Please note: This chapter has mature themes. Strictly recommended only for readers above 18 years of age.
Ezra was the first to move. He reached out, his fingers brushing against her wrist, tilting his head with that mischievous grin of his.
"Just trying to distract you from the thunder, my sunshine," he said.
Before she could answer, Soren stepped closer from the other side, his hand finding her shoulder, warm and grounding.
"You don't have to be afraid," he murmured, his voice low enough that she could feel it more than hear it. He softly kissed her hair.
Ezra's breath brushed against her ear as he leaned in.
"Let us help you forget," he whispered.
She shivered, caught between them, unsure if it was from the chill of the rain seeping into the wood of the tree hut or from the heat curling low in her stomach.
"Ezra..." she started, but Soren's hand slid down to her waist, steady and sure. His golden eyes locked with hers, calm but intent.
"You'll let us, right?" Soren murmured.
Rayna's heart was pounding so hard it felt like it might drown out the storm outside. Her fingers curled unconsciously into Soren's chest, her body leaning back against him as if drawn there on instinct.
The thunder cracked again, but this time she didn't flinch. Not with them holding her like this.
And then, softly—barely audible—she whispered,
"...Yes."
That was all it took.
Soren's lips brushed the soft curve of Rayna's cheek, slow and deliberate, before trailing lower. The warmth of his mouth against her skin made her breath catch. When he reached that delicate spot just beneath her ear, he lingered there, pressing gentle, feather-light kisses.
A shiver raced down her spine.
Her fingers curled instinctively into his chest as a quiet, unbidden sound escaped her lips—soft, trembling, and utterly betraying how weak that spot made her.
Rayna's eyes fluttered closed, lost in the moment.
But then she felt the weight of another gaze.
When she opened her eyes, she found Ezra watching her with an expression she had never quite seen before—his grin was gone, replaced with something raw and aching. There was jealousy in his eyes, yes, but also a helpless sort of longing. He looked almost like a sad puppy, standing there. Hehe cute.
She reached for him, cupping his face with both hands.
"Ezra," she whispered, and before he could say a word, she kissed him.
It started soft—a gentle press of lips.
But the moment he realized what was happening, something in him broke loose.
Ezra deepened the kiss, slow at first, savoring it, but soon the softness turned into something hungry, something desperate. One of his hands slid to the back of her neck, pulling her closer, while the other curled around her waist. Rayna responded in kind, kissing him back with a passion that made the storm outside disappear entirely.
Behind her, Soren didn't stop. His lips continued their trail along her neck and jaw, as if determined not to let her slip away from him either. The combination of their warmth, one in front of her and one behind, made her dizzy.
The rain, the thunder, the tension—all of it blurred together into this moment.
"Let's lay down, shall we?" Soren asked his voice low and steady, and his eyes filled with desire.
Rayna's cheeks warmed instantly. She knew what was coming.
"...Yes," she whispered.
Before she could even take a step, Ezra scooped her up in his arms with ease, his grin returning, softer this time, like he was trying to lighten the tension while still claiming a little victory.
"I've got her," he said over his shoulder, his voice low.
The three of them moved into the room, the pitter-patter of rain drumming against the wood and leaves outside following them like a rhythm meant only for this moment. The air felt thick, warm, intimate.
Ezra lowered her gently onto the soft bed of hay, his hands lingering at her waist for a moment longer than necessary. He hovered there, his eyes locked on hers, like he was memorizing every detail of her face.
Rayna's breath came out slow, uneven.
She could feel Soren right behind Ezra—calm, silent, yet his presence was like a steady pull, grounding her even as her pulse raced.
Soren came closer and sat down at her other side, his hand resting on her shoulder as he bent to kiss her temple.
Ezra finally leaned in, brushing a soft kiss against her forehead, then her lips—quick, teasing—before pulling back just a fraction, his thumb grazing over her cheek.
Ezra's grin widened,
"Rayna," he murmured, "why don't you do whatever you want with us tonight?"
Rayna blinked, startled.
"Me?" she asked.
Ezra nodded, amusement flickering in his eyes.
"Yeah, you. There must be some things you've wanted to do with us right? Some special things..."
He glanced at Soren, who simply gave an eager nod, wordlessly agreeing.
Rayna's heart thudded in her chest.
They were letting her take the lead?
The thought made her pulse race, not with fear this time, but with something heady and electric. For a moment, she just sat there, then a slow, determined smile spread across her lips.
"Really?" she asked, just to be sure.
Ezra nodded again. "Really."
Rayna looked between them, that warmth in her chest blooming into something bold.
"Well," she said softly, her voice steady despite the butterflies in her stomach, "if that's how it is... then okay."
Neither Ezra nor Soren missed the subtle shift in her tone. Her eyes gleamed with something new—curiosity, mischief, and a little courage.
Rayna stood up. She pushed both Soren and Ezra down on the bed.
Both of her mates land on the bed with surprised grunts.
Ezra props himself up on his elbows, smirking up at Rayna. "Well well...". Soren looks up at her, intrigued, and a smile on his face.
Rayna stands between their spread legs, looking down at them.
"What should I do after this?" Rayna murmured softly.
Ezra's eyes darken with desire. "Whatever you want."
"You're in charge tonight." Soren adds, "Do whatever... ". He reaches out to kiss her wrist.
"We'll be good little mates for you," Ezra adds with a wink.
Rayna crawls towards them. She first kisses Soren's forehead, then Ezra's.
Then she turns to Soren and kisses him.
