Page 80 of Heartless

Oberon grabbed one of the two collars from Zarren’s hand and lifted it to his neck. “We’d better do this before we change our minds.”

Zarren lifted his own collar. “Indeed.”

I held my breath, waiting tofeele-v-e-r-y-t-h-i-n-g.

My mates lowered their hands. I watched their collars resize, sink against their skin.

My mind went fuzzy. Warm. Like sinking into a bath…

The connection snapped into place. They were both there, in my mind, warm and sexy and perfect.

I reached up to the single button at the top of one shoulder. That button held everything in place.

I undid the button, let my dress fall to the floor.

I had another fabulous piece of lingerie beneath. This time I’d gone for all black. Thought it looked better with the thigh holster.

“Fuck.” Zarren’s need to claim me was hot and instant. Primal. More than sex, this would cement our future, make sure we would never be separated again.

Oberon’s desire was so different. Not a lightning strike, like Zarren’s. A slow burn, like lava rolling through his body to his cock.

Zarren was undressed first and was rewarded appropriately when I sank to my knees and sucked his hard length in my mouth.

His groan made Oberon move faster, the white-hot pull of my lips around his cock filled all of our minds.

My pussy clenched, wet and empty. Achy.

Zarren lifted me completely and pressed me to his chest. “Mine.”

Oh, yes. Yes. Yes. Yes.

I lifted my legs and placed my ankles up over his hips. “Do it. Fuck me right here.”

Standing up, in the middle of the living area, as Oberon stepped behind me, his hands cupping my ass.

Thiswas what I’d been wanting, waiting for. This was what I needed. Both of them. Surrounding me. Touching me. Consuming my mind and my body until there wasn’t room for anything else.

“You are not ready.”

I rubbed my pussy over the top of Zarren’s cock. He groaned. “Gods, female. We are supposed to pleasure you, not—”

I shifted my hips, my pussy sliding down to envelope him like a greedy little wench.

I leaned back, my side pressed to Oberon’s chest. He kissed me. Consumed me.

Everything was in that kiss. Love. Devotion. Fear. Need.

Exposed. Every emotion, desire and ache laid bare.

“Do your magic thing. Make me ready. I want both of you.” I filled my mind with what I wanted. Zarren’s cock stretching my pussy, thrusting deep and fast. Oberon’s cock in my ass, tight, aching, pushing me over the edge.

I didn’t know which one of them activated the implant in my ass, didn’t care as the warm lubricant filled me, prepared my body for this—for claiming my mates.

Zarren’s gaze locked on my face, studied every blush and sigh and moan as Oberon worked his way inside. Carefully. A bit at a time until we stood locked together, all three of us, finally one.

Oberon rolled my nipples with his fingers. My pussy clenched around Zarren’s cock.

Oberon groaned. “Fuck.”

I used the muscles on my backside to squeeze Oberon’s cock.

Zarren shuddered. “Gods, female.”

This is going to be fun.

So naughty.

You like naughty, remember?

Yes. Yes, I did.