Me too,I think.
It’s been a long time since I’ve fucked him.
I’ve forgiven him.
I like him.
I’ve accepted him as my mate, but there’s something holding me back.
And then, I feel Nyx behind me. His chest is flush against my back. And he tilts my head back so that he can kiss me. Like he knows it’s exactly what I need. Because he’s the one holding me back. My desire for him. Even though he’s with Amora now. Even though he no longer loves me. Even though he’s not my mate, I’m still hung up on him.
“Stop thinking. You still want us?”
I nod.
“Then let us make you feel good.”
I nod, turning back to face Ambrose. He drags a finger under my chin, pulling me to him so that I kiss him. My lips tingle from where the warmth touches the cold that was just there.
His eyes lock on mine, and I can feel a tinge of his fear in my mind. Concern that I’m going to back out. That I don’t want this. That I’ll regret fucking him.
Nyx kisses my neck, completely oblivious or unbothered by the feelings pulsing through my head. More wetness spills from me onto Ambrose’s cock that is nestled at my entrance. All I have to do is rock my hips forward, and he’d be inside me.
Don’t think. Just enjoy.
I don’t know who speaks in my mind or if anyone does at all.
Enjoy the two hottest males I’ve ever seen.
With a smirk marring my face, I sink down, taking control exactly like I wanted.
The raw desire on Ambrose’s face as I slide onto his cock is like nothing I’ve ever seen. The amount of bliss crossing his face sends me into a tizzy of emotions.
It’s been too long since I’ve been fucked by either man, and I only sink down halfway on his cock before the burning starts.
Both men notice immediately. Nyx tilts my head back over my shoulder, kissing my swollen lips like they’re his to kiss. His hand slinks around the front of my body, teasing my clit with a flick of his finger.
I arch back, sinking another inch onto Ambrose. Strong, warm hands palm my breasts, kneading and massaging them as a thumb brushes over my hardened nipple.
The sensations are so much. I want more. Need them both inside me.
“I need you inside me, too,”I whisper to Nyx in Ambrose’s mind, knowing that every spoken word I say to Nyx, Ambrose can hear.
Nyx tugs at my bottom lip, like he’s going to bite it and suck my blood, but at the last second resists.
Images flood my head. Images of him fucking me in the ass.
I cringe at the thought.
He chuckles in my head.
But then, he shows me a new image. One of him fucking me at the same time as Ambrose.
My temperature rises thinking of them both fucking me like that at the same time. I have no idea if they’d fit or how that would work. And I know they wouldn’t like it. Touching each other like that.
I shut off my thoughts before either of them can recognize what I’m feeling. But it’s too late, they both saw.
“We want it too, love.”