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She trembled as she climbed onto Jackson’s lap and was surprised to see he already had a condom on. Were they waiting for her to wake so she could join them? Did it matter? No. Not at the moment. Never. She took him into her with one thrust and cried out in bliss. Jackson’s grip on her hips tightened and his hips lifted off the bed. All three of them moaned together.

Because of the position they were in, Bell was along for the ride. Jackson directed her over him while Christoph fucked him from behind. At one point, it was as if they were connected as one. She never wanted this to end. She rested her head on Christoph’s shoulder and, as she climaxed, he bit down on her mark, intensifying her release. The rutting sounds Jackson made as he fucked her in hard, quick thrusts extended her pleasure. She bent to him, nuzzling the mark she left to his skin, allowing to dictate how fast they went.

“Fuck Bell,” Jackson groaned. “I want to fill you full of cum, marking you on the inside. I want to fuck you all night.” He tensed below her. “Shit, this is so good.”

Behind them, Christoph yowled as he picked up his pace. “Fuck... Fuck.” He bit his bottom lip as the sounds he made became more intense by the second. “Gonna come.” He roared as he slammed into Jackson one last time.

Only then did Jackson give over to his pleasure. He fucked her hard and when she bit down on his neck. A vicious snarl of excitement and relief erupted from him when he climaxed. Jackson held her close, his breath coming in hard pants while their tear drops pulsed, and warmth spread through them. She snuggled into his chest, content to be with her mates.

The next time Bell opened her eyes, faint light filtered through the massive windows of the room. A mix of pale yellows, purples, and dark blues filled the sky, pushing away the starry night. She didn’t want to get up, but she knew they had to. They still had way too much to resolve before they could have their happily ever after, like Hayden and Nico.

The warmth radiating off both large male bodies on either side of her didn’t help with wanting to get out of bed, though. It made her even more lethargic. At least during the winter, she’d be set.

“What are you thinking about?” Christoph’s husky voice sent a shiver down her spine. He lay in front of her, their bodies pressed tightly together. The way they were positioned, both men touched in the most intimate of ways.

“That I won’t freeze in winter between the two of you.”

“Hope not. If you do, I’m failing at my job.” Jackson’s equally deep voice had her sex throbbing with need.

“Feel that?” Christoph asked while shifting his hips, pushing his length between her legs.

“What, the shiver or the fact that she’s soaking us?” Jackson mimicked Christoph, pushing deeper between her legs. Her nipples tightened, and her clit pulsed with desire.

“Both.” The aroused lion leaned down to capture her lips. It had been a hard, demanding kiss that had her rolling her hips, effectively caressing both of their dicks.

“I know we’d all love to continue, but there are more pressing issues we need to resolve,” Jackson whispered, nuzzling her hair.

“He’s right.” Regret laced Christoph’s words when he broke the kiss—a kiss which left her panting and trembling. “We need to finish the last-minute preparations for Aislinn and Isaac before confronting my dad and Aislinn’s.”

“We also need to find you more pledges,” Jackson rumbled behind her. He captured her chin between his fingers and turned her head to take her lips in a searing kiss.

She moaned into Jackson’s embrace as Christoph slipped from between her legs and moved off the bed.

“Later,” Jackson promised. He rubbed his thumb over the mark he left on her earlier.

“That’s if we can sneak her away from her dad. He’s going to take one look at her and know.” Christoph pulled on his jeans. “Not that I care. Last night was one of the best nights of my life.”

“I’ll shower.” Embarrassment swamped her. Christoph was right, her father would know.

“Won’t help. Your scent is changing.” Christoph held his hand out to her.

“All of our scents are changing.” Jackson slipped from the bed and followed Christoph’s lead.

“He won’t say anything,” Bell said, maybe more for herself than them.

Christoph snorted, and Jackson gave a hollow laugh.

“Okay, he’ll say something, but he won’t be mad.”

“Not at you, kitten.” Christoph pulled on his shirt.

“Why? He knows we’re mates.” She knew the truth, though. Rapier would always see her as his princess, and he would always be her daddy.

“Because he’s a dad, and he’ll know we had sex with both of us, even though I am sure he knows we’ve fucked before now.” Christoph shrugged. “His mind is going to run a shit ton of scenarios on how it went down. And none of them are good for us.”

“I think my father is rubbing off on you.” She took the discarded underwear Jackson held out to her.

“You might have a point there, blondie.” Jackson chuckled.