slight pitter-patter of rain outside the window. I don’t know when it started, but judging by the low, distant rumble beyond the panes of glass, it will soon be a full downpour. For now, it’s the perfect addition to a perfect moment, and I breathe in deeply, relishing the feel of it.
“Check in,” Zeke murmurs.
“Hmm?” I lift my head the tiniest amount, barely registering the words in my lust-filled haze.
Sterling chuckles, trailing his fingers up and down my spine. “It’s something we do after a scene, Angel. Especially if it was particularly . . . intense. Just to make sure everyone is okay with what happened.”
“I’m good.” I nod, turning over to look at Sterling and wiggling back against Zeke. Sterling sits up a little, making room for me, and I realize both males have their eyes glued to me. “Better than good.” I laugh, closing my eyes and scrunching my face. “That was . . . gods. I don’t even know if I have words to explain what that was. But yes, I’m good.”
“And you’d . . . want to do it—again?” Zeke’s voice is soft, hesitant as he speaks behind me, into my hair. Gone is the dominating, intense male that claimed me mere minutes ago. This version of him is stripped down, bare, vulnerable. It’s a rare glance at that side of him, and I want to bottle it up and keep it forever.
I look back over my shoulder, eying him for a moment and making a show of mulling the question over. I see the terror in his eyes and burst out laughing. “Yes, Ezekiel. I would very much like to do that again.”
Sterling joins me in laughing, but Zeke just lets loose the breath he was holding.
“Fuck, Evangeline. I thought for a moment you were going to deny me.”
“And what would happen if I did?” I tease, smirking up into those beautiful azure eyes.
He wraps his arm around me, pulling me closer to him and locking me into his hold. “Then that would put me in a very precarious position.”
I raise an eyebrow at Sterling and he leans in, kissing Zeke’s lips beside my cheek. “Tell her why,” he whispers as he pulls away.
Zeke casts a sidelong glance at Sterling, one full of playful irritation, before looking back down at me and planting a soft kiss on the tip of my nose. “Because I’m fundamentally against kidnapping. But I fear I’d have to make an exception if you tried to leave us.”
I hum, letting my smirk turn into a mischievous grin. “Some could argue you’ve already broken your rules by bringing me here.”
Zeke scoffs, feigning offense.
I wiggle my arm out of his grip and slap at his chest. “Come on, you have to admit. What you did was basically kidnapping.”
“It wasn’t in the slightest,” he argues back.
“Sterling.” I turn to him, appalled at his sudden silence. “Tell him I’m right.”
“Oh no, I’m staying out of this one.”
I scoff. “Coward.”
Sterling scoots in, biting playfully at my shoulder. “Such courageous words for a female trapped between two predators.”
I giggle, leaning into the feel of his teeth against my skin and let loose a breathy moan.
“Uh uh.” Zeke shuts us down. “She needs sleep. We all do. And then we need to go hunting tomorrow, because all three of us could use the fresh blood.”
“Me too?” I ask, surprised at my hopefulness to be included.
