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CHAPTER 20

brYNN

The bond was a wild thing. Not only was my own heart hurting watching my alphas cry and deal with the whiplash they felt from reading the letter from their uncle, but I could physically feel their emotions bouncing off the bond like a tornado, hurricane, and earthquake all rolled into one. At some point very soon, we’d need to figure out how to tamp this down, because I wasn’t sure feeling each other to this degree was sustainable, but at the moment, all I could worry about was how to make my alphas better.

I couldn’t imagine what they were going through. Thinking they were all alone, all this time while deep in the shadows, their uncle was secretly supporting them? I tried to imagine what I’d feel if I suddenly learned my mom set aside somewhere for me to be safe but never told me, never came to find me. Honestly, I’d probably be pissed. Where was she for all those years when I was struggling to survive, when I needed her the most?

Somewhere in the whirlwind of emotions the twins were feeling there was definitely anger. Or at least I was pretty sure it was theirs and not mine, sometimes it was hard to tell. They were pissed that their uncle took the cowardly way out. He didn’t stand up for them when they were all alone facing a daunting sentence, the betrayal of their sister, and the full weight of the most powerful gang in the city. Instead, he fixed up a house that they’d probably never see.

Though, I had to say he did an awesome job. I never lived somewhere this nice in my life, and the nest…I couldn’t even think about that without being on the verge of tears. I never even dreamed of having a nest to call my own before. It was intimidating and would take some time to get used to.

I turned to my two mates who still looked fucking shell-shocked, staring at nothing. I twisted so I was on my knees between them on the couch and facing them, I cupped each of their faces.

“What do you need from me?”

Reeve came to life first, blinking slowly. He covered my hand with his. “Just this. You. Just being here is enough.”

“I’ll always be here.” As I said the words I was struck by the truth of them. This was where I was meant to be, with Riven and Reeve. Not because I would’ve died without the mating bond or because we were running from the law. Deep down in that most primitive part of me, the one I spent a lifetime ignoring, I knew we were three parts of a whole. Reeve and Riven were mine, and I was theirs. Just admitting it settled inside me, like a warm blanket, and I smiled, feeling at peace and happy for the first time in forever.

Reeve cupped my cheek and brought his lips to mine in a deep kiss. I could feel everything through it as he dominated my mouth. I pulled away for air, and then Riven was there kissing me with as much passion and the kind of enthusiasm I associated with him.

“Fuck, I need both of you,” I breathed into his mouth. Reeve’s teeth grazed my neck over the mating bites.

A hand cupped my ass cheek, spreading it, fingers pressed up against my hole. My dick was still mostly soft, but that was okay. I rocked my hips forward, whining when my cock felt nothing but air. I wanted their hands on it, but since neither were paying it any attention, I decided to take matters into my own hands, literally. I hadn’t even gotten halfway there when Riven reacted, and suddenly I was on my stomach on his lap, my dick trapped between his legs.

He squeezed my ass cheek in warning. “I don’t think so, little rabbit. That sweet cock belongs to us. If you want to get off, you go through us.” Riven spit on his hand and then wrapped it around my dick, coating it so there was less friction, and then he squeezed his thighs around my cock, creating a tight fit.

It took my brain precious seconds to snap online, but when it finally did, when I finally realized what he wanted me to do…holy fuck. My cheeks heated with humiliation, but I was already thickening, and a tiny trail of slick leaked out of my hole. In the few sexual interactions we’d had so far, Reeve was always the more dominant one, so to see Riven take over like that? It pushed all my buttons.

Reeve tugged my hair. “What are you waiting for, sweetness? Hump Riv’s thighs for us.”

My moan was embarassing but not as embarassing as how quickly and enthusiastically I followed his order, fucking into the tight space between Riv’s thighs.

Riven and Reeve both sucked in a breath at the exact same moment, and if I wasn’t already so lost in desperation I would’ve laughed. Riv’s thumb breached my hole the next time I thrusted up, and Reeve’s fingers curled in my hair.

Suddenly I was very aware of Reeve’s dick, that was just inches from my face and now standing at attention, hard and angry. Reeve was lightly fisting it but that wasn’t enough. I needed to get my mouth on it. I tried to reach for it, stretching with my tongue all the way out, but the angle just wasn’t working. I cried out in frustration even as Riven’s thumb reached the knuckle, but it wasn’t enough, nothing was enough.

Reeve flashed me a sympathetic look, patting my hair. “What’s the matter, sweetness? Do you need something?”

“Ugh, I need your cock! Please, Reeve. Please alpha!” I wasn’t above begging, anything to get it in my mouth immediately.

