In slow movements, both Orion and Roan came back into the tent, standing alongside each other. “We’ll both stay with you,” Roan said. “If that’s what you really want, Little Bird.”
I shrugged. “Why does it matter?”
Roan took a step forward, his body shifting. It was slow and graceful, the way he walked—like a calm predator approaching someone who might be his prey. My spine stiffened and my arms fell away from my chest as he hovered over me, coming down on top of me and pushing me until my back hit the bed.
“It matters,” he whispered, his breath washing over my face, “because I am not yet sure if you’re capable of handling two males in your bed.”
My mind went blank as I tried to respond. “W-what?” He dipped his head, scrambling my thoughts even further as his lips touched my jawline. I sucked in a sharp breath. The bed dipped behind me and I tipped my head back to see that Orion had joined us, his big body crawling over the bed as he pushed me slightly up and then slid behind me. His strong fingers found my neck and slid upward, tilting my skull back as Roan descended, kissing a path down my throat.
“What do you think, Little Bird?” Roan’s voice was gruff as he pulled back and met my eyes. Everything inside of me was on fire. My flesh felt singed by their hands as they touched me. “Can you handle us?”
“I-I…”
He leaned back. “That is why we need to decide who will stay with you tonight, because whoever you go to bed with will do more with you than sleep, Little Bird.”
I blinked. Gods. They were … very dangerous.
I was suddenly very aware of Orion’s chest against my back. Images of the last time we’d been together flickered through my mind. Of hands roaming against my skin. Of sweat slicked flesh. Of the way my entire body had clenched just before he’d given me my first orgasm. I breathed heavily as I let my eyes trail down to the front placket of Roan’s trousers.
“I think I’m up for a challenge,” I said, proud of how strong my voice sounded.
He blinked, surprise crossing his features. It was Orion who broke the tension with a bark of laughter. He yanked me into him, his whole body shaking with amusement. “Then that settles it,” he said through chuckles. “It seems we’ll both be sharing tonight.”
From the frying pan and into the fucking fire.
Chapter 8
Cress
Into the fire was right. My body was burning, scorching hot, which was ironic considering how cold I'd been earlier. I couldn't focus with the way Roan was staring at me like I was his last meal, and the feel and scent of Orion surrounding me. Roan was right before me, his hands at his sides as his knees pressed into the end of the bed. Orion's fingers distracted me as he gently pulled my heavy blonde locks away from my neck and swept them to the side a moment before his mouth descended on the delicate skin of my collar bone, his tongue lashing out against my flesh and sending all thoughts of anything but him into a deep, dark void.
His hands guided me back, settling me so that I was resting directly against him, his chest to my back. His very naked chest, I realized. When had he pulled off his tunic? Hadn’t he just been dressed? As if he could read my mind he chuckled, and pulled away, kissing my ear as he answered my question. “Magic, dear Changeling.”
Oh, I thought, realizing I must’ve spoken those questions aloud. His chest rose and fell with his every breath, and his cock hardened against the small of my back, sending a thrill up my spine and straight to my core. Roan leaned forward and slid his hands up the outside of my arms.
I squirmed between them as their hands roved over me in unison. Roan’s palms found the outside of my neck, his thumbs pressing inward gently. Sparks danced beneath my flesh, lighting me up inside. My need for them was steadily growing. I felt as though I were on a cliff, precariously close to tipping over the edge. When Orion nibbled on the same skin he'd been kissing just a moment ago. I gasped, letting out a moan. His hands found my breasts over my clothes, running his fingers down the sides and around—teasing me and making me squirm even harder against him.
"Well, now, Little Bird, how am I supposed to resist a call like that?" Roan's voice entered my head, but his words barely registered as I felt his fingers wrapping around my ankles. He tugged me down and spread my knees.
I slipped away from Orion, and his hands fell from my breasts. A reverberating growl sounded, vibrating against my back as they struggled slightly. Roan’s head snapped up and his eyes narrowed. I huffed out a breath and snapped at them. "Either share or we’re not doing this."
"Oh, we will, don't worry about that," Orion's voice rumbled like thunder in my ear.
Roan’s eyes locked over my head and I watched as whatever expression on Orion’s face must have convinced him. The tension in his shoulders lessened and his hands continued their ministrations. Roan’s fingers skimmed between my thighs, making me quiver in anticipation. “As you wish,” he whispered, leaning down and breathing against my knee. Who knew knees could be so erogenous? I shivered at the feeling.
Hands slowly worked together to divest me of my clothing until I was laid bare before the two of them, which was rather unfair since Roan was still fully clothed. I sent him a glare. "I'm not going to be the only naked one in this tent," I said.
“You’re not,” Orion reminded me with a light push of his cock against my back.
I rolled my eyes and refocused on Roan. “Clothes,” I said. “Off.”
"Commanding little thing, aren’t you?" Roan commented with a quiet laugh. He clambered off the bed and I watched from within the circle of Orion’s arms as he divested himself of first his tunic and then his trousers. When his cock sprang up, slapping lightly at his stomach, my eyes widened. Maybe it was time to rethink this whole ‘share’ thing. I knew how big Orion was and just staring at Roan told me he was either just as big or even bigger.
Wetness slicked against my inner thighs. Orion shifted me up once more so that he could climb off the bed as well, and together, the two of them came to stand at the end of the bed, their eyes meeting mine as they stared down at me. I gulped. I’d seen Orion naked before but I'd never had a chance to really look at Roan in this light. Having them both stripped bare before me was doing something to my insides. Seeing them, side by side, was like a study in shadow and color.
Orion's inky hair fell to his shoulders and the scars that littered his body only added to his beauty, highlighting the shadows and ridges of his skin. I wanted to run my fingers over them, trace the grooves, and kiss each and every mark. His cock was thick and long just as I remembered it and my core clenched in reminder of all the pleasure he’d brought me before.
Roan's fiery red hair was shorter and wilder in its style, as though the strands were made of flames. His muscles were covered in freckles, not scars, and my eyes couldn't help but follow the lines that curved over his body down toward the trail of red hair that led from the small indention of his belly button to a cock that was just as long, if not longer than, Orion's, though not as wide. I bit my bottom lip, trying—and failing—to stop myself from staring.