ALPHA'S REGRET, QUEEN'S REVENGE
Lucian pumped into me with a rhythm that seared my soul, and Virgo's hands touched every place Lucian couldn't.
When I was close—when my body was writhing between them, sweat-slick and half-mad—Virgo kissed me and whispered, "Let me in too."
Lucian stilled, his chest heaving, eyes burning into mine. "If you're sure," he breathed.
"Yes," I gasped. "I need you both."
Lucian shifted, pulling out with a kiss to my stomach, making room for Virgo to take his place. The sensation of being emptied and filled once more was dizzying. But it wasn't just physical—it was emotional, consuming, a claiming by both halves of my soul.