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“That’s easy enough to solve,” Zev said, his casual smile returning. “If anything doesn’t feel good, or you start to panic again, tell us.”
She looked up at Reece. The concern in his eyes brought a smile to her face. “And if my mouth is too full from a very large cock?”
Reece smiled in turn, that smile reaching his eyes. His cheeks reddened. Something about the man made her feel as if everything she did with him was the first time.
“Bite his dick. He’ll get the message,” Zev said, smirking.
Melina reached out and stroked the bulge in Reece’s pants. “I much prefer sucking or licking.” Before she knew it, Jayce was lying on his back again, his cock sliding into her, filling her so nicely. She loved how he never took his eyes from her.
This time, as Jayce parted her ass cheeks, she felt cool liquid against her skin as Zev gently massaged her hole. She tensed until Reece unzipped his pants and knelt in front of her. He cupped her cheek. A finger slid along her lips and she opened, sucking on his finger until he pressed his cock against her lips.
Nothing was better than hearing his moan as she took him in her mouth. Reece couldn’t produce many sounds, but his every moan held a very special freedom for both of them.
“Very nice, Mel.”
Zev had already slid into her ass, seamlessly, without pain, though Jayce had stopped moving inside her. Two men warmed her between their bodies. She felt so very adored at that moment.
Reece’s hands lovingly sank into her hair while Jayce’s hands continually stroked her shoulders. Zev, even as he slid in and out, going deeper each time, kissed her back. Her men were working together and not only for their pleasure but hers.
Zev increased his pace, sending vibrations through her pussy.
“Damn, so tight,” Jayce said, between moans.
Those moans made her walls flutter. Melina stopped sucking as Zev bottomed out. A round of fast, short thrusts ground her clit against Jayce.
Zev pulled out and exploded on her back as Jayce released inside of her and Reece’s sweet cum spurted down her throat. She licked his cock as he withdrew.
As she collapsed on top of Jayce, his cock still inside her, Zev’s finger drew letters on her back. Her eyes shot open. Had Reece told Zev of their tradition? Was this a claiming?
As she lifted her head from Jayce’s chest, Zev kissed the tattoo at the back of her neck. “I’ll wait outside.”
Zev was distancing himself again, leaving her with Reece and Jayce.
Yet he’d written his name on her back, in his cum. She was sure of it.
“How about another dunk in the water?” Jayce asked her, as Reece helped her up.
“No,” she said. She couldn’t wash off Zev’s name. Not for twenty-four hours. It would destroy the claiming. A claiming he would never admit. But she’d know, even if he never spoke of it with her.
Jayce traded looks with Reece as if they didn’t understand her refusal to wash up. Reece would understand, but he’d been inside her mouth, focused on his own release. He hadn’t seen what Zev had done.
Zev’s claiming had been private. He was leaving her and their unit.
Melina shuddered. She couldn’t lose Zev. She dressed amid more touches and kisses from Reece and Jayce. It all felt so surreal. One of the most loving memories she’d have to recall, but it wouldn’t be enough. She didn’t want memories. She wanted Zev. She wanted all of her men.
Chapter Twenty-Five
ZEV
Five days had passed since Zev had claimed Melina in the tradition of her people. He hadn’t seen her eyes at that crucial moment when he’d decided she was his. She still had Reece’s cock in her mouth and hadn’t turned to look over her shoulder as he’d written his name on her back.
He would have liked to see those beautiful eyes widen with surprise, to know if she approved. He hadn’t planned it, but it had felt right then and now. Even if he’d had a ring, he couldn’t give it to her to bond them. He’d have to be content with the knowledge that he’d claimed her, even if he hadn’t ringed her, even if she never realized he’d claimed her.
Reece had described the ceremony the best he could through signing and writing a few words down. That was another regret Zev had, abandoning Reece’s reading lessons. Hopefully, one of the others would take his place and continue teaching Reece. The man deserved to have a voice again, even if only on paper.
Life in the bunker resumed, though the tension between him and Ivan had increased tenfold. The soldier didn’t trust Zev. He had good instincts, ones that would get Zev locked out or killed soon. He’d heard Jayce talking with Ivan. Three days. That was the deadline Ivan had given Jayce to dig up information that would prove Zev wasn’t a danger to his unit.
Jayce wouldn’t find it. Zev had been careful to wipe his history.
