Page 67 of Twin Warriors

Cole swallowed at the sight of his mate bent over in front of him, her smooth, perfect ass in the air.

When Cane sucked in a harsh breath, he looked over to see that Amy had taken Cane into her mouth, a pained, tight look on Cane's face as he tried to control his rising need.

A smile broke out on his lips when he understood what she had said earlier. He was to set the pace for them all.

Groaning, he reached for her, sliding his hands over her cheeks, before he slipped one hand between her legs.

He found her core already wet and ready for him. With his other hand, he gripped his shaft, pulling back just enough to align it with her entrance, then eased it into her slowly.

Pleasure ripped through him at the tight, hot feel of her body clamped down around him as he slowly drove himself into her body until he was buried as far as he could go.

Knowing his brother would want to share this, he released the lock on his mind and let the feelings of her flow to Cane. A deep, tortured groan came from Cane, before he too released the images and feeling he had, filling his mind with a pleasure so intense he almost spilled his seed at just the thought.

Not wanting to hurt Amy, Cole began to move slowly. Every time he thrust forward; Amy was pushed deeper onto Cane shaft.

It was all too much for Cole. He tried to grasp the last thread of his control, but it slipped away when Amy groaned and pushed back against him.

He bent forward, his metal arm curling around her hips as he began to drive into her harder and harder. The faster he moved, the more she took of Cane, making an orchestra of moans, groans, and roars echo in the large bedroom.

He could feel the building peak in all of them rising to a breaking point. Driving into her with a need so deep, so primal, so desperate, he held back his release until he felt the walls of her channel begin to clamp down around him as her own release crashed over her.

He pushed into her one last time, burying himself all the way to her womb, and roared out her name as wave after wave of intense pleasure ripped through his body. He could feel the hot jets of his seed pouring out of him as she milked him for every drop.

Trying to catch his breath, he looked over Amy’s body to find Cane’s head thrown back, his lips parted, and his eyes squeezed shut. Amy’s body still trembled with the aftereffects of her own release as she rose to her knees and leaned her back against Cole.

“Oh… my… God…”

Cole chuckled, “I do not know this God who you speak to, but I have to agree. That was…”

He had no words. Of all the times he wondered what it would be like if he and Cane ever found a mate, he never would have expected something like this.

She laughed, turning to look up at him. “That was just the beginning, babe. I think we all need a shower.”

He wasn’t going to deny his mate anything. The look in her eyes told him everything he needed to know. She truly was their Sila. Their everything.

He slowly pulled himself out of Amy, falling back to sit so he could catch his breath.

Amy crawled off the bed, giving them the perfect view of her ass. She sauntered into the bathroom, shooting them both a heated look over her shoulder before she vanished into the glass cube.

He turned away from the door, raising a brow at Cane, then both men flew off the bed and all but ran for the bathroom.

Amy was already in the shower. Her head was thrown back, her hands running through the wet strands and her eyes closed. They both took a second to look at her. Water glistened on her pale skin, a stubborn drop of water clinging to her peaked nipple. She was so beautiful.

He opened the door, stepping into the shower and moving to stand behind her. Cane came in, closing the door behind him and wrapped his arms around her waist from the front.

“What now?” he asked, replacing her hands with his in her hair.

She wiped the water out of her eyes and looked up at Cane.

“Can you hold me up?” she asked his brother.

Cane raised a brow at her, his hands running down her slick body to cup her ass. He lifted her up; her legs wrapping around his hips.

“Now what?” Cane asked.

Amy turned her head to look at Cole.

“Now… I want you to take me… together.” With that, she reached out, gripped Cole around the neck and pulled him in for a hot kiss.