Chapter 65 Bound by heat
ANGELICA’S POV
The evening was thick with heat, emotions, and buried passion. Not the kind of heat that could be felt on the surface, but the type that pulsed beneath my skin, pumped in my heart, flowed in my veins, and made me pray for the release.
That was what I could feel in the air.
I was restless.
Even after taking an ice bath that Victoria told me would calm me down once I consulted her about my situation, nothing worked.
I stood at the edge of my room, near the window, watching the forest with deep contemplative emotions.
When Dylan and Ericson found out about my heat in the morning, their wolves were out of control for some time.
I saw the desire to claim me, the pain of staying away, and the need to mark me in their eyes.
It was raw and full of passion, yet they left the decision to me. Begrudgingly, they left the house to give me enough time and space to think things through. They wanted me to decide if I was ready to let them mate and mark me.
According to them, it would bind my body and soul to them for eternity. We will share a mind link to talk to each other, we will feel each other's emotions through the mate bond, and most importantly, we will vow our loyalty to the bond.
It was a big decision.
I know they were letting me think about it because of what happened recently, but could I think of anything logical when my body was screaming for them?
This heat burning inside me was clawing at my body like a wildfire that wanted to consume me.
My pussy ached with need, with desire and to be filled by them.
I know they were out there somewhere, keeping enough distance to ensure no other unmated wolf would roam around me, but distant enough not to waver my decision.
As if they heard my silent plea, the door creaked open behind me, and I turned around, breathing heavily.
I saw their eyes, one an enchanting blue that wanted to drown me in desire, and the other one a dazzling amber that wanted me to burn in its passion.
My knees buckled at the sight of them, their masculinity making it harder for me not to jump on them already.
“She is burning,” Dylan said, his gaze not leaving me for a second. His voice was deep, like a low rumble that indicated the edginess of his wolf while he fought to take it.
“She is controlling,” Ericson said the obvious, his voice a much colder and deeper shade of every breath that I wanted to feel directly on my aching womanhood.
I closed my eyes and turned towards the window again, clenching my fists around the windowsill.
“I didn't know it would feel like this,” I admitted.
“I didn't want to force it. This needed to be special; you claiming me, marking me, mating with me. I wanted it to be real because of what we feel, not because we were forced by some heat that—” I couldn't complete my sentence when Dylan held my hand and turned me around with a jerk.
He pressed my body into the window, and I gasped at the sensations that travelled down my spine.
“I…” I whispered, but Dylan placed his finger on my lips.
“Heat or no heat, you will always stay on our minds 24/7. This is something we have been wanting to do with you since we laid our eyes on you.”
Dylan grabbed my chin and massaged my skin with his thumb, making me open my mouth involuntarily.
“This is your call, but just know, we would beg you for it before the entire world. We want you to be under us and rule over us.”
Ericson snuck his hand under my waist before pulling me forward.
“You need us. Just say it, mi Vida. Heaven is only half a step away,” He whispered into my ear.
I couldn't think straight anymore. Fuck logic. Fuck all the diplomatic thoughts I had.
“I need you,” I whispered, giving in completely.
It didn't take a second for Ericson to pick me as he placed me in the centre of the bed.
My clothes vanished one by one.
Their hands moved on my body skillfully. I didn't know who took off what piece of my clothing.
One second, I was fully clothed, and the next second, I was lying only in my panties.
The ripping sound of something made me freeze, and I opened my eyes barely to see Dylan throwing off his ripped pants.
“Beautiful,” Dylan's words echoed in my ears.
“You're ours,”
Ericson kissed my ankle, travelling his lips to my knees, my thighs, parting my legs, and I shuddered when Dylan kissed my collarbone, his stubble rubbing on my breasts.
My toes curled at the pleasure brewing in my abdomen.
“I know this is your first time, baby. Just know this is our first time, too. And to mark and mate you, we need to do it together,” Dylan said.
“I can't think,” I breathed heavily.
The warmth of Dylan pressed against my neck, his hand rubbing dangerously close to my breasts, but not fondling them was definitely a distraction.
