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Sierra's body was warm against mine as I took the stairs two at a time, her weight nothing to my supernatural strength. The subtle curves of her ass pressed against my shoulder, and I couldn't resist giving it a firm squeeze that drew another delightful squeak from her lips.

I kicked open the door to my bedroom. Our bedroom now, I supposed, though we hadn't explicitly discussed living arrangements. The massive four-poster bed dominated the space, its black silk sheets perfectly made. Not for long.

With a predatory grin, I tossed Sierra onto the mattress. She bounced with a surprised giggle, her silver hair fanning out around her like a halo. The sight of her there, eyes bright with anticipation, cheeks flushed with desire, sent a surge of possessiveness through me that was nearly overwhelming.

"You look good in my bed," I told her, my voice dropping to a register that made her pupils dilate.

"She looks good everywhere," came Callum's voice from the doorway.

I turned to see a sight that made me bark out a laugh. Callum had entered with Archer slung over his shoulder much as I'd carried Sierra. But unlike Sierra's playful acceptance, Archer was squirming and cursing, his dignity clearly affronted.

"Put me down, you Fae bastard!" Archer growled, though there was more heat than anger in his voice.

Callum's grin was wicked, showcasing his sharp fangs. "I brought my own snack," he announced, patting Archer's ass with obvious enjoyment. "I thought I might feast alongside you, brother."

I laughed again, genuinely amused by Archer's predicament and Callum's predatory satisfaction. "By all means," I gestured toward the bed.

Sierra's scent suddenly intensified, the sweet aroma of her arousal becoming sharper, headier. I inhaled deeply, savoring it like the finest ambrosia. My gaze snapped to her face, finding her eyes fixed on Callum and Archer, fascination and unmistakable lust written across her features.

"You like that idea, little one?" I asked, though her body had already given me the answer.

She bit her lip, her chest rising and falling rapidly. "I... I've never seen..." Her voice trailed off, but her meaning was clear enough.

"You want to watch Callum take Archer?" I clarified, enjoying the way her cheeks flushed even darker at my blunt words.

She nodded, a small, eager movement. "Please," she whispered, her eyes darting between me and the other two men. "Can I?"

Her pleading awakened something primal in me. I wanted to give her everything she desired, to show her pleasure in all its forms. I wanted to erase the fear and uncertainty from her mind, if only for tonight.

I growled, low in my chest, as I made a quick decision. "Callum," I ordered, "put Archer next to Sierra on the bed."

Callum complied immediately, depositing Archer beside Sierra with surprising gentleness. The two of them lay side by side, both looking up at us with a mixture of defiance and desire.

"What exactly are you planning?" Archer asked, his ice-blue eyes narrowing suspiciously.

I met Callum's gaze, and a silent understanding passed between us. "Something memorable," I promised. "Something that will help Sierra forget everything but pleasure for a few hours."

Callum moved to stand at the foot of the bed, his eerily pale green eyes gleaming with anticipation. "I'll start with this one." He gestured to Archer. "Get him ready for me."

I nodded, then turned my attention to Sierra. "And I'll take care of our little omega."

"What if we don't want to be 'taken care of'?" Archer challenged, though the bulge in his pants told a different story.

"Your body betrays you, angel-blood," Callum purred, already reaching for Archer's clothes. "Just surrender to it."

I watched with appreciation as Callum began to methodically strip Archer, revealing inches of toned muscle and pale skin. Meanwhile, I moved to Sierra's side, my hands finding the hem of her oversized sweater.

"Arms up," I commanded, pleased when she immediately complied.

I pulled the sweater over her head, revealing her perfect breasts, already peaked with arousal. The sight of her bare skin made my mouth water. She was exquisite. All soft curves and delicate bones, strength and vulnerability perfectly balanced.

"Beautiful." I traced a finger along the curve of her breast. She shivered under my touch, her silver eyes darkening with desire.

Beside us, Callum had made quick work of Archer's clothes, leaving the half-angel completely naked. Archer's body was a study in contrasts to Sierra's. All lean muscle and sharp angles, his cock already hard and straining against his stomach.

An idea formed in my mind, a way to give Sierra exactly what she wanted while keeping her close enough for me to pleasure her simultaneously. I felt my lips curve into a smirk.

"Don't move," I told Sierra as I finished removing her leggings and panties, leaving her gloriously naked.