Chapter 140
Elowen's POV
I lay on the bed, my body still buzzing from the intensity of what had just happened. The sheets felt cool against my overheated skin, but my heart was racing, pounding so hard I thought it might burst. Sweat clung to my forehead, and every muscle in me ached with a delicious kind of exhaustion. Casper was behind me, his breath hot on my neck, while Cassian’s hand rested on my hip, his fingers tracing lazy circles. I’d never felt anything like this before—this raw, overwhelming connection that burned through every part of me.
“Damn, baby,” Casper murmured, his lips brushing my shoulder as he pressed closer. I could taste the salt of my own skin on his mouth when he kissed me, and it sent a shiver down my spine. “You okay?”
I nodded, barely able to form words. “Yeah… better than okay.”
His hand slid down my arm, guiding my fingers to wrap around him. He was hard again, and the heat of him against my palm made my breath hitch. “This is all for you, cutie,” he growled, his voice dripping with promise.
I smirked, my voice shaky but playful. “It better be, asshole.”
Cassian chuckled low in his throat, his lips grazing my ear from the other side. “Don’t tease her too much, brother,” he whispered, his tone dark and hungry. “She’s not done yet.”
My stomach flipped. They weren’t done. Hell, I wasn’t done either. I wanted more, needed more. “Switch,” I breathed, turning my head to look at Casper. “I wanna see if you’re as good as him.”
Their laughter rumbled through the room, vibrating against my skin, making my whole body tremble. I felt the pressure between my thighs build, a burning ache that begged for release. But then I saw the glint in their eyes, the shared look that told me exactly what they were planning. My heart stuttered.
I broke away from Cassian’s kiss, my voice sharp with panic. “No, no way. You can’t. It won’t fit.”
Casper’s teeth grazed my neck, right over the pulsing vein, sending a jolt through me. “Relax, baby,” he purred, his hands steady on my hips.
Cassian’s voice was softer, reassuring, as he stroked my cheek. “It’ll fit, angel. I promise it won’t hurt. Just breathe.”
My mind raced. The babies. What if this hurt them? “But… the kids,” I stammered, my hands instinctively pressing to my stomach. “What if—”
“They’re fine,” Cassian cut in, his tone firm but gentle. “We’ve got you. They’re safe. Our mate bond and the wolf blood in their veins will protect them. They’re tougher than you think.”
I swallowed hard, my fear battling with the heat pooling inside me. Casper’s hands tightened, pulling me closer. “Just let go, little freckle. Feel how good it is to be between us.”
I hesitated, but their warmth, their voices, their damn promises—they broke down every wall I had left. I nodded, my breath shallow. “Okay… okay.”
The moment Casper moved, I heard it—a faint, slick sound as he joined Cassian. The stretch was unreal, a burning fullness that made me gasp aloud. They froze, giving me a second to adjust. My nails dug into Cassian’s arm, my body tense as the initial sting flared. But then, slowly, the burn faded, replaced by a deep, throbbing ache that I could handle.
“You good?” Casper asked, his voice rough with concern, his hand rubbing soothing circles on my back.
“Yeah,” I panted, nodding. “Just… go slow.”
They did. Their movements started gentle, sliding in just a little deeper, finding a rhythm that had me biting my lip to hold back a moan. Three bodies moved as one, their heat wrapping around me, filling every empty space. Cassian’s breath was hot against my ear as he whispered, “We knew you were made for us.”
Casper growled, his grip tightening. “Both of us.”
I couldn’t help it. “No one else,” I gasped, my voice raw. “Just you two.”
They stilled again, letting me feel every inch of them, every part of me stretched and filled. Four hands roamed my skin, touching, claiming. I let out a shaky laugh. “Keep going. I… I like this.”
Cassian’s smirk was audible in his voice. “Is it as good as you thought, babe?”
My cheeks burned, but I tilted my chin, challenging them. “Do better. Show me.”
Casper’s lips brushed my neck, his tone low and dangerous. “This time, we’ll take it slow, baby. But get used to it. This is gonna be every night.”
My eyes widened, a mix of shock and worry spiking through me. “Every night? What if… what if the babies just… fall out from all this stretching?”
They both laughed, the sound rough and warm, easing my nerves just a little. Cassian kissed my temple. “They’re not going anywhere, angel. Wolf pregnancies are solid, and our magic shields them. Trust us.”
The rhythm shifted then, starting soft like a wave rocking me, then building faster, harder, like a storm breaking over me. Each thrust was deeper, more intense, pulling sharp cries from my throat. The pleasure was beyond anything I’d ever known, overwhelming every thought. Their chaos, their need—it was their way of loving me, and I felt it in every move.
I couldn’t hold back. The climax hit me like a tidal wave, tearing through my body. I screamed, my voice raw, my entire frame shaking as it exploded through me. My muscles clenched, but there was no room, just a faint sting drowned out by pure ecstasy. It was the biggest high I’d ever felt, leaving me trembling and breathless.
I felt them shake too, their growls vibrating against me as their hands gripped my hips tight. They released together, the heat of it spilling inside me, some of it escaping and sliding down my skin. There was no more space left in me, and I didn’t care. I was theirs, completely.
Casper chuckled, his voice hoarse as he wrapped his arms around me. “Hell yeah… every damn day.”
Cassian kissed my cheek, his touch soft now. “Every day,” he agreed, his tone quieter but just as certain.
I struggled to catch my breath, my mind reeling from what we’d just done. Their bodies cocooned me, rocking me gently, and I felt tears slip down my cheeks—soft, silent, happy tears.
Juno’s voice hummed in my head, satisfied and smug. “And fucked until you can’t walk.”
I laughed out loud, the sound shaky but real. “Yeah, that too.”