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I’m a little surprised when I step into the bedroom to find both of them stark naked—even if they’re on opposite sides of the bedroom and refusing to look at each other.

My eyes trail down Cassian’s body, and I bite my lip when I realize he has bars through his nipples and cock. That’s definitely a Jacob’s Ladder. I can’t wait to get a closer look at it.

Hell yes!

“Since neither one of you can seem to talk to each other civilly, I don’t want to hear either of you speak. I’m in charge. If you want to remain in the room, you’ll listen to what I tell you to do. If you can’t listen, then I’ll kick you out.” I glance between them. “Any questions or comments?”

Surprisingly, they both shake their heads.

“Good.” I pull off my tank top and bra, tossing them to the side before ridding myself of my shoes, shorts, and thong. “On the bed.”

There’s a moment of hesitation before they climb onto the bed. It’s big enough that they’re nowhere near each other, and that’s never going to work.

I climb onto the bed, crawling to the top before lying down. “I want both of you to eat my pussy and get me off.”

“I’ll go first,” Cassian says, hurrying forward, but I shake my head.

“You misunderstand. I want both of your mouths on me at the same time.” I snort when they both balk. “You act like your mouths and tongues have never touched. I didn’t ask you to blow one another. All I did was tell you to make your mate feel good by working together. That shouldn’t be asking too much of you.”

They share another look before both nodding. They each take one of my legs and spread me open as far as they can. It’s a tight squeeze for both of them to fit together, but they make it work.

My eyes fall shut at the first swipe of another. Then another. Then both.

“Yes,” I hiss, hands sinking into their hair. “Like that.”

It’s easy to lose myself to the pleasure they’re giving me—especially when they both slide their tongues inside my cunt as they fuck me together. Imagining their tongues sliding against one another is what sends me flying over the edge. I grind against both of them as I cling to their hair, riding out one of the best orgasms of my life. I don’t let up until my body feels like jelly.

“That was good,” I assure them, tsking when Wraith moves off the bed. “If you think you’re done, you’re sorely mistaken. Now that you’ve gotten me off on your tongues, it’s time to use your cocks. I want both of them buried inside my pussy at once. Wraith, since you’re up, why don’t you grab the lube?”

He looks like he wants to argue, but eventually, he relents and grabs the lube before rejoining us on the bed.

I push Cassian onto his back and straddle him. “Wraith, get me ready to take your cock—just don’t take too long. Remember, I heal quickly.”

Then, without another word, I sink onto Cassian’s cock. We groan together as my cunt flutters around his length.

Those piercings feel fucking amazing.

I roll my hips, loving the way those bars drag against my walls. His fingers find my clit, circling it as Wraith pours lube onto his fingers before pushing them in alongside Cassian’s cock, pulling moans from all three of us.

I just went two weeks without sex after living with my mates for months. I’m horny as fuck, and I want both of their cocks inside of me.

Wraith is going entirely too slowly for my tastes, so I slam down on the cock and fingers inside of me. “Enough. I need your cock. Damn it, Wraith.”

“I’m going. I’m going.” Wraith pulls his fingers from me, and I hear the sounds of lube being poured once more.

I ride Cassian slowly, leaning forward to kiss him.

Wraith notches his cock at my entrance, pushing in slowly with no urging from me. Because I didn’t allow him to stretch me out properly, there’s a bit of pain, but I don’t mind too much.

Cassian is panting beneath me, and I smile down at him. “What’s wrong, Cass? Have you never had another cock with yours inside a pussy?”

“No, brat, I haven’t. It feels so good. Damn, Wraith. Hurry on, man. I can’t hold on much longer.” Cassian yanks me down for another kiss as Wraith slams in the last bit.

My back arches, a scream falling from my lips as two sets of fingers dig into my hips.

“Move,” I demand. “Fuck me. Now.”

And boy, do they.