“Please,” I whispered, looking into his dark eyes. “I feel your ache. I want to ease it.”
“The only way is for me to sink into you,” he said, his voice deep and husky with desire.
I nodded as he brushed my hair back. Shimmying my hips, I settled myself over his hard cock and worked myself onto it. He was big. So big that it took a little time to get him all in. When I was finally seated once again on his thighs, I sighed.
“Yes,” I breathed. I needed to be filled. To have him inside me. I was lost without it. But now I would have him, them, forever.
Glancing over my shoulder, I looked to Sam. “Now, Sam. I want you, too.”
He didn’t require any more urging. Patience had been the driving force of him watching and waiting. Nik was inside me, but even though he was huge, it wasn’t enough. I wanted Sam, too.
I had no idea where it had come from, but he held up a small container.
“This will ensure you are ready.”
“W
hat is it?” I asked the question, but I wasn’t really listening to the answer. I was too busy shifting my hips, grinding on Nik. And I had to know he was alive and safe and mine.
“Lubricant.” Sam’s response barely registered, and I realized just how much I trusted these two. My warriors. My mates.
I focused on that feeling, the way I loved being with them, how safe I felt. How beautiful and perfect and wanted.
Sam groaned as he bent over and claimed my mouth. “I can feel you loving me, mate.”
I smiled at him, then turned to Nik. “I love you, too, you know.”
“Gods, yes.” Nik’s hands came to my waist, distracting me as our emotions spiraled out of control. He lifted and lowered me, his cock waking up all kinds of special places inside me. I gasped when something hard nudged my back entrance, and I felt the lube fill me. Directly after, Sam’s hand settled on my lower back, his thumb pressing against my entrance.
I met Nik’s eyes. Watched him as Sam began to slowly work the lube into me, taking his time to prep me and stretch me some. I knew he’d be bigger than his thumb, and I appreciated the effort.
It also felt so good.
Sweat dotted Nik’s dark brow, and as his fingers clenched on my waist, I knew he was holding off. Keeping me still while staying so deep.
“She’s ready,” Sam said as his thumb slipped from me.
I couldn’t hold still any longer but rode Nik, working myself on him. “Nik!” I cried, close to coming again. His hips lifted to fill me as much as possible.
Sam’s hand settled on my shoulder, and I slowed, then stopped.
“Time to make you ours,” Sam said.
Nik looked over my shoulder at Sam and nodded.
Nik lifted his hand to cup my jaw. “Do you accept my claim, mate? Do you give yourself to me and my second freely, or do you wish to choose another primary male?”
The intensity of the moment, their anticipation of my response, nearly drove me over the edge. “What am I supposed to say?”
“Fuck. Just say yes.” Sam’s lips traced the line of my spine, his kisses moving up and down my back.
“Yes. Hell, yes.”
I was shocked to feel Nik’s relief and cupped his face.
“Without doubt or reservation, I want you both. Do you hear me?”
He nodded and I kissed him, wiped the suspicious hint of a tear from the corner of his eye. Kissed him again.