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eyes moved up to settle on her, freezing her to the spot.
She couldn’t tear her gaze away from the sight of Sorin’s fulfillment streaming
from his still-rigid cock.
    “Starr.”
    At the sound of her name on Lucian’s lips,
she finally wrenched her gaze up to look at them. “What are you doing here? You
shouldn’t—“ She couldn’t go on. The tenderness evident in their embrace brought
a lump to her throat. She felt tears at the back of her eyes and yearned to
join them.
    Sorin extended his hand, making no
apologies for showing up unexpectedly, nor for the scene she had walked in on.
“Come to us.”
    She shook her head, even as her feet obeyed
him. Was she really surprised to see them? She had to admit she wasn’t. In the
back of her mind, she had expected they would follow her. When she left the
castle, she had acknowledged this was a likely outcome of leaving the sanctuary
of her tower room and watchful eyes of those in the castle. She had anticipated
this moment since her arrival, which was why she had worked feverishly to have
everything finished. She was ready for this to happen.
    A flicker of doubt shadowed her eyes when
she reached the bed, but it faded when Sorin and Lucian each took one of her
hands to pull her down beside them on the bed. The last bit of internal
resistance disappeared when Sorin pulled her against his chest. Lucian draped
his arm across Sorin’s waist to squeeze her hip. “This is what you wanted, what
you needed,” he said.
    It felt right. She lay on the bed without
speaking, relishing the feelings sweeping through her. There was desire, as she
had expected, but also warmth, and the sensation that a void inside was slowly
filling. Why had she fought this for so long, she wondered, as all else slipped
from her mind.
    She rested her head against Sorin’s chest,
wondering what would happen next. She knew they would be lovers by the morning,
but didn’t have the courage to initiate the next step.
    She lifted her head when the bed moved and
Lucian sat up. She frowned, thinking he was leaving. She wanted to protest. She
wanted to make love with both of them, not separately.
    She didn’t have to worry. As she kept her
eyes glued to Lucian’s nude form, he walked around the bed and dropped down on
the other side, pressing himself against her back. His breath caressed the back
of her neck, and a sharp surge of desire accompanied his hand when it settled
on her breast, through the tank top.
    Before she could speak or move, Sorin’s
hand was between her thighs, lightly brushing against her pussy through the
denim. She closed her eyes when Lucian’s hand slid lower, to the hem of her
shirt, slowly lifting it. Her breath hissed through her teeth when he splayed
his hand across her bare side and trailed it higher.
    He cupped her breast, as Sorin’s hand moved
higher to unzip her shorts. “We love you.”
    She didn’t need Lucian’s whispered
assurance. She knew how they felt. She had felt the same since becoming their
blood-link at seventeen. Six years had only strengthened her emotions. “I
know,” she whispered in return, breathlessly. A gasp issued from her when
Lucian tugged gently on her swollen nipple.
    Seconds later, Sorin’s finger slipped past
the barrier of her panties and stroked her pussy lips. Another gasp escaped her
when his finger plunged inside to flirt with her clit. Starr arched her hips,
and Lucian followed the movement, thrusting his cock against her buttocks,
keeping her pressed against the light pressure Sorin exerted. She whimpered as
he circled the sensitive bud. Lucian mimicked the movement on her nipple.
    Starr writhed under the pleasure. She was
conscious of Lucian’s cock pressed into her buttocks, while Sorin’s pressed
into her stomach. She slipped an arm behind her to grasp Lucian’s cock. She
imitated the motion she had seen him use on Sorin, and he responded by
thrusting against her buttocks, pressing her even closer to Sorin’s finger,
inflaming