Caden grinned at me as he tucked a pillow under my hips. “Ready?”

I nodded frantically. My body tingled and him slipping into me was all I needed. I strained against the ropes, my muscles bunching and flexing as I struggled to manage the swell of sensation.

So close.

I almost blacked out as he rubbed an eager thumb to my clit and fucked into me so hard I nearly slid off the pillow.

It took only one more thrust to make me scream, my pussy squeezing him so tightly he had no choice but to join me in tumbling over that edge.

I gasped and shivered as he slid out of me and set about unraveling the complex rope patterns. The more he undid the more I felt like a butterfly cracking out of my cocoon. I stretched out each leg as they became unbound and wiggled my toes. I was lightheaded and giddy, rubbing my legs over the sheets like a cricket. I always got like this when I resurfaced. We’d played with ropes so often that I already knew the process, how I would react, and the sweet euphoria of each phase.

After Caden removed the last rope, he became my big spoon and shoved one of the extra pillows into my arms. It was almost perfect.

“More cuddles.”

Caden held me tighter and nuzzled my cheek.

“Not enough.” I wiggled, trying to get comfortable, but it eluded me.

“What would make it enough?” he asked.

“Sandwich cuddles. I wish you could be you and your panther at the same time. Just smush me between you.”

Caden stiffened and fell silent. After he’d worked through whatever he was thinking, he tucked the blankets firmly around me and slipped off the bed only long enough to pull on some sweatpants before opening the bedroom door.

“Seth,” he called.

Seth appeared in the doorway, awkwardly staring at the carpet, looking half-asleep. “Yeah?”

“We’re de-stressing Logan. Cat up.”

Seth looked between us, and I didn’t dare make a peep in case Caden changed his mind. Seth’s cheeks were flushed, and that fire was behind his eyes again.

“Big or small?” Seth asked quietly.

“Big, please.”

His human form disappeared and his panther form hopped up onto the bed. He flopped down with his back to me, head beside mine on the pillow. I reached an arm around his chest and pressed myself closer until there wasn’t an ounce of space between us. Caden re-settled behind me so I was perfectly sandwiched.

The relaxing effect of the ropes and the orgasms had me melting in bliss, the pressure of their bodies protective and cozy, the roots of them twining deeper into me. I fell asleep like that, utter contentment sinking me into the depths.

If the monster didn’t get me, then Logan burrowing into my fur, her naked body only separated from me by a blanket, certainly would. Between dreaming of fucking her into the moss and waking up to her scream of pleasure through the bedroom door, I knew without a doubt that I was so completely fucking doomed.

She’d sunk her claws into me so deep I’d be torn apart if she pulled away from me now.

So fucking dumb.

She wasn’t even mine. It was honestly embarrassing that I’d let myself fall for another of Caden’s women. There had to be something wrong with me that I self-sabotaged like this. The shitty thing about it was that I wanted her evenmorenow. Them calling me in here had kindled some pathetic little flame of hope.

The dream had felt way too real.

Her touch was the same as she pressed close and wrapped herself around me. It replayed over and over in my head.

Thank you, I thought at Caden.

For?

Trusting me to be here.I whipped my tail and flexed my paws.This is nice.