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Ezra doesn’t stay back.

He moves in front of me, his cock still glistening from my mouth, and reaches past me. One hand closes around Malakai’s shoulder while the other grips Rhett’s jaw.

He kisses Rhett first.

Fuck.

The Reaper and the Sower.

Their mouths open against each other, hungry and rough, Rhett reaching up to drag Ezra closer before Ezra tears himself away and turns to Malakai.

Then he kisses him too.

His tongue slides between the Tiller’s lips just as Malakai groans and drives deeper into me.

“Please,” I gasp.

I can barely recognize my own voice anymore. I’m delirious, bound between them, watching these men finally touch each other over my body after centuries of pretending they didn’t want to.

“Please… I need you too, Ezra. I need…”

Ezra looks down at me.

His eyes are black with hunger.

Starved.

Then he moves behind Malakai.

I feel the change before I understand it.

Malakai’s rhythm falters.

A gasp tears from his throat, and his fingers clamp harder around my hips as Ezra’s hand slides slowly down his back and over the curve of his ass.

Then Malakai’s entire body tenses.

“Yes,” he hisses, his head falling back against Ezra’s shoulder. “Fuck, yes. Ezra… please…”

Ezra pushes into him.

The reaction tears through all of us.

Malakai drives deeper into me. Rhett thrusts up to meet him, and suddenly every movement travels through the four of us. Ezra’s strokes shudder through Malakai and into me while Rhett hits places inside me that make my vision blur.

Ezra’s hand closes around Malakai’s throat. Rhett reaches up and fists Ezra’s hair, dragging him down for another hungry kiss while all three of them move together.

It’s too much.

It’s fucking everything.

“Please,” I babble, tears spilling hot down my face. My body has become nothing but sensation. “Please, please… I’m gonna…”

“Cum,” Rhett growls.

His thumb presses harder against my clit.

“Cum for us, Sage. Cum on our cocks like the good little offering you are.”