Chapter Sixteen
Odette
to blissed
to care
“She’s still twitching,” Micha said, his voice low and reverent as he pressed his fingers inside me again, drawing a slow, shuddering breath from my lips. “Still tight. Like she wants more.”
“She’ll get it,” Salem murmured, bending to press a kiss to my shoulder.
Then his mouth was on my neck, soft lips and sharp teeth ghosting over where he wanted to leave his mark.
His hand moved to my breast, thumb brushing over my nipple until it peaked, the sensation sending jolts of need straight to my core.
I arched between them, a moan escaping me as Micha’s fingers curled just right inside me again.
“You’re doing so good, Omega,” Salem whispered against my throat. “Taking us so perfectly.”
“You hear that, sunshine?” Micha added, curling his fingers again, teasing me with slow thrusts that made my legs shake. “You’re making us lose our fucking minds.”
I whimpered, caught between the two of them. Salem’s mouth on my throat, his fingers teasing my breasts. Micha’s hand between my thighs, every movement calculated to unravel me further.
And across the room…Haze.
I turned my head just enough to see him. Still seated, still hard, leaking, panting. His fists clenched in his lap, his face red with desperation.
“I can smell you from here,” he growled. “You’re soaking the fucking nest, sunshine. Let me touch you.”
I gave him a wicked smile. “Not yet.”
He let out a sound that was somewhere between a groan and a whine, throwing his head back against the chair.
“I’m gonna die. You’re gonna kill me.”
I purred at him, grinding down on Micha’s hand as Salem bent to kiss me again. “Then you’ll die happy, baby.”
Micha growled under his breath. “She’s getting close again.”
And I was—the pressure built inside me like a thunderhead ready to burst.
With Salem holding me, whispering praises into my ear, and Micha driving me higher and higher with those perfect, relentless fingers, I had no hope of holding back.
I shattered between them, loud, raw, unstoppable.
I was still trembling from the second orgasm when Micha shifted me above him with his hands bracketing my hips. He looked down at me like I was both his salvation and his undoing, like he’d been waiting a lifetime for this.
“Odette,” he said, his voice rough and barely restrained, “you sure?”
“Yes,” I breathed. “I want you inside me.”
He growled low, then kissed me hard, biting at my lip, stealing the breath from my lungs.
Salem moved behind me as Micha positioned himself at my entrance. I felt his fingers trail down my spine, steady and warm, anchoring me even as my body burned.
“I want you too,” I said softly, looking back at Salem. “I want both of you.”
His hand spread across my lower back, the weight of it reassuring even as his other hand reached between my cheeks, slicking me with careful fingers. I gasped as he worked me open slowly.
Micha pushed in first, the thick head of his cock breaching me inch by inch. I cried out, the stretch searing and perfect.
“Gods,” he hissed, voice shaking. “You’re so fucking tight. So warm. Feels like heaven.”
His body shuddered as he hits the top of his knot, buried deep, filling me completely. He didn’t move right away; he just stayed there, holding himself still while I adjusted around him.
Behind me, Salem murmured, “You’re doing so good, Omega. So fucking perfect.”
He pushed in slowly, his cock thick and unrelenting, stretching me in a way that made me cry out into the nest. The burn of it was sharp, but not painful. It was right. All-consuming.
I was full. Completely surrounded by them.
Micha kissed me again, slow and hungry as Salem finally seated himself fully behind me, his hands gripping my hips tight.
“Mine,” Micha growled against my lips.
“Ours,” Salem corrected, his voice low and sure.
Then they began to move.
Together.
They moved like they’d done this before.
Like they’d rehearsed it in dreams.
Micha set the pace, slow at first, drawing back until just the head of his cock remained inside me before pushing back in, firm and deep, his breath catching each time he bottomed out. His hands held my hips steady, his body pressed close to mine, chest brushing mine with every thrust.
Salem matched him perfectly. When Micha pulled back, Salem pushed in, their rhythm staggered just enough to keep me filled at all times. My body jolted with every motion, caught between the two of them, heat and precision, thunder and stone.
“Fuck,” I gasped, head dropping between my arms, my body arching with every slick grind. “You feel…gods…you feel so good.”
Salem bent over me, his lips brushing my ear. “You’re incredible,” he whispered, his voice smooth and steady despite the strain in his muscles. “So tight. So warm. Taking both of us like you were made for it.”
“I think she was,” Micha growled from beneath me, one hand slipping up to palm my breast, squeezing just enough to send another jolt of pleasure straight through me.
