**Paige’s POV **
The moment the word leaves my lips, the energy in the room shifts.
Callen gets to his feet, far too graceful for a regr human male. He looks predatory as he looks down at me, but when he extends a hand to me, it feels more like an offer than a demand. He’s still giving me a choice, a chance to back out. My breath catches in my throat as I slide my fingers into his.
He pulls me to my feet and I almost crash into his chest. Ryder stands behind me, and I feel the heat of his body before I feel his touch. His hand rests lightly on my lower back. The small contact and the feeling of them boxing me in makes my knees weak.
Without a word, the pair guide me upstairs. The air feels heavier with every step, charged with a raw desire
that threatens to suffocate me.
When we reach Ryder’s bedroom, Callen nudges the door open and leads me inside. It’s dimly lit, moonlight spilling across the bed, illuminating it like a stage. Everything in me screams to run, to hide, to protect myself. Warning me that if I take this step with them, there’ll be no going back. That I’m opening myself up to something that will consume me.
I don’t run though. I don’t hide. Because a bigger part of me wants this.
Ryder turns me to face him, his finger trailing down my arm. “Tell us if it’s too much. If you need us to stop, at any point, just say the words and we’ll stop.”
Callen steps in close behind me, his chest brushing my back. “But if you don’t stop us,” he whispers, lips near my ear, “We’re going to ruin you, Paige. In the best way.”
A full–body shiver <b>runs </b>through me. “I don’t want you to stop.”
That’s all they need.
Ryder kisses me first, slow and consuming. His big hands cradle my head, like I’m the most delicate thing he’s ever touched, as his tongue teases and ims my mouth.
Then Caller’s hands are on my hips<b>, </b>dragging my back against him. I feel his arousal pressing against me and I gasp into Rye’s mouth.
<b>“</b>You feel that?” Callen growls against my neck. “That’s what you do to us.”
Ryder’s mouth travels down my jaw, his teeth grazing my throat. Callen lifts the hem of my shirt slowly, <b>giving </b>me time to change my mind. I don’t. I raise my arms, and they strip me bare between them.
When I stand there, naked, they both circle me slowly, like two predators circling their prey before they pounce. Their eyes devouring me, their breaths heavy.
I know I have imperfections, faded silver stretch marks from my pregnancy, a bit of a mum tum, but with
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the way they look at me, I don’t have an ounce of self–consciousness. They make me feel beautiful without
saying a word.
you are
“You’re perfect,” Ryder whispers, his fingers training down my spine. “You don’t even know what you doing to us, do you?”
I shake my head, trembling with anticipation so intense I’m afraid I’llbust with a single touch.
Callen lifts me in one smooth motion andys me across the bed. Ryder kneels beside me, suddenly naked now too. Callen pulls off his shirt and the sight of them together, looking dark and dangerous,
makes my thighs press together.
“Open,” Callenmands, cing his hands on my
I do.
knees.
He lowers between my legs, eyes locked on mine, and licks a slow line up my centre that makes my hips
jerk off the bed.
“Sweet f*cking hell,” he groans. “You’re soaked for us, and so delicious.”
Ryder leans in, kissing me as his hand slips up to cup my breast, his thumb circling my n****e. “Let us take care of you,” he says, as he pulls his mouth from mine. “Let us show you what it means to be ours.”
Callen’s tongue flicks against my clit, drawing a cry from my lips. My hips writhe as he sucks, teasing me
with relentless skill. Ryder kisses me again, swallowing my sounds. He deepens the kiss as his hand slides
down my body.
When his fingers join Callen’s mouth, spreading me to expose me more to Callen’s hot mouth, I cry out.
“So sensitive,” Ryder whispers. “You’re close already, aren’t you?”
I nod and whimper. “So close.”
“Thene,” Ryder <b>growls</b>.
His words break <b>me</b>. The orgasm hits <b>fast</b>, stealing my breath and arching my back. They don’t stop. They
ride it out with me, drawing it out until I’m shaking.
When Callen finally pulls back, he licks his lips. “I could live between your thighs”
Ryder shifts lower, taking Callen’s ce between my legs. “I’ve waited long enough.”
His c<b>*</b>ck <b>presses </b><b>against </b>my <b>entrance</b>, and he pauses. “Last chance to change your mind.”
“Ryder,” I pant, “please.”
He thrusts into me in one deep stroke, reuniting our bodies and filling mepletely.
Callen’s mouth swallows my <b>gasp </b><b>as </b>he leans over, kissing me deeply as his brother begins to move.
Slow, deep and perfect.
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Ryder grunts
with every thrust, like he’s barely holding himself together. “F*ck, Paige, I’ve missed you. <b>So </b>f*cking much. Missed how good you feel.”
Callen strokes my cheek, whispering filth between kisses. “Do you think <b>you </b>cane again just from his c*ck? Let’s find out just how good of a fit we are for you.”
Ryder’s pace quickens, his hands gripping my hips, angling me just right. Pleasure <b>sparks </b>through me, stronger than before, stronger than ever.
