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“I'm not yours,” I protest weakly.
“Aren't you?” Nova's fingers trail along my jaw, deceptively gentle. “Then why does your cock get hard every time we touch you?
“You wanted us to catch you,” Silas says with certainty. “This whole chase, this dramatic escape attempt.” He grins at me. “It's all been foreplay. You want to be hunted, claimed, owned.”
His hand slides lower, over my ribs, my stomach, coming to rest just above the waistband of my boxers. The touch burns through the thin fabric, and I have to bite back a groan.
“Please,” I whisper, though I'm not sure what I'm pleading for anymore.
“Please, what?” Nova's thumb traces my lower lip, and I taste dirt and leaves on her skin. “Please let you go? Please finish breaking you? Please make you stop pretending you have any choice in this?”
All of the above. None of the above. I don't know anymore. The careful structure of my life, my identity, my moral compass—it's all crumbling under their relentless assault. Under the weight of desires I never knew I possessed.
“Please,” I repeat, the word barely a breath.
Silas's smile is sharp, victorious. “That's what I thought.”
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SILAS
I'm hard as stone. Ever since I fingered Teddy's tight ass in that trailer, my cock has been aching to claim him properly. The way Nova responded to watching us, the way her pupils dilated and her breathing hitched—it only makes me want him more.
“I want to watch you two together,” Nova breathes, her voice husky with desire as she looks between Teddy and me in the moonlit clearing.
Teddy freezes like a deer in headlights, his chest rising and falling rapidly.
I grab his shoulders and pull him closer, feeling the heat radiating from his skin. “Get on your knees and suck my cock. Get it nice and wet for that tight asshole of yours.”
“I—I can't.” His voice cracks. “I can't let you... I'm not gay.”
A laugh escapes my throat, dark and amused. “No, not gay, the way you respond to Nova. But definitely bisexual, the way you sucked my cock earlier like you were born for it.”
Nova tilts her head, a wicked smile playing on her lips. “Hey, why don't you suck Teddy's dick, Silas? I'll test out his oral skills. Shake things up a bit.”
Teddy groans, the sound torn between protest and arousal.
I narrow my eyes at her, my jaw tightening. I'm bisexual, sure, but I lean toward women and I'm usually the one doing the fucking, not the sucking. But as I look down at Teddy's cock peeking out of his boxers, thick and flushed and pretty like the rest of him, my own dick jerks with unexpected hunger.
“Fine,” I growl, my voice rougher than intended.
Nova lies back against the forest floor, pine needles catching in her auburn hair as she spreads her thighs. “Come here, Teddy. Eat me like your life depends on it.”
Teddy's breath hitches as he crawls toward her, his movements somehow both hesitant and eager. I can see the war playing out across his features—duty battling desire, training fighting instinct.
“That's it,” Nova purrs, threading her fingers through his hair as he settles between her legs. “Show me what that pretty mouth can do.”
I move behind Teddy, my hands finding the waistband of his boxers. The fabric tears easily under my grip, and I toss the ruined cotton aside. His ass is perfect—firm and pale in the moonlight, unmarked territory just begging to be claimed.
“Look at you,” I murmur, running my palm over the curve of his ass. “So fucking perfect.”
Teddy moans against Nova's pussy, the vibration making her arch off the ground. I can smell her arousal mixing with the earthy scent of the forest floor, intoxicating and wild.
I position myself so we form a triangle on the dirt and leaves—Nova on her back with Teddy's face buried between her thighs, Teddy on his hands and knees with his cock hanging heavy and leaking, and me lying on my side with access to his length while Nova can reach mine.
The first taste of Teddy's cock on my tongue sends fire through my veins. He's clean and salty-sweet, his skin velvet-softover steel hardness. I've sucked cock before, but not often, and never while this aroused myself.
“Fuck,” Teddy gasps against Nova's clit, his hips jerking involuntarily as I take him deeper.
