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A large hand hits my shoulder and pulls me fully upright. “Briar,” Gerrit says softly. “Briar.” A sob catches in his throat, as he spins me around, and I hurl myself into his arms.

“You remember me?” I wail, burying my face in his neck.

“Even when I forgot you, I knew you were missing,” he replies, peppering my face with sweet kisses.

After stealing several desperate, heart-wrenching kisses from my big boy, I shove out of his arms and throw myself across the couch into the lap of a still-recovering Hans. “I thought I lost you forever.” Tears are flowing from my face like waterfalls, and Hans swipes one away as he smiles down at me.

“One of the first things we did was decide to come find the witch of the woods,” he says softly. “We will always return to you.”

When he bends down and captures my mouth, I melt into his arms. The couch sinks beside me, and Gerrit lifts my legs, squeezing close to Hans and cuddling me between them.

Flint rests his head on Hans’s knee. I’m surprised I heard him in my head earlier since it’s been so long without Hans’s blood. He must’ve really needed me to listen to him. I stroke his nose and blow him a kiss.

I sigh happily, snuggling into my guys. I’ve never felt more free.

Chapter25

Forever

HANS - ONE WEEK LATER

“I’m hungry,” Briar whines, crawling across the bed and waking me from a calm sleep. “You’re going to starve me.”

“You’re so dramatic,” Gerrit replies, smacking her on the ass. “You ate last night.”

“I’ve got thousands of years of starvation to compensate for!” She pouts. Her small hand touches my cheek. “You understand, don’t you, my love?”

I grin, pulling her onto my lap. Anchoring her hips with my arms, I grind my hard cock into her lower belly. She moans and plunges her teeth into my neck without warning.

My hips buck up, and a garbled groan tears out of my throat.

It feels like she’s touching every part of me when she feeds from me. It sensitizes my entire body and has me aching to bury myself in her.

And here, in our little cabin in the woods, where we have no responsibilities, nothing can stop me from doing it.

I clumsily remove my cock from my pants and hike her dress up. She props herself up on her knees, never breaking the grasp her fangs have on my neck.

“Brother,” I pant. “A little help.”

He rolls his eyes but walks around the bed and grabs my cock, lining it up with her soaking entrance. Gerrit places a hand on Briar’s shoulders and pushes her down, forcing her to take me in one smooth motion.

She cries out, popping her fangs from my neck, and I wrap my arms around her waist as I thrust into her from below.

“Fuck,” she pants. Blood drips around her mouth in a way that shouldn’t be sensual but definitely is, and I lean forward to capture one of her nipples in my mouth. Rolling the tight bud with my tongue, I absorb all of the ways she clenches around me and how her body moves when I bite the tip of her nipple.

How could I have forgotten this?

When my hand finds her clit, a muffled noise escapes her.

I look up and see Gerrit standing on the side of the bed, Briar’s hair in his hand, and his cock shoved into her mouth. “There you go,” he grunts, thrusting his hips forward. “You’re doing so good. Take all of me.”

She twists and grinds on me, and I buck up to meet every movement of her hips. I gently circle her clit until her knees are shaking and her walls are clenching around me. When her orgasm crests, she pops off of Gerrit’s cock, panting, with spit and blood dripping from her mouth.

“Need you both,” she pants, leaning down and pressing her chest against mine. “Please.”

Gerrit climbs behind her on the bed, knocking my knees farther apart with his. “You want me in this tight little ass?” he growls, dragging his finger between her cheeks. He sucks a finger into his mouth before circling it on her tight hole and pushing it in a little. “You want me to fuck you here?”

She moans, nodding furiously. “Yes, yes, please,” she chants. “Please fuck me.”

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