I moan, helpless. “I’m close again.”
“Let go, baby,” Callen urges. “Let him feel youe for him.”
I unravel around Ryder with a strangled cry, every muscle locking as he thrusts into me over and over, then with onest, devastating thrust he spills into me with a low possessive growl, reminding me exactly what
he is.
He copses over me, both of us panting.
Callen watches us, naked now too. His hand strokes slowly over his shaft, waiting.
“You’re not done yet,” he murmurs. “Now it’s my turn.”
Ryder pulls out slowly, gently, and I whimper at the loss, at the sudden emptiness. He presses a kiss to my shoulder before rolling onto his side, his arm still draped over my waist like he can’t quite let me go.
Callen doesn’t hesitate. He’s already between my legs, his eyes tracing over my body like he’s trying to
“Please, Cal,” I breathe, the anticipation killing me.
“You’re incredible,” he says. “Still so wet and willing, so ready for more.”
I open my mouth to demand he hurry up before I die of need, but my words catch when his hand slides. between my thighs. He groans, fingers slipping easily through the mess Ryder left behind.
“Still stretched from him,” Callen says quietly, more to himself than to me. “F*ck, this is the hottest thing
I’ve ever seen.”
My cheeks flush, but my <b>hips </b>lift <b>into </b>his <b>hand </b>without shame. There’s no hiding from him, not now.
He leans over me, kissing me like it’s a filthy <b>promise</b>. Then he lines himself up and pushes inside in one
smooth thrust
My <b>back </b>arches as he fills me, deeper<b>, </b>somehow different from Ryder Every inch of him hitting nerves that are already oversensitive and aching for more.
“Sh*t,” I <b>gasp</b>, <b>clutching </b>the sheets. “Callen.”
“I know,” he groans, dropping his head to the <b>crook </b>of my neck as his whole body trembles. “I know, baby. I
feel it too.”
“Be careful, Cal,” Ryder warns, and Callen nods, pulling away from my neck with what looks like a
tremendous effort.
I’m about to ask what’s wrong, but all words and reasonable thoughts leave me <b>as </b>Callen starts to move with a punishing rhythm. His hands pin mine to the mattress<b>, </b>fingersced with mine like he needs the contact just as much as the friction.
“You feel f*cking perfect,” he grits out. “You were made to take us.”
His words make me clench around him, rocking my hips to meet his thrusts, and he hisses through his teeth. “F*ck, Paige, you’re killing me.”
He releases my hands and grips my legs, lifting them until my knees are almost touching my chest. The new angle has me seeing stars, each thrust hitting the spot where I need him the most.
I cry out, gripping the sheets.
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“That’s it,” he growls. “You want it rough, little human?”
“Yes… Please,” I pant.
“You want to be used like our perfect little mate?”
“Yes!” I gasp. “Don’t stop!”
Callen loses control then, and he starts mming into me, his breath ragged as he chases both of our highs.
“You’re mine,” he growls, eyes lock on mine. “Say it.”
“I’m yours. I’m both of yours.”
Ryder groans beside us, watching with heated eyes. His hand strokes my thigh as Callen drives into me
again and again.
“I’m going to… I can’t… oh my god<b>…</b>”
“Do it,” Callen demands. “Come for me. Show us who you belong to.”
I shatter. My body convulsing <b>and </b>a scream tearing from my throat as pleasure crashes through me. Callen curses as his thrusts be erratic. He buries <b>himself </b>deep and follows me over the edge.
His mouth finds <b>mine </b>again, softer now, <b>kissing </b>me through the aftershocks <b>as </b>our bodies tremble. together.
He pulls <b>out </b>slowly, falling to my side, and both men wrap around me. A twin on each side, holding me like I’m the centre of their universe, and with this mate bond, maybe I <b>am</b>.
For the first time in forever, I don’t feel lost. I feel imed. I feel like I’vee home.
My body hums with pleasure, every nerve still tingling. I know I’ll be sore tomorrow, but in the best way.
I don’t remember thest time I felt like this. I feel full in every way. I rest my head on Ryder’s chest and
look up at him.
His eyes are softer than I’ve ever seen them. He tucks a strand of hair behind my ear, then presses his lips. to my temple. “You okay?”
I nod, unable to speak around the lump in my throat.
Callen shifts behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist and pressing a kiss to the curve of my shoulder while Ryder’s fingers trace patterns on my arm. Callen pulls the nket up over us and then slides a hand beneath it toce our fingers together.
“You did so good, baby,” Callen whispers.
“You’re incredible, Paige,” Ryder hums.
I smile sleepily, burrowing closer to Ryder and suddenly my mind shes back to the night in the tent. Us in this same position before I woke up and my world shattered. It’s different this time, though. We have Callen to keep us all glued together now, and I believe Ryder when he says he won’t leave again.
Thest thing I feel is Callen’s hand brushing over my thigh and Ryder’s arm pulling me closer, their scents
I and warmth cocooning me in. I’ve never felt safer.
With my quieted brain and sated body, I let go and finally drift off to sleep.
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