“Lick her harder. That’s it.” Nico didn’t look away, his pale eyes demanding. “Let me hear you, Emberline. I want to hear you fucking scream.”
Gabriel worked my cunt mercilessly, growling against my soaked pussy, shoulders braced beneath my legs, lifting me against his ravenous mouth. I couldn’t do anything but take what they were giving me, Nico with his hand around my throat and his dirty words, and Gabriel with his tongue and fingers, sending sparks straight to my core.
Being restrained by someone as powerful as Nico… I didn’t think I’d enjoy being held down by two big, strong males, but godsdamn it, I loved this.
So much.
I was molten glass, soft and malleable.
They could shape me into anything they wanted.
“I’m close, so close, I need… I need...” I writhed, searching for more friction, something to break this building pressure, then Dante growled, “Give my wife what she needs.”
Gabriel plunged three fingers inside me, stretching me out as he curled the ends and stroked some spot deep inside me. Clamping his teeth around my too-sensitive nub, he sucked hard, and my vision splintered.
Ecstasy exploded through me, a crescendo that wiped everything away, consumed my every thought, every heartbeat, every breath, obliterating flesh and blood and bone until nothing existed outside of sensation and light.
I might have screamed their names.
I only knew that Gabriel didn’t stop, wringing more and more pleasure from me, Nico’s eyes never leaving my face, like a male having an epiphany.
When the orgasm faded, when I lay there between them shaking and boneless and panting, utterly spent, Nico kissed my cheeks, my forehead, looking almost as shocked as I felt. As if we’d survived a storm.
“I want…” I trailed off. Gabriel pressed his lips to my lower belly as if he was saying thank you, when he was the one who made me fall apart. I wondered what I was allowed to do. Was I… could I ask for…anything I wanted?
Because after that, my list was long.
“Tell us what you need,bella,” Gabriel murmured into my ear. “Whatever you want, we will give you. One of us, both of us… neither of us, whatever you wish.”
“Both of you.” The words came out fast and breathless; once they were out, I couldn’t take them back.
Didn’twantto take them back, no matter how unsteady they made me feel.
“Then you’ll have us,” Nico murmured, leaning down to kiss me again, keeping his hand around my throat.
Gabriel shifted out of the way.
“I’ll be gentle,” Nico murmured, his breathing ragged as he tightened his shaking fingers so, so carefully around my throat, his other hand trailing between my breasts, stopping on my stomach. “Careful.”
“What if I don’t want careful?” I breathed.
He froze, eyes narrowing. “Are you sure?” he asked, his voice rough. “We don’t have to rush. In fact, we should…”
“I don’t want careful. I want you unleashed. I want to feeleverything.”
He hesitated, suddenly unsure, but when he answered, his voice was hoarse. “All right, princess. If you want me unleashed, then that’s what you’ll get.”
Nico crawled off the bed, pulled off his shirt, and my mind went blank.
Yes, I’d seen him shirtless before, covered in sweat, but now… everything was different. Nico belonged to me. He loved me. He was beautiful, in the way a storm was beautiful, wild and untamable, and those shadows…
Darkness drifted off him in achingly slow waves. I reached out a hand and let his shadows wind through my fingers, leaving a chill behind. He watched me play, goosebumps rising all over his body, as though he could feel my touch.
Then he kicked off his boots, peeled off his pants, stood in front of me in all his glory, and let me look my fill. Leaner than Dante or Gabriel, less densely muscled, a body made for lithe movements and subtlety, not brutal combat.
And holy shit…
I swallowed, and he grinned, running his hand down his abdomen and stroking his hard cock, the blunt head shining with precum.
