Chapter 39
SERENNA
The earth jolted under Serenna when Vesryn struck the grass beside her, his bare body pale against the crushed green blades. Fenn knelt at his hip, his length hard, and settled a palm on Vesryn’s knee. The moment it slid higher, Vesryn snatched Fenn’s wrist.
Fenn stilled. “Your move, princeling.”
Vesryn kept Fenn’s wrist pinned, holding his gaze. Then he released him. “Do it.”
“Give him something more interesting than me to focus on, she-elf.” Fenn’s fangs extended as he idly circled a talon along Vesryn’s thigh.
Serenna knelt beside Vesryn’s waist and leaned over him. Her fingers slipped into his hair, nails grazing the shaved curve of his scalp before she brushed her lips across his.
“I promise you’ll enjoy this more than he will,” she murmured.
Fenn snorted. “That’s bold of you to assume.”
Vesryn ignored him, locking an arm around Serenna to haul her closer. Their mouths collided, his tongue sweeping past her teeth. Her breasts pressed to his chest, the sensitive peaks tightening at the rough drag of his skin. She bit his lower lip, and he kissed her harder.
At the edge of her awareness, she sensed Fenn’s fingers curving around Vesryn’s thigh, spreading his legs wider.
Vesryn’s body locked. He tore himself from the kiss and twisted toward Fenn.
“If you bite my cock,” he gritted out, “I’ll cut yours off.”
“Your cock is safe,” Fenn assured him. “From my fangs, anyway.”
Vesryn glared until Serenna swept her thumb along his jaw. His gaze returned to hers, and his grip firmed at her neck, pulling her mouth back to his.
Fenn bit down.
Vesryn arched into her, his hips driving upward as the bite struck through their bond in a blade of cold. One hand knotted in her hair while the other tore a clump of grass free from the earth.
Serenna sensed the venom flood his veins, the chill turning molten as it spread. His length hardened in a swift rush, and his ragged groan broke between their mouths.
His jaw began to unclench. The fingers twisted in her hair loosened as his weight sank into the earth.
“There,” Fenn said as his fangs retracted. “Better?”
Vesryn pulled away from the kiss slowly, his gaze taking a moment to find Fenn. His arm wound around Serenna’s waist, keeping her against him. “Don’t look so pleased with yourself.”
Serenna slid her hand down his chest, the ridges of his abdomen tightening with her touch. Her fingertips traveled the line of his hip to the twin punctures high on his inner thigh, blood still bright at the edges.
She let her touch drift away. Vesryn’s hips followed it, his pursuit tugging a slow smile from her as she wrapped her fingers around the hard weight of him.
He groaned and pressed into her grip, his length pulsing. The fist buried in the torn grass loosened, then both hands seized her hips.
“Come here,” he said, hauling her over him.
Behind her, Fenn rose onto his knees between Vesryn’s spread thighs. One claw closed around Serenna’s hip, higher than the prince’s, his other braced beside Vesryn’s ribs as his chest warmed the length of her spine.
“Lean forward,” he murmured, his fangs grazing the shell of her ear.
Serenna straddled Vesryn and folded over him.
Her chest met his, her hips tipping back into Fenn’s hold.
Vesryn’s length throbbed where it pressed between their bodies.
His fingers flexed at her waist, then dragged her closer as he rolled beneath her, the hard ridge of him sliding over the most sensitive point between her thighs.
Fenn angled her toward him. The broad weight of him crowded her entrance, sending heat down her thighs before he’d even entered her.
“Perfect,” Fenn growled over her shoulder.
Vesryn’s pupils narrowed to draconic slits, black slashes through the jade. He moved beneath her, and Serenna rolled against him, seeking the same friction.
His gaze cut to Fenn. “Give her what she wants.”
Fenn’s hold tightened at her hip as he eased into her, each deliberate inch stretching her around him. His slow advance ground her harder over Vesryn’s rigid length, the twin pressures building low and relentless until her thighs shook.
