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Kohl’s breath stayed locked as Kaos’s fire crawled through his veins.

Her fingers trailed down his throat, resting against his chest. “One holds me steady. The other sets me burning. But neither carries me without the other.”

Kaos’s need curled low in Kohl’s mind.She wants us both.

She leaned in, her breath against his mouth. “You both claimed me.”

They pulled her closer.

“Now I claim both of you.

Kohl adjusted beneath her, sliding his hips lower on the couch until her weight settled fully into his lap. His cock pressed hard against wet heat. He slid his hands up her thighs, gripping her ass, pressing her forward.

She moved with him, hips shifting, rubbing against him. The pressure drew a breath from his throat. She leaned and kissed him—open, slow, demanding. Tongue wet with intention.

He gripped her waist and rocked upward. Her breath hitched. She pressed harder.

Kohl groaned and leaned his head back against the couch. Her mouth moved to his throat, her hips circling.

Kaos surged, heat crackling through their spine.Let me.

Kohl gritted his teeth.Not yet.

She pulled back and looked at him, eyes flushed sharp. She reached down and moved his cock to her slit.

Kohl growled, hands tightening on her hips.

She sank onto him, slow and sure, making every inch burn.

Kohl’s hands rose to her back. Kaos arched with him when her walls clutched tight.

She began to ride him. Claim him with rhythmic strokes.

The room suddenly pulsed with breath and fire, thighs tight around him, breasts before him, hypnotic, soft, full.

Her rhythm built with purpose, her breath hot over his jaw, tight ass flexing in his hands. Lifting and pressing, milking his cock with each glide.

Kaos growled in his head.Give her more.

Kohl began meeting her thrusts. He leaned and claimed her breast with his mouth, tongue dragging across her nipple, then sucking it deep.

She gasped, nails raking over his shoulders.

He pulled harder with each stroke, his cock throbbing inside her.

Her body shuddered. She rode harder.

Kohl groaned into her chest, then dragged his mouth to the other breast, punishing it the same.

Now,Kaos thundered through them.

Their bodies locked.

Her cry hit his mouth as she came and he followed—deep, hard, endless.

She collapsed against him, breath stuttering while Kohl held her and Kaos breathed with them.

My turn Kaos whispered, hands gliding down her back and gripping the thick flesh of her ass. Watch. Feel.