Page 176 of Bound By Song

He eases his fingers free and lines himself up with her tight, slicked entrance. I feel her tense, just for a breath.

“Breathe, baby,” I murmur, stroking her hips, her thighs, her back. “You’ve got us. Let go.”

Then Blaise pushes forward.

Slow.

Thick.

Inch by relentless inch, stretching her, breaching her, until he’s buried deep in her ass with a raw groan and a muttered, “Holy fuck.”

Evie wails – mouth still full – but doesn’t stop moving. Doesn’t freeze. She trembles, tears slipping from the corners of her eyes, but they’re not from pain. Her whole body is trembling, desperate, overloaded with sensation.

We hold still, just for a moment. Let her breathe. Let her adjust.

She blinks down at me, glassy-eyed and unhinged. “Move,” she gasps. “Please – fuck me. Both of you.”

Xar growls. “Greedy little omega.”

“Perfect little slut,” Blaise adds, hands tightening on her waist. “Begging for two cocks at once. You want to be wrecked, huh?”

She moans, throat vibrating against Xar’s cock, and we move.

Careful. Me thrusting up, Blaise rolling his hips down, our rhythms syncing with every gasp and cry that rips out of her.

She’s so full – tight around both of us, her body stretched to its limits. She can barely hold herself up, collapsing forward to brace her hands on my chest, her moans breaking around Xar’s cock.

“That’s it,” I breathe, gripping her hips. “You’re amazing, Evie. You’re taking it all.”

Her cunt pulses around me as I slam up into her, Blaise grinding into her ass from behind. We move faster, rougher, each thrust drawing louder cries, wetter sounds, her slick drenching my thighs and soaking the sheets below.

Xar’s hips stutter as her throat spasms around him. “Fuck! She’s gonna make me— Shit, Evie?—”

She pulls back, gasping for air. “Come,” she sobs. “Come in my mouth, Alpha, please – need to taste you.”

That’s all it takes.

Xar growls, low and wild, and jerks forward, emptying down her throat. She swallows like it’s the best thing she’s ever tasted, moaning around him as her hips jerk between me and Blaise.

We don’t stop.

Can’t.

She’s clenching again, screaming again – her orgasm blindsiding all of us as her body locks up, both holes spasming violently. It drags me over the edge instantly. I thrust up once, twice – then slam deep as I come hard, my knot swelling, locking me inside her.

“Fuck, baby— Fuckfuckfuck—” I chant, hips grinding as pulse after pulse floods her cunt.

Blaise is right behind me. I feel it in the way her body jerks again, the sound of his shout, the way his hands bruise her hips as he sinks his own knot into her ass and fills her full from the other side.

She’s sobbing now, shaking between us, her body held up only by the tension of our knots.

We don’t move.

Just breathe.

Her face drops to my chest, damp with sweat and tears and bliss, and I wrap my arms around her.

Xar lies beside us, one hand stroking her hair. Blaise leans over her back, lips brushing her spine, whispering sweet nonsense.

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