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AURORA

This has to be a dream.

Ethan smells of brisk winter air and raw masculinity. I thread my fingers through his thick waves. He’s had it cut. It’s shorter on the sides and tamer on top. I trace his strong jawline, finding scratchy stubble.

His lips stretch into a smile over mine. “You checking me out, baby?”

“I liked the beard.”

He flicks his thumb over my hard nipple. “It’ll grow back.”

Jax places open-mouthed kisses along my neck, his teeth grazing the sensitive skin, and a shiver runs down my spine.

Ethan’s rough palm traces my curves and moves between my legs. His fingers glide through my slit. “Always so fucking wet.”

“You’re welcome,” Jackson replies, a smile in his voice.

“At least you do something right,” Ethan returns, quick with his comeback.

Jax's response is a silent chuckle and a bite to my shoulder.

There’s nothing but kissing, rubbing, soft moans, and heavy breaths after that. Ethan alternates between circling my clit and fingering me while Jax cups my breasts and pinches my nipples.

The thought of taking them both has desire stirring low in my belly.

I trail my hand over Ethan’s defined chest and abs to stroke his thick cock over his boxers. “Take these off,” I whisper and push back against Jackson’s erection. “Both of you.”

Jax doesn’t hesitate and strips without another word.

Ethan does the same, asking, “You want both of us?”

My answer is immediate. “Always.”

“You tell me anytime if you need to stop, okay?”

I nod, and his hand moves to my throat, bringing me in for a hard kiss, our tongues entwining.

He pulls away and slaps my ass. “Be a good girl and face Jax for me.”

I remove my shirt and flip onto my other side. Jackson grabs my chin and kisses me desperately, as if he’s been waiting all night. I encircle his neck and tangle my fingers in his hair.

He raises my leg high on his waist, and in a single, smooth motion, he thrusts into me with a husky, “Fuck.”

The bed dips, Ethan moves behind me, and then a slick finger penetrates my ass.

Jax never stops fucking me, teasing me, kissing me, the pleasure mounting as Ethan stretches me, preparing me to take him. One finger becomes two becomes three, and with Jackson sliding in and out of me and circling my clit, my orgasm climbs faster than ever.

I dig my nails into the hard muscle of Ethan’s hip. “If you keep doing that, I’m going to come.”

Fingers are replaced with the cold, wet tip of his cock, and I freeze.

“Just relax, baby.” He clutches my throat and slowly presses into me. “I got you.”

The head breaks through the tight ring, and I suck in a sharp gasp, clenching around Jax.

He releases a throaty groan. “Goddamn. You’re crushing me.”

Ethan pauses, allowing me to adjust to him. “Such a good girl,” he praises, his voice gravelly. “Taking both our cocks, letting us both fuck you.”

Between his dirty words and Jackson’s angled strokes hitting my G-spot while circling my clit, all I can focus on is coming. I’m not thinking about the incredible stretch—or maybe I am, and it only adds to the pleasure.

“Don’t stop.” My legs tremble, my head arching back over Ethan’s shoulder, and I shatter, my entire body quaking. “Fuck, I’m coming.”

“That’s my girl.” Ethan pushes into me with a low rumble. “Who do you belong to, Aurora?”

“You,” I say automatically.

“Who else?”

“Jax,” I whimper.

“Good girl,” he punctuates with a snap of his hips. “You’re ours. Don’t forget that.”

The farther he buries himself in my ass, the fuller and tighter everything becomes. I feel every inch of him, every inch of them both, only intensifying the climax, and I pulse around them.

“Fuck,” Jackson rasps, thrusting hard and deep. “I can’t take anymore. It feels too fucking good.”

Ethan pulls out to the tip, then drives into me. “How much cum can we have dripping out of you over the next two days, baby?”

Jax clutches my thigh with bruising strength. “Not. Fucking. Helping,” he grits through his teeth.

I have a vise grip on their cocks, the feeling so intense, I’m riding the precipice of another orgasm. That, or the last one never ended.

Needing more, I rock my hips. “Harder,” I beg. “Don’t stop.”

They fall into rhythm, as if it’s always been this way. The fullness of them both, the sounds of our bodies coming together, and their moans of pleasure have me hanging on the brink of oblivion.

Jackson’s pace becomes punishing. “Ah, fuck,” he groans, low and rough. “I’m going to fill this perfect fucking pussy.”

I roll my hips, meeting their thrusts. My muscles tense, the air catches in my lungs, and wave after wave of ecstasy ripples through me.

“Holy fuck, I can feel you both coming.” Ethan pounds into me, his voice strained. “Can I fill your ass full of cum, baby?”

“Yes,” I breathe.

His teeth sink into my neck, and his cock jolts inside me.

The sensation of their hot cum and Ethan’s claiming bite sends another shuddering climax ripping through me, and I can’t contain my high-pitched screams while they piston in and out of me until the three of us are sated.

Jax flops onto the mattress. “Well,” he pants. “ That was fucking amazing. Pretty sure I’m ruined for life.”

Me too.