Page 154 of Lavender and Honey

"So needy," I agree, my voice barely recognizable to my own ears. The admission feels freeing, a surrender to this primal part of myself I've kept hidden for so long. "Need my Alphas to fill me."

Finn's eyes darken at my words, his controlled demeanor slipping to reveal the hunger beneath. Beside him, Soren grins, sharp and predatory in a way that sends another rush of slick between my thighs.

"She's getting better at asking for what she wants," Soren observes, his fingers trailing up my inner thigh with deliberate slowness. "I like it."

I gasp as his touch comes closer to where I need it most, my hips unconsciously arching toward his hand. The movement presses me more firmly against Finn's solid chest, and I feel the rumble of approval that vibrates through him.

"Alpha," I whimper, turning my face to find Finn's. His steady gaze meets mine, dark with desire but still holding that grounding presence that is uniquely his. "Please..."

Finn's hand comes up to cup my face, his touch gentle despite the hunger in his eyes. "Tell us what you need, Lydia," he encourages, his voice a deep rumble that vibrates through me. "Be specific."

The request would have embarrassed me before, but my heat has burned away any shyness. "Need to be filled," I gasp, arching as Soren's fingers finally brush against my core, finding me slick and ready. "Need to be marked. Claimed. Made yours completely. Want both of you."

Soren makes a sound of approval, his fingers circling my entrance with teasing lightness. "You want both of us….at the same time? Adventurous today aren’t you, Lavender girl…" he murmurs, his voice thick with desire.

“Yes. Want both of my Alphas..” I moaned out, just the thought of having both of them at the same time sending a thrill through me.

The admission sends a visible shudder through both men. Finn's control slips further, his hands tightening on my skin as he pulls me closer. Soren's playful demeanor takes on a sharper edge, his eyes darkening to a deep violet as he slides his fingers through my slick.

"Both of us," Finn repeats, his voice rougher than I've ever heard it. "Are you sure?"

I nod frantically, beyond words as Soren's fingers finally slip inside me, drawing a desperate moan from my throat. Thestretch is delicious but not enough—nowhere near enough to satisfy the burning need inside me.

"She's sure," Soren confirms, his eyes never leaving my face as his fingers work me open with deliberate care. "Look how wet she is for us."

Soren lets out a low chuckle. "So eager," he murmurs, his purple eyes gleaming with mischief and hunger. "But we need to prepare you properly first. Wouldn't want to hurt our precious Omega."

Finn shifts me in his arms, positioning me so that I'm sitting between his spread legs, my back to his chest. The solid warmth of him steadies me as Soren moves to kneel between my spread thighs, his eyes never leaving mine as his fingers continue their teasing exploration.

"That's it," Finn murmurs in my ear, his arms wrapping around me from behind. One hand splays across my stomach while the other moves up to cup my breast, his thumb circling my nipple with deliberate pressure. "Let us take care of you."

I arch into his touch, my head falling back against his shoulder as Soren adds a second finger, stretching me with careful attention. The dual sensations—Finn's hands on my breasts, Soren's fingers working me open—have me trembling, desperate sounds escaping me that I couldn't contain even if I wanted to.

"That's it," Finn encourages, his voice a deep rumble against my ear. "Let us hear you, Lydia."

I can't help the sounds that escape me as Soren adds a third finger, stretching me wider as Finn continues his attentions to my breasts. Each touch sends lightning through my veins, building a pressure that threatens to consume me entirely.

"Alpha," I gasp, not sure which of them I'm calling to—perhaps both. "Please, I need—"

"We know what you need," Finn murmurs, his voice steady and reassuring against my ear. "And you will be patient and let us give it to you."

Soren's fingers curl inside me, finding a spot that makes me cry out, my back arching as pleasure spikes through me. "There we go," he says, satisfaction evident in his voice. "So responsive to us."

I can feel myself getting closer to the edge with each careful thrust of Soren's fingers, each deliberate pinch and twist of Finn's fingers at my breasts. The pressure builds, coiling tighter with each passing second.

"Alpha," I gasp, my head thrashing against Finn's shoulder as Soren's fingers curl inside me again. "I'm going to—"

"Not yet," Finn commands, his voice gentle but firm against my ear. "Not until we're inside you."

Soren withdraws his fingers, drawing a desperate whimper from me at the sudden emptiness. He brings his slick-covered fingers to his mouth, eyes locked with mine as he tastes me with evident appreciation.

"Perfect," he murmurs, his voice rougher than before. "Always so perfect for us."

They move with coordinated efficiency, repositioning me between them. Finn remains seated, his strong arms carefully maneuvering me so I'm facing him, straddling his lap. Soren moves behind me, his hands gentle but possessive on my hips as he presses close, his chest to my back.

"Are you sure about this?" Finn asks one more time, his eyes seeking mine despite the obvious strain of his control. "We can take turns if you prefer."

I shake my head, beyond hesitation or uncertainty. "Want both of you," I gasp, my body trembling with need. "Please, Alpha."

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