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A foreign sound escapes me, accompanied by a violent tremble that nearly buckles my knees.

Neverhave I experienced such intensity. Suchinsanity.

Another unintelligible noise leaves my mouth, only to be swallowed by Bane.

“Fucking delicious,” Nox murmurs, his voice somehow carrying above the showerheads raining down around us. “And so damn wet.”

Bane hums against my mouth, his thumb stroking my neck. “Of course she is,” he replies, his voice husky. “She’s perfect.”

“She’s ours,” Nox says as his touch circles the heart of my core. “Now let’s see how many fingers you can take, firefly. You’ll need at least three to be ready for Bane.”

CHAPTERTWENTY

BANE

My little flametastes like temptation incarnate.

The way she writhes against me, the way her arms tighten around me, the way her tongue dances with mine—it’s all enough to bring me close to the edge before I’m even inside her.

But I can’t pull away or hold back.

She’s addictive. A fiery light that draws me in like a moth.

I want her more than I want to breathe.

And I know Nox feels the same way.

Fallon clings to me as he fucks her with his fingers, his actions intentional.

Just like I know his mouth is drawing her closer to the orgasmic edge, inching her into an oblivion that may shatter us all.

But he won’t let her come until I’m buried inside her.

Knowing that has me grinning against her eager mouth, my hand roaming along her curves as I hold her to me with my opposite palm around her nape. “Do you like what he’s doing to you, lass?” I ask my darling flame. “Is he making you burn?”

“Yes.” She shivers. “I like what both of you are doing to me.”

My smile grows. “Good answer, sweet flame.”

“Good answer indeed,” Nox echoes, causing her to jolt. Likely because he spoke the words against her clit. “She’s ready.”

“Mmm.” I nip her bottom lip. “Do you remember what Nox said about sitting on my lap?”

She nods, her green irises swirling with lust as she gazes up at me with a love-drunk expression. “Yes.”

“Good lass,” I praise her. “I’m going to sit on the shower bench, then I want you to face Nox and slide into my lap.”

“And as you do so, Bane is going to slowly guide his cock into your sweet heat,” Nox adds. “Then, once you’re seated to the hilt, I’m going to devour your pussy while he fucks you.”

Fallon’s eyelashes flutter, her cheeks blossoming with a beautiful shade of pink. “Oh.”

I study her. “Oh, yes? Or oh, no?”

“Yes,” she says instantly, that word one I’ll never tire of hearing from her beautiful lips.

I kiss her in response, rewarding her honesty with a subtle swipe of my tongue, then I step backward toward the bench along the wall of the shower. It’s all made of marble, but it’s warm from the steam produced by our prolonged time beneath the hot water.

I sit down while she watches me from beneath hooded eyes, her expression hungry as I give my throbbing shaft a solid stroke. “I’m very ready for you, Fallon.”