Page 167 of Illusory

I parted my lips for him, wanting to give him everything he wanted from me, mewing as his hips rolled into me like waves crashing onto the shoreline. I could feel the pressure building inside me, feel the coil getting tighter and tighter until I thought I might shatter from the tension alone.

“Such a good girl,” purred Dominic against my ear, his breath tickling my neck as he encouraged me. “Show him how good you are at coming for him.”

His filthy words were my undoing.

My body arched back as I reached the summit, every nerve ending crackling and snapping with white-hot ecstasy. I cried out, my voice hoarse and raw, as my walls clamped down around Trace, my release surging through me like a tidal wave. I shattered into a million pieces, my body shaking and trembling as I rode out the high in their arms.

Trace’s hips stuttered, his rhythm faltering as he chased his own release. With a guttural groan, he buried his face in the crook of my neck and sank his fangs into my skin, sending another wave of euphoria crashing over me as he spilled himself inside me with a final, powerful thrust.

His body shuddered against mine as he drank from me, each heavy pull of his mouth sending aftershocks of pleasure rippling through my spent body. I felt like I was floating, levitating, my mind lost in a haze so profound that I wasn’t sure I would ever find my way out of it.

Dominic cradled me in his arms, holding me close as Trace’s body went slack on top of mine, his weight pressing me deeper into Dominic’s chest.

As the last shuddering waves of my climax subsided, I felt Trace’s satisfied rumble against my neck before he slowly withdrew his fangs, licking the marks he made with languid strokes of his tongue. He lifted his head and gazed down at me with heavy-lidded eyes, a sated smile playing at the corners of his mouth before he slid out of me and rolled to the side, his body sprawling across the bed beside me as he caught his breath.

I turned to meet Dominic’s gaze as his hands roamed reverently over my sweat-slicked curves, caressing my hipsand waist and tracing the swell of my breasts, each gentle touch sparking the embers that were still smoldering inside me. Darkness flashed in his eyes as he lifted me up slightly and undid his pants. The sound of his zipper sliding down seeming impossibly loud in the quiet room.

Uncertainty curled through my stomach as I turned and locked eyes with Trace, searching through the depths of blue for an answer—for permission. He propped himself up on one elbow and gazed down at me, darkness flashing through them as he brought his wrist to his mouth and bit down, his eyes never leaving mine.

Two crimson orbs of blood blossomed on his skin as he brought his wrist to my mouth. My eyes transfixed on the blood as I licked my lips and then shook my head, knowing that bloodsharing with him would only bind him to me more than he already was. That despite everything we’d just done,thatwas still a bad idea.

“Your heart is already overcompensating for the blood loss,” cautioned Dominic, his breath tickling my neck as he spoke. “You won’t make it through the next hour if you don’t heal first.”

“I can’t.”

“Why not?” asked Trace, his voice low and wrought with hurt as he stared down at me.

“You know why. A bloodbond is forever, Trace. I won’t do that to you.”

“You don’t get to decide that for me. Besides, I’m already bound to you, Jemma,” he said, his pupils dilating again at the prospect of writing it out in blood. “Foreverstarted the day I met you.”

My heart fluttered in my chest, skipping beats as it tried to soar at his words.

“You don’t have to pretend with us anymore, angel,”murmured Dominic as he positioned himself at my entrance and jumbled all my thoughts. “You can have it all now. Let your wings out and fly.”

“Oh, god,” I cried out as Dominic bit down into my neck and then pushed up into me from below, slowly filling me again, inch by delicious inch.

Trace captured my jaw and swallowed my moans with his mouth, his tongue sliding against mine as Dominic began to move inside me with slow, measured strokes. Every part of my body sang as his perfectly controlled thrusts sent waves of pleasure rippling through me, stoking the fire that threatened to incinerate me.

I moaned into Trace’s mouth, my hands grasping at his shoulders, my nails digging into his skin and leaving marks. He groaned approvingly against my lips before breaking the kiss off and bringing his wrist to my mouth again, his eyes boring into mine with a wild intensity that made my walls flutter around Dominic

This time, he didn’t ask, and I didn’t stop him.

I parted my lips and latched onto Trace’s wrist, the ethereal sweetness of his blood flooding my mouth as energy charged through my body, electrifying me. My tongue swirled over his wrist as I sucked hard against the puncture wounds, desperate to coax more of his blood out. Trace growled, a deep, primal sound that reverberated through his chest as Dominic thrust into me in a steady, deep rhythm that made my toes curl.

My body hummed with newfound power as Trace’s blood coursed through my veins, igniting every cell and fueling the ecstasy that was rapidly overtaking my body.

“You’re so beautiful like this, angel,” Dominic murmured, his voice low and thick with desire as his breath fanned against my neck. “Taking all of me so perfectly.”

His words sent shivers down my spine, my walls clenching around him in response. He groaned, his hips snapping into me harder, driving himself even deeper. Trace pulled his wrist from my mouth and replaced it with his lips again, kissing me softly as his hand slid down between my legs.

I whimpered into his mouth as his fingers ran tight circles against me, my hips lifting and rolling to meet Dominic’s increasingly frenzied thrusts. My body was on fire, every nerve ending alight with indescribable pleasure as the two of them orchestrated my body like a symphony, taking me apart and putting me back together again like I had been custom made just for them.

My head fell back against Dominic’s chest as Trace chased my lips, his kiss becoming more demanding as my breathing turned ragged and frenzied. The coil inside me tightened so deeply I thought I might explode from the pressure alone.

“Oh, god. I can’t,” I cried, my body and mind completely overwhelmed by sensation.

“You’re doing so good, angel, taking me so deep like this,” he rasped, his arm banding around my waist to hold me against him as his hips surged into me harder and faster, making me moan and arch between them. “Listen to those pretty sounds you’re making. Your body was made for this, wasn’t it?” he said as Trace’s tongue plundered my mouth, sweeping inside to tangle with mine as his fingers worked me to the brink of madness.

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