Page 145 of The Reckoning of Starlight

He pushed himself upright and withdrew. The sudden emptiness pulled a shudder from Serenna, warmth slipping down her inner thighs.

“I can tell he’s been dying for you, she-elf.” Fenn’s mouth brushed her neck. “Put him out of his misery before he finishes himself off waiting.”

Vesryn slipped an arm around her hips and rolled with her until they lay on their sides, facing each other in the grass. His hand settled on her hip under Fenn’s fingers.

For a moment, the three of them lay together—Vesryn’s chest rising with hers, Fenn’s warmth along her spine, the canyon air cooling the sweat on her skin.

Then the bond flickered open as Vesryn let her in. The restraint he’d carried while Fenn moved inside her gave way, and his need struck through her hard enough to make her body clench around emptiness.

Serenna reached between them, fingers wrapping around his length. Vesryn groaned, low and wrecked, his hips pushing into her grip. Fenn’s arm tightened around her middle as she hooked her thigh over Vesryn’s hip.

She guided him to her entrance, and Vesryn pressed slowly inside.

The first inch stole both their breaths as he sank in. His pleasure collided with hers and returned magnified until their heartbeats blurred into a single rhythm.

Vesryn’s brow met hers as the final inch disappeared inside her. He kissed her, the groan torn from him lost between their mouths.

Behind her, Fenn propped himself on one elbow, a growl stirring against her neck. Through the bond, she sensed his attention narrow first on Vesryn, then on the place their bodies joined. Arousal sharpening, his mouth found her shoulder while his fingers cupped her breast, his thumb circling the tightened peak.

Serenna rolled her hips, slow at first, changing the angle until the pressure caught deep enough to draw her thighs tight. Vesryn’s palms flexed at her waist, yielding to her pace.

Fenn’s mouth trailed up her neck, and she arched back into him—caught between his teeth and Vesryn’s fullness.

“Show her what you’ve been holding back, princeling.” Fenn’s fangs grazed her throat, his voice rough against her skin.

Vesryn rocked away and drove into her hard enough to break their mouths apart. The next stroke came faster, then another, each return pitching her into Fenn.

Fenn’s claw closed around her jaw and tipped her face up. His eyes flared as he held her gaze, then he took her mouth—open and ravenous, consuming every sound Vesryn wrung from her. Serenna moaned into the kiss as Fenn’s tongue met hers and Vesryn’s hips snapped faster.

Fenn swore, his length pressing firmer into her back.

Serenna broke the kiss with a breathless laugh. “Already?”

He grinned into the curve of her neck, his fangs dragging over her pulse. “Can’t help it.” Shifting lower, he settled himself between her thighs. He moved against her from behind, the friction intensifying the fullness already inside.

Vesryn’s breath hitched, his hips jerking into hers even as he tried to speak. “What are—”

“Just want her to feel more,” Fenn said, rolling forward again. The next slow pass squeezing her tighter around Vesryn, the sensation blurring the canyon at its edges. “This okay, princeling?”

Vesryn held her gaze.

“Fuck it,” he growled. “Keep going.”

Fenn groaned into her neck, continuing the slow rhythm.

Vesryn drove into her harder, each stroke knocking her back against Fenn. He drew her thigh higher, opening her to the next thrust.

Fenn matched him from behind, each slow roll crushing their bodies together. His fingers closed over Vesryn’s where he held her leg.

Serenna caught Vesryn’s arm and Fenn’s hip and took control of the rhythm, pulling both of them with her.

Pleasure broke through her without warning, her vision shattering into stars. Her body locked around Vesryn, the bond flashing white as his release surged into hers. The world narrowed to light and pressure, crest after crest erasing the boundary between all three of them.

Vesryn shuddered as he drove deep before going still. A groan wrenched from his chest as warmth spilled into her.

Behind her, Fenn snarled as he spent himself across her skin, folding over her with his breath stuttering at her shoulder.

Dusk gathered in the canyon while Serenna lay between them, Vesryn’s chest warm against hers, his palm gliding slowly along her thigh.