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Moaning softly, I let Elias’ tongue in. His hands slide beneath my top, caressing my sides, and I wrap my arms around his shoulders to hold him closer. Caelan is on my other side, one hand on my thigh and his mouth against my throat, alternating between soft kisses and letting his teeth graze against the sensitive flesh.
This, this is what I need now. I’ve spilled my soul, all my stupid anxieties, and I feel lighter without the burden of having it all bottled up. The physical comfort, the reassurance that they want me, is perfect.
Elias pulls away, and I whine.
“Look at me, dear.” He’s smirking, and a wicked glint is in his dark eyes. His voice lowers into that deep, commanding tone that makes my knees feel weak. “Do you trust me?”
I’m not sure why he’s talking like that, but it makes my mouth feel dry.
I nod.
“And you will listen to me, won’t you?”
“Y-yes. Of course, Sir.”
Calling him Sir wasn’t exactly planned, but when he talks like that, when there’s that intensity about him, it feels so natural to bow to his will.
“Then listen.” He grips my jaw again, tighter than before.
I can’t look away even if I could turn my face. His gaze drags me in like a black hole.
“You belong to us now. And we are not letting you go.” The possessiveness, thedominance, in his voice makes me shiver.
“Elias—”
“We would not give that honor to someone who was not worthy, do you understand?”
I swallow. I can feel my face heating up and my chest tightening again.
Even if it’s hard for me to wrap my head around them wanting me, Elias says they do, and there’s no arguing with him. Not when he says it like that.
When he speaks again, it’s slightly softer. “If you cannot believe in yourself, believe in me.”
I can’t find the words to reply. He’s told me everything I needed to hear, and my soul aches with how much that means to me, how much I appreciate it, and how much I want to give him the entire damn world in return.
Is it any wonder I ended up falling for him so hard?
I lean in and kiss him again, with all the passion I don’t know how to express out loud. Caelan chuckles behind me, apparently enjoying the sight, so I turn my head and kiss him too.
It gets a little hard to follow after that. All I know is that I’m sandwiched between them, and there are two pairs of hands all over me. I end up making out with each of them in turn, their kisses hard and heated.
I want them so badly. I want to give them everything.
My face is flushed, lips reddened and kiss-swollen, and it takes everything I have not to grind down needily against Elias’ thigh. It’s so easy for them to get me worked up and turned on, especially when my emotions are so raw, and all I need now is physical comfort. But I want to do something for Elias first.
I slide off the couch, getting to my knees in front of him.
“Shannon—”
“Please. Let me serve you,” I murmur, nuzzling my cheek against his knee.
Lust flares in his eyes as he looks down at me. “If that’s what you want.”
He parts his thighs, and I settle between them, thrumming with anticipation. He’s hard beneath his suit trousers. That much is obvious from just a glance. I wasn’t the only one getting rather into our make-out session.
I can hear the quiet catch of his breath as I undo his fly and draw his cock out. It turns to a soft noise of appreciation as I graze my lips along the underside of his length, working my way up to the head with hot, open-mouthed kisses.
“Goddamn. You always look so fuckin’ good on your knees,” Caelan comments, his voice a rough drawl.