Soren's eyes flutter closed as she pressed her lips to her. He kisses her back eagerly, his hands gripping her hips to pull her closer onto his lap.
Ezra watches intently, his eyes twinkling in anticipation.
Soren breaks the kiss, panting softly, "Rayna..."
She looks down and smirks. "Soren you're already this hard? Your feather skirt is not helping to hide it at all."
Soren's face flushed with embarrassment, which was a rare sight. "Can't help it you're just so seductive."
Rayna teased him, "but you will have to wait for your turn tonight."
Soren looked at her, his eyes darkening.
Rayna went and pushed Ezra down which made him lay down completely on the bed. She straddled his thighs. She could feel his hard manhood pressing against her thighs. Ezra's hand immediately went to her hips to stable her.
"Ezra let me count how many abs you have... one...two...three..."
Ezra gasped. Rayna slowly kissed each of his abs. There were four in total.
Ezra pleaded. "Rayna stop this teasing please..."
"Too eager are we...okay." Rayna's hand go downwards pulling his skirt down and stroking his thing.
A moan escaped Ezra's mouth. As Rayna stroked faster, Ezra's head fell back, in pleasure.
As Rayna felt he's close, she stopped.
Ezra groaned in frustration. "Rayna you're being too cruel."
Soren smirked a little enjoying the scene that was playing out in front of him.
Then Rayna kissed his neck and said, "Hehe sorry, I'll compensate you."
"Let me please you Rayna... "
Ezra pulls her upwards so that she could sit on his face.
"Wait Ezra this is too—" Rayna tried to shift a bit.
"It's alright Rayna...you're beautiful. Don't be shy...please let me satisfy you. You'll feel really good. Hm?" Ezra said earnestly.
Soren gave a firm nod as well agreeing.
Rayna after a second, locked eyes with Ezra giving the yes signal.
Ezra started with quick flicks, his warm tongue swirling and tasting her out.
Rayna yelps in pleasure.
Soren leaned over and started stroking her hair, kissing her cheeks and then continuing to her neck as Ezra eats her out. The dual sensation makes Rayna gasp and grind on Ezra's face.
"Relax my love..." Soren whispers in her ear while Ezra continues.
Ezra suddenly sticks his tongue inside her and curls it upwards, hitting her special spot that made Rayna's head fall back and scream.
She came apart loudly, "AHNGH!" Her juices gush out onto Ezra's face as he laps it up eagerly.
Before Rayna could even come down from her high, Soren whispered,
"It's my turn now love..." Soren smiled.
Rayna already knew what that tone meant. "Oh it was going to be a long night."
Rayna immediately got off from Ezra's face. "Ezra are you alright?"
Ezra let out a breathy laugh, still licking his lips, and flashed that familiar grin.
"I'm more than alright, sunshine" he said, his amber eyes twinkling with amusement. "You just knocked the air outta me a little—in the best way possible," he added with a wink.
Before Rayna could react, Soren gently lifted her and settled her in his lap, facing him, his legs comfortably spread as he anchored her close. His strong arms wrapped around her, and his golden eyes softened as they looked into hers.
"My love," he murmured, his voice low and affectionate, "I deserve your attention too... please?"
Rayna let out a small laugh, her cheeks warming at the way he said it. "Fine, fine," she teased, a playful sparkle in her eyes.
She wrapped one arm around his neck, fingers weaving into his soft hair, and leaned in. Their lips met in a slow, lingering kiss, unhurried and deep. Her other hand worked on her dress trying to get it off.
Soren smiles softly as he pulls away from the kiss. His hands resting on Rayna's waist. Once her bare chest is exposed, Soren kisses her collarbone then drops down to her peaks, sucking gently.
Soren continued to kiss her chest while Ezra got up and trailed his fingers down her sides.
"By the moon..." Ezra breathes out, admiring her bare form. "You're gorgeous..."
Soren releases her peak with a pop and grabs his hard manhood, his skirt long discarded.
"You're already soaked..." Soren said his voice deep and intense.
"Ezra goes first tonight" Rayna said already climbing off and sitting on Ezra's lap.
Soren obediently agreed. After all she was in charge tonight.
Ezra smiled, "Finally, my beautiful mate is in my arms now."
Rayna smiled back. She lifted her hips and wrapped her arms around his neck.
Ezra positioned himself at her entrance. Rayna looked into Ezra's intense eyes as he pushed inside her. They both groaned loudly. "Damn..." Ezra starts to bounce her up and down on his lap, using her hips as leverage.
Ezra starts to piston his hips up, hard and fast, totally lost in the moment. "Mmmph..." Rayna moaned loudly, throwing her head back.
Her breasts bounce with each thrust, and Ezra's eyes were glued to them, as if enchanted.
Ezra suddenly grabs one of her peaks and pulls it into his mouth, sucking hard on it. Rayna screams in pleasure, tightening and squeezing around his manhood.
Ezra groans loudly his eyes darkening with lust and desire.
Rayna breathless just moaned, "Ezra..."
"Now I understand how beastmen could go on and on for several nights in the wet season..." Ezra's voice came strained his hands going to her bottom cheeks squeezing.
"Say my name again, please." He kissed her hungrily, his tongue mimicking the movement of his hips.
Outside, the rain poured heavier, drumming steadily on the roof.
Inside, the air was anything but quiet.
Skin met skin in a rising tempo, and gasps swallowed by kisses. The warmth between them burned bright against the storm outside.
It was a long night filled with passion, love and desire.