Page 31 of Renegade Kingdom
His rhythm was relentless. Punishing. Every thrust drove deep, hitting spots that made me cry out, and I wrapped my legs around his waist to pull him even deeper. His mouth found my neck, teeth grazing the bond mark he’d left there, and the sensation sent sparks shooting down my spine.
Ryder shifted to kneel beside my head, and when I turned to look at him, I found him stroking himself slowly. Watching Dean fuck me with hungry eyes.
“Can I?” he asked, his free hand brushing across my lips.
I opened for him in answer.
He pushed into my mouth with a groan, and I hollowed my cheeks, sucking him deeper as Dean continued to pound into me. Being filled from both ends was overwhelming in the bestpossible way. I was pinned between them, used by them, loved by them.
And that’s when I felt it.
The magic.
It rose through me like a tide, warm and golden, responding to the pleasure building in my body. But it wasn’t just my magic anymore. I could feel Dean’s too. Cold and sharp, the bite of winter. And Ryder’s, wild and electric, like a storm about to break.
Our magic reached for each other. Wrapped around each other. The edges started to blur, to bleed together, until I couldn’t tell where mine ended and theirs began.
It should have been terrifying. Instead, it felt like coming home.
Dean groaned, and I knew he felt it too. His rhythm faltered for just a moment before he regained control, thrusting even harder as the magic swirled around us.
“Fuck,” Ryder breathed. “I can feel you. Both of you. It’s...”
He didn’t finish the sentence. He didn’t have to. I could feel what he felt through the bond. Wonder. Desire. Love. All of it tangled together with the pleasure building to impossible heights.
The second orgasm hit me without warning, triggered by the magic as much as the physical sensation. I screamed around Ryder’s cock, my body clenching and shaking as wave after wave of pleasure crashed through me.
Dean followed moments later, burying himself deep as he came with a growl that vibrated through my entire body. And Ryder, watching us both fall apart, tumbled over the edge himself with a hoarse cry.
The magic pulsed outward, a wave of warmth that filled the room and then slowly, slowly faded. Leaving us tangled together on the bed, breathing hard, covered in sweat and satisfaction.
Ryder pulled out of my mouth gently, collapsing onto the bed beside me. Dean stayed where he was for a long moment, his forehead pressed against mine, his breath mingling with my own.
“That was...” he started.
“I know,” I whispered.
He kissed me softly before finally withdrawing, leaving me empty but sated. Ryder immediately pulled me into his arms, tucking my back against his chest as Dean settled in front of me, wrapping his arm around my waist.
I was cocooned between them. Safe. Loved. Complete in a way I hadn’t known I was missing until I found them.
“The magic,” Ryder murmured against my hair. “It felt like it was trying to... merge. Like it was on the verge of becoming… something.”
“Something stronger,” Dean agreed. “I’ve never felt anything like that.”
Neither had I. But strangely, I wasn’t afraid of it.
Exhaustion crept over me, warm and heavy, dragging my eyelids down despite my best efforts to stay awake. There was more to discuss. More to understand about what had just happened between us.
But right now, all I could feel was peace.
And something else. Something on the horizon, just out of reach. Not the impending doom I’d grown so accustomed to waiting for. This was different. Warm. Comforting.
It felt like a beginning. Like we were standing on the edge of something new. Something we were always meant to become.
I drifted off to sleep in my mates’ arms, and for the first time in longer than I could remember, I wasn’t afraid of what tomorrow would bring.
Chapter Nine
