They moved together, both standing while deep inside me, and gravity made them slide deeper. It was like I weighed nothing, trapped between them, both of them driving in. One and then the other, then together, and back again.

My head fell back onto Luke’s shoulder. It was too much pleasure too fast. So, so good. “I can’t breathe,” I told them. “Too much.”

“I decided,” Luke said, grabbing my left hand and rubbing his thumb over the underside of my wrist. “Right here. So when I tie you to my bed, every time you struggle, you’ll remember who you belong to.”

He pulled my wrist to his mouth and bit, and I was weightless in a crystal blue sea. Nothing but light and water and the scent of the ocean. Every particle and drop was filled with him and his scent and the pleasure ringing between the two of us.

Our bond settled in my chest—the calm steadiness of who he was. All that power and dominance, and love so strong it felt like steel.

Pain spiked through my other hand followed by another wave of orgasm. Avery’s teeth bit into my palm below my thumb, filling me with warmth as our bond locked into place as surely as his knot. The four of them echoing inside me—it felt like chaos, and yet it wasn’t.

It was right.

“You’re mine now, baby girl,” Avery whispered. “Can’t get rid of me.”

Luke kissed me under the ear before he stepped away, and Avery pushed me against the cushioned wall of the nest, thrusting deep once more. I was dripping, a mess with all of them, and I wanted more.

Avery held me long enough for Kade to take his place, still pinning me to the wall, my knees at my shoulders, all of me open for the taking.

And take me he did.

Every ridge of his piercings made me moan, and they were lost in his kisses. The ring in his lip was another reminder of who he was, anchoring me as I slowly lost myself to the frenzy of the moment and the newness of bonding with the men I loved.

“The next time I chase you—”

“Next time?”

He growled, thrusting harder. “I hope you didn’t think it was the only time.”

“I’m glad it’s not. Oh!”

Kade’s hands gripped under my knees, pressing me more into the wall so I was held there more by his cock than anything else.

“The next time I chase you, it will be far harder for you to hide.”

The image painted itself in my mind, feeling him hunting me and the sharp, primal nature of his need. And he was going to feel everything. Every shattered breath and burst of fear. It would make him hard, and every step he took toward me, stalking me like prey would make me wet.