JASMINE
Erikâs attention was expertly centered on my clit, while Aaronâs mouth claimed one of my breasts, his fingers teasing the other. The pleasure they were building was making my breath hitch and my body quiver.
âIâm on the edge,â I managed to whisper.
Sebastianâs teeth grazed my earlobe, and that was the trigger. My body surrendered to the bliss, convulsing under Erikâs skilled tongue as waves of pleasure washed over me. If Sebastian hadnât been there to support me, I wasnât sure I would have remained upright.
I felt Erikâs tongue glide over my sensitive flesh, savoring me, while Aaronâs kisses trailed up my neck, igniting every nerve. Erik licked his lips, his gaze intense as he leaned in for a soft kiss.
âFeeling better, dream girl?â Erik asked, his voice gentle and playful, though he already knew the answer.
Before I could reply, Aaron scooped me up, holding me close as he carried me to the bed. I felt the cool sheets against my bare skin, a welcome contrast to my heated body.
âYouâre not planning on staying dressed, are you?â I teased, grinning up at the three of them.
They each wore matching smirks, and my heart pounded as Aaron shrugged off his jacket and loosened his tie. Erik was unbuttoning his shirt, his gaze locked on mine with a fiery intensity that always made me feel like I was his and his alone.
But it was Sebastian who moved closer, sitting on the edge of the bed and tilting my chin to meet his gaze. His deep blue eyes searched mine as if trying to see into my soul, asking a silent question, seeking an answer he already knew.
I was his. I was theirs, entirely.
Sebastian kissed me, gently at first, but as our lips moved together, the kiss deepened, fueled by the passion simmering between us.
I felt Erikâs lips on my neck. My fingers fumbled to remove some of his clothes. I needed to feel his skin against mine.
I smiled into Sebastianâs kiss when I didnât feel Erikâs suit, but instead his skin, hot and slick with desire. My fingers slid down his chest to his abdomen, but his pants were still in the way.
My hand lightly squeezed his bulge. Even through the fabric, I heard Erik grunt, a primal sound that sent shivers down my spine.
It was a sign that his wolf was near, as were all their wolves, including mine. Like me, she wasnât sure how to handle the emotion of having her three mates there. Together. Ready to mark us.
And she was ready to mark them in return.
I let go of Erik just long enough for him to shed the rest of his clothes, his body bare and breathtaking in the soft light.
With each of my mates, it felt as if the rest of the world disappeared. But with all three here, it was as though they completed not just the moment but meâmind, body, and soul.
This was true love; this was what it meant to belong.
I felt like the luckiest and most loved woman in the world.
My hand wrapped around Erikâs length, and I stroked him, imagining all of him inside me. I felt my arousal building again, my juices trickling down my legs. I didnât just want it. I needed it.
Sebastian pulled away from our kiss and smiled before moving aside to make room for Erik, who would be the first.
My heart fluttered as he covered my body with his, his firm, warm body pressing against mine, intensifying the spark between us. His heat enveloped me, and I felt a sense of completeness that only came from being with him, with them.
Things with Erik were always intense and raw, but he took his time. Even in his desire, he held my gaze, his voice barely above a whisper.
âAre you sure, dream girl? Are you ready?â
âMore than ever,â I replied, my voice steady.
Erikâs lips curved into a small smile as he positioned himself, his gaze locked on mine, and slowly, he entered me, filling not just my body but my soul.
The moan that slipped from my lips was louder than Iâd intended, a raw, uninhibited sound as Erikâs movements built a new wave of tension within me.
Sebastianâs lips found that spot on my neck he knew so well, where every kiss sent jolts of pleasure down my spine.
Erik started moving, at first gently, allowing me to adjust to him. Then he picked up the pace, his actions reflecting our shared intensity and a desperate need that made me want to scream his name.
Aaron joined in, his shirt half undone, his touch a teasing pressure against my nipples before sliding lower to my clit.
When he finally touched me there, I let out a moan so raw that my wolf came to the surface, reveling in the pleasure of all her mates touching her.
Erikâs rhythm grew more intense, his deep thrusts a testament to both passion and urgency, as if he was pouring his entire soul into me.
I could feel my climax building. Too quickly, I was too close. My breaths were already uneven, and Erik knew exactly how to drive me wild, especially when I was on the brink.
He knew.
His wolf knew.
Erikâs intensity grew, and Sebastian stopped kissing my neck just as he gently tilted my head to the side. This gave Erik the space he needed for the mark.
I was teetering on the edge; I knew I couldnât hold back any longer.
Then Erik kissed me, a burning kiss that claimed every breath, every sound.
I broke apart beneath him, waves of pleasure washing over me. I was consumed by pure ecstasy, and I came.
I felt my walls tighten around Erikâs length, and I felt him climax inside me. I felt him fill me with his seed while I moaned into his mouth, overwhelmed by a pleasure that seemed to make my soul leave my body.
But it wasnât my soul that left; it was my canines.
I felt my canines descend and his too, grazing lightly between my lips.
It was time, and we both knew it.
Erik stopped kissing me just long enough to look at me. I tilted my head, giving him even more room, offering him my trust and my submission.
Then his gaze fell to my neck. I leaned toward him, at his mercy.
I felt my canines descend, my wolf pushing forward as I saw Erikâs canines lengthen too, both of us on the brink of the ultimate bond.
Erik ran his fingers over the spot, his touch sending a final wave of shivers through me. He lowered his head to the crook of my neck, his lips pressing softly to my skin before his canines pierced me. A brief sting gave way to an intense, pure pleasure that overwhelmed my senses and brought tears to my eyes.
This was a new kind of pleasure, a pleasure that went beyond the physical, touching something sacred within me.
The urge to mark him in return was overpowering. I opened my eyes, watching him kiss the fresh mark heâd made. When he tilted his head to expose his own neck, I didnât hesitate.
I sank my teeth into his skin, tasting his blood. It didnât have that odd metallic taste; it was sweet and rich, the essence of my mate.
His moan filled my ears, his pleasure mingling with mine. As I marked him, I felt something click inside me, an unbreakable bond taking root in my heart.
I was no longer just Jasmine.
I was his, completely and irrevocably.
When I looked into Erikâs eyes, everything else disappeared. I could feel his thoughts, his emotionsâa surge of love, devotion, and ecstasy that made my heart expand.
It was beautiful, but it was also terrifying, because as strong as our connection was, I felt the need for the othersâa longing that throbbed in my chest.
One mate wasnât enough.
My breaths grew faster, and a sense of desperation gripped me. The need to feel Aaron and Sebastianâs marks intensified with each heartbeatâas if I couldnât breathe without them.
I needed them both, now more than ever.