Page 118 of Baseball and Shifters

Rachel gasps out a laugh, wrecked but glowing. “That better be a compliment.”

“The highest one,” Lucas replies, trailing one last kiss along her inner thigh before retaking his position and pushing her over the edge for the first time tonight.

Rachel’s body trembles beneath us, her moans swallowed into my kiss as her first climax rolls through her in waves.

Bas's lips trace the shell of her ear as he murmurs, “You good, Firefly?”

She nods, breath shaky. “More.”

That word spurs something in all of us.

Lucas brushes her hair off her neck and peppers kisses up to her jawline, worship in every touch. “Then we’ll give you more.”

Derrick and Lucas move as a unit without a word, Lucas vacating his place and Derrick taking it. My hand slides between her thighs again, coaxing her back to that edge, while Derrick settles between her legs.

“Can I, Emerald?” he whispers, voice rougher than I’ve ever heard it.

She grips his thigh and nods. “I want to feel all of you.”

The bond sparks as he presses in, slow and careful. Rachel’s eyes flutter closed, her mouth falling open on a gasp that I swallow with a kiss. She’s full of him, wrapped in us, every inch of her claimed and worshipped.

Bas palms her breasts, rolling one nipple between his fingers, while Lucas leans down to kiss the other, tongue teasing, drawing another helpless sound from her throat.

She writhes, overwhelmed and wild, but never once uncertain.

“You’re doing so good, Shadow Girl,” I whisper against her lips, “taking everything we give you.”

Rachel whimpers, breath catching as Derrick thrusts deeper, setting a rhythm that sends ripples through her entire body. Bas and Lucas match it, their touches syncing, like our bond is conducting an orchestra of pleasure, and she is the crescendo.

Her body tightens again, faster this time, the second wave building as Lucas kisses down her stomach and slides two fingers between her and Derrick to help her along.

“I’m close,” she breathes, head thrown back against Bas’s shoulder.

“Let go, Emerald,” Derrick groans, voice strained. “We’ve got you.”

She shatters with a cry.

The sound of it pushes Derrick over the edge. He buries his face in her neck, groaning her name like a prayer, his body trembling with release.

Bas kisses her temple, holding her through it, grounding her. I can feel her pulse racing and the bond thrums like wildfire under my skin.

She collapses into the mattress, boneless and glowing, but still smiling as she murmurs, “Who’s next?”

Lucas and I exchange a look.

Lucas cracks his neck, grinning. “You ready for that twin sandwich we promised you, Moonbeam?”

I laugh and roll to the side, gently tugging Rachel into my lap, facing me, while Lucas moves behind her. This time it’s more playful. Rachel giggles when Lucas smacks her ass. My hands are gentle on her hips, guiding her down onto my cock.

Her breath hitches again, that delicious sound punching straight through me. I hold her close, burying my face in her neck as she begins to move, slow and delicious, using me for her pleasure.

Behind her, Lucas runs his hands over her back, up her arms, whispering filth and praise in equal measure.

“Fuck, you look good like this,” he murmurs, kissing the back of her neck. “So perfect. So ours.”

She rolls her hips and gasps, eyes locking on mine. “Then take me. Both of you.”

Lucas lets out a growl. His hands tighten on her hips. He shifts forward, kissing her shoulder before lining up behind her.

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