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“Take your time, Duncan,” Erix warned, reaching over and brushing soft, encouraging fingers down his hard jaw. “He is all yours tonight. Only fair since I’ve got him to myself for the next few days. Do not be surprised if when you return from Irobel, you will find us here, in the same place you left us.”

“I don’t – blame you –Erix.” Duncan could barely get his words out as he fucked me. Pleasure creased his face, made him breathless. Sweat glistened over his brow, making the strands of dark brown hair gather at his temples. “Robin, you feel… incredible.” At his praise, I forced my arse to tighten, making Duncan throw his head back and moan to the darkened ceiling. “Gods.”

“Am I that good that you thank the gods for me?” I asked as Erix continued stroking his cock over my face, toying with my desperate, reaching tongue. My mouth was full of his taste, my body screaming with the welcome tension of Duncan’s cock. I smiled up at the dark, closing my eyes, enjoying every exploding sensation as if it was the first and last time.

“Yes,” Duncan cried out. “I thank them for you –bothof you.”

We existed like this for as long as we could hold off. But like all good things, we found our end soon enough.

Erix reached his climax first. I took his seed in my throat, swallowing it down deep. He then got to work on me, with the aid of Duncan’s hand on Erix’s head, he sucked me in, encouraging me to swell in my pleasure.

It was bliss. It was everything – this moment. The three of us, as one, sharing moments no one else could understand.

And I felt worthy of it.

Duncan finished a few seconds after I did. He withdrew from me slowly, chest heaving with each breath.

Yes, the sex was incredible, but it was the moments afterwards that I craved the most. The constant praise, the touches and tired kisses. Sometimes we would go rounds, and other times we’d finish each other off before the penetration could begin. But italwaysended the same. With both their bodies next to me, hands laid out on my stomach, or fingers grasping my thighs. If I closed my eyes, I wouldn’t know who touched what, and which hands belonged to whom.

That was exactly how I liked it – how I likedus.

“Well, that certainly was worth the wait,” I said, filling the silence, breathless as if I had just run across the realm and back again. In truth, all I’d done was lie on my back. “If I could feel my legs, I would demand we go again.”

“Indeed it was, little bird,” Erix cooed, brushing soft fingers over my lower stomach, painting circles against my damp skin. “More than words could possibly describe.”

He nestled into my side, the pillow shifting as he added his weight to it.

Duncan did the same. “I would suggest that we should go back outside and join the party. But I think we’ve missed most of it by now.”

“How unfortunate,” Erix mocked.

“Oh well,” I echoed. “I am exactly where I want to be. Duties can wait, but my love for you both will never.”

“My sentiment exactly,” Erix said, giggling softly into my ear, tired mouth pressing soft butterfly kisses to every bit of skin he could reach.

“Life would be even better,” Duncan began, leaning up to catch his eyes, “if only we could exist like this without duty getting in the way.”

“Took the words right out of my mouth, Duncan,” Erix said, offering him a lazy smile in return. “But at least there is always a reason to rush back to each other. A purpose that will never diminish, thanks to the incredible man between us.”

“I attempted to fight off the yawn, but my mind was as exhausted as my body. And I couldn’t help but recognise that the sooner we slept, the sooner we could wake and do this all again. Duncan wasn’t leaving for Irobel until tomorrow, so we had the time. Time – such a precious thing. Something I would never waste again.

“No more talks about duties tonight. Just do me a favour, and don’t let go of me, either of you, okay?” I asked, closing my eyes and giving in to the rush.

“Never,” Duncan replied, running soft fingers up my torso.

“Neverever,” Erix said, always attempting to one-up Duncan. A little healthy competition certainly didn’t go amiss.

We fell swiftly into silence, allowing our laboured breathing to intermingle, playing a symphony around our bedroom. With nothing but their warm flesh and proud wings to cover me, I closed my eyes and focused on the joy that I was full of when existing between the men I loved.

I was the last of us to find sleep. When I did, it was with the warm kiss of two mouths lingering inches from my throat. And in those last moments of clarity, I felt whole: utterly, completely andentirelywhole.