The last tribid-- The end!

The last tribid-- The end!
 Astrid lay in the center of the wide bed, the silk sheets cool beneath her bare skin, though her body was already burning from the way they looked at her. Jason leaned against the headboard at her right, his eyes dark, a predator’s gaze drinking her in as though he had waited centuries for this moment. Killian sat on the other side, his touch already restless, his fingers brushing up her arm in slow, teasing strokes that made her shiver.

Between them, she felt like prey caught in a trap, but there was no fear—only hunger.

Jason’s lips curved into a slow smirk as he reached out, trailing his knuckles down her jaw, tilting her face toward him. “You’re ours tonight,” he murmured, his voice rough velvet, brushing over her like a promise.

Astrid’s lips parted, her breath catching as Killian’s hand slipped to her waist, squeezing gently, grounding her even as Jason leaned closer. The contrast between them made her head spin—Jason all fire and dominance, Killian a steady, simmering storm.

Jason’s mouth claimed hers first, hot and demanding, his tongue sweeping against hers in a kiss that made her toes curl. She melted into it, only to gasp when Killian’s lips pressed against the side of her throat, his teeth grazing lightly, drawing a low sound from her chest.

Their hands roamed her slowly, deliberately—Jason’s fingers tangling in her hair while Killian’s trailed lower, skimming her ribs, her hips, the inside of her thigh in maddening strokes that never quite gave her what she craved.

She arched, caught between them, a moan slipping free as she grasped at the sheets. “Please…”

Jason chuckled against her mouth, nipping her lower lip before pulling back just enough to look at her flushed face. “So impatient,” he drawled, brushing his thumb across her swollen lips.

Killian’s laugh was softer, warm against her skin as he kissed down her collarbone. “Let her beg,” he said, his voice husky with restrained hunger. His hand slipped higher on her thigh, stopping just before the place she wanted him most, making her squirm.

Astrid’s chest rose and fell in quick, uneven breaths. Every inch of her was alive with their touch, her body caught in their rhythm, Jason’s dominance and Killian’s teasing drawing her higher, making her ache.

Jason kissed her again, slower this time, deeper, as though he wanted to memorize the taste of her. Killian shifted lower, his mouth tracing a burning trail down her stomach, each kiss deliberate, each pause meant to torture.

Her fingers threaded through Jason’s hair while her other hand fisted the sheets. She couldn’t keep still—her body arching, trembling under the weight of their attention.

“Look at her,” Jason growled against her lips, his eyes flicking to Killian. “She’s already falling apart for us.”

Killian lifted his head, lips glistening, his smile sinful. “Good. She should.”

Astrid whimpered when Jason’s hand slid down her side, cupping her hip, pulling her closer to him even as Killian settled lower, his breath hot against the inside of her thigh.

Her heart pounded so loudly she swore they could hear it.

She was theirs—completely, helplessly theirs—and they hadn’t even truly started.

Killian’s mouth finally closed over her, and Astrid cried out, her back arching off the bed. The sudden rush of sensation, the heat of his tongue and lips against her most sensitive place, tore through her like fire. She grabbed at Jason’s shoulders, nails digging into his skin, a desperate anchor against the storm of pleasure that swept through her.

Jason growled low in his throat, the sound vibrating against her lips as he kissed her hard, swallowing her moans. “That’s it,” he whispered against her mouth, “let us hear you.”

Her cries spilled out, broken and beautiful, every sound driving the brothers wilder. Killian’s tongue worked her with maddening precision, his hands locking around her thighs to keep her spread wide for him. Jason kissed down her jaw, biting at her throat before moving lower, dragging his mouth over her chest until he closed his lips around one tight peak, sucking hard.

Astrid’s gasp turned into a strangled moan, her hips bucking against Killian’s mouth while Jason’s tongue flicked over her nipple. The dual assault made her body shake, made her pulse hammer like it was about to break free of her veins.

“Jason—Killian—” Her voice cracked on their names, pleading, trembling.

Jason lifted his head, his lips wet, eyes dark and feverish. “You taste her yet, brother?”

Killian groaned against her, then pulled back just enough to growl, “Sweetest thing I’ve ever had.” His chin glistened with her arousal, his grin wolfish as his eyes locked on hers. “And I’m not stopping until she screams for me.”

