Page 42 of Beautiful Scars: Unshakeable

"Yes," I breathe, and Zane's approving hum mingles with Levi's rough exhale against my neck.

"I've got you, Sunny," Zane promises, something sacred in his tone.

"I'll go slow," Levi murmurs, and I hear the effort it takes to keep his control.

Zane's fingers move in devastating patterns, each touch calculated and precise. His eyes never leave mine, watching every reaction. The tension builds inside me with every stroke until I'm rocking between them, desperate for more.

"That's it," Zane's voice drops lower, his free hand cradling my face. "Just feel it. Let us take care of you."

Levi shifts behind me, drawing a needy sound from my throat that surprises even me.

"Please," I gasp. "I need—"

"Tell me if it's too much," Levi's breath is hot against my ear. His hands grip my hips, steadying me. "Promise me, Angel. I need to hear you say it."

"I promise," I whisper, the words coming easily because I trust them completely. The realization hits me like lightning. "Please, Levi. I need you. Now."

When Levi starts to press inside me, it's achingly slow, and I feel every inch. Zane swallows my gasps with hungry kisses, his fingers never stopping their sweet torture.

"That's it, Angel," Levi breathes, his voice cracking with need and wonder. "So perfect—taking me so perfect. You were made for me."

A whimper catches in my throat as the overwhelming fullness steals my breath. My nails dig into Zane's shoulders, my chest rising and falling in quick, shallow gasps.

"Breathe for me," Zane whispers against my lips, guiding me through it with gentle kisses. "You're doing so good."

I cry out when Levi finally sinks completely inside me, the fullness intense enough to make me shudder.

Everything narrows to pure sensation—Levi's careful, measured thrusts, Zane's expert fingers drawing pleasure in relentless waves, their voices weaving through the haze of heat and overwhelming need. I moan low in my throat.

"That's my girl," Zane murmurs, catching the sound with his mouth.

Levi stops, pressing deep inside me, every muscle rigid with restraint. "Show me. Show me how you want me."

I can only nod, lost in the feeling. I start slow, pushing my hips back testing, Levi's groan rips through me like wildfire.

"Just like that," Levi urges, his voice rough and frayed at the edges. "Take what you need, Angel."

"So good," Zane murmurs, his fingers guiding me into a rhythm as I push back on to Levi. Each motion sends pleasure spiraling deeper, electric and all-consuming.

"Look at you," Levi breathes, his grip tightening with barely controlled need. "So beautiful like this. That's it, Angel."

The pressure builds inside me, different now—more consuming, more urgent than before. Levi's control slips, and he moves his hips to meet mine. His movements turn desperate ashe takes over, each thrust deeper, harder as my body answers eagerly.

My cries fill the space between us. This feeling, this moment, is mine.

"That's it," Levi groans, voice thick with raw need. "Let me hear you, Angel."

"You're so close," Zane whispers against my ear, his voice a jagged rasp. "I can feel you shaking, sweet girl. Just let go."

Levi's control finally shatters completely, his movements turning rougher, more insistent—exactly what I need. "I need to feel you, Angel. Come for me."

The pleasure vibrates through me, spiraling higher until it explodes through me with devastating force. I shatter completely, crying out as my body clenches around him.

Levi growls my name, his rhythm breaking as he follows me over the edge with a deep, shuddering moan, his body trembling against mine as he comes completely undone.

We stay frozen like that, his breath ragged against my neck. "Christ, Angel—"

Zane's touch turns gentle, soothing as Levi and I come down from that incredible high. He presses soft kisses to my lips while Levi holds me close, his forehead resting against my shoulder.

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