Page 64 of Midnight of Ashes
I pressed up on my knees in answer, giving him purchase.
“So wet,” Knox muttered against my neck, and then two fingers slid inside.
I tipped my head back, leaning on Knox’s shoulder and letting out a mewling sound.
Cáel sucked my nipple harder.
“Are you sure you’re ready, Hayden? Ready to take us both at once?” Knox crooned.
A shiver raced through me. “At once?” I panted.
He nipped my neck as his fingers slid out of me. “Here and”—they moved between my ass cheeks—“here.”
My mouth fell open.
“You were made for it,” Knox whispered. “It’s typical for shifters to take their partners at once. Your body will adjust. Your tight little hole will milk my cock while your pussy strangles the life out of Cáel’s.” He took the wetness from his fingers, spreading it over his dick.
“Oh, God,” I mumbled as his finger pressed in. My core convulsed, needing so desperately to be filled.
Cáel released his hold on my nipple and jerked his boxer briefs down. He stroked himself once, twice. A bead of pre-cum leaked from his tip. I wanted that inside me. All of him inside.
Cáel’s eyes locked with mine. “Take me, Little One. Take all of me.”
It was all I needed. I moved then, balancing my hands on the headboard and slowly lowering myself onto Cáel. My mouth fell open at the brutal stretch, nonsensical sounds leaving my lips.
“You look so beautiful taking his cock, Hayden. Letting it stretch you,” Knox crooned as he traced a finger down my spine.
My core tightened at his praise, making Cáel let out a growl. He gripped my chin, yanking my face to his and plundering my mouth. I moaned, making Cáel’s dick twitch inside me.
Knox’s finger slid between my ass cheeks again, circling that hole.
Heat sparked and danced as I rocked against Cáel in testing thrusts. His fingers closed around my hips in a bruising grip. He met me in finding our tempo. Each arc of his hips sent a kaleidoscope of colors dancing in front of my vision.
Knox moved in behind me, straddling Cáel’s legs. The tip of his cock nestled between my ass cheeks. “Tell me you’re ready.”
“I’m ready,” I breathed.
As Cáel withdrew, Knox pressed in. So slowly it was almost painful. A cry left my lips.
“Never seen anything more beautiful,” Cáel whispered.
Knox wrapped my hair around his fist, his other hand on the headboard. “You’re heaven and hellish torture.”
As Knox retreated, Cáel thrust in.
The warring sensations were almost more than I could handle. They picked up speed, battling for dominance. It was as if Cáel and Knox were speaking into each other’s minds, driving me to the point of breaking. But I couldn’t wait to shatter.
“Can’t hold on,” Knox bit out.
Cáel growled, his teeth lengthening.
“Now!” Knox commanded.
They both thrust inside me. So full. So tight. So them. As they released, they both bit down on opposite shoulders.
I cried out as pleasure unlike I’d ever known coursed through me. Pleasure and feral need as their release pulsed inside me. I wanted it all and more. A red haze filled my vision and along with it a need to bite. To mark. To make them both mine in every way.
As their teeth retracted from my skin, I moved on instinct. I flew forward, teeth sinking into Cáel’s pec. He howled in pleasure, thrusting even deeper inside me. Something crackled in my brain. A rightness. A completion.
