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KHALIL

“ H and me that foot, would you, Sunshine?”

Aurelia gags as she lifts Pete’s severed right foot from the black tarp and offers it to Seth. “I think I’m going to be sick.”

Holding the head of the man who tried to take what was ours, I finally succeed in pulling out a particularly stubborn upper molar with pliers, and then my gaze flicks toward Aurelia. “I told you to wait in the tent.”

“You also tried to leave me at the cabin when we picked up the supplies, and my answer is the same, Khalil.” Her bravado falters when Thorin tosses a torso onto the tarp, adding it to the growing pile of limbs. “I just don’t understand how this happened,” she says quietly. “Pete seemed so nice.”

“There’s no such thing as a nice guy,” Thorin remarks as he stands and wipes the blood from his hands with the cloth hanging from his back pocket. “There are only wolves and wolves in sheep’s clothing.”

“My dad was nice,” Aurelia counters proudly.

“Oh, yeah?” Thorin laughs dryly. “Tell me about him. What did he do for a living?”

Her brows dip. “He drove trucks.”

“And before that?”

“Sold drugs,” she mumbles reluctantly. “But—”

“You don’t need to defend him to me, wolf. He loved you, and you loved him. That’s all that matters. What he did to survive and to provide doesn’t mean he wasn’t a good man. He just wasn’t a nice guy.”

“And they’re different?”

“Very.”

For some reason, Aurelia looks at me. Maybe she thinks I’m less jaded than Thorin because she asks, “What do you think, Khalil? Do you agree with Thorin that nice guys don’t exist?”

I don’t respond right away.

I’m stuck thinking about my own dad, who I haven’t seen or spoken to in nine years other than the occasional letter so that he doesn’t think I’m dead—sans return address, of course.

My dad is a religious man, a family man, and a workaholic. He’s quick to smile, works every day at the construction company he built from nothing, pays his taxes and tithes on time, takes care of my mom, took care of me, and is a respected member of the community.

Does that mean he doesn’t have skeletons in his closet?

I can’t bring myself to say no and believe it.

Before Zeke disappeared, before the three of us ran to this corner of nowhere, before Aurelia, I never saw myself doing any of the things I’ve done. There’s still a chance we’ll leave this mountain one day. I could get married, have kids, start a desk job at some dead-end job, and be on a first-name basis with my neighbors. And no one, except my brothers, will ever know the atrocities we committed before that.

I once thought I was a nice guy—a normal guy.

Ripping the last molar out of Jonah’s mouth, I toss his head onto the pile and watch it roll, feeling nothing but a bone-deep satisfaction that I’d kept my woman safe.

Apparently not.

“I think if there are, they won’t stay that way for long.”

“Hmmm. I’m afraid to ask. Seth?”

My gaze travels to him in time to see him shudder. “I’ve never met a nice guy.”

“What about me?” Aurelia asks. “Do you think I’m nice?”

“I think you’re perfect.”

Aurelia glowers at his nearly skillful evasion. “That doesn’t answer my question.”

Seth steps down from the log where he had been twirling Sam’s head on his finger like a basketball. “Is that what you want, Sunshine? To be a good girl?”

She doesn’t even have to think about it. “No. God, no. Tried that. Hated it.”

“Ah. You want to be bad.”

Aurelia bites into her lip and gives the smallest nod.

Seth crouches in front of her where she sits crossed-legged on the blanket he laid out for her as if we’re at a picnic. “I picked flowers for you, you know.”

“Really?” Her brown eyes brighten. “Where are they?”

“They died.”

“Oh.” Aurelia looks faintly amused as she stares back at Seth. “Well, it’s the thought that counts, I guess.”

“This is better.” Seth holds out the head he’s still holding.

Aurelia’s brows shoot up. “You’re giving me a severed head?”

“I was thinking that once all the skin falls off, we can turn it into a vase. To hold all the flowers I promise to pick for you again.”

