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Ivy

H oly fucking hell.

I was wetter than I’d ever been before. Pressed between Maeve and Elias, I thought I might collapse from the tension. The two mates I never thought possible of sharing me at the same time, holding me between them. .. I’d always been okay with it; hadn’t even been a blip on my radar.

But sweet Jesus, it was more than I could possibly handle.

My heart raced as Maeve ran her red eyes over my body again. Her hand in my hair had me angled ever so perfectly for her fangs to pierce my throat.

And then there was Elias.

I couldn’t turn to look at him, but felt the press of his hard cock against my backside. Heard the rumble of his chest as he half-purred, half-growled.

“We should move her to the bed,” he said, voice low. “It’ll give us a better angle for her…pleasure.”

I swallowed hard, eyes fluttering shut as Maeve hummed under her breath. She skimmed her nose over the arch of my throat, taking in a long breath as she did.

“I think she likes that idea,” Maeve replied. Her hand left my hair abruptly and she stepped away, taking the warmth of her body with her. “Get on the bed, a mhuirnín . On your knees. Bare your cunt for your mate.”

I swallowed hard. I glanced over my shoulder at Elias, only to find him nodding along. His eyes were glowing, and through our bond, I found only deep desire and a need to please.

My skin prickled with a shiver. I moved to the large bed in the centre of the room, their burning stares following each step I made. The bed was softer than the one back home. As turned on as I was, I also couldn’t ignore the heaven this bed would be when it was time to sleep.

As I crawled towards the centre, a low growl came from the pair watching me. “Look how wet she is,” Elias said, voice coming out in a growl. “Smell how badly she wants us both?”

Oh, fuck . Because of how different this was to when I’d been with Adrian and Rowan, I couldn’t help my excitement. It was an entirely different dynamic. One I wanted to explore.

From the corner of my eye, Elias stripped down to nothing, keeping to his promise about not wearing boxers under his gear for ease.

I couldn’t help but smile to myself as he kicked his pants off, revealing his hard cock, which he palmed in one hand.

He stroked his length slowly, glowing eyes resting on me.

Even with the distance between us, I could tell he was hard as a rock.

I licked my lips. I could almost taste him on my tongue, what it would be like to swallow his dick as he came.

A deep growl rumbled from his chest. “As much as I want you to choke on my cock, Angel, I think Grey has different ideas.”

My eyes flickered to my vampire mate. She didn’t undress, though I was getting used to that.

It didn’t necessarily feel like a barrier between us like it once did, but rather a role she liked to assume.

Control. Power. Maeve did, however, roll up her sleeves.

It was the little show of skin that had me sucking in a breath.

There were scars all over her forearms. Some long like a blade had sliced through her flesh several times. Others were small, precise. Several scars were longer than others.

But it was the bite marks that left me speechless. There were a dozen along both forearms. They were all the exact same, so I had to assume they were created by one person.

Even Elias stopped to look. It was clear he’d never seen them before, either.

“Do these turn you off, a mhuirnín ?” Maeve asked as she prowled towards me, her eyes turning a dark red, hardening.

I shook my head. “No,” I murmured. “But they do sadden me.”

Maeve’s features softened, though she said nothing more as she crawled onto the bed.

She stopped to sit in front of me, her hands cupping my cheeks.

“Don’t be sad, a mhuirnín . They are my past.” Her nose brushed mine as she sucked in a deep breath.

“One day, you can cover these scars with your own marks.”

A shiver rolled down my spine at the idea. My gums ached with the presence of my elongating canines, but they didn’t completely pop free .

Fuck . I wasn’t sure what it was about that promise that made me gush, but I really liked the idea of marking her.

But not just her. All of them. I wanted to return the bite Elias had given me with one of my own, right on his shoulder where everyone would be able to see it. Hell, I’d do the same to Adrian and Rowan, too, if they let me.

A low moan left my lips as Maeve skimmed her nose down my throat. “So wet,” she purred. “I wish I had one of my toys with me to make you come.”

I gasped when her hand went to my hip, pulling me flush against her. Red eyes burned into mine, heated with not just hunger—but lust. “Beckham.”

