“You’re not in charge,” Shan grunted.
His thrusts were aborted, barely moving. He was on the brink of an orgasm too, trying to hold it back to prove his self-control was better than ours. He’d already proven that.
“Please,” I whimpered.
He gave in, no longer needing me to beg. I’d begged enough tonight and we had all waited too long for this. Bringing a hand down to my clit, I’d barely touched it and I was coming. My body shivered and jolted, stuck between both men and not having anywhere to go. The clenching of my holes on their lengths triggered their orgasms. We all fell into bliss together, Caspian most of all, as he felt our releases and fed off them.
When come was spilling out of both of my holes, I felt teeth at my neck.
It was Caspian, sharp fangs pressing against my neck from behind.
“Can I?” he asked.
It was hard to make my words work, but I managed a shaky nod and a quiet yes.
His teeth sank in, thrusting me into another orgasm and another one from him at the same time. My ass felt stuffed full with cum, even though some of it was spilling from my hole around his cock. Shan groaned as I clenched around his oversensitive length, and then his teeth came down to press against my breast.
He peered up at me, deep brown eyes gleaming, as if waiting for me to stop him.
I had no plans to.
His mark was meant to be on me, and he could leave it wherever he pleased.
The bond between Caspian and I was open already, and with the intensity of their connection to each other, I could feel hints of what Shan was feeling. There was nervousness, more than I’d thought he would have, and joy. And, of course, arousal, but that I caught in his paper and ink scent. No bond necessary.
He bit me after that extended pause, and I screamed up at the ceiling. My body was so sensitive from the teasing and the double penetration and the orgasms, for a second I wasn’t sure if I could take the final orgasm his claiming wrung out of me. My vision went spotty and I almost passed out.
Through it, they both held me, tongues stroking the bite marks they’d left behind.
All three of us were panting and spent, and by the time I stopped clenching down, Caspian’s cock was softening and slipping from my ass. His cum followed, making even more of a mess. I sighed softly, not giving a fuck about it at that particular moment.
“If you hadn’t wrecked me so fucking thoroughly, I could have bitten you back,” I said, letting them roll me off of Caspian and onto my side.
I’d need to clean up, but it was incredibly unappealing to move further than that.
Shan chuckled. “You can claim us after we’ve killed Kylan.”
“I’d rather have you claimed beforehand, but I can’t imagine we’ll have much more time for trysts like this. We’re leaving tomorrow.”
“Before, after, it doesn’t matter. We’re yours, and you’re ours.”
His chest rumbled in a purr and I felt the truth of the statement. It was odd feeling Shan’s emotions when it so often seemed he didn’t have any. He was more emotive than I would have thought. Caspian’s head was as overwhelming as I’d expected, filled to the brim with emotions as he purred and curled against my back. He was half-asleep, the overload of magic leaving him pleasantly full.
“Fine,” I said, the word marred by a yawn. “Our bond is stronger than I expected without it, anyway. My bond with Emmett isn’t this intense.”
The one I had with Oswald was, but I’d assumed it was because we had an existing bond to overlap it. “You and Em haven’t consummated it yet or spent enough time together to have a strong one. It’s going to grow.”
“I bet it’ll grow when Em and Cas claim each other too.”
Caspian squeaked, proving he was still paying attention to us. “I don’t know if that’s going to happen,” he said softly.
“You and Shan claimed each other. Why wouldn’t you do it with Emmett?”
“He might not want to.”
I snorted. “My bond with Em may not be strong, but it’s plenty strong enough for me to know how much affection he feels when he looks at you. He probably doesn’t want to overwhelm you with too many new bonds, but he’ll bite you if you ask.”
Shan nodded his agreement. The angel winced as he stood from the bed on shaky legs, walking to the bathroom to get us some supplies to tidy up. Realistically we should all hop in the shower, but that wasn’t going to happen until we’d had a nap.
