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The shadows bloom inside me, tickling in time with Vhex’s shallow thrusts.

It feels so good.

Warm. Full.

As Remy stretches me to my limit, dark vines coil around my body. His touch is a second skin, claiming me inside and out. Two bold tendrils caress my breasts, then latch my nipples in their tiny mouths.

“Feels divine,” Remy purrs against my throat. “Aren’t you going to invite me inside?”

My ass is in the air and he has more tongues than I can count buried inside me. If that’s not a welcome, I don’t know what is.

I tilt forward onto Vhex, dragging against his bumps and grinding forward on his fin.

My lashes flutter. My voice breaks. “Come in.”

“How sweet.” Remy licks my neck as his body envelops mine. His skin is hotter than normal, his touch electric as his cock teases between my thighs.

Remy’s soul caresses me just as richly as his voice.

His silks reach deeper, his shadows open me wider, and there’s no place left to hide the part of me that’s forever chanting it’s just a job, don’t get carried away.

Just a job, they don’t care, a job, no one cares, they’ll throw me away away away again again again ? —

“Firefly.” Vhex covers my fingers, tightening my grip on his horn. “Stay with me.” His eyes shimmer candy cloud pink. My heart doesn’t know what to do with the soft, reassuring stroke of his soul.

“Stay,” Remy echoes hoarsely. “Don’t hide.” His tip nudges my already full entrance. The shadows still, but his body trembles. His thighs knock against mine, not just with held back tension.

There’s a can’t-be-faked level of concern when his silks burrow in to hug those hidden, aching wisps of my soul.

Sentinels can’t heal Guides, but Vhex and Remy are close to making a miracle.

Their double-coaxing action steals what little breath I have left between Vhex’s constant, subtle thrusts.

“I can’t. I don’t—” I try to look away, but I’m pinned so tight to Vhex, all I see are pink flames.

He strokes my fingers around his horn. “You’re sad? Why?” Confusion chills his heat.

That’s not what I need.

“Not sad. Don’t stop.” I stretch behind me, reaching for Remy. Please, just fuck me until I can’t feel these feelings. “I’m supposed to take care of you.”

“It’s my turn to do the taking.” Remy’s shadows squeeze me tight. His full-body hug doesn’t miss a spot. His arm tightens around my waist. I feel him everywhere from my shoulders to my little toes to the tip of Vhex’s deeply buried cock.

The pressure says I’m here.

A soft kiss teases beneath my ear, and Remy’s hot whisper strokes that super sensitive spot at the edge of my jaw. “Do you want to be taken?”

“Yes.” Please, yes.

“Already.” Vhex tilts his hips, pulsing his cock. “ Taken .”

With a hint of claw, he drags the back of my neck and pulls me to his lips.

I brace, but instead of the competitive kiss I’m expecting, Vhex barely bumps our mouths. His thumb strokes through my hair as he holds me there, staring so deep that his eyes swirl.

His silks are still so damaged, but they make a petting motion that feels like satin wrapping my heart.

I’m too close to watch his smile bloom, but I feel his lips rise. His fang indents my lower lip, and a puff of laughter has lava dancing in his eyes. “See? I took your soul.”

I suck a breath. His fang digs deeper. Not quite drawing blood, not yet, but it’ll happen soon.

I never had a fucking chance.

“Arch for me,” Remy murmurs.

His shadow tongues open me wide and keep me wet. The long, soft, curling strokes drag from deep inside me, and whether accidentally or inevitably, they lick the length of Vhex’s cock.

When Vhex twitches, his claws bite my neck just hard enough.

I arch my back to make room.

“Perfection,” Remy sighs.

Something hotter than the licking shadows presses against my stretched entrance. A flesh-and-blood cock.

I quiver and make the smallest sound. A little “ mmp! ” that can’t be stopped.

“Like a kitten.” Vhex kisses the corner of my mouth. “Will you purr for me?”

I’m about to say no— I swear, I’m a quiet lover —but the shadows spread me wider just in time for Remy’s thrust.

“Oh fuck ,” I moan.

Vhex and Remy harmonize with their own deep groans.

Shadows tease Remy deeper.

Their cocks tighten with the squeeze.

My legs start to shake.

It’s so good.

Not just the pleasure of the stretch, of tongues and textured bumps and the fin coaxing my clit, but their pleasure.

Vhex and Remy are enthralled.

Their thoughts go blank with the same single-focus they have when they monster out, only instead of losing themselves to the darkness, they’ve surrendered to my body and soul.