Before Astrid could even catch her breath, Killian dove back down, sucking hard, relentless, until her vision blurred. Jason crushed his mouth to hers again, swallowing every whimper as his hand slid between her thighs beside Killian’s tongue, his fingers pushing inside her with a slow, deep thrust that made her cry out.

“Fuck, she’s so tight,” Jason rasped, his forehead pressed to hers as he worked his fingers in time with Killian’s mouth.

Astrid shattered. Her release tore through her like lightning, her body spasming around Jason’s fingers, her cries muffled by his kiss. Her thighs trembled against Killian’s hold, her nails raking Jason’s back as the orgasm ripped her apart.

But they weren’t finished with her. Not even close.

Jason pulled his fingers free and slid down, positioning himself between her thighs. Killian moved up beside her, kissing her fiercely, his taste mixed with hers on his tongue. Astrid was still trembling when Jason’s tip pressed against her entrance.

Her eyes flew open, wide, breathless. Jason leaned over her, his lips brushing her ear as he whispered, “Breathe, baby. This is only the beginning.”

Then he thrust into her, deep and slow, filling her completely. Astrid gasped, her body clenching tight around him, overwhelmed by the stretch, the burn, the raw pleasure of having him inside her.

Jason’s groan was guttural, his head dropping to her shoulder. “Gods, you feel like heaven.”

“Oh yeah, fuck me!” Astrid cried.

Killian stroked her cheek, his other hand sliding to her chest, teasing her until she moaned again. “Look at her, Jason,” he said with a low chuckle. “Already ruined, and we’ve barely started.”

Jason set a rhythm, hard and deep, each thrust sending her spiraling higher again. Astrid clung to him, her cries sharp, desperate, until Killian pressed against her lips, kissing her hungrily. His cock was already hard against her side, demanding attention.

Jason caught her hand and guided it down, curling her fingers around Killian’s length. Her gasp broke the kiss, her hand moving instinctively, stroking him as Jason drove into her.

Killian’s breath hitched, his head falling back. “Fuck—just like that.”

The room filled with the sounds of skin meeting skin, her soft cries, their harsh groans. Jason’s thrusts grew faster, rougher, until she broke again, her body clenching tight around him, another orgasm tearing through her with brutal force. Jason cursed, buried deep inside her as he spilled, his release shaking him to the core.

But Killian wasn’t done.

The moment Jason pulled out, Killian was there, flipping her onto her hands and knees, entering her from behind with a rough thrust that made her scream. His grip on her hips was bruising, his rhythm merciless as he fucked her hard, his own hunger unleashed.

Jason collapsed beside her, catching her mouth in another kiss, his hands roaming her body as Killian pounded into her. She was lost in them, body wrecked, mind blank, her cries spilling out uncontrollably.

“Take it all,” Killian growled, thrusting harder, deeper. “Every last bit of me.”

Astrid shattered again, screaming their names as her body gave out, her release pouring over him. Killian roared, spilling inside her with a violent shudder, collapsing against her back.

They held her between them, breathless, trembling, utterly spent but unwilling to let go.

Jason kissed her temple softly, his voice rough but tender. “Ours. Always ours.”

Astrid could only whimper in response, her body limp, her heart pounding, her soul tied irrevocably to theirs.

Astrid lay between them, her body still humming from the storm they had unleashed together. Jason’s hand traced lazy circles along her arm, while Killian’s lips pressed softly against her shoulder. For a moment, the world was utterly still—just them, their breaths, their heartbeats, their survival.

Jason gave a quiet laugh, low and almost disbelieving. “We’ve been through hell, haven’t we?”

Killian smirked, brushing a strand of hair from Astrid’s face. “Hell, death, war, and still… here we are.”

Astrid’s lips curved faintly, her eyes glistening as she looked at them both. “We survived everything that came our way. The last tribid, and her mates… still standing.”

Jason leaned closer, his voice rough but tender. “More than standing. Together.”

Killian cupped her cheek, tilting her face up. “Forever.”

Their lips met in a kiss—deep, lingering, sealing everything they had fought for.

The End.

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Author’s Note

Dear readers,

Thank you so much for following this journey all the way to the end. Writing this story has been such a ride, and I truly hope you enjoyed every twist, every fight, and every tender moment as much as I did bringing it to life.

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Happy reading always,
And from my heart—I’m beyond thrilled this book has finally come to an end!!

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