Damrion notches himself at her entrance from behind, thrusting forward. He doesn’t take it slow. He drives all the way in to the hilt in one deep thrust.

"Gods, yes!" she cries, clawing at the wall.

I lap at her pussy, licking and sucking. My tongue brushes against Damrion’s cock, licking the taste of her from him. He growls my name so I do it again, and then again. Within seconds, I’m lapping at them both, eating her, licking him, driving all three of us mad as he fucks her.

"Adriel, Damrion, please... I'm so close," she pants, desperation in her voice. I feel her trembling, the orgasm building inside her.

Damrion’s thrusts grow more demanding, deeper. “Come for us, Abigail,” he growls. “Let go.”

I force my tongue into her hole alongside his cock. She shouts when she feels it, shattering like glass. Her cries of pleasure echo off the walls as she comes all over Damrion.

I feel his hand in my hair, yanking my head back. His golden eyes are wild as they land on my face. "Inside me, Fae," he orders. "Now."

“Yes,” Abigail moans at words. “Inside him, Adriel. Now.”

Ah, Gods.

I rise to my feet, unable to deny them. My cock throbs as I shift around, pressing myself against Damrion from behind. Water sluices over the muscles of his back. I lean forward, licking it from his skin. My fingers slide against his asshole, teasing.

He clenches, a low growl rumbling deep in his chest.

“Stop teasing, Adriel,” he snarls. “I need you inside me.”

I align my aching cock with his entrance, pushing forward just enough to breach the tight ring of muscle.

"Ah, fuck." His groan ripples through the shower as he braces himself against the wall, still pounding into Abigail.

I push deeper, growling as I claim him, the heat of his body searing me, strangling me. Faen. He feels so fucking good. I reach for Abigail, needing to touch her, needing to be connected to her in this moment too. My hand slips between their bodies, my fingers finding her clit.

I drive my hips forward, the sound of skin slapping against skin echoing. Abigail cries out as the force of my thrusts pushes Damrion deeper into her, harder against her.

We move as one, fucking, kissing, sucking. We’re lost in each other—drowning in an onslaught of pleasure so intense it eclipses everything else.

Within moments, I’m on the edge, overwhelmed by their pleasure and my own.

"Don't pull out," Damrion growls, sensing that I’m right there. "I want to feel it.”

“Fuck,” I groan, his command sending me hurtling toward the edge. I fuck him as if possessed by the gods themselves, pounding into him over and over, desperate to give him what he wants as Abigail’s cries of ecstasy ring in my ears.

The knot swells as I teeter on the brink. I slam into Damrion again, driving it into him as I come hard.

The sensation of being locked together drives him wild. A roar erupts from his lips as he drives his hips into Abigail a final time.

She shouts as she feels his knot locking into place, and shatters with us. I grind my thumb against her clit, determined to work out every last drop of pleasure from her perfect body.

She chants our names, plastered to the wall, her wet hair sticking to her face, her round cheeks flushed. Beautiful. Absolutely beautiful.

"See?" she pants, her blue eyes dark and dazed as she stares up at us. "So much better than rest."

I can't help but smirk, pride and adoration for our stubborn seer welling in my chest. I reach out, touching her cheek. “Ja,” I breathe. “But you will be resting too, ljúfr.”

“Ja,” Damrion growls, leaning down to claim her lips in a deep kiss. “Just as soon as we’re finished with you.”

She moans, her eyes lighting up.

Chapter Thirteen

Damrion

"You should sleep," I murmur to Abigail, brushing my fingers along her cheekbone as she lays between me and Adriel, her hair fanning across the pillow in a halo.

"I'm not tired," she says, her lips still swollen from our kisses.

“Little liar,” I say gently, brushing my thumb beneath her eye, over the shadow there. “You’re afraid.”

Her bottom lip quivers.

She’s been through hell and needs rest, but she’s trying desperately to drink up every moment with me and Adriel, afraid they might slip through her fingers—that we might. War is on the horizon. Our future is uncertain.

“Yes,” she whispers, cowering into us.

“Then perhaps we make you forget why, hmm?”

My gaze drifts to Adriel, who traces patterns along her bare skin. I watch as he leans in, capturing her lips in another heated kiss. My chest tightens with love and possessiveness, my cock throbbing.

“Ja,” Abigail moans against his lips. “I like this plan. I love this plan.”

How can I deny her when I know all too well how she feels? We just got her back. And now, we know they want to take her from us permanently. I want to keep her in our arms every moment, soaking up every single second.

Adriel’s scarred hands dance across her body, teasing and stroking. His lips trail from her mouth, down the pale column of her throat. She arches into him with a groan as his teeth close around one hard nipple.

Unable to resist any longer, I let my hand wander up her thigh, feeling the smoothness of her skin beneath my fingertips. She’s so soft everywhere.

"Damrion." Her voice trembles with anticipation as I tease along the insides of her thighs.

I lean in to kiss her, savoring the taste of my name on her lips, the feel of her beneath my hands…the pulse of emotion beating in my chest. I know she feels the same overwhelming rush of love. They both do. It echoes down the bond, vibrating like the string of an instrument.

"Abigail," Adriel murmurs against her skin. “You’re our heart, our soul. We will never let harm come to you.”

She gasps his name, that pulse of emotion growing stronger.

I trail kisses down her body, reveling in her gasps and moans as she goes pliant beneath us, her body under our command. I slide down further, lifting her leg over my shoulder.

Adriel spreads her open for me, his thumb against her clit, teasing. I swipe my tongue through her folds, reveling in the taste of her. We work together, worshipping every inch of her, banishing every shadow from her mind, pouring our love into her until there’s no room for fear.

Her fingers tangle in our hair as she pulls us closer, silently pleading for more.

I pull her on top of me, positioning myself between her legs. Adriel moves behind her, guiding her hips as he aligns himself with her entrance.