Their hands moved like they knew my body better than I did—gripping, guiding, worshipping. My senses spun, lost in the friction, the stretch, the heat building fast between us.
Across the room, I heard a guttural noise.
I turned my head just enough to catch Haze’s expression.
Wrecked.
His cock was flushed, leaking, twitching with every breath. His knot swollen, cum coverin his thigh and drippin on the chair. His jaw clenched tight, sweat beading on his brow as he gripped the arms of the chair like they were the only thing keeping him grounded.
“I’m going to fuckin’ explode,” he muttered, voice ragged. “She’s gonna kill me.”
“Looks like you did,” I gasped between moans, my voice cracking on the edge of a scream. “Don’t worry I’ll make you cum again.”
Micha’s pace picked up then, hips slamming into me with a force that made the entire nest shift beneath us. Salem’s grip tightened, fingers bruising on my hips as he drove forward to meet him.
“Say it,” Micha growled, voice ragged. “Tell us who you belong to.”
“You,” I choked out. “Both of you. Gods…yours.”
Salem leaned in, teeth grazing my neck. “Again.”
“Yours,” I sobbed, body trembling as another orgasm coiled hard and fast. “I’m…fuck…I’m gonna…”
“Let go,” Micha demanded. “Come on our cocks, sunshine. Let us feel it.”
The dam shattered.
I came hard, crying out, my body clenching tight around them. My vision blurred. My breath vanished. I fell into it like a wave crashing against jagged stone, and they followed.
They both sink their teeth into opposite sides of my neck.
I cry out cumming again. I lean forward, sinking my teeth into the skin above Micha’s heart.
The bond comes to life. The feeling of Micha’s steadfast determination and love fills my chest. I turn my head and bite into Salem’s bicep.
Our bond pulses to life, and his calm, sweet love fills me.
Micha cursed, slamming into me one last time, burying his knot as deep as he came with a broken groan. I felt the heat of it, pulsing inside me.
Salem held on a moment longer, whispering my name like a vow as his rhythm faltered, hips jerking once, twice, then stilling as he emptied himself deep inside me, groaning low and feral.
Salem pulls out as I collapse into the nest, boneless, shaking, my body wrung out and glowing.
They stayed pressed close, soft kisses and whispered praise grounding me as we came down from the high. After a few minutes, Micha’s knot goes down. I give a soft moan of protest when he slips out.
The bed dips as I hear a whimper from Haze. Looking up, I see Ravik shuffling on his knees towards me. The expression on his face makes me catch my breath. Wrapping his large hand around my ankle, he yanks me toward him, making me laugh.
“Mine.” He growls into my mouth as he kisses me roughly. I moan into his mouth, loving his taste. He pushes my thighs apart, pulling away from my mouth, and gives me a feral grin. “Say it.” He demands.
“I love you.”
Ravik filled me in with one brutal, perfect thrust. I cried out, my back arching, thighs locked tight around his hips.
He didn’t move at first. Just stayed there, deep inside me, pressed flush against my body like he was trying to anchor himself in place.
Like he was overwhelmed by the feeling of me.
“You’re so fucking perfect,” he growled, his voice low and dangerous in my ear. “So wet. So warm. Gods, you’re mine.”
“Yes,” I whispered, breath hitching. “Yours, Ravik. All yours.”
He pulled back, slow and deliberate, only to slam back in hard enough to make the nest shift under us. My breath left me in a broken gasp.
And then he did it again.
And again.
Each thrust was harder than the last. A punishing rhythm that bordered on brutal—but never once crossed the line into careless. Ravik might’ve looked like a beast, but everything he gave me was precise. Controlled.
He kissed me like I was oxygen. Bit my lip like it would tether him to this earth. His cock wrecked me. “You feel how tight you are for me?” he rasped, his hand sliding beneath my thigh, angling me just right so he could hit that spot inside me that made my vision white out.
“Fuck…Ravik!”
“That’s it,” he snarled, hips snapping. “Say my name. Let them all hear who’s making you fall apart.”
I did.
Over and over again.
Micha murmured praises somewhere beside me. Salem ran his fingers down my arm, grounding me through the storm.
And still…
Ravik didn’t stop.
He shifted, grabbing both of my thighs and pinning them up over his shoulders, folding me open. My body screamed in pleasure. I could feel everything—the stretch, the pressure, the slick slide of him pounding into me so deep I could barely breathe.
Tears pricked at the corners of my eyes.
Not from pain.
From how much it meant to be taken like this, wanted like this.
He bent down, forearms bracketing my head, sweat slicking his skin. He smells delicious and like home. He kissed the corner of my mouth. My jaw. My temple.