Thorin and I make eye contact when Aurelia’s gaze softens, and she nervously takes the head from him. “Seth…I love it.”

Jesus, fuck, she’s just as crazy as him.

“Aurelia, you can’t keep the head,” I tell her.

“Why not?”

“Because it’s evidence?”

“But, Khalil—”

“I said no, baby.”

Seth leans over and whispers something to her that I can’t hear, and Aurelia giggles. When her eyes find mine before flicking away when she sees me watching, I know those bitches are talking about me.

I’m still staring at her when Aurelia hands the head back to Seth and stands. I don’t look away as she walks over to me and places her hand on my right shoulder.

My hands are covered in blood, so I don’t touch her, but God, I want to.

Instead, I hold very still and let her do what she wants to me. Aurelia moves to stand behind me, and then her other hand finds my left shoulder and starts massaging.

“You’re tense, Khalil. Did I do something?”

“No.”

“ Can I do something?”

Fuck it.

Reaching behind me, I pull Aurelia back around to my front, where I can see her. “You can start by telling me what the hell happened on that ice. What changed, Aurelia?”

Thorin pauses from loading the body parts into the steel vat that we plan to turn into a pressurized cooker, using lye to dissolve the bodies. It won’t be pretty. There’s any number of things that could cause the sheriff to suspect foul play, but there’s nothing to link us back to the drifters, so it won’t matter.

But if the cops find even one hair of Aurelia’s, we’re fucked.

“What do you mean?”

Thorin, not as willing to be coy, answers. “Aurelia and I made a deal.”

“What kind of deal?”

“I agreed to stay and be yours on the condition that I’m no longer a prisoner.”

“Okay…”

“That means the tracker comes off, and the punishments stop.”

“How do we know you won’t run?”

“You don’t. You just have to trust me.”

“Trust you…”

“Like I’m trusting you not to make me regret it.”

“And if we say yes?” Holding her hips, I lean forward and kiss her belly. “That means your ours, Goldilocks—no bullshit, no tricks, and no take backs. You’re in this one hundred percent until the day you die and every day after because just try to stop us from following you. All of you, Goldilocks. We want everything.”

Aurelia and Thorin exchange a look, and then he smirks. “Told you.”

“Yes, Khalil,” Aurelia says softly. She places blood-stained hands on my cheeks and then leans forward to kiss me. “I’m yours.”

Unable to resist, I pull her into my lap. “Are you sure you’re ready for that?”

“Do you really care if I am?”

A nice guy would.

But I’m not a nice guy.

“Seth, bring me the tool bag.” While Seth gets the tools, I stand and let Aurelia take my place on the log. When he brings it over, I remove the smallest screwdriver from the bag and unscrew the metal bracelet.

It falls into the snow with a thud, and I hold Aurelia’s gaze as I massage the tender flesh around her ankle. I remember what I said to her after I put it on the first time.

“Does it hurt?”

“Yes.”

“Good.”

I remember the conflicted look in her eyes when the tracker was locked in place, and she realized she could run but couldn’t hide from us—when she knew she was trapped. She wanted it but resented the feeling.

There’s only one emotion present now.

“You want something, Aurelia. Do you want to tell me, or do you want me to take it?”

“I said that I am yours, Khalil. You can do whatever you want to me. I won’t fight you.”

“Not even a little?”

Warmed by the fire, she’s not wearing her coat, so I can see her nipples harden through her shirt. “Well, maybe a little.”

I hear Thorin sliding the lid of the vat into place, and I look over my shoulder to see the tarp has been cleared. Seth is folding it up while Thorin secures the barrel.

“We done here?” I’ve never been so eager to get home before.

“Yeah.” Thorin glances up at the gray sky, and I do, too. “But it’s going to rain soon. We should stay another night.”

“I never want to see another dead body again,” Aurelia says when we enter the tent with Seth a few hours later. She drops down on Thorin’s sleeping bag with a groan since he decided to do some reconnaissance before bed instead of joining us.

