Chapter Twenty-Four #2
The world tilts as Dohwan hoists me over his shoulder, the hard plane of his muscles digging into my stomach.
Soot yelps and scrambles off the couch in a shower of glowing embers from his fur.
My palms slap against Dohwan's back as he strides forward, the heat of him searing through his shirt. “Put me down, you—”
The breath whooshes out of me as I hit the cushions.
Dohwan's already stripping his shirt overhead, the firelight catching on the valleys between his abs.
My throat goes dry watching his fingers pop the button of his pants.
Eunho appears at his side like smoke, shirtless and grinning, his cock straining against his fly.
Dohwan grabs a fistful of Eunho's hair and yanks him into a kiss that sounds like clashing blades. I watch their fangs catch on their lips, Dohwan's growl vibrating through the room. When he breaks away, Eunho's mouth glistens.
“Get her ready,” Dohwan orders, shoving Eunho toward me and onto his knees with a thud.
Eunho's hands slide under my knees before I can taunt him, spreading my legs wide. His breath ghosts across my inner thigh. “Always taste like cinnamon,” he murmurs, then seals his mouth over me.
I arch off the couch, fingers twisting in Eunho's hair as his tongue spears inside. Dohwan's low chuckle rolls over me as he fists his cock, the thick glide of his hand drawing my gaze. “His tongue's amazing, isn't it?”
Eunho moans against me, the vibration rippling through my core. His tongue flicks faster, dragging up to suck my clit between his lips. I bite back a scream, thighs trembling around his head. Dohwan drops to his knees behind Eunho, hand diving into the other male's pants.
“Both holes,” Dohwan rasps, pulling Eunho's cock free. “Now.”
Eunho's tongue leaves a wet trail lower. I gasp when he laps at my ass, the shock of heat making my toes curl. Dohwan strokes Eunho in time with each flick of his tongue, his other hand splayed possessively across Eunho's back.
“Fuck—” I choke out as Eunho's tongue breaches me there, the dual sensation of his mouth and Dohwan's rough hands on us both threatening to unravel me.
Dohwan presses an open-mouthed kiss between Eunho's shoulder blades. “Make her come,” he orders, tightening his grip on Eunho's cock.
Eunho's moan vibrates through me as he seals his lips around my clit again. His tongue flicks mercilessly while Dohwan pumps him faster, the slick sounds of skin on skin mingling with my ragged breaths. The coil snaps, white heat searing through my veins as I clamp down on Eunho's face.
“Fuck!” My hips jerk uncontrollably, nails scoring the couch cushions. Dohwan's growl of approval follows me into the abyss, Eunho's tongue drawing out every last tremor until I collapse back, boneless.
Dohwan's smirk burns hotter than his flames as he yanks Eunho's pants down in one rough motion.
My breath catches when he shoves Eunho onto the couch cushions—all that golden skin and hard muscle sprawled like a feast. Strong hands grip my waist, hauling me up into a kiss that steals what little air remains in my lungs.
Dohwan's tongue invades, all possession and primal claim, before he deposits me onto Eunho's lap.
“Ride him,” Dohwan growls against my ear, teeth scraping the pointed tip. “Show your gratitude properly.”
I wrench my mouth from his, meeting Eunho's blown-wide eyes. His hands hover at my thighs, trembling with restraint. Always waiting for permission, this one. My fingers lace behind his neck as I shift forward, relishing the choked sound he makes when the head of his cock brushes my entrance.
“Fuck, Gawon—” Eunho's head thuds against the couchback as I sink down, his groan vibrating through where our bodies connect. His fingers dig into my hips hard enough to bruise, hips jerking up to meet my slow descent.
The stretch burns sweetly, every ridge of him dragging against oversensitized walls. I grind down, making him curse through clenched teeth.
“Like that?” I purr, rolling my hips to feel him twitch inside me.
Eunho's answer dies in a strangled moan as a plastic cap snaps behind me. Cold liquid drips down my ass crack. Dohwan's chuckle raises the hairs on my neck. “Keep moving, little hellcat.”
I freeze when his lubed finger circles my other hole. “Dohwan—”
“Trust me.” His free hand splays across my lower belly, pinning me against Eunho's chest as the first finger breaches. My nails score red lines down Eunho's shoulders, his pained hiss drowned by my gasp.
Dohwan works the finger deeper, crooking it just enough to make stars burst behind my eyelids. “There we go,” he murmurs, adding a second digit before I can adjust. The burn steals my breath, muscles fluttering around the intrusion.
“Relax.” Dohwan's teeth close around my shoulder blade, the sharp pain grounding me. “You take both of us or this stops here.”
Eunho's hands slide up to cradle my face, forehead pressing to mine. “We've got you,” he breathes, thrusting up in a slow roll that distracts from the stretching ache. “Always got you.”
