I nod, unable to speak. My body trembles ?s hands and mouths move everywhere. Stroking, licking, sucking and nipping until I go off like a firework. My toes curl and my body arches. Parker covered my mouth with his, muffling the scream I can’t hold back with a kiss.
“We should move this upstairs,” Rye says as I fight to stay conscious.
If the heat weren’t still coursing through me, if it weren’t still demanding more, I’m pretty sure I’d have blacked out from the intensity of that orgasm.
I vaguely register the movement as Ryder carries me upstairs and places me down on his bed, then Parker is on me again, his mouth claiming mine in a gentler kiss, as if trying to coax me back from delirium. He breaks the kiss to help me into a sitting position and then pulls off my top in one go.
I briefly catch a glimpse of Ryder, Callen and Remy looking like they’re in a silent argument, but before I can ask what’s wrong, Parker pulls my attention back to him as he leans over to suck a n****e into his mouth.
I flop back onto the bed, and he follows me down. He brushes the hair back from my face, and his eyes search mine. The love and devotion I see there almost brings me to tears as I’m overwhelmed with love for this man. He gives me a soft smile, and I almost melt right there on the bed.
“You are so beautiful, Paige, especially like this. You have no idea what you do to me,” he whispers.
“I love you, Parker.” I breathe. “I want you to mark me. I want to be yours.”
His eyes flash with his wolf as they dart to my neck before locking back on my eyes. “Soon, I
:. promise. I love you too, so much.”
He kisses me again before backing away. I reach for him, but he’s too fast. Then Ryder is there, standing completely naked in front of me like a god with hunger in his eyes. Another rush of heat hits me, making me whimper with need for him.
Ryder crawls onto the bed, settling his body over mine. His lips find mine again, kissing me with a desperation that matches the fire roaring inside me. He rolls onto his back, taking me with him so that I’m on top. Then Callen is there then, his hands helping me up to straddle his brother.
He presses himself against my back, his arms wrapping around me to steady me as I line myself up on Ryder’s, now condom-wrapped, erection. Thank goodness they still had the brain capacity to remember that detail, because I certainly hadn’t.
My eyes lock on Rye’s as I lower myself onto him. We both groan as my body stretches to accommodate him.
“Goddess, baby, you look so f*****g good taking him like this,” Callen whispers against my ear, his hands finding my breasts.
Then, I can’t wait a second longer, I start to move, needing that friction more than I need my next breath.
Ryder’s hands grip my hips, guiding me as I chase both of our releases. This feels so right, to be sandwiched between them this way. The three of us sharing such an intimate connection without an ounce of awkwardness. Every brush of hands, every whispered word, every moan makes my core pulse with wave after wave of bliss. I feel the bond humming, amplifying everything, my arousal, Ryder’s hunger, and our connection, and I lose myself in it, surrendering fully to it.
Ryder groans low, a sound that vibrates through my chest and soul. “That’s it. Let go, Paige.”
I do, with a silent scream as Ryder’s hips jut beneath me and Callen whispers praise in my ear.
** Paige’s POV **
Before I can catch my breath, before Ryder even has a chance to steady me, Callen is lifting me, his movements sudden and urgent. His hands grip my waist, pulling my ass towards him until I’m on my hands and knees above Ryder.
Callen doesn’t wait, he doesn’t warn me, he just presses into me, claiming the space Ryder was in seconds ago. My head spins, my every nerve ending alive with Ryder’s touch, and now Callen’s forceful hands are adding another layer of fire, burning hotter, demanding more.
“Paige,” he growls, voice rough, a low rumble that shakes through me. “You’re driving me mad. I can’t hold back.”
“Then don’t,” I breathe.
I gasp as he slams into me, thrust after thrust driving me closer and closer to oblivion. Ryder’s mouth finds mine, rough and possessive, his teeth nipping at my lower lip in a way that makes my knees weaken. Every touch of his hands over my sides and breasts drives me higher, and I feel it, feel them both, my body giving into the dual sensations as heat ripples through.
Callen’s hands reach around, brushing against my thighs, before teasing the wetness between them. My hips jerk instinctively toward him, pushing him deeper. I can feel Ryder’s hand tighten on my hip at the same time. My body is alive in ways I didn’t think possible, every nerve screaming, my mind and senses both overwhelmed.
Callen pulls me upright, and Ryder holds me steady as Callen wraps a large hand around my throat, squeezing gently, not enough to hurt or cut off my air, but enough to add an element of danger. It sends a thrill through me.
“Do you still want me to mark this pretty little neck, baby?” Callen hisses into my ear, his teeth grazing my lobe. “Do you want me to make you mine?”
I moan, rocking against him. “Yes. Please, Cal, do it,” I beg, surer than I’ve ever been.
“Goddess, Paige,” he groans, “You’re so responsive. You’re killing me.”
I cry out at the words, heat flaring hotter, spreading through me in waves that have no end. His mouth drops to my shoulder, right beside Ryder’s mark. Then, with a possessive growl, he bites down. His teeth sink into me with an explosion of pleasure and pain.
I shatter. My mind is spinning, my body humming, my senses overloaded. As the bond slams into place, it pulses through me, magnifying everything.
Callen groans against my shoulder, his body straining into mine as we seal ourselves together, and I let myself fall into it fully, surrendering my soul to him.
I don’t remember moving, but when my senses return, I’m on the bed wrapped in Callen’s arms as he peppers my head with kisses. Ryder is behind me, his fingers trailing lightly over my hip. I feel safe and warm here in this little bubble.
“Thank you, Paige, you’ve completed a piece of me I didn’t even know was missing,” his voice is thick with the emotions I can feel through the bond.
I tilt my head up, still half dazed, and my eyes find Callen’s. His chest heaves like he’s just run for miles, but what undoes me is the tears streaming down his face.
“Cal…” I say softly, reaching up and wiping the wetness from his cheeks with my thumb. He catches my wrist in his hand, pressing a kiss to my palm.
“Don’t,” he chokes out, shaking his head. “Don’t look at me like that, or I’ll completely fall apart.”
I smile through my own tears. “Too late,” I whisper.
His arms tighten around me, holding me as if I’m fragile. “Paige… you don’t know what you’ve given me. What this means. I’ve dreamed of this moment for years. Not just the bond, but…” His eyes flick to Ryder, who is still pressed against my back, steady and silent. “This. The three of us. The way fate always meant it to be. Thank you for letting me share it with him.”
I cup his cheek. “You’re both mine now. Forever.”
Ryder’s hand slides up my side, his lips pressing against my shoulder. Callen’s breath hitches, and he lets out a broken laugh. “You are perfect.”
He kisses me again, pouring everything he can’t say into it. When he pulls away, his forehead rests against mine, and I feel his tears on my cheeks.
“I love you,” he murmurs, his voice shaky but certain. “I love you so damn much.”
The bond between us hums, alive and new. My heart is so full it’s overflowing, almost too much for my chest to contain.
“I love you too,” I whisper, almost choking on the lump in my throat.
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