<b>Chapter </b><b>121 </b>
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We took our time on purpose, like a prayer we meant to say right. I let her steer with the smallest signals: the catch of her breath, the way her fingers tightened in my hair, the soft “there” breathed against my mouth that drew me back to the exact ce she wanted me. Every time I cupped the new curve of her, her body softened under my hand; every
time I kissed the line beneath her ear, she tipped her throat to me like surrender was anguage we’d built together. Haiden moved lower with unhurried intent, teasing patience out of her until it frayed intoughter and then into a sound that made both of us curse softly. His chuckle broke when she caught his wrist and tugged, closer, no words, just a pull that threaded heat through all three of us. We found the rhythm that belongs only to us and guarded it like a me in wind, hands braced, pressure sure, nothing careless near
the life we cradled.
“Easy, little one,” I breathed into her hair, palm spanning her belly, the other mapping the old marks and the newer ones with my mouth. She answered by rolling her hips back into me, by chasing my kiss with her own, by breaking off a gasp into my throat when Haiden traced a slow path higher, then higher, until her shoulders pressed hard to my chest. Maddox paced pushed forward, watchful and pleased; Talen purred through Haiden, that low, predatory thread that always spikes when she sighs his name.
“Greedy,” Haiden murmured against the inside of her knee.
“Always,” she said, breathless and smiling, and dragged him closer again.
We obeyed her everymand, her hands guiding, our hands answering. I learned the new shape of her with my palms: the satin stretch of skin, the fierce strength beneath, the tender ces that made her tremble and hide her face in my neck. I spok? nonsense and vows against her mouth, felt her swallow them and give me back wordless thanks. <b>I </b>slipped my pants down past my hips and haiden lifted her to staddle me, using his ws to gently tear the pants and panties clean off her. He held her up, hovering her over my length and slowly, so slowly, lowering her onto my cock. Her slick, wet, warmth pulling me in. Haiden made quick work of his own clothes, before leaning over and whispering in her ear. “Rx, my love. I need to be inside you too. Can you do that? Can you take us both? I know you can; my good girl, just rx. He cooed as he pressed the tip of his dick beside my own and inch my inch he opened her wider, stretching her as she moaned around us, throwing her head back onto his shoulder while I looked up at her in all her glory. My sweet, beautiful girl. When Haiden bottomed out, he cursed and we moved, in and out together, her pussy holding us together<b>, </b>so tight, so needy, she is such a good girl
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for <b>us</b><b>. </b><b>I </b>leaned upwards<b>, </b>taking a nipple in my mouth, my tongue flicking around the sweet little nub <b>as </b><b>she </b>whimpered and moaned, a fucking mess for us. She was perfect like this<b>, </b><b>so </b>fucking perfect.
“Fuck, her <b>pussy </b>is trying to milk us, brother. Can you feel that?”
“Fuck yes I feel that. Are you going to cum, sweet girl? Cum for us, cum all over us, baby.”
and she did, her pussy mping down hard as she gushed, down my thighs, over our
cocks. The room filled with our moans, the scent of our sex, our love, our lust, us, as Haiden and I crumbled with her, filling her pretty little pussy with our seeds.
After, we didn’t rush to move. We let the minutes pool warm and golden. Envy melted
across me, boneless and smug, her stomach fitting to my chest like we were made on the
same loom. Haiden curved along her legs and tucked her feet beneath his arm, drawing
idle circles at her ankle until her breathing evened. Our hands found each other over her
back andyered there his, then mine, like we could stack time and make it behave.
“You ruin me,” she mumbled, hoarse and pleased.
“Repair included,” Haiden said, fishing a contraband honey biscuit from the sideboard and splitting it without looking away from her. “Payment due inpliments.”
She bit, hummed, then turned her head to kiss my jaw slowly,zily, the kind of kiss that makes promises out of air. Her fingers slid down, caught Haiden’s wrist, and she pressed her mouth to the tender skin there, a thank you, a im. He inhaled, eyes dark, thest of Talen’s purr easing to a satisfied thrum.
“Water?<b>” </b><b>I </b>asked. She nodded, eyes still closed. Haiden helped her sit, I held the ss to her lips and chased a stray drop from her mouth with my thumb. Under my palm, our
child answered with another curious tap. Every time still feels like the first time; every time<b>, </b>Maddox rumbles approval he’ll deny if I tease him for it.
“Cake<b>,</b><b>” </b>she decided atst, voice warm andzy.
“Boss<b>,</b>” Haiden said, brushing hair from her brow. He kissed her hand again, because he can’t not, then pushed up to go charm the kitchens like a menace with dimples.
“Five minutes<b>,</b>” I bargained, kissing her temple. “Then I carry you to the table and pretend I’m not feral for you<b>.</b><b>” </b>
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She cracked one eye. “Alpha voice again. In my house.”
“In our house,” I corrected, slipping an arm under her knees, the other around her back. “And our house says cake.”
Sheughed into my throat and let me lift her, trusting me to move the world around her without jostling what we’d built. Maddox rose, daring anything on the path to breathe wrong. The wards purred. The kingdom kept its steady heartbeat. And we took our two quiet hours like thieves with treasure, slowly, reverently, crumb by crumb. I must be the luckiest guy in the world, alongside my brothers of course.
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