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Pleasure exploded through me, vicious and violent, and I cried out as my body stiffened under the grip of euphoria. My nails extended into claws and sank into the meat of Thane’s thigh. He didn’t seem to care; he seemed more concerned with holding back the orgasm I’d nearly triggered with that pain. Atticus’ hips faltered as he found his own release, and his fingers dug into my hips hard enough to bruise.

Thane threw his head back as he staved off his orgasm, no doubt experiencing the intense rush of Atticus’ flooding their bond. His body trembled and jerked with the effort, and I was amazed he had the strength to resist. His cock wasweeping,and it looked angry and red. One touch would be all it took to take him over the edge.

“Please,” he begged, his voice strained. “Please let me cum.”

Atticus crawled languidly over the bed and pressed a soft kiss to my temple. “What do you think, kitten? Can he have his reward?”

I brushed Atticus’ bottom lip. “Absolutely.”

He jumped off the bed while Thane leapt out of his chair and ripped the belt off his wrists. I loved that he was powerful enough to break free but made the choice to stay bound. I understood that need. The need to surrender to someone else and let them make the decisions for you. It’s how I felt with Hades. I liked that he was in charge and knew exactly what I needed, and I hoped Thane found that feeling with me.

The minute Thane reached Atticus, he gripped his throat and held him back.

“Kneel,” Thane ordered, his voice raw.Desperate.

Atticus smiled wide as he sank to his knees, and I curled over on my side to watch the two of them together, lazily stroking my clit and enjoying the aftershocks of pleasure that rippled through me. Gods, they were gorgeous. One dark, one fair. Opposites but both incredibly powerful creatures.

Thane rubbed his thumb over Atticus’ bottom lip. “Do you want my cock? Want to take it nice and deep?”

Atticus licked his lips. “Yes. Give it to me.”

Thane pushed two fingers into Atticus’ mouth, all the way to the back of his throat, making him choke. Gods, what a sound.

He pulled them out and tapped his leaking dick on Atticus’ mouth. “Open wide. Show me how good you can be.”

He did, and he swallowed Thane’s cock right to the back of his throat. He gagged a little, but Thane twisted his hand into Atticus’ hair and held him steady.

“Swallow,” Thane growled.

“Fuck,” I muttered as I watched Atticus’ throat bob and his face sink closer to Thane’s groin. His nose was buried in the guy’s pubes. Fuck. My pussy clenched at the sight, arousal rising as I watched Thane fuck Atticus’ face.

“Yes,” Thane groaned, his head thrown back. “Your mouth is fucking divine.”

I heard Atticus hum, his body melting under Thane’s praise, and I could feel another orgasm building in my core. I couldn’t takemy eyes off them. They were magnificent and breathtaking, and I was utterly transfixed.

“Going to cum,” Thane gritted out, his hips jerking faster as he chased his release.

I circled my clit quicker as a second orgasm flooded my core while I watched Thane empty himself deep into Atticus’ mouth.

So fucking hot…

“That’s it, baby,” Thane sighed. “Swallow all my cum.”

Atticus kept sucking Thane until it became too much for the God. He pushed Atticus away and stumbled back a few paces, his chest heaving and sweat peppering his skin. He dragged Atticus to his feet and gave him a dirty, open-mouthed kiss. I shuddered as I watched, my body trembling with the remnants of my orgasm.

“Hmm,” Atticus moaned as he dragged Thane over to the bed. “That was delicious.”

Thane shook off his trousers and climbed in behind me, wrapping me in his arms and being my big spoon. “Thank you, Roux. For knowing what I needed.”

“You’re welcome,” I yawned, exhaustion finally taking over. “Thank you for trusting me.”

Atticus tucked himself in front of me and pulled the covers over us all. “Get some rest, kitten. We can talk about everything later.”

Hmm, much later, I thought as I drifted off to sleep. Everything always looked better in the morning.

Chapter Twenty-Three

Roux