The thought of Kai—my steady, unshakable man—filling me like this, nothing separating us, sends a shiver down my spine.
It feels… primal.
His eyes stay locked on mine, dark and burning as I sink lower, the blunt head of his cock pressing so deep it steals my breath.
“Breathe,” Kai murmurs, his lips brushing against my collarbone. “Let me in, little dove.”
I exhale shakily, my fingers curling into his shoulders. His words anchor me as I relax fully, letting gravity pull me flush against his hips.
The knife drags lightly down my ribs, just enough pressure to make me keen.
“Look how well you take it,” he whispers, voice like gravel and silk wrapped into one. “So beautiful like this.”
The praise strikes low in my belly, pooling molten heat between my legs where I’m wrapped tight around him. His cock twitches inside me, like he feels it too—the same unbearable closeness. The same overwhelming ache that comes with knowing there’s nothing separating us anymore.
“You feel that?” he rasps, letting the blade trace the curve of my waist. “Every inch of me inside you. Just you and me. Nothing between us.”
I nod, unable to form words as he grips my hip tighter, holding me still.
For a moment, he doesn’t move.
Neither of us do.
The world shrinks down to the space where our bodies meet, where I’m stretched and trembling around him, where the sharp edge of the knife keeps me on that delicate line between surrender and anticipation.
Kai’s lips press to my temple, the warmth of his breath fanning over my skin.
“This is mine now,” he murmurs.
His hips flex, just a fraction, and I gasp at the molten slide of him inside me—bare, thick, and unrelenting.
Mine.
I hear Julian come behind me, his belt clinking as Kai thrusts up into me—hard.
“Oh fuck,” I whimper, rocking my hips. Kai’s free hand is guiding me, moving me up, back, and down with a hard pull. “Yes,” I hiss. “Just like that.”
The knife comes back up to my throat, and it only enhances the sensation of feeling Kai inside of me. I can hear Julian stroking himself behind me, and as I bend forward to take him, Kai clucks his tongue as the blade presses farther into my neck. I can feel the way Kai controls the pressure of it against my skin—always there, but never dangerous.
I trust him.
“No. Fill her mouth. My little dove is going to recite some Bible passages.”
“Mmm, yes she is,” Julian says, reaching over and handing me the discarded Bible from earlier.
I grip the leather-bound book to my chest as I grind down on Kai, focusing on the feel of his warm length inside of me. It feels… indescribable.
Julian comes around on his knees next to Kai, and I can tell by the frenetic way he’s stroking himself that he’s close.
“Open up, pet.”
I obey without hesitation, parting my lips as Kai watches with quiet authority. Julian’s cock presses against my tongue, heavy and leaking, and I take him fully, hollowing my cheeks as he groans above me.
Thick, hot spurts of cum hit the back of my throat, but I hold it, locking my jaw as the taste of him coats my tongue—salty, bitter, and grounding.
“Fuck,” Julian rasps, shuddering as he slides out of my mouth. “That’s my girl.”
I lift my eyes, but it’s not Julian’s gaze I find.