My shifter mate growled, the bed dipping as he joined us.

He pressed his cock against my back, the heat of his body almost overwhelming.

But my magic loved it; power rose within me, purring with desire at the proximity of both mates.

All the stress from the last couple of days disappeared with Elias’s soft kiss on my shoulder and the brush of Maeve’s fingers on my burning flesh.

“Let us make you feel good, Angel,” Elias murmured, lips skimming my bare shoulder over the mark he had given me. The touch sparked a rush of desire through me, and I arched into Maeve. “Let us take care of you.”

Maeve’s fingers dug into my other hip, her hold on me tightening. Under her breath, she chuckled. “We will make you feel so good,” she promised.

I whimpered, eyes fluttering shut. Their touches weren’t enough. I needed to feel Elias between my thighs. To have Maeve latch onto my throat. I needed to feel them take me together.

Elias put a small amount of space between us and dragged the head of his cock over my ass. He slapped it against my hot flesh, eliciting a soft gasp from me. “Is that what you want, Angel? My cock buried deep inside you?” He slapped my ass again, making me groan.

“Yes,” I said, voice trembling, pussy clenching.

Both mates chuckled. “Spread your legs just a little more, Angel, and give Maeve your throat like a good girl.”

Maeve’s eyes flashed as I did what Elias commanded. I parted my thighs enough so he could enter me, but also tried to keep my balance so Maeve had better access to my throat. It was a little awkward, but I’d make it work for them.

Elias dragged the head of his cock through my arousal, nudging my throbbing clit teasingly. My breaths quickened. I yearned for more. For the feeling of him pounding into me. His girth stretching me so wide, I thought I might fall apart. To come on his cock, again and again.

“I could simply get drunk on the scent of your arousal,” Maeve said as she curled her hand in my hair. She fisted the long, brown locks before twisting them around her hand, pulling the hair away from my neck. It also meant she had full control of my head.

Elias pressed into me, filling me without any resistance.

I bit down on a moan as my eyes flickered shut as he stretched me completely.

After being fucked by both Adrian and Rowan together, it shouldn’t have felt so big having Elias inside me.

And yet, he still had the same effect on me.

Still managed to take my breath away when he sheathed himself fully.

Both his large hands landed on my hips, either side of my ass. The shifter groaned, cock twitching inside me. “You feel so fucking good. Fuck, Grey, you have no idea what you’re missing.”

My eyes fluttered open to take in Maeve. Her eyes were glowing with hunger now as she moved in closer. “ Put your hands on my thighs, a mhuirnín . If they move, you don’t come. Do you understand?”

My eyes widened, but I nodded. “Yes.”

“Good girl,” she purred. A shiver raced down my spine as I rested both hands on her thighs. It was a little easier now, giving Elias more access to me, and Maeve a clear path to my throat. “Isn’t she such a good listener?”

Elias grabbed one of my ass cheeks and gave it a warning squeeze. Oh fuck, if he spanked me…I wasn’t sure if he would do it in front of Maeve, that seemed like more of an us alone thing, but I also had to wonder if he would be able to hold back.

I bit the inside of my cheek as Maeve’s hand tightened in my hair, pulling my head to the side. My fingers dug into her thighs as she pressed a kiss to the inside of my throat.

“Let’s give her a reward for being so good,” Elias growled.

Maeve hummed against my throat. “Let’s do.”

My lips parted with a silent cry as Maeve’s fangs plunged into my throat.

Euphoria replaced the brief bite of pain.

But pleasure quickly followed as Elias inched out of my pussy, before thrusting back into me a pleasurable force.

It made Maeve tighten her hold on me, her free hand grabbing my upper arm.

I was flooded with too many sensations; Maeve’s tongue against my throat and her fangs inside me; Elias fucking me from behind, hips slamming into my ass.

My core tightened, the feeling of a climax rushing through me quickly. My belly fluttered with how close it was, how quickly they’d been able to pull one out of me. Her mouth on my throat, tongue lapping at my blood. His cock stretched me wide with each hard thrust.

