Page 37 of Doubly Bound

“Callan,” she growled and hissed as he stretched her to maximum capacity.

“I got you, love. Easy.” He gritted his teeth, straining against the stranglehold her sex had on him.

Sage exhaled, accepting him into her body with a sigh that rocked them both. He hooked his hands under her knees, pulling her legs wider, and flexed his hips, impaling her even more deeply. Every ridge and vein of his cock stroked along her walls, making her forget everything except him.

Then Landry was there too. His hands rubbed slick oil into the crack of her ass, circling her puckered hole. He coated himself in the lubricant, making sure she was nice and ready for him before she felt his cock push past the first ring of muscle.

“Fuck, Callan, she’s so tight.”

“Aye, wet and hot too,” he grunted.

“Push back mate, that’s it. You can take him deep, that’s right. Yeah, she likes that, Landry. Feel how tight she’s squeezing our cocks?” he growled his words, so they were almost impossible to decipher.

“S’good,” grunted Landry against her ear and Sage whimpered.

Their naughty talk continued until none of them were capable of coherent speech. Faster, harder, deeper, her mates pushed in and out of her willing body. Hands touched her body, roamed over every inch of her. Her mates left no part of her unloved. They left her hanging off the precipice, so close, so close she wanted to scream at them to hurry. But her mates would not be rushed. The matching arrogant grins damn near drove her mad. Then their eyes met and with a fierce nod, they thrust even harder, striking with their Shifted fangs, marking her again with their bites. And finally, Sage’s world exploded.

She never quite understood what people meant when they said good sex left you feeling like an earthquake had just hit.

Until now.

Two hard bodies kept her upright or she would’ve melted in a puddle at their feet. Her mates soothed her with kisses and soft caresses against her heated skin.

“Come, love, let’s get you clean.” Landry retreated from her flesh first, and she whined, missing his presence.

Callan was next. Using his incredible strength, he lifted her up like she weighed nothing at all and handed her to Landry. Sage was breathless, motionless. She’d never been so sated in her entire life. By the time he carried her into the adjacent bathroom, Callan was already there, adjusting the temperature of the running water.

“Yassss! Is that a bath?” She sighed as Landry stepped into the Jacuzzi-sized tub that could easily fit the three of them with her cradled in his arms.

“Is the water alright?”

“It’s perfect.” She sighed again, then turned to see Callan still outside the tub. There was a look of pure satisfaction on the Dragon’s face as he watched her sitting in Landry’s lap.

“You know you’re perfect, don’t you?” he asked, suddenly serious.

“Yeah, well, only to you two.” She grinned at both, accepting the sweet crush of Landry’s mouth, then Callan’s as he stepped into the water with them. Her men took turns rubbing her body with soap and rinsing her off.

“No one else’s opinion matters, love,” her Dragon growled, nipping her lip in the process, and sending tendrils of lust spiraling through her body.

“Mm mm. It’s my turn.” She pushed his hands away playfully and grabbed the soap. “I’ve been dreaming about this.” Sage positioned each male where she wanted them before she took turns running her hands over the perfect rippling abs, enormous pecs, and bulging biceps of each of her sublime mates. She was definitely going to enjoy this.

After they took turns washing, getting dirty, then washing again, Sage fell asleep almost as soon as she was dried off and put to bed with one male on either side of her exhausted and well-loved body. She might have her head in the clouds, but it felt like love.

It does because it is.

Sage opened her sleepy eyes and smiled at Landry’s crystalline blue stare. It was his voice inside her head, his presence she’d felt as her mind had wandered. God, he was so handsome. She reached up and brushed her fingers across his skin. So warm and big.

“Mmm, you saying you love me?” she asked, grinning lazily.

“We both do.” Callan’s warm breath tickled her ear as the Dragon snuggled closer behind her.

“You don’t have to say that yet.” She shook her head.

It was only the truth. She’d already agreed to stay with them, splitting their time between the island and visiting the Triad run Shifter groups they were responsible for. Landry and Callan were extremely busy men with loads of obligations. She looked forward to working with them, as they’d readily assured her, she would be.

Not tucked away like some treasure or princess in a tower, but side by side with her men. Sage couldn’t wait. Especially when traveling meant seeing her father and sisters often.

“We don’t have to say it, but it’s true,” Landry insisted. “Fated mates don’t necessarily equal love, but our beasts know who you are to us and what you mean. The instinct and destiny that drove us to you just lays down the foundation for our love, sweetheart, but you, you make this real.”

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