“You don't need to think. You need to let go. Let loose and allow us, mi Amore,” Dylan whispered.
Ericson hooked his finger in my panties' elastic, leaving a trail of hot, wet, and sloppy kisses along the way as he gently removed my panties with his mouth, grabbing the elastic in his teeth.
His breath fanned against the wet mound, and I clenched my toes.
“Even when you are writhing in pain and desire, you are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen,” Ericson complimented.
Usually, I would have blushed at his compliment, but they didn't give enough time to process his words because the next second, Ericson pushed his finger deep inside me.
My body jerked at the sensation, and Dylan moved me slowly, making me lie on my side gently.
“What are you–” I wanted to ask when I felt something being inserted slowly in my ass hole and I gasped at the cooling sensation.
“Dylan, what are you–mmmm,” Ericson drowned my complaints in his mesmerising kiss, and I groaned.
Fuck. This was too good. I couldn't breathe, but at this moment, it didn't look like breathing was exactly my priority.
Dylan's hands finally started moving on my boobs from behind while Ericson kissed me like there was no tomorrow.
Ice cubes were being rubbed on my body, which I didn't even know had been brought, and I didn't have any problem until Ericson rubbed a small cube on my clitoris, making me groan.
The deep, throaty sound that came from the back of my throat, I didn't even recognise it as my own.
“She is ready,” Ericson whispered and I didn't know what he was talking about until I felt something poking my entrance.
I widened my eyes, not because I didn't expect it but because I felt Dylan poking me from behind too.
Were they both going to fuck me at the same time, both of my holes?
While the thought alone was arousing, being pressed between the two made the thought of actually doing it a little scary.
“You'll take us like a good girl, mi vida. Let loose and allow us inside you like the woman that is ours, like the woman destined to make us her pets,” Ericson groaned in my ears before he started pushing himself inside me slowly.
I didn't know how he found out that dirty dominating talking was my kink. I didn't know if I ever responded to that, but in the moment, the only thing I knew was that I was being filled.
They were huge.
They only pushed the tips inside me, and I already felt that this much was more than enough.
Maybe it was because they were stretching me from both sides that it hurt.
I didn't know.
“Shhh, it's going to be okay. We will be as gentle as we can, I promise,” Dylan whispered in my ear.
I could see concern in their eyes, despite the desire pooling within them, and knew they were trying their best too.
I also knew that it was only a moment of pain before the pleasure awaited me.
I gasped and nodded at Ericsson.
“First you,” I whispered to him.
He nodded and pushed in slowly, making me dig my nails into his biceps.
It hurt like a bitch for a few seconds until I eased.
“Okay,” I said to him.
He smiled and kissed my tears away.
Ericson moved slowly inside me, molding me to his length, filling me in, touching every cell of my insides like he belonged there.
My heart was surging now that he was inside me. My body desired, needed, and demanded movement, friction.
Dylan entered me slowly from behind. This one was more painful than the previous one, and I gasped once he was fully inside.
“Breathe, mi Amore. I got you,” Dylan whispered into my ear, kissing my shoulder, and I nodded at them.
“You are safe with us,” Ericsson said, and I nodded again.
Nodded because I didn't know what awaited me.
Dylan increased his pace slowly, followed by Ericson who held my face up, kissing me while fucking me as Dylan kneaded my breasts.
My heavy breathing turned to soft moans before turning into screams and cries of pleasure layered under the mask of belonging.
Every touch felt ethereal, full of magic. I could see stars in my vision as it turned blurry, and my legs trembled.
I screamed, my orgasm releasing and dirtying the sheets more. However, they were nowhere near done.
After what felt like eternity, they both groaned.
“We are close,” They synced together before Ericson lifted my hair, and Dylan lifted my head.
Before I could understand what they were doing when they placed their faces on either side of my neck, they bit into my skin, making me writhe in pain and pleasure as they gave one hard push inside me, almost making me feel ripped before they both released their seeds inside me.
“Fuck,” Ericson groaned along with Dylan as they slowly slipped out from inside of me, making me feel both empty and needy.