Page 44 of Beautiful Scars: Unshakeable

A deep, rough sound rumbles through his chest, and his fingers dig into my skin. "Sweet girl—"

"Show him," Levi urges, his lips brushing the shell of my ear as he gives me wicked encouragement. "Show him how strong you are, Angel. How much you want him."

His voice turns insistent, rough with his own need. His words fuel the fire already consuming me from the inside out.

"Feel how crazy you make him. He's fighting it so damn hard."

Zane's rhythm stutters at Levi's words, his breathing becoming shallow, panting gasps. When I rock back against him again, harder this time, demanding more, a low, guttural grunt escapes his throat.

"That's it," Levi praises, his fingers working faster, driving the tension inside me higher and higher. "Show him what you need, what you want. Make him give it to you."

His words make me reckless. I rock back hard and fast, forcing a strangled moan from deep in Zane's chest. His grip on my hips tightens trying to hold me still, trying desperately to hold onto the last bit of control he has left.

"Yesssss," Levi breathes against my lips, his voice thick with satisfaction and desire. "You should see his face Angel. You're making him feel so good. He loves it."

Levi's fingers never stop moving, coaxing and teasing, unraveling me with every touch. "Don't stop, Angel."

"Angel you can't… " Zane warns, his voice fraying and cracking. "If you keep doing that—"

I rock back again, harder this time. and I feel the precise moment Zane's control finally shatters. The sound that rips from his throat is feral.

"That's it Angel. That's my girl," Levi cuts in, his tone thick with pride, feeding my confidence, and driving me wild with need.

"You're perfect," Zane growls. "So fucking perfect."

"You are," Levi agrees, his eyes burning into mine. "Show him, Angel. Let him feel how perfectly you fall apart around him."

The dual sensation of Zane's desperate thrusts and Levi's skilled touch pushes me higher, has me gasping their names over and over.

"That's it," Levi's teeth graze my lower lip. "You're going to break him completely, aren't you? Come for him Angel. Let him feel you like I did."

When the pleasure hums through me again, it's devastating. I cry out, clenching around Zane as wave after wave of heat courses through me. He follows immediately, my name a prayer spilling from his lips as his hips stutter and he pulses inside me.

"Beautiful," Levi murmurs, pressing soft kisses to my face as we come down.

For a long, perfect moment, none of us move—the shared breath and overwhelming heat between us slowly ebbing into something softer, more tender. Zane stays pressed against my back, his grip on my hips gradually easing and turning into gentle touches. Levi's hands trace soothing patterns over my skin, his lips pressing gentle, feathery kisses across my face, my neck, my shoulders.

"You're incredible," he murmurs, his earlier urgency melting into something quieter.

Zane makes a sound somewhere between a rough chuckle and a groan, finally lifting his head from my shoulder. His arms wrap around me properly, pulling me securely into his chest while Levi shifts closer until I'm surrounded by their warmth and love.

"I'm sorry, Angel," Zane murmurs, his voice husky and touched with hesitation. "I didn't mean to—"

"You didn't hurt me," I interrupt softly, sensing the tension creeping into him and wanting to ease it immediately. "That was exactly what I wanted, Z. It was perfect."

He doesn't say anything, just plants a string of soft kisses along my shoulder.

We stay like that for trading soft touches and sweet words while their bodies hold me safe between them. Zane's steady heartbeat against my back, Levi's gentle fingers tracing patterns on my skin, and for the first time—maybe ever—my mind is completely, blissfully quiet. I can feel myself drifting off towards sleep.

Zane pulls me closer to his chest. "Sleep, sweet girl," he murmurs, his voice carrying a new, tender edge I've never heard before.

Levi hums in agreement, pressing a soft, lingering kiss to my forehead. "Rest, Angel. We've got you."

I drift off to Levi's whispered 'sweet dreams' and Zane's soft 'sleep well', with their bodies curved protectively around mine.

Chapter Twenty

Levi

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