She reached back and drew Fenn closer. Vesryn swore and surged upward to meet her.
Fenn sank the rest of the way into her, the deep stretch drawing out a moan.
“File my fangs,” he swore, his talons trembling against her hip.
Vesryn groaned, the sound vibrating through his chest into hers. He bucked, forcing her further onto Fenn, who cursed into her shoulder.
“There he is.” Fenn laughed low by her ear. “Knew he had more in him than threats.”
Vesryn hauled Serenna into a kiss, swallowing her next cry as he ground into her center.
Fenn drew back.
The absence pulled a gasp from her, the sound lost between their mouths. Fenn held her stretched around only the broad head of him, then filled her again in one hard return that pitched her forward over Vesryn.
Vesryn broke the kiss with a choked sound, his hands closing around her thighs.
“Serenna—” Her name tore from him, his grip tightening.
Fenn’s pace quickened. He adjusted behind her, and the next stroke found a sharper angle as Vesryn rolled upward, the two sensations converging in a rush that left her shaking between them.
“Stars slay me, she-elf. You’re going to wreck me.”
She twisted at the waist and caught Fenn’s mouth over her shoulder. Each thrust jarred them apart, and when he found her again, one fang snagged her lower lip.
Vesryn lifted beneath her, dragging her over his hard ridge. Serenna caught Fenn’s lip ring between her teeth and pulled out a growl. Vesryn’s hips snapped upward, wrenching her from Fenn’s mouth. She turned back, caught him by the jaw, and kissed him hard enough to bruise.
Fenn’s claw locked around her hip, hauling her back to meet each punishing stroke. He snarled into her shoulder, fangs grazing her skin.
Pleasure wound tight below Serenna’s navel. She reached back blindly, latching onto Fenn’s wrist to pull him closer. His body bowed over hers. The arm braced beside Vesryn’s ribs trembled, but his hips kept their ruthless pace.
Her release tore through her like sunfire erupting.
She cried out into Vesryn’s mouth, her body locking around Fenn’s.
Vesryn went rigid below her, every muscle straining to hold. Through the bond, Serenna sensed her pleasure ripple into him, Fenn’s gathering behind it, and Vesryn’s own rising to meet them.
Then Vesryn slammed the connection shut.
A breathless laugh caught in Serenna’s throat. She should’ve known he’d wait until he was inside her.
Her body tightened around Fenn, drawing him deeper. He snarled and buried himself to the hilt, each hot pulse drawing another tremor out.
Serenna turned over her shoulder and found his mouth again. Fenn kissed her through the last of it, his breath uneven between their lips.
Vesryn’s hands gentled on her thighs. Fenn severed the kiss, still shaking.
His talons had carved furrows through the grass, dark soil ridged around his fingers.
The arm braced against the ground buckled, and his weight settled along Serenna’s back, pinning her more firmly to Vesryn.
He curved the other arm around her waist and held her there.
None of them moved.
“Stars,” Fenn breathed, his voice in ruins. “Give me a moment to remember how my legs work. We still have a princeling in need of attention.”
Vesryn’s heartbeat pounded against Serenna’s sternum. He remained hard along her lower belly, twitching with every ragged breath.
His gaze found hers. “Please,” he rasped.
The plea struck low, rekindling the ache before the last tremors of pleasure had left her.
Fenn lifted his head from Serenna’s shoulder. “Well, if you’re going to beg, I’ll take care of you.”
One palm snaked around Serenna’s hip.
Vesryn slapped it away. “Do you want to lose that claw?”
Fenn huffed a laugh. “Worth a try.”
He pushed himself upright and withdrew. The sudden emptiness pulled a shudder from Serenna, warmth slipping down her inner thighs.
“I can tell he’s been dying for you, she-elf.” Fenn’s mouth brushed her neck. “Put him out of his misery before he finishes himself off waiting.”
Vesryn slipped an arm around her hips and rolled with her until they lay on their sides, facing each other in the grass. His hand settled on her hip under Fenn’s fingers.
