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“Kiss her,” Tobias mandates, and Kenan leans down, capturing my mouth with his. Where Tobias’s kiss was controlled, Kenan’s is wild — all teeth and tongue and barely restrained hunger. His hand is still on my neck, as his thumb traces the pulse point there.

“Now me,” Tobias says, his thrusts quickening.

Kenan breaks away from my lips and leans up, releasing himself and sliding his hand through Tobias’s hair, pulling him into a fierce kiss. The sight of them together — Tobias still moving inside me while Kenan devours his mouth — sends a jolt of pleasure through me, so intense that I cry out, my inner walls clenching around Tobias as my vision blackens on the edges and I find my release. My hands can’t help but trace both of their stomachs as they continue in this moment. It’s like watching a storm brew in the distance, an overwhelming feeling of being just on the outside but also knowing that it’s headed for you. It’s magic, raw, and … vulnerable.

Tobias’s rhythm falters, his thrusts becoming erratic as he chases his release. With a deep groan that Kenan swallows with his mouth, Tobias finds his completion, pulsing inside me. He collapses beside me, pressing soft kisses to my shoulder as his breathing slows.

Kenan stands, his eyes dark with need. “Don’t tire yet, Kitten,” he says, his voice rough as he sheds the rest of his clothing. “We’re just getting started.” He smirks as he walks towards me before grabbing my thighs.

Where Tobias was patient, Kenan is urgent. He flips me onto my stomach with strong hands, pulling my hips up to meet him. His thumbs spread across the skin of my hips before he slaps the globe of my ass. “Fucking perfect.”

There is no warmup with him, no sweet caresses besides what he already offered me as he enters me in a single, powerful thrust. My fingers clutch the sheets beneath as I moan loudly, the pleasure already building.

“Fuck, baby girl,” he groans, his fingers digging into my hips so hard I know that it’ll bruise, but I’d never ask him to stop.

Movement catches my attention as Tobias positions himself beside us on the bed. His hand strokes my hair as he leans up to whisper in Kenan’s ear after placing a soft kiss on his neck.

“Let me,” he murmurs, reaching beneath me to run his fingers against my folds where Kenan is thrusting before moving to my clit. “She likes it when you press here —” His fingers demonstrate, and I moan as pleasure spirals through me. “And when you circle just like this —” My fingers dig deep into the silk sheets.

Between Tobias’s fingers and Kenan’s unyielding pace, I whimper, my own fingers twisting in the sheets. Kenan follows Tobias’s instructions, moving to replace Tobias’s hand with his own. Tobias’s fingers move and find my mouth, he presses in two of them, and I suck instinctively, drawing a groan from him that sends heat rushing through me all over again.

“Fuck,” Kenan breathes, his rhythm faltering. “I can’t — I need —"

“Let go,” Tobias tells him, his voice commanding even in its softness. I feel his other hand disappear to cup Kenan’s balls as he says, “Let go for us."

As Kenan roars behind me, I feel his release coating my insides, and it triggers my own. I cry out around Tobias’s fingers as the waves of pleasure threaten to break me. But I know even if I did, they would build me back up piece by piece.

We collapse in a tangle of limbs, breathing hard, skin slick with sweat. But they’re not done with me yet, I know that. This could be the last night we have before everything changes, and just like the energy around us – we want to make the most of it.

As we recover, their hands begin to wander again—Tobias’s fingers tracing patterns on my back, Kenan’s mouth leaving a trail of kisses along my shoulder. The feeling is like scorching heat and freezing ice as I’m between them, and it’s a feeling I never want to lose.

“Turn over,” Kenan says, his voice husky. As I do, he positions himself beneath me, guiding me to straddle him. “I want to watch your face this time."

I sink down onto his hard cock without being told, wanting it just as much as he does and I gasp at the oversensitivity. Behind me, Tobias’s hands spread me, his fingers slick with something cool as he presses them softly into me.

“Relax, we’ve got you,” he whispers against my ear. “Always, Little Bird.”

He continues thrusting his fingers until I feel the head of his length against me, begging for entrance as Kenan slows down, looking over my shoulder to meet Tobias’s gaze. They seem to have a conversation without words.

“Kitten,” Kenan’s green eyes come to mine, “if you don’t want this all you have to say is no. We will stop.”

I know what he’s asking. If I want to be filled by them both again and the answer curling inside of me is a resounding yes. I had only a taste of what it was like, but now I want to be consumed by them. Let them ravage me from the inside out. Break me, arrange me to their purposes alone.

I lean down and kiss Kenan, as I press my ass against Tobias, the head of his dick slipping in. I hear a strangled moan from him as I continue to kiss Kenan, letting the sting settle before I push back further. I moan into Kenan’s mouth before I get a bit more comfortable, my hands coming to Kenan’s chest.

“You’re everything to us now, Little Bird,” Tobias says as he pushes to the hilt.

They find a rhythm while I completely lose my breath. The sensation is overwhelming as they take me together — Kenan beneath me, Tobias behind — their bodies moving in perfect synchronization as if we were meant to do this, to be together. The fullness borders on too much, pleasure edged with the sweetest kind of pain.

Tobias whispers in my ear, a mix of sweet promises and filthy encouragement, while Kenan’s hands grip my hips hard, his breath coming in harsh pants.

As we move together, something strange happens. The air around us begins to shimmer, tendrils of golden light emanating around our bodies. It ripples outward, pulsing with each shared heartbeat.

“Do you see that?” I gasp, my voice breaking as pleasure builds again. I almost think it’s an illusion from being fucked basically within an inch of my life at this point.

“The magic …” Kenan murmurs, his eyes wide with wonder, but doesn’t stop his thrusts. “It’s never been like this before. Tobias?”

“Mhm,” Tobias says, obviously not as concerned as he continues, his hand coming to my hip to hold Kenan’s hand there.