It’s taken us all day to dispose of the drifters and clean the scene, and now we’re all exhausted, cold, and moody as hell.

“Now that you’re one of us, you might see a few more.”

I smile when she glares at me, but the scowl slowly fades after a few seconds when I pull my hair from the tie.

I took my braids out when we bathed earlier, using water from the frozen lake, so my curly hair is now wet and loose around my shoulders. Aurelia eyes me like I’m a piece of meat, which makes me want to drop to my knees and worship her. It’s been a long time since a woman has looked at me like that, and I never particularly noticed it then as much as I do when it’s Aurelia.

“What?”

“Nothing. I was just wondering…who braids your hair?”

“I do. And Thorin when I can convince him.” When she raises her brows in surprise, I laugh and answer the question before she can ask it. “We don’t even have a TV, Goldilocks. We’ve had a lot of time on our hands over the last decade, and we get bored a lot. I taught myself, and then I taught Thorin. It was just another way to pass the time.”

“What about Zeke?”

“He tried but could never sit still long enough to learn.”

“I see,” she answers simply and then goes back to ogling my hair. “I could braid it for you sometime. If you want.”

“I want,” I answer quickly.

Aurelia leans back on her elbows as she fights a smile and loses. It’s small but flirty and spreads the longer we stare at one another. Seth crawls onto the bedroll next to her and places a hand on her naked thigh since all she’s wearing is one of my spare shirts.

“Khalil’s got a nice body, doesn’t he, Sunshine?”

“Yeah,” she says with an appreciative sigh. Her gaze becomes unfocused again but never leaves my body, even as Seth traces shapes higher and higher on her thigh.

“Look at those abs,” Seth coos when his hand disappears up the shirt’s hem. Aurelia sucks in a breath while staring at my stomach, and I know he’s touching her pussy. “I bet you want to see more…” Her gaze shifts to meet Seth’s, and a divot between her brows appears, but I can’t see what he’s doing to her under that fucking shirt. “Don’t you?”

“Yes.”

“I’ve got a better idea,” I say as I drop to my knees on the sleeping mats in front of them. “Lift your shirt and spread your legs.”

Aurelia hesitates when her nerves overcome her and even tries to change the subject. “W-where’s Th-thorin?”

“He went to make sure you’re safe,” Seth answers. “Now, do as Khalil says.”

Gaze dropping, she reaches for the hem and lifts it slowly. She peers up at me with a guilty expression when it clears her pussy, and I can finally see two of Seth’s fingers already lodged deep inside.

“Is this what you wanted to see?” Seth asks me.

“Hell yeah.”

“You see how sexy you are?” he asks Aurelia as he casually tunnels his fingers in and out. I fall into a trance as I watch his fingers sink inside and her lower lips part for him. Her pussy is so wet that even if I were blind, I would still know he was fucking her. “Khalil’s drooling, baby. He wants to taste you more than anything.” When she parts her legs even more at the thought of my mouth on her, Seth adds a third finger, and she whimpers. “One day soon, I’m going to give you all five. Would you like that?”

“All f-f-five?” Aurelia stutters. “You mean…” At Seth’s grave nod, Aurelia snaps her legs closed, and I pry them right back open. Her panicked gaze bounces between us before settling on the person who caused her distress. “Seth Cura, I will not under any circumstances allow you to fist me.”

Seth hums his amusement at her refusal while I distract Aurelia by lifting my shirt over her head. She wears our clothes so damn well that I never want to see her in anything else. Well, except for that costume that makes her look like a dirty milkmaid. Jesus, she even has the jugs for it.

Her breasts are bared for us now, and Seth wastes no time wrapping his lips around her nipple. He traps it between his teeth, and Aurelia jerks when he pulls her nipple taut, stretching it out until her mouth falls open.

“Oh, fuck. Seth.”

