로그인I felt his hand between us for a second, fingers sliding through where we were joined, gathering slick. Then I felt him press the head of his cock lower, against the tighter entrance no one had touched yet.Maxine went still in my arms.“Easy,” I murmured against her hair. “We’ve got you. Just breathe.”Riven pushed slow.I felt every inch of the stretch through the thin wall separating us. Maxine’s nails dug into my shoulders. A high, broken sound left her throat. I held her tighter and kept talking, low and steady, telling her she was doing so good, that she was made for this, that we weren’t going anywhere. Riven worked himself in with short, careful thrusts until he was fully seated. The three of us stayed locked like that for a long moment, just breathing.Then we started to move.It was messy and perfect and almost too much. I thrust up into her while Riven moved in counterpoint behind. The friction was insane. Every time he pushed in I felt it. Every time I bottomed out she cle
We moved her to my bed.I lay back against the headboard and pulled her into my lap, her back to my chest. Riven knelt between her spread thighs. The sight of my brother looking up at her like that—eyes dark, mouth already wet from kissing her neck—did something ugly and possessive in my gut. I had never shared anything that mattered with him before. Not like this. Watching him put his mouth on her now felt like the most natural thing in the world.He licked her open while I held her.I kept one arm banded under her breasts and the other hand on her throat, not squeezing, just resting there so she felt the weight of it. Every time Riven’s tongue dragged over her clit she tried to close her legs. I spread them wider with my own. She was shaking by the time he pushed two fingers inside her and curled them. The wet sound filled the room. I could feel every tremor that ran through her body against my chest.“She’s close,” I said.Riven didn’t answer with words. He just sucked harder on he
Kael’s POVI woke up hard and already thinking about her.The house was quiet in that deep way it only got after midnight. Riven was still asleep in the bed across from mine, one arm thrown over his face. I sat up slow, elbows on my knees, and stared at the strip of hallway light under our door.Maxine was two rooms away.I could still feel the way she had clenched around me on the kitchen counter earlier. Tight. Hot. Shaking. The sound she made when I first pushed inside her had stayed in my head for hours. I had watched my brother take her right after, watched her body accept him the same way it accepted me, and something in my chest had settled into place like a lock clicking shut.We were keeping her.I stood, pulled on a pair of black sweatpants, and left the room without waking Riven. The hallway floor was cool under my feet. Her door was cracked open. I pushed it wider with two fingers.She was on her side, facing the window, the sheet twisted around her bare legs. The tank top
“Fuck,” Kael breathed, the first real crack in his control. “You’re perfect.”He stayed still for a long moment, letting me adjust, while Riven leaned in and kissed the corner of my mouth, then lower, along my jaw.Then Kael started to move.Slow at first. Deep, rolling thrusts that dragged against every sensitive place inside me. The wet sound of it filled the quiet kitchen. I clung to him, forehead pressed to his shoulder, every stroke pulling another soft sound out of me. Riven’s hand slid between us and found my clit, rubbing steady circles in time with his brother’s hips.The dual sensation was too much. Pleasure built fast on top of the lingering burn, sharp and overwhelming. Kael’s rhythm stayed controlled but his breathing grew rougher. He kept one hand on my hip, holding me exactly where he wanted me, and the other braced on the marble beside my thigh.“She’s getting tighter,” he said to Riven, voice strained. “She’s close again.”Riven’s fingers moved faster. “Come on his co
Kael didn’t move from behind me. He just kept holding me and watching over my shoulder while his brother went back to work. Riven licked deeper this time, pushing his tongue inside me in slow thrusts that made my hips try to rock. He held my thighs open with both hands and ate me like he had all morning and no intention of rushing.I came harder than the night before, sudden and sharp, thighs shaking against Riven’s shoulders. He didn’t stop. He kept licking me through it, softer now, until the aftershocks made me whimper and try to close my legs. Kael’s voice was quiet and firm in my ear.“Not yet. He’s not done.”Riven stood up eventually, mouth wet, eyes dark. He wiped his chin with the back of his hand and looked at his brother over my shoulder.“Your turn to decide,” he said.Kael turned me to face him. His expression was pure focus. He reached down, cupped me between the legs with one big hand, and felt how soaked I still was. Two fingers slid through the mess Riven had made and
Morning light cut across my bed like it had no right to feel normal.My body still hummed from the night before. Every shift of the sheets reminded me of the stretch in my jaw, the ache between my legs where Riven’s fingers had worked me open, the taste that still clung faintly to the back of my tongue. I lay there staring at the ceiling for a long time, thighs pressed together, pulse already too fast for a quiet house.I could hear them moving downstairs.Kael’s footsteps were heavier, deliberate. Riven’s had that restless energy, like he never fully settled. The sound of the coffee maker. Low voices that didn’t carry words, only the shape of them. My stomach flipped hard.I forced myself up, pulled on clean shorts and a loose shirt, and went down like nothing had happened.They were both in the kitchen again.Kael leaned against the counter in a black T-shirt, coffee in hand, watching me the second I appeared. Riven sat on the island edge, bare feet swinging, orange juice in one ha