I couldn’t stop the first orgasm; my pussy spasmed around Elias’s cock, but he didn’t stop pounding into me, giving me no reprieve or time to come back from the shocks of my climax. My hands nearly fell from Maeve’s thighs from the intensity.

Maeve tore her lips from my throat and claimed my lips in a searing kiss, cutting off my cry. Wetness seeped down my thighs, the rush of my release quickly overcome by the pressure of a second orgasm rearing its head.

My fingers dug into Maeve’s thighs as she swiped her tongue into my mouth.

The taste of my blood no longer worried me; instead, I welcomed her kiss, matching each swipe of her tongue with my own.

Elias kept each thrust even, his cock swelling, the rush of his impending climax clear through the bond.

But Maeve distracted me with her fingers; though she didn’t release my hair, keeping me trapped in the kiss, her free hand went to my breasts, which swayed with each hard thrust from Elias.

Her fingers moved to my hard nipple and gave it a twinge.

I made a sound of surprise against her lips, tightening around Elias.

“Fuck, Angel, you’re going to come again on my cock. Now,” he gritted out. One of his hands left my ass to reach around me to play with my other hard nipple.

And that was all I needed to fall over the edge of pleasure a second time.

My second orgasm ripped through me; Maeve released my mouth to allow me to cry out, a look of gratification crossing her face. She smirked down at me, her chest rising and falling fast, heart pounding as loudly as my own.

Elias followed me a moment later, grunting his release, cock swelling within me. I moaned, the feeling almost too much as his hips bucked, cum filling me with each slow thrust .

Our breaths were loud in the quiet of the room. Maeve released my hair to cup my cheek, lips stained red with my blood. “You did so good,” she murmured, brushing her mouth against mine in a brief kiss. “Thank you, a mhuirnín .”

I shuddered, dropping my head against her shoulder. My magic had mostly been settled before now, but it retreated, pleased with the time spent with both mates.

Behind me, Elias dropped a kiss to my shoulder and groaned. “You’re going to need another shower, Angel. You’re soaked.”

I ducked my head, cheeks burning. After the events of the last two days, I really didn’t want to get out of this comfortable bed. My muscles ached with a ferocity I wanted to blame on stress, and all I wanted to do was sleep.

Elias pulled out of me with another groan, his release spilling down my thighs. “I’ve got you, Angel. Just stay there a moment,” he murmured. He left the bed, and I felt like falling into Maeve, but I managed to hold myself up.

“How are you feeling?” Maeve asked softly. “Did I take too much?”

I shook my head slowly as I looked up. “Did you take enough?” I replied. The red was gone from her eyes, leaving them the same clear, ocean blue I loved.

“I took what I needed,” she replied, as Elias appeared again with a damp cloth in hand. I sighed as he cleaned me, grabbing his shirt as he did. I quickly dressed, watching as he tugged his pants on with a soft smile on his lips.

“Thank you.” I looked between them as Elias approached the bed, eyes shining.“Both of you.”

“For what, Angel?” he asked, sitting on the edge of the bed.

“For…this.” I shrugged, cheeks warming. Wrapping my arms around myself, I released a shaky breath.

Maeve ha dn’t moved from where she sat at the top of the bed, though she watched me with confusion.

“For being the strength I need,” I murmured.

“For being you. I know all of this has been hard, and I wish we could have done all of this differently. But thank you for not holding it against me.”

Maeve grabbed my hand and pulled me into her, laying us both down. She nodded to Elias, who crawled into the bed on my other side. She managed to get the heavy blanket up around us, cocooning us in a shared warmth.

I yawned, the sound piercing the silence of the room. “I love you,” I said, and I hoped they knew I meant both of them.

Maeve brushed hair off my cheek as Elias wrapped an arm around my belly, hand splaying protectively over my stomach. “Love you so much, Angel,” he murmured.

“ Grá Geal Mo Chroí ,” Maeve murmured, fingers lightly stroking my cheek. “ Tá mo chroí istigh ionat .”

Her soft, musical voice lulled me into a dreamless sleep, where I knew not even the darkest of my nightmares would find me.