“There are so many choices,” Mav says and places his palm below my breast. “It would be beautiful here.” I bit my lip and he glides his palm between my breasts. “Here.” He bends over me, his mouth hovering over my nipple, his breath skating over my skin and I shiver.
“I wonder what image the universe will choose,” King says, palming the inside of my thigh. Back and forth he moves. “What do you think, Firefly?”
I have to clear my throat. “I think if you don’t fuck me, I’m going to explode,” I grit out. They tilt their heads, their eyes narrowing. “Sirs,” I add. Their lips twitch. If I didn’t know better, I would think they are twins. They seem to know what the other is thinking.
“Explode, huh?” King asks and drags his finger through the wetness that covers me. “You are swollen.”
“Shit,” I moan, my chest rising.
“I should check,” Mav says, his hand joining King’s, and my toes dig into the covers. “She is very wet.”
“Please.” I tilt my hips, chasing their fingers as they tease.
“Stunning,” King rumbles, adding more pressure where I need it.
“You want us to fuck you, baby?” Mav asks. His thumb hits my clit and I hiss.
“Yes. Please, now,” I beg, and he swirls.
“So polite,” King says. He thrusts his finger inside me and I press my head into the pillow. “So tight, wet, and ours.” He adds a finger and goes as deep as he can.
“Every inch belongs to us,” Mav says, gaining speed.
“I do, I do,” I whisper. “Please, fuck what belongs to you.”
“Such a good Firefly,” King says, thrusting hard. “We belong to you, too.” Their fingers tangle with mine beside my head, and they both lower their heads to my chest.
“We want you to come,” Mav whispers and sucks my nipple deep.
“Come, and then we’ll fuck you,” King says, taking my other nipple. He uses his teeth and tongue.
“Holy fuck,” I cry. My hips jerk, and their touch overwhelms me. The pressure rises to a level I can’t control, and the orgasm rolls over me. It goes on and on as their movements never slow, urging it to reach higher heights. Sparks shoot through the air, magic rumbling through the room.
“Gorgeous,” King growls, his mouth leaving me. He gradually slows, caressing me.
“Our beautiful baby,” Mav coos, rubbing his face over my sensitive skin. He eases the press of his thumb, barely grazing my clit. The aftershocks cascade through me, taking the edge off, but the heat is still simmering.
“More,” I demand breathlessly.
“We will never deny your need,” King growls as Maverick slides off to the side. “I need inside your sweet pussy, Firefly.” He slowly moves, rubbing his mouth down my side along the way. He pushes my legs wide with his hips, and our tied wrists drop next to my shoulder. “Take me,” he grits and thrusts.
“King,” I cry, my softness adjusting quickly to his hardness.
“Fuck, I love stretching you,” he says and starts to move.
“Beautiful,” Maverick whispers in my ear. “How does he feel?” His hand strokes my breast.
“So good,” I moan. This is the most unreal moment of my life. I never thought I would have one mate, much less two, who I would give all control to. King’s cock drags over my soft walls, hitting all the good spots. “Faster.” His movements are measured, slow, deep, and consuming, but I want more.
“No,” he says, and I flex my muscles. “Bad girl.” His grin flashes, and I do it again, begging for him to lose control. In retaliation, he stops on the back glide, leaving only the tip inside. “Are you going to be good?”
“Yes, please,” I lie, and Maverick bites my nipple playfully. “I promise.” I relax my muscles, and he resumes. I’m almost there—all I need is speed.
“I love you, Firefly,” King says, his gaze traveling over my body.
“King, I love you, too.” I melt, giving myself over to his care. He slowly increases his thrusts, his hips hitting mine and grinding. “Yes,” I hiss.
“Watch Maverick when you come,” King commands, and I turn my head. His words make the burn in my stomach flare.