His thumb brushed across my cheek. “Such a needy little thing.”

Thank fuck he didn’t tease any longer, because I probably would’ve screamed. He adjusted his position so he was kneeling on the couch cushion, and then he was guiding my head onto his cock head, and I could cry from happiness.

“Fuck, Brynn,” Riven whispered, almost worshipful. He had replaced his thumb with two deliciously thick digits. It wasn’t as good as his cock, but I’d take it, as I picked up my pace, fucking his thighs with everything I had.

Reeve was controlling my head, moving it in the rhythm he wanted and whispering nonsense praise. He kept his hips mostly still, using my mouth as a cocksleeve, his hips only rocking occasionally mostly involuntarily. Riven’s free hand wrapped around his cock.

“C’mon, sweetness, come all over my brother. Show us how desperate you are.”

I cried around his cock just as it touched the back of my throat. I nearly gagged but managed to get a hold of it. Riven twisted his fingers inside me, nailing my prostate. Reeve’s hips faltered, and I got a taste of his salty precum.

It was too much. Sensory fucking overload. My eyes rolled in the back of my head, and then I was coming all over the really nice leather couch and Riven’s thigh.

It was a chain reaction. My throat constricted around Reeve’s cock, and then he was shooting down my throat, his fingers tightening in my hair, burning beautifully. I could watch him chase his pleasure all fucking day, the way his eyes fluttered closed, the way his lips parted slightly, and how he panted silently. The way his abs flexed. I vowed to memorize each moment and make sure he repeated that exact look over and over.

Then I could no longer pay attention to anything, because he had a huge fucking load, and it took all my concentration to focus on swallowing as much as I could. Underneath me, Riven thrusted up, fucking his own cock, and causing my poor over sensitive dick to get even more friction, and then his warm release was covering my side and my back.

I couldn’t see his face from this angle, but I would. I’d memorize his expressions as well. It suddenly became my life goal, to give these two men as much pleasure as I could manage.

Reeve slipped out of my mouth and fell back into a sitting position. Just in time too, because I couldn’t keep my head up for another second. I all but collapsed into his lap. Smiling softly as he immediately began playing with my hair. Riven removed his fingers from inside me, but I didn’t get a chance to complain before he was scooping up his release from my side and then pushing it inside my hole.

I closed my eyes, completely happy and satisfied and stuffed full.

I must’ve dozed off, because next thing I knew, I was in Riven’s arms. “Mhmmmm,” I complained while also burying my head into Riv’s neck and latching on.

He chuckled and patted my flank. “Just getting cleaned up, little rabbit. Then we’ll get some sleep. We can deal with everything tomorrow.”

That sounded perfect to me.

I was suddenly exhausted and more than content to let Riven and Reeve handle everything. I only opened my eyes enough to take in a small but very clean bathroom and a walk-in shower that definitely wasn’t big enough for all three of us. I closed my eyes again. I’d let them figure it out.

My eyes snapped open when warm water hit my back, and Riven had the audacity to try and put me on my feet. I tightened my hold around him and latched onto his neck even harder. I heard someone laughing, but I wasn’t sure who.

“Just hold him, Riv. I’ll get him cleaned, then wash myself real quick. Then we’ll switch so you can shower.” Sounded perfect to me.

I let myself drift as a warm soap washcloth rinsed me off. I didn’t even fully wake up when fingers entered my hole again, “just to get me clean.” At some point they did switch, because it was Reeve who was carrying me out of the bathroom and drying me with a really soft towel. None of us bothered with clothes, hell I didn’t even know what we had in the way of clothes. He just put me in the middle of a bed and wrapped the covers around me.

The bed shifted, and Reeve pulled away.

“Don’t leave,” I cried.

There was a soft sound, and then chapped lips kissing the side of my head. “Shh, sweetness. I was just going to check on Riven.”

I guess that was okay. I didn’t want Riven to feel left out.

“I don’t feel left out, baby. I’m right here.” Riven? Wait, did I say that out loud?

“We really fucked him out, huh?” Was that Reeve? It was getting harder to tell them apart, which sucked, because I always wanted to be able to tell them apart.

“Shh, sweetness, just rest. We’re right here.”

The bed dipped again, and then two strong sets of arms were around me. I was surrounded by the scent of caramel and apple and some generic soap, and it was fucking perfect. If I could sleep like this every night, I’d die happy.

I was vaguely aware of my mouth latching onto something, and one of the twin’s breath hitched, but I was already too lost in sleep to worry about it.