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Ren and Asher watched, lust blazing in their gazes. In a few quick strides, Ren gripped my hips and slid me to the edge of the counter, Bastien sliding off to stand beside me.

“What are you doing?” I asked breathlessly as Ren spread my thighs apart as far as they could go.

“You’re feeding all of us, Cat,” Ren breathed against my wet pussy.

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Asher grippedone of my thighs while Ren kept hold of my other.

Ren watched me from half-lidded eyes, his fangs poking out from between his lips.

“Decadent scent.”

While I rested in the middle of the rectangular island, Ren stood to one side, his large body overwhelming my senses, but not enough to erase the feel of Asher’s fingers digging into my inner thigh, keeping me wide open from where he stood near my legs.

Ren reached across my body and pressed the tip of his fingers near my pussy entrance, but still not touching me where I wanted. He lowered and those dimples made a showing. I attempted to close my legs to shield from the sensitivity. There was no use. They held me open with their advanced strength.

“Such a damp Pet,” Asher tsked, his gaze fastened on the apex of my thighs.

I could see my wet, needy flesh and the bundle of my throbbing clit. Ren’s fingers pressed into the dip where my leg met my entrance.

Licking my lips gave me another second to think of what to say. Ren’s torso angled toward me.

“You can feed from me, but I don’t think?—”

Ren’s fangs sank into my throat. I gasped, my body going limp.

Asher’s palms flattened on the counter, and he leaned forward, hovering over my nipple.

“That’s right, Pet, don’t think,” Asher murmured against my skin. His sweet breath caressed my areola. The hair on my body stood on end and then he sank his teeth in.

Crying out, I jerked against the stiff hold. I couldn’t see it, but I could feel liquid trickling down my collarbone and making its way down between my boobs.

God, my own blood traveling down my body shouldn’t feel as erotic as it did.

I shuddered and another wave of need throbbed through my core. I needed to be touched. Writhing to get Ren’s fingers to move over my weeping core proved unsuccessful. Asher’s grip fastened on my hip, stilling my movements.

I felt like I would go crazy.

Sliding my hand to my pussy, I pressed on the needy sex and rolled the hard nub.

“Oh,” I whined, but before I could lose myself, Ren caught my hand and forced it to his unfairly hard stomach. I felt up his muscles through his shirt. He lifted his head, leaving my wounds open and dripping. His chest pumped up and down a few times.

Asher straightened, his smile painted red. Inch by inch, he lifted himself until he stood straight, standing at the end of the counter, scanning the entirety of my bare body with a satisfied glint to his blue eyes.

“Such a pretty sight,” Asher murmured. I dropped my gaze to see what had him so riveted. Lines of blood marked the inner swells of my breasts, leading down over the soft curve of mybelly and down my pussy. Asher’s long, pale fingers smeared the blood on my mound and dragged it over my clit. I gasped.

I thrust up to get more of his touch, but he moved away with a sly grin. He dipped and licked the trail of blood, stopping shy of the spot aching with need. He moved to the left, kissing down to my knee. Asher’s hair tickled my thigh.

I cried out in frustration, bunching Ren’s shirt harder. Ren groaned deep, gutturally. He took my wrist and slowly unclasped my hand. Stern and demanding. A step later and he was beside Asher, staring between my legs.

I sucked in a breath, in time for Ren to shallowly slide his finger inside me. He swirled once and lifted glistening fingers. My need mixed with the blood Asher had smeared. He sucked them clean in a swift move, humming as he did it.

So quickly, he lowered until his tongue lashed across my clit. I sucked in a breath, my lungs refusing to work.

One dark haired and the other light haired. Night and day but so individual and beautiful.