Remy finds every empty spot inside me as he sheathes his shadow-wrapped cock. His tongues twirl. I writhe between his arms and Vhex’s chest.

Remy doesn’t stop until he bottoms out. His deep breaths rock my thighs.

Hammered with three sets of emotion, three sets of sensation, I can only tremble.

They love my softness and hot, tight grip. When I squeeze, it feels the same as being stroked. I feel the pleasure of both shafts, of both men. Balls tight. Throats thirsty.

And even though they’re solely focused on me, I can feel Vhex twitching from the shadow tongues. Just as much as Remy secretly shivers from the drag against Vhex’s ridges and bumps.

It’s so fucking good, they can’t even hate each other.

Remy starts to move.

He drags out, long and slow. His shadows contract. They deftly retract the pegs of Vhex’s cock, taking full control of where and how I’m fucked.

“Ah,” I gasp as Remy pulls out to all but his tip.

He thrusts back in hard and fast, shadows swelling, licking, filling—even squeezing Vhex to trigger the pump of his springs.

I almost come on the first stroke.

The second, I’m done.

The third.

Holy fucking stars.

“Kiss. Fuck . Wife.” Vhex parts my lips with his fang, still gripping the back of my neck. “ Iris .”

The deep, possessive press of his tongue has nothing to do with the wild rhythm of his fin. It flicks my clit like he’s carving territory out of the shadows. His hard ridge adds the pressure I need to contrast Remy’s teasing licks.

Vhex’s other hand grips my ass. He grinds my pussy against his fin between Remy’s strokes, gripping with fingers and claws as his hands shift wildly between forms.

I love the pressure of his body. The firmness of his grip, strapping me down to the hard ridge that relentlessly kneads my softest spot.

Flick, flick, flicking, and— ohmyfucccck .

I come until my eyes roll back.

Again.

Again.

I’m not guiding, just fucking riding .

I buck between them. Their hands and silks keep stroking, coaxing me higher and higher.

Everything goes black except for flashes of pink when I’m sucked into Vhex’s eyes.

But it doesn’t stop.

Vhex and Remy stay hard inside me.

What the hell are they waiting?—

Oh.

Oh.

Permission?

My mouth waters from their burning need.

“Fangs,” I pant. “Both. At the same time.”

Vhex pushes up on his elbows, lifting me until I’m sandwiched between their laps. Arms and shadows have to hold me there. My melted muscles can’t right now.

Vhex glows. A wisp of pink hellfire dances at the tip of his elongated horn. “Firefly.”

“Iris.” Remy’s wings wrap around me from behind.

The monsters are out.

“I’m here.” I guide them by the light of my soul, finally remembering to do a little healing while I have them so deep. Their soul-silks move like they’re my own—untangling, unspooling.

Vhex and Remy move in sync.

Vhex drops to the right side of my throat. Remy leans to the left, draped around my back.

Their breath is hot.

Their souls are hot, clinging and desperate to move closer to the light that heals their pain.

“I’m always here,” I whisper. “Come.”

Three fangs take my throat.

Stars pop behind my eyes. I disappear, turning into nothing but sparkles and a gasping twitch that doesn’t stop.

Vhex frantically pumps his hips, filling me with venom and hellishly hot come. His lust boils my blood.

I melt inside-out.

But before the venom can really fuck me up, Remy’s sucking mouth steals away its power. He draws out the poison with a moan that electrifies my throat.

My head blurs.

The sparkles explode.

Remy spills inside me as he drinks me down.

Vhex unloads. His wings pop out, scattering the sheets with sparks.

Their relief is my relief.

Their thirst, their pain, their hunger—all gone. They’re so sated, their giddy sweetness feeds into my veins.

“You,” Vhex gasps against my throat.

His soul peels open, baring itself.

Offering everything.

To me.

“Iris,” Remy rasps around his buried fangs.

His inner shadows clear like fog.

I did that.

Even more satisfying?

He knows.

They know.

And they need me so fucking much .

“Stay with me,” I gasp. Something fragile and soft spins between our souls. Not an imprint, but— I don’t know .

It’s something so good that I don’t dare look too closely at it.

Vhex and Remy bite and pump, rocking me with no plans of ever letting go.

With a feral snarl that lengthens his claws, Remy snaps his hips in one last, deep, claiming thrust.

His claws scrape my skin.

Desperate to mark.

To possess.

To make this last.

Blue light takes over my sight.

I shatter into glowing shards.

Fuck.

I wish it didn’t have to end.