Page 85 of The Silent War

“That’s it,” Bastion murmured in my ear, voice a low growl. “Be a good girl. Let him feast on you.” His hand smoothed over my ribs, anchoring me as Luca’s tongue dragged over me again, firmer this time.

A broken sound tore out of me. Bastion’s lips brushed my temple, his voice darkening. “Our girl… taking it so well. Look at you shaking for us.”

Luca groaned into me, the vibration shooting through me. He pulled back just long enough to say, “Beg louder, baby. Let Daddy hear how much you need it.”

Bastion’s mouth brushed my ear. “That’s it, sweetheart. Sob for us. Split yourself wide and give us every sound. Good girls let their daddies ruin them.”

He caught my mouth, kissing me. “Fuck. You’re doing so well baby.” And then Luca sank back in, devouring me slow, consuming licks that made me arch helplessly in Bastion’s hold while his brother sucked, licked.

Bastion’s breath dragged hot against my ear, his arm holding me open while I trembled. “Awe… is our girl starting tomake a mess already?” His voice was thick with pride, rough enough to shatter me.

Heat shot through me, my face burning as the words sank in.

Luca pulled back just far enough to look up at me, lips glistening. “Good girl. Letting Daddy taste every drop. You’re perfect like this, angel—so sweet, so ready for us.”

Then his mouth was on me again, worshipping, devouring, every sound I made met with another groan of approval from both of them.

“Good girl… taking it so well. Can’t wait to watch you take us the same way. Every inch, angel. All of it.” Bastion’s voice rumbled low against my ear, steady even as my body shook in his arms.

The words undid me. My hips lifted against Luca’s mouth, chasing more than I could handle.

Bastion caught me instantly, his hands closing around my wrists, dragging them up and over my head before I could fight the tremor. He pulled my arms back until they hooked around his neck, locking me there against him.

“Hold on to Daddy,” he growled, his mouth brushing my ear, his grip tight. “Don’t you stop. You keep still and let him eat.”

Luca pulled back, lips wet, chest heaving. His eyes were dark, hungry, locked on mine.

“She wants to finish,” he rasped, voice breaking into something feral. “She’s drowning me for it.”

My whole body clenched at the words, heat flooding through me. Bastion’s hand stayed firm around my wrists, holding me against him, his mouth brushing my ear.

“Hear that, angel?” His voice was low, cutting straight through the noise in my head. “Even your begging is too much for him. Our good girl, so desperate she’s trying to drown us.”

Luca’s mouth lifted, lips wet, eyes sharp on mine. “Finish for me,” His thumb pressed against my clit, coaxing me open as he lowered again. “Come in my mouth, baby. Give it to Daddy.”

My body rushed toward it, hips trembling, thighs shaking—but the peak slipped away just as quickly. I shook my head. “I—I can’t.” My voice cracked with frustration. “I can’t.”

Bastion’s lips brushed my temple. “Shh, angel. Don’t force it.” His palm flattened against my stomach, steady and grounding. “You don’t need to fight. We’ve got you.”

Luca kissed me softly, pulling back just enough to speak against me. “You’re close, I can feel it. You’re soaking for us. Don’t tell me you can’t, baby. Your body’s already begging.”

My chest rising too quickly against Bastion’s arm. “I don’t know what’s wrong with me.”

Bastion tilted my chin, making me met his eyes. “Nothing’s wrong with you. You’re perfect. Listen to me.” His thumb stroked slow along my jaw, his tone soft. “We’ll teach you how to feel again. That’s all this is.”

“You’re in your head baby, that’s all.” Luca’s tongue dragged over me again, firmer, more deliberate. He groaned low into my skin.

Bastion kissed me just below my ear, slow and steady, his other hand stroking gently up and down my ribs. “You don’t have to control it, angel. You don’t have to think. Just feel. Let us do the rest.”

My breath stuttered. “But?—”

“No buts,” Bastion cut me off softly, his voice still low. “Do you trust us?”

“Yes.”

“Then do it for us.” His lips pressed to my forehead. “Be our good girl. That’s all we want.”

Luca hummed against me, his tongue circling slow. “You hear him, baby? No pressure. Just feel my mouth. Just let me eat you the way you deserve.”