Chapter Twenty-Three #3
He snags it mid-air without looking, thumb flicking the cap open one-handed. The sharp citrus scent hits first. Eunho's shoulders tense even before Dohwan pours a thick stream between his cheeks.
“Fuck, that's cold!” Eunho arches off the mattress, muscles rippling under sweat-slick skin.
Dohwan slaps his ass hard enough to leave a red handprint. “Hold. Still.”
I perch on the edge of the bed, knees brushing Dohwan's thigh as he shifts. His fingers glisten under the lamplight when he spreads the lube, circling Eunho's tight rim. My own breath hitches in tandem with Eunho's when that first fingertip breaches him.
“Breathe,” Dohwan orders, though his jaw clenches as he works the digit deeper. Eunho's choked groan vibrates through the mattress.
A second finger joins without warning. Eunho's knuckles are bleach white where he's fisting the sheets. “Fuck—Dohwan—”
“Told you to hold still.” Dohwan's gaze snaps to mine as he crooks his fingers. The smirk twisting his lips matches the filthy squelch of lube. “Watch how he takes it.”
Eunho's hips jerk back instinctively. Dohwan lunges forward to nip one of Eunho's ass cheeks with his fangs in punishment. The dual gasp—pain from Eunho, dark satisfaction from Dohwan—sends heat coiling low in my belly.
“Third,” Dohwan announces, twisting his wrist.
Eunho's shout cracks halfway through. His spine bows, tendons standing rigid as Dohwan scissors him open. “Fuck! Too much—”
“You'll take it.” Dohwan leans over Eunho's trembling back, lips brushing the shell of his ear. “Or should I let Gawon see you beg off my cock?”
The growl reverberates through both their chests. Eunho shoves his face into the comforter, muffled curses dissolving into punched-out moans as Dohwan's fingers plunge deeper.
“Good boy.” Dohwan's praise drips venomous sweetness. His free hand skates up my thigh, leaving fiery trails.
“Clothes off. Now.” Dohwan's command slices through the humid air as he withdraws glistening fingers from Eunho's body.
I don't hesitate, fingers flying to my shirt buttons. Eunho's gasp when Dohwan leaves him reverberates in my bones, the wet slap of skin on skin accelerating my pulse. My discarded clothes puddle on the floor as Dohwan kneels naked behind Eunho, thick cock glistening with lube and precum.
“Look at her,” Dohwan growls, gripping Eunho's hipbones. “Watch your mate strip while I split you open.”
Eunho's jaw clenches, sweat-slicked throat working as I step closer to the bed. Dohwan's grin turns feral when our eyes meet, his hips snapping forward in one brutal thrust.
“Fucking—!” Eunho's shout cracks into a moan, back arching like a drawn bow. I climb onto the mattress, transfixed by the obscene stretch of Dohwan's cock disappearing into Eunho's body.
“Move,” Dohwan rasps, yanking Eunho's hair until he's kneeling upright. The shift makes Eunho choke out a sob, hands scrambling for purchase on my thighs. Dohwan's thumb smears blood from Eunho's bitten lip, pressing it against my nipple. “Make him earn it.”
Eunho's mouth closes over me before I can breathe, fangs grazing delicately as his tongue swirls. Dohwan's rhythm turns punishing, each thrust jolting Eunho's face harder against my breast.
“Harder,” I gasp, fingers tangling in Eunho's sweat-damp hair. His moan vibrates through me as he sucks hard enough to bruise, Dohwan's relentless pace keeping us both teetering on the edge.
Eunho's hands find my hips, blunt nails digging crescent moons into my skin as Dohwan leans over his shoulder.
Dohwan's fingers tighten on the back of Eunho's neck, holding him captive. “You want in?” His eyes burn into mine over the curve of Eunho's shoulder. “Or just content to watch?”
I arch into Eunho's mouth still working my nipple, the sharp sensation of his fangs making my breath catch. “You offering to share?”
Eunho groans around my breast as Dohwan slams deeper into him. “Need you,” he pants against my damp skin, lips brushing the peak he just abandoned. “Now.”
Dohwan's answering growl vibrates through the mattress as he hauls Eunho upright against his chest. My thighs clench at the raw hunger in Eunho's expression—pupils blown wide, lips swollen from Dohwan's brutal kisses. I catch his jaw, thumb brushing the split in his lower lip from earlier.
“Incredible,” I murmur, leaning in to lick the copper tang from his mouth. His tongue tangles with mine, desperate and claiming.
Dohwan's hand grips my thigh, guiding me forward. “Straddle him. Slowly.”
Eunho's cock jumps against my inner thigh when I grip the base, glistening with precum. I hold his gaze as I sink down, the stretch burning sweet. His choked “Fuck!” mingles with Dohwan's guttural curse beneath us.
“Tighter than a fucking fist,” Dohwan snarls, hips snapping up to bury himself deeper. The motion jolts Eunho forward inside me, dragging a moan from all three of us.