She shoves her fingers in his hair and grips the strands tight, but her gaze flies to me when I lie down on my stomach between her thighs and yank her wide hips closer to me. Sensing what I’m after, Seth removes his hand from between her legs to palm her other tit with his wet fingers.

Aurelia looks nervous all of a sudden. “Khalil?”

“Tell me again that you’re really ours,” I demand.

Seth frees her nipple from his teeth to stare down at her while he waits for her answer, too. Aurelia swallows, and I worry for a moment that she’s going to take it all back. Or that I was dreaming earlier when she said it.

“I’m yours.”

My tongue darts out, and I lick her clit. “No more running?”

“I’m yours,” she repeats with a desperate lilt, and I flick her clit a second time.

“You sure?”

The last thing I expect is for her to release Seth’s hair and grab mine with a vicious pull that brings my mouth closer to her sex. “Do not tease me, Khalil.”

Damn.

“Give it to her,” Seth urges as he pries her fingers from my hair and moves behind her. “She’s earned it.”

Yes, she has.

Palming the back of her thighs, I fold her legs in half until her ass and pussy are upturned, and then I dive in with a growl.

“Khalil, fuck,” Aurelia yelps at the first swipe of my tongue. “Ohmygod, ohmygod, ohmygod…”

Knowing that she’s been aching for it all day, I don’t ease her into it.

No more teasing.

No more fucking waiting.

I swirl my tongue through her arousal while I rip open my pants and pull my dick out for some relief. When my mouth returns to her clit, her thighs tense, and her head drops back on Seth’s abs.

“Nah. Watch him eat that pussy.”

Peering up, I see Seth gripping her hair, keeping her head up and lust-drunk gaze on me as I devour her cunt. She’s still fighting it, and since I can’t have that, I sit up, lifting Aurelia’s hips as I go until her body is suspended in the air like a bridge between Seth and me. Her head rests on Seth’s shoulder now while her legs drape mine.

Only then do I ease my tongue inside her pussy, and as I expected, her body convulses, and she tries to stop me from tongue fucking that pussy but can’t.

She’s completely at our mercy.

With Seth’s help holding her up and her legs wrapped around my neck, I’m even able to stroke my dick while I worship our girl. She’s so fucking sweet. Her scent fills my nose until it becomes impossible for me to want her more than I do now.

The sounds she makes as I feast on her pushes me too close to the edge, and just as I’m about to fall, she comes with the sharpest cry, and I let go of my dick to keep her secure and safe while she loses herself to the feeling.

I’m still kissing and licking and taking everything she gives me when she finally settles.

Carefully, I set Aurelia’s limp body on the sleeping bag and gesture for Seth to join me. There’s a quizzical furrow on his brow as he crawls down the sleeping bag and sprawls on his side next to me.

“Goldilocks,” I call once he’s in place. She’s already half asleep but becomes more alert when I say, “We’re going to go again.”

“What.” She snaps her legs closed. “No. I can’t. I—”

“Seth needs to learn.”

“But—”

“Are we going to have to tie you down?”

Shivering at my firm tone and still looking nervous, she shakes her head and relaxes.

“Open that pussy up for Seth, sweetheart.”

Aurelia does what I ask and hooks her arms under her knees before pulling her legs wide. Her lower lips spread like flower petals, and Seth swears.

“God, it’s so pretty.”

“Yes, it is, and it’s yours to eat, Seth.”

Sensitive after her orgasm, Aurelia jerks when Seth steals his first taste. His eyes bug in alarm, and then he looks up at me to see if he did something wrong.

“She’ll get over it. Keep going.”

“Okay.”

“Hold your fucking legs open,” I bark when I notice Aurelia trying to ease them closed.

“You’re torturing me,” she whines.

“Legs open, mouth shut,” I amend. “Go ahead, Seth.”

He licks her pussy again, and Aurelia’s body trembles, but she doesn’t complain. Her eyes are closed, and her head is turned away as she holds her thighs open for Seth and lets him have his way. He takes his time exploring her while I palm the back of Seth’s head as he feasts on her, directing him where to go and controlling how much pressure he applies.

