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I surge my hips forward, but it’s a struggle, her cunt even tighter now that Vaelor’s filling her ass. Helpless little noises escape her as she screws her face up, mouth pressed into a thin line.

“Relax,” I snap, a crack of sound that has her eyes flying open in fright. I press my forehead to hers, my wolf rumbling out a purr that seems to settle Felicity, her body going languid, letting me force the rest of my length inside her. “That’s it,” I breathe. “Look at you, taking two cocks inside your tight little body. You were made for us.”

“Yeah, she was,” Vaelor grunts. I groan as his cock rubs up against mine, only a thin membrane separating us. We’ve shared girls in the past, but never like this. “Holy shit.” His jaw is clenched so tightly, I’ll be surprised if he doesn’t crack a molar. “Fuck. This is gonna be over fast. I can’t…”

He doesn’t have to say it. Not when it’s been over twoyears of only using our own hands. I grunt out an agreement, but— “Need to mark her first.”

He goes still, and I follow his lead, feeling his length throbbing against mine. Felicity is pinned between us, feral little sounds escaping her mouth, hips writhing in between us. She’s already adjusted to the overly full feeling, her breathing coming out in sharp, needy pants.

“You sure that’s a good idea?” he asks, his expression dubious. I glare at him. “I know it was the plan, but once she realizes what we did?—”

“Are we seriously talking about this now?” I snarl. “You were the one who came up with this plan. We’re not backing out now. Felicity is gonna be spitting mad when she comes back to herself, no matter what. I’m not risking her getting away from us.”

“Slipping her theMireveilis one thing, but forcing a mating mark on her…” I check to see if Felicity’s listening, but she’s a million miles away—especially when I start furiously rubbing her clit again. “We can’t take that back.”

“Good,” I say, meaning it. “I won’t let her run from us again.”

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

felicity

I’m a haze of sensation—burning, stretching, aching,ecstasy. Pain and pleasure have become one, every single one of my nerve endings sending sparks surging through my bloodstream.

It feels like an out-of-body experience, where nothing belongs to me anymore. This body is no longer mine, controlled and used bythemwhile I hover above, watching as they fill me up.

I feel it all, though.

A rolling movement jars me, pulling Vaelor’s cock from my ass as Connor rolls to his back, yanking me on top of him. It’s a relief, that biting pain of Vaelor stretching me open disappearing. But the reprieve is short-lived as he kneels between mine and Connor’s legs, the blunt head of his dick ruthlessly pressing back into me.

I cry out as Vaelor surges forward, his hips smacking into my cheeks and sending me crashing forward onto Connor’s torso,hisdick digging even deeper.

I arch away from the sensation, but it pushes me backinto Vaelor as he forces his entire length into me, spearing me until I swear I can feel him in my guts.

I’m trapped, surrounded with no escape. Connor wraps his arms around me like vines, trapping me against his chest. “Stop!” I cry out desperately, panicked, sure that they’re tearing me in two. “Too much! I can’t?—”

“Yes, you fuckin’ can,” Connor snaps, even as Vaelor croons in my ear, “Be our good girl, Princess.”

My chest is hot, my lungs burning for air that I can’t quite draw in, my mind fuzzy with desire. They’re filling me up, claiming an ownership over me that will be stamped into my soul. Nothing will ever compete with this pleasurable pain.

Unable to withstand it, I sink back into the hazy relief of the heat, a low purr escaping me as I writhe against them. No longer fighting the sensations. Letting the current drag me along.

“That’s it,” Connor growls, claws pricking my skin where he’s clutching me. “Fuck us, Starling.”

And I want to.

Or more, I wantthemto fuckme.

I don’t wantgentleoreasy, not like it was with Dizzy. I want their domination and rough hands, the bruises and their teeth, the instinctive knowledge that even when they break me apart, they’ll put me back together.

I want that power of knowing they can’t live without me. That theyneedto fill me as much as I need them to do it. I want my insides coated with their essence, cum dripping from me, my damp skin smelling of them.

I want to belong to someone who wants me just as much.

I want their desire, their obsession.

“Where’d you go?” Vaelor whispers, even as they startthrusting in tandem, one surging forward just as the other pulls back. “Stay with us, Princess.”

Connor captures my chin, peering into my face, his lips kicking up. “She’s good,” he says. “Aren’t you, Starling?” I nod, unable to stop myself, and he huffs out a quiet laugh. “Fuck yeah, you are.”