“At the same time as in…” I trail off, trying to think of how to word this.
“Imagine me bending you over and filling your p*ssy while my brother fills your mouth,” Callen whispers, inching closer.
The breath is knocked from my lungs and I squeeze my thighs together as my mind conjures up the image he created.
What is wrong with me? This should send me running. To even contemplate such a scenario is just…
“Cal,” Ryder warns, as I struggle to breathe.
The air feels too thick, and my heart races. Is it hot in here?
You like that idea, don’t you?” Callen asks, ignoring Ryder. “There’s so many possibilities, Paige. You riding my brothers c*ck, and then I come up behind you and take your ass. Do you think you could handle that?”
I can’t speak. My mouth is dry, my brain short-circuited by the images Callen’s words just painted across the inside of my skull. I should be furious with him. Embarrassed and offended. But I’m not. I’m burning.
Heat runs down my spine, blooming between my legs, pulsing with every erratic beat of my heart. I squeeze my legs tighter together, but it doesn’t help.
Callen’s smile darkens with satisfaction, like he can scent the shift in me, and god, maybe he can.
“You’re picturing it now, aren’t you?” he whispers. “You’re imagining what it would feel like to be taken by both of us at once. To be completely filled. Owned.” is aves o
Ryder shifts behind me, and I can feel me without needing to look at him. There’s a tension rolling off him now too. Sitting between the two of them feels like sitting between two live wires, each of them daring me to touch.
“Callen,” Ryder warns again, but this time it’s more of a growl. Like he’s jealous. Like the idea of his brother planting those thoughts in my head is driving him just as wild.
Why do I like that, though?
I finally manage to swallow, my voice croaky when it comes out. “That’s a lot to take in.”
Callen grins wickedly. “That’s the point, sweetheart.”
“You’re going to scare her off,” Ryder groans, dragging a hand over his face.
“No,” I whisper before I can stop myself and both of them freeze.
My heart pounds in my ears. I feel like I’m standing on the edge of a cliff, and the worst part is… I want to fall. I want to see how deep this thing goes.
“I’m not scared,” I say quietly. “Not of you. Not of what I want.””
“Then tell us want you want, Paige.” Callen says in a low, gravely voice.
I glance between them, still struggling to breathe. “I don’t know how to want you both without feeling like
I’m betraying someone.”
“You’re not,” Ryder says, his voice low and gentle, but his eyes are hungry and wild. “There’s no betrayal here. We chose this. We want it. We want you.”
“Every time you hesitate, every time you doubt, we’ll still be here. Still choosing you.” Callen adds, moving so close his thigh brushes against mine.
My body leans towards his like it doesn’t belong to me anymore, pulled to him like two magnets.
“Tell us to stop,” Ryder says suddenly. “If this is too much, if you want space, then we will give it to you. Just say the word.”
I don’t say anything. I can’t. Because even now, with my whole body trembling. I’m not thinking about running. I’m thinking about what it would feel like to stay. To let go of the fear. The expectations and the what-ifs, and to just feel what it could be like. Maybe just one time.
“I don’t think I want space,” I whisper.
Callen leans in, his lips brushing my ear. “Then tell us what you want, Paige. Right here, right now.”
My pulse quickens, growing wilder with every word from these two. “I want… I want to stop thinking. Just for one night.”
Ryder moves to sit beside me, his arm brushing my shoulder as he moves my hair to expose my neck.
“We can give you that,” he murmurs, his breath fanning over my neck. “Just say yes.”
I look between them. My fated mates. Twin brothers. Predators. Mine.
I let out a shaky breath. Wondering if I’m about to make the biggest mistake, or the best decision of my life.
“Yes,”
**Paige’s POV **
The moment the word leaves my lips, the energy in the room shifts.
Callen gets to his feet, far too graceful for a regular human male. He looks predatory as he looks down at me, but when he extends a hand to me, it feels more like an offer than a demand. He’s still giving me a choice, a chance to back out. My breath catches in my throat as I slide my fingers into his.
He pulls me to my feet and I almost crash into his chest. Ryder stands behind me, and I feel the heat of his body before I feel his touch. His hand rests lightly on my lower back. The small contact and the feeling of them boxing me in makes my knees weak.
Without a word, the pair guide me upstairs. The air feels heavier with every step, charged with a raw desire that threatens to suffocate me.
When we reach Ryder’s bedroom, Callen nudges the door open and leads me inside. It’s dimly lit, moonlight spilling across the bed, illuminating it like a stage. Everything in me screams to run, to hide, to protect myself. Warning me that if I take this step with them, there’ll be no going back. That I’m opening myself up to something that will consume me.
I don’t run though. I don’t hide. Because a bigger part of me wants this.
Ryder turns me to face him, his finger trailing down my arm. “Tell us if it’s too much. If you need us to stop, at any point, just say the words and we’ll stop.”
Callen steps in close behind me, his chest brushing my back. “But if you don’t stop us,” he whispers, lips near my ear, “We’re going to ruin you, Paige. In the best way.”
A full-body shiver runs through me. “I don’t want you to stop.”
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