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Sebastian snorted as if he’d do it regardless and slammed into me one last time.
That was it.
The orgasm shook through me like an earthquake. My vision whited out, my muscles spasmed, my throat gave out on a scream that never fully made it past my lips. I convulsed between them, helpless as they tore me apart.
Sebastian came first, thick heat spilling into me as he clenched his teeth. He stayed inside for a moment, forehead pressed to mine, hand cradling my jaw like I might vanish if he let go.
Then Lucian lost control.
He grabbed my hips, slammed into me once, twice, and let out a feral moan as he came hard, his whole body shuddering against my back.
It was too hot.
Too intimate.
Too much.
And still, Ineededmore.
My knees buckled. Sebastian caught me, arms wrapping around my waist as Lucian slowly withdrew.
None of us spoke.
There was just the sound of panting. Skin cooling. Sweat drying.
Sebastian leaned against the fridge, still holding me. Lucian braced himself on the counter, chest heaving, jaw tight.
And me?
I stood between them, naked, shaking, sore, and entirely claimed.
Tomorrow, they’d probably come to their senses and start a fight.
But tonight, I didn’t care.
I was happy just to belong to both of them.
Chapter 14
Sebastian
The best part of Saturday? I didn’t have to work.
My apprenticeship was still in full swing, and while Lucian said it would’ve been nice to have me around for cleaning or checking people in, the kids were off daycare, and he figured it’d be better to have an extra hand at the house.
The worst part of Saturday? I had a terrible habit of sleeping in until at least noon, and no one stopped me.
By the time I hauled myself out of bed, the house was weirdly quiet. That meant either everyone died, or the kids were sleeping. Realistically, it was the latter. I scratched my chin, my nails catching on the stubble.
Later, I’d shave. But later wasn’t right now.
My goals were simple:
Light breakfast.
Go to the gym.
Come back.