Eunho's forehead drops to my collarbone, breath hot against my racing pulse. “Move. Please.”
I rock forward, finding the angle that makes his fingers dig into my hips. Dohwan's rhythm turns punishing, each thrust punching sounds from Eunho's throat that vibrate through my skin.
“Look at me,” Dohwan commands, hand brutal on the back of Eunho's neck. Their locked gazes burn hotter than any flame as I ride Eunho harder, chasing the coil tightening low in my belly.
Eunho's fangs graze my throat. “Close,” he warns, the word a half-growl.
Dohwan's free hand slides between our sweat-slick bodies, thumb finding my clit.
He circles it with punishing precision, maintaining a grip on Eunho to keep us both upright.
I choke on a gasp as Eunho's next thrust rams deeper, my nails digging into his shoulders.
The room pulses with heat, the occasional spark jumping across the bed covers—our combined fire magic leaking through the cracks in our control. But at least we hold it this time.
“Who would've thought,” Dohwan snarls against Eunho's ear. His teeth gleam wet and dangerous in the low light. “Kang Eunho. The perfect cockslut.”
Eunho's broken moan vibrates through where our chests press together. I arch an eyebrow at Dohwan. I didn't think he was particularly delicate with me, but he's not holding back at all with Eunho. Dohwan grinds the heel of his palm against me.
“I can't brand you like she does,” Dohwan continues, tongue tracing the shell of Eunho's ear. He twists his fingers in Eunho's hair and yanks back, exposing the vulnerable column of his throat. “But I'm going to make sure everyone knows who you belong to.”
Eunho's hips stutter first—a tiny fracture in his rhythm that Dohwan exploits. His fangs sink into the front of Eunho's shoulder with a vicious, precise move. A spot that will be visible even with a shirt on.
The scream tears from all three of us.
Eunho's back arches like a live wire, his cock swelling inside me. Dohwan's growl resonates through bone and muscle as he drives deep, his hips pistoning faster.
I come apart with a sound I don't recognize—half sob, half scream. My vision whites out as my cunt clamps down hard enough to make Eunho shout. He's still moving through it, chasing his own release with desperate snaps of his hips that rub oversensitive nerves raw.
“Fuck, fuck, she's milking me dry—” Eunho's voice cracks as his rhythm fractures completely. Heat floods my core in thick pulses as he comes, his forehead pressed to mine. Our shared panting fills the air between us, sticky with sweat and the faint smell of smoke in the air.
Dohwan's grip on my hip becomes punishing.
The final thrust bends Eunho nearly double beneath me. Dohwan's roar shakes the bedframe as he spills, his teeth still buried in Eunho's flesh. I feel the hot rush through Eunho's body, the way his muscles flutter around Dohwan's cock.
We tumble down together, breathless. Dohwan's forehead rests against Eunho's ravaged shoulder, his tongue lapping lazily at the bite mark still weeping crimson. My thighs tremble where they're still spread over Eunho's lap, our combined release leaking down his thighs.
Eunho's laugh comes out hoarse and wrecked. “Fucking animal,” he rasps, fingers carding through Dohwan's sweat-damp hair with surprising tenderness.
Dohwan nips the fresh wound, making us both jump. “Your animal.”
That's a surprising thought. His. Theirs. Mine. Ours, shared. This is ours now.
I trace lazy patterns across Eunho's chest, my fingertip following the dips and curves of his muscles. The bed creaks as we shift, barely containing all three of us. My queen-sized mattress wasn't made for two full-grown fae males and even my smaller frame.
My fingers drift up to the angry red mark on Eunho's neck, the bite still fresh and stark against his skin. Dohwan's fangs left clear impressions—there's no mistaking what it is or who left it.
“No hiding that one,” I muse, pressing gently on the tender flesh.
Dohwan's arm tightens around my waist from behind. “He better not dare try.”
I twist my head to look at him, taking in the possessive gleam in his eyes as he stares at his mark on Eunho's throat. “You seem more possessive of him than you are of me.”
“No.” Dohwan's nose brushes my temple. “I just had to wait much longer to claim him. Had to earn it.”
I glance between them, curiosity sparking. “So you two really didn't know? About your feelings for each other this whole time?”
They exchange a loaded look over my head. Eunho's eyes drop first, his lashes casting shadows on his cheeks.
Dohwan's frown etches deep lines around his mouth. “No. I thought he didn't like me at all.”
“I thought you hated me,” Eunho says quietly.
“Wait.” I prop myself up on one elbow. “So you were both wrong?”
Dohwan's frown deepens as he stares at Eunho. “You were the one who made it clear you couldn't have feelings for me.”
Eunho sits up so fast the bed frame groans in protest. He gapes at Dohwan with naked bewilderment. “What on earth are you talking about?”
I watch the conflict play across Dohwan's face as he looks hard at the ceiling, his jaw working. Finally, he lets out a long breath.