“Like this?”

“Yeah, you’re doing so good, Seth. You see all that cream leaking out of our girl’s pussy?” He nods. “That’s for you. Lick it up.”

Seth is a quick learner, so I let go of his head, and he groans before putting his whole face in it. Stroking my dick, I watch him lap at her pussy without mercy. Whenever I feel my balls tighten, I slow my strokes, keeping myself on the brink, but I don’t let myself come.

Finally, Aurelia breaks her stubborn silence, wailing so loud a wolf howls in the distance, and I nearly blow my load like an amateur.

“Oh, God, yes. Seth!” I smirk when he attacks her clit, and she starts throwing that pussy at him. “Right there, right there, right there. Fuck!” Aurelia’s back bows, and she comes again while Seth continues to kiss her pussy. When her lush body relaxes, and her beautiful brown skin is coated in a sheen of sweat, Aurelia raises a languid hand and pushes Seth’s head away. “Seth, baby, please,” she pleads breathlessly.

He sits up and stares down at her like she’s too good to be true.

I know the feeling.

Rising to my knees and moving behind him, I undo Seth’s pants before reaching inside and pulling his dick out. He’s already hard, but I give it a couple of quick tugs before guiding him to our girl’s swollen pussy. Seth flexes his hips once he’s in place and sinks inside her with a groan that vibrates through his body and mine.

“Jesus, she’s so fucking tight.”

“I know.”

And to think, she’s all ours…

To ruin as we will.

“Fuck her good, brother,” I whisper to him so she can’t hear. “I want her comatose.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.” I move my hand so Seth can get balls deep, and then I reclaim my dick.

I can’t stop thinking about the night I fucked her while she was out of it. I never thought it’d be my kink, but here I am, dying to do it again.

I watch over Seth’s shoulder as he does as I ask and rides her hard. He pounds that pretty pussy to a lovely red pulp, but any sounds Aurelia makes is trapped under the hand Seth has around her throat. He pins her to the tent’s floor and makes her take it while she holds onto his hips and asks for more.

“God, you…fuck it so…good, baby,” Seth babbles. “Wish I could…take you with me…when I…sleep. Just you and me, Sunshine. Would you like that? Huh? We could make each other feel so…fucking…good.”

Aurelia mewls, her heavy breasts bouncing and swaying from the rough movements. I fall into a trance as I watch the two of them. I’m still watching them when Seth’s thrusting hips stutter to a stop, and he comes with a hoarse shout.

He doesn’t move until he’s done unloading his cum, and then he drops onto his bedroll beside her to catch his breath. Since Seth came so quickly, Aurelia is still awake, though barely.

It bodes well that she’s not tapping out early like before. With three cocks to service, Aurelia needs to be able to take more than she can handle.

Got to get that pussy used to us.

Shoulder to shoulder, Aurelia and Seth share a lazy kiss while he reaches over to play with her pussy.

I’m a patient man, so I move to lie on her other side, but Seth has other plans.

“Go sit on Khalil’s cock. I want you to keep it warm while you suck me off.”

Jesus.

Before I can reach for her—because fuck yes to that plan—Aurelia crawls on top of me, and we share a passionate kiss until our lips are swollen and raw. Only then do I turn her around to face Seth. He’s standing over us now, soft cock in hand as he lazily strokes it back to hard.

Aurelia places her hand on my abs as she lifts her hips and guides me to her. Looking over her shoulder, Aurelia holds my gaze as she slowly sinks down on me. My toes immediately curl, feeling her warm, tight walls hug me like a glove. I can feel Seth there, too, easing the way.

Her lashes lower when her pussy flutters around me, and then she moans. “Oh, God, Khalil. Yes.”

“Goldi—” I grunt, my head falling back when she stuffs more of me inside her little cunt. “Fuck.”

Aurelia stops just shy of taking all of me, and then her focus leaves me as she turns back to Seth and reaches for him.