For a moment, the three of them lay together—Vesryn’s chest rising with hers, Fenn’s warmth along her spine, the canyon air cooling the sweat on her skin.
Then the bond flickered open as Vesryn let her in. The restraint he’d carried while Fenn moved inside her gave way, and his need struck through her hard enough to make her body clench around emptiness.
Serenna reached between them, fingers wrapping around his length. Vesryn groaned, low and wrecked, his hips pushing into her grip. Fenn’s arm tightened around her middle as she hooked her thigh over Vesryn’s hip.
She guided him to her entrance, and Vesryn pressed slowly inside.
The first inch stole both their breaths as he sank in. His pleasure collided with hers and returned magnified until their heartbeats blurred into a single rhythm.
Vesryn’s brow met hers as the final inch disappeared inside her. He kissed her, the groan torn from him lost between their mouths.
Behind her, Fenn propped himself on one elbow, a growl stirring against her neck.
Through the bond, she sensed his attention narrow first on Vesryn, then on the place their bodies joined.
Arousal sharpening, his mouth found her shoulder while his fingers cupped her breast, his thumb circling the tightened peak.
Serenna rolled her hips, slow at first, changing the angle until the pressure caught deep enough to draw her thighs tight. Vesryn’s palms flexed at her waist, yielding to her pace.
Fenn’s mouth trailed up her neck, and she arched back into him—caught between his teeth and Vesryn’s fullness.
“Show her what you’ve been holding back, princeling.” Fenn’s fangs grazed her throat, his voice rough against her skin.
Vesryn rocked away and drove into her hard enough to break their mouths apart. The next stroke came faster, then another, each return pitching her into Fenn.
Fenn’s claw closed around her jaw and tipped her face up. His eyes flared as he held her gaze, then he took her mouth—open and ravenous, consuming every sound Vesryn wrung from her. Serenna moaned into the kiss as Fenn’s tongue met hers and Vesryn’s hips snapped faster.
Fenn swore, his length pressing firmer into her back.
Serenna broke the kiss with a breathless laugh. “Already?”
He grinned into the curve of her neck, his fangs dragging over her pulse. “Can’t help it.” Shifting lower, he settled himself between her thighs. He moved against her from behind, the friction intensifying the fullness already inside.
Vesryn’s breath hitched, his hips jerking into hers even as he tried to speak. “What are—”
“Just want her to feel more,” Fenn said, rolling forward again. The next slow pass squeezing her tighter around Vesryn, the sensation blurring the canyon at its edges. “This okay, princeling?”
Vesryn held her gaze.
“Fuck it,” he growled. “Keep going.”
Fenn groaned into her neck, continuing the slow rhythm.
Vesryn drove into her harder, each stroke knocking her back against Fenn. He drew her thigh higher, opening her to the next thrust.
Fenn matched him from behind, each slow roll crushing their bodies together. His fingers closed over Vesryn’s where he held her leg.
Serenna caught Vesryn’s arm and Fenn’s hip and took control of the rhythm, pulling both of them with her.
Pleasure broke through her without warning, her vision shattering into stars. Her body locked around Vesryn, the bond flashing white as his release surged into hers. The world narrowed to light and pressure, crest after crest erasing the boundary between all three of them.
Vesryn shuddered as he drove deep before going still. A groan wrenched from his chest as warmth spilled into her.
Behind her, Fenn snarled as he spent himself across her skin, folding over her with his breath stuttering at her shoulder.
Dusk gathered in the canyon while Serenna lay between them, Vesryn’s chest warm against hers, his palm gliding slowly along her thigh.
“Five minutes,” Fenn murmured. “Then we can go again.”
Vesryn threw an arm over his eyes. “Please tell me you’re joking.”
Serenna bit back a grin. “Wait until he’s not tired.”
Vesryn groaned.
Serenna let her lashes fall closed. The bonds remained open between them, Vesryn’s pulse steady against hers, Fenn’s fingers loose at her waist. She let herself sink into the peace they made around her.