I rock into the dual sensation—Eunho's cock filling me front, Dohwan's fingers stretching me behind. Heat coils tighter with each synchronized movement, their ragged breaths harmonizing with my whimpers. Dohwan scissors his fingers, the slick sound obscene over the wet slap of skin.
“Brace yourself,” Dohwan growls against my ear, his teeth scraping the tender skin beneath. The blunt head of his cock presses against my ass, already slick with lube. My fingers dig into Eunho's shoulders, his breath hitching as he holds himself motionless beneath me.
“Wait—” The word fractures into a gasp as Dohwan pushes in.
Fire rips through me. I go rigid, every muscle clamping down in protest. Tears blur my vision as Dohwan's relentless advance stretches me beyond what I thought possible. Eunho's thumbs sweep across my cheekbones, catching the first hot trails before they fall.
“Look at me,” Eunho murmurs, tilting my chin up. His lips brush mine—soft, coaxing—even as Dohwan's grip in my hair yanks my head back.
“None of that,” Dohwan snarls. His hips snap forward, sheathing himself to the hilt in one brutal thrust.
The scream claws its way out of me, raw and shattered. Eunho's mouth crashes over mine, swallowing the sound as his hands slide down to grip my hips. I taste salt—his or mine, I can't tell.
“Move,” Dohwan barks.
Eunho obeys.
They find a rhythm that steals the air from my lungs. Dohwan's cock drags out slow and torturous, only to slam back in as Eunho thrusts upward. The dual invasion leaves me trembling, stretched impossibly full. Each withdrawal leaves me hollow; each return punches a broken whimper from my throat.
Dohwan's hand slides around my throat, his thumb pressing against my fluttering pulse. “I told you I'd be the first one to fuck your ass, didn't I?” His voice grates like embers in a forge. “Every inch of you belongs to us now.”
Eunho's groan vibrates against my chest. “Fuck, she's taking you so deep—”
The coil in my gut tightens with every punishing stroke. Dohwan's free hand slips between our bodies, calloused fingers finding my clit. He rubs rough circles that send sparks skittering up my spine.
“Come for us,” he demands. The sharp points of his fangs scrape my shoulder, hard enough to make me jump but not deep enough to break skin this time.
The orgasm detonates like a supernova. My back arches violently, a wordless scream tearing free as my body clenches around them both. Eunho's rhythm stutters, his cock pulsing inside me as he spills with a ragged cry.
Dohwan's roar drowns out everything else. His hips piston erratically, flooding my ass with heat as his fingers dig bruises into my hips. The overstimulation borders on pain—bright and electric—as he grinds deep, milking every last shudder from us both.
When he finally stills, the only sounds are our labored breaths and the creak of abused couch springs. Dohwan's forehead drops between my shoulder blades, his exhale scorching across sweat-slick skin. Eunho's arms band around me, holding me upright as my limbs quiver with aftershocks.
“Fuck,” Dohwan rasps against my spine. His cock twitches inside me, still half-hard.
Eunho's laugh comes out breathless. “Think we broke her.”
I manage a weak growl, swatting at his chest. The movement sends fresh awareness of their combined spend leaking down my thighs. Dohwan's hand slides possessively over my stomach, pressing me back against him.
“Yours,” he murmurs into my hair, the word vibrating with satisfaction.
Eunho's fingers trace the faint marks on my shoulder. “Ours,” he corrects softly.
Dohwan's answering snarl gets cut off by my elbow to his ribs. “Mine,” I grit out, twisting to glare at them both. “You're both mine.”
Their twin growls of approval shake the walls.
I stretch lazily in my chair, enjoying the warmth of morning sunlight streaming through the kitchen windows. My bare feet rest in Eunho’s lap while I nurse my second cup of coffee, watching him gesture animatedly as he talks.
“And Yunjin, she's only six but she's already showing amazing prowess with her fire powers. Nearly set her brother's hair on fire last week.” Eunho's eyes crinkle with pride. “Mom says she reminds her of me at that age.”
“Terrifying thought,” Dohwan mutters from across the table, not looking up from his morning scroll through his newsfeed.
I snicker as Eunho throws a grape at Dohwan's head. “Just wait until you meet them all. The twins are going to love you,” Eunho continues, his thumb absently stroking my ankle. “They've been pestering Mom about when they get to meet their new aunt.”
“Aunt?” I choke on my coffee.
“Speaking of…” Dohwan lowers his phone, his brow furrowing. “This is probably way overdue, but I think we should discuss this.” He sets the phone aside, folding his hands on the table. “Should Eunho and I be on some kind of birth control?”
Eunho's hand stills on my ankle as we both stare at Dohwan.