Seth swats her hand away from his cock and says, “All the way down.”

“But—”

“Aurelia.”

They have a staring contest, and when Seth perks a brow, I feel my dick being wordlessly swallowed by more of her warmth.

Aurelia makes a startled sound because I’m fucking hung, and then Seth says, “Good fucking girl. How does that dick feel?”

“He’s so hard.”

My dick twitches inside her pussy, because, yeah, I am.

“That’s for you, Sunshine. Do you know what you do to us?”

Aurelia shakes her head.

“You make us wish we could go back in time…find you sooner,” I answer. “Nine years without you, Goldilocks.”

“That’s three thousand three hundred and fifty-five days too long,” Seth says. He’s fucking insane at math, so he probably added it down to the day we left, accounting for leap years and all.

Had we met Aurelia even a moment sooner, we would have dragged her along with us to this corner of nowhere. She would have been our captive no matter how we met.

“Well, you have me now, so don’t fuck it up,” she warns as she begins to bounce on my dick. The movement causes her tits to jiggle, so she holds them up with both palms.

Seth’s gaze snaps to them and heats. I can see the moment he shifts gears.

Spitting in his palm, Seth strokes himself, getting his long cock nice and wet before he slips right in, slotting his long, veiny cock between her gorgeous tits. Aurelia moans from Seth fucking her tits and starts riding me faster. Seth’s eyes glow with excitement as he stares down at her. She’s literally his every fantasy come true. She’s all of ours and more perfect than even we could have imagined.

“Stick out your tongue, beautiful baby.”

Aurelia does as he asks, and the bulbous head of his cock slides across the tip of her flattened tongue on his next upstroke. Aurelia doesn’t make a sound, but I can feel her reaction the moment she tastes the salty tip. Her pussy strangles my dick so hard that we both become paralyzed from it.

“Shit, fuck, shit, fuck, shit, fuck.” Squeezing my eyes closed, I try to ride through it without coming because I have my own fantasy that I am still waiting to make a reality.

When Seth groans, I open my eyes again to the sight of Aurelia’s head bobbing up and down as she sucks him off now. I’m content to watch them for a little while, but then something green and acidic rises in my chest, and I skim a hand over her plump ass.

“Goldilocks.”

It’s all that needs to be said.

Her wide hips start moving again as she deep throats Seth, and just like that, I’m placated. I’m a demanding, jealous bastard, but Aurelia has proven time and again more than capable of managing us.

She’s a little too fucking good at it, but right now, control is the last thing I care about.

Seth is no better.

I can see the three words he’s practically itching to say, but his next breath punches out of him. Aurelia releases his cock, and she must hold out her tongue for him to deposit his load because I can see his arm furiously pumping as he comes.

The moment Seth’s done, he stumbles back a couple of steps. His legs are no longer capable of holding him up, and he falls on his ass.

Rising to my knees and bringing Aurelia with me, I wrap my arm around her waist to keep me inside her and grab her chin. Turning her face around, I tongue her down before she can swallow, and just as I suspected, it drives her crazy.

She sobs into my mouth and starts bouncing on my dick again.

Our knees dig into the sleeping bag as I return her eager thrusts. Across from us, Seth is sprawled out with his softening cock lying on his thigh. He watches us swap his salty cum through lowered lids, his glistening abs contracting as he tries to catch his breath.

“You’re a fucking slut for our cocks, aren’t you, Aurelia?”

Her inhale is sharp, and then she’s nodding rapidly. “Oh, God, yes,” she admits on a gasp. “Yes. Don’t stop. Don’t stop. Don’t stop.”

“Are you our whore?” I ask her. When she nods, I decide that’s not good enough. I stop fucking her and tighten my arm around her waist so that she can’t use me, either. My voice is thicker with my complete obsession for her as I ask, “Are you my girl, Goldilocks?”

“Yes, Khalil.” She turns her head to nuzzle her face against mine as the rain relentlessly patters the tent. “I’m your girl.”

“For how long?”

“Always.”

“And forever?”

When she nods with her eyes closed, I know she’s close to giving me what I want. I start fucking her again. And harder this time. I screw another orgasm out of Aurelia, and she passes out in my arms before the last wave passes.

Taking full advantage, I kiss her sweaty shoulder before bending her over. Her soft cheek rests on the bedroll while I lift her hips a little. When she’s in the perfect position for fucking, I pull out before slowly easing back inside.

I fuck her with a few shallow pumps to make sure she’s well and truly out of it, and then I snap my hips and see stars the moment my balls touch her pussy.

Throwing my head back, I mindlessly pound in and out of her.

I’m rough.

Maybe too rough, and that’s what makes it so perfect.

I fuck her however the hell I want. She’ll be a little in the morning, but I’ll take care of that, too. I’ll always take care of her needs.

Unfortunately, I’ve been edging myself the entire time Seth and Aurelia played, so I don’t last.

The tent opens just as I’m dumping my load inside her unprotected pussy, and when I look over my shoulder, I see Thorin stalking inside. He’s soaking wet from the rain, and it looks like the walk hasn’t done shit to his mood or pent-up energy.

Finished coming, I roll over onto my back and leave Aurelia where she is.

Face down, ass up.

My hand pets her flank appreciatively while Thorin’s gaze beelines to her pussy, his blue eyes flaring with heat when he notices mine and Seth’s cum seeping out.

“Don’t waste it,” he snaps.

Rolling my eyes, I reach over and plug her cunt with two fingers to keep our seed from spilling out.

Kinky, paranoid fucker wants her knocked up badly.

It doesn’t matter to Thorin who gets it done. He wants her barefoot and pregnant and completely at our beck and call.

Aurelia still has no idea.

She doesn’t know the half of what she’s signed up for, but she thinks she does, and it almost makes me feel sorry for her. We’re all too much of a selfish bastard to warn her.

“How was your walk?” Seth asks as he crawls into one of the sleeping bags.

Thorin quickly sheds his wet clothes. “Almost froze my nuts off.”

“Lucky you. We’ve got the perfect place to warm your cock.” Seth reaches over and draws Aurelia into his arms. He kisses her forehead and then shifts her around until she’s facing him. Lifting her leg in invitation, he props it on his hip. The position leaves her pussy exposed. Room enough for Thorin to slot his cock right in.

Thorin doesn’t look away as he sheds the last of his clothes.

His dick is already half hard when he climbs onto the sleeping bag behind her while I move to lie at our girl’s feet. Anything comes through that tent, and they’ll have to get through me to get to her.

Thorin isn’t put off by our mingled cum.

He swipes the head of his dick back and forth through the mess we made, and the sound of our desires is obscene in the quiet tent. Finally, when he’s fully hard, he lines up his cock with Aurelia’s warm hole and eases inside. Aurelia’s lips part with a gasp, and her fingers dig into Seth’s arm as Thorin sinks himself to the hilt.

He must hit a spot too deep because Aurelia wakes with a start. “Hmm…wha…?”

“Shh,” Seth immediately soothes. “It’s just Thorin, Sunshine. Open up for him.”

“Thorin?”

“I’m here, wolf. Go back to sleep.”

Aurelia sighs in contentment and then blinks tired eyes as they peer through the darkness before finding me lying at her feet.

“Was I good?”

Aw, fuck me. “Yeah, baby.” Crawling the short distance over to her, I kiss her deeply while she still tastes like Seth. “Thank you for being so perfect. Now, do as Thorin says.”

Aurelia drops her head back on the mat and relaxes. “Okay.”

And that’s how we all fall asleep—Seth holding onto his Sunshine for dear life, Thorin nestled deep inside his wolf, and me guarding my Goldilocks against anything and anyone that might ruin this piece of happiness we’ve stolen for ourselves.

Our second chance.