Elara POV
Axel helps to stand as Kane opens the champagne and pours a glass. But instead of pouring two more glasses, he takes a sip, curls his fingers around my neck, and pulls closer.
Our lips connect, and he gently transfers the champagne into my mouth. Bubbles tickle my mouth as he ravishes my lips. Instantly, I am a puddle of desire, and I do not resist when Axel unzips my dress. His hands caress my body eagerly, and I curl my fingers into Kane’s hair.
Axel kneels as he pulls down my dress and kisses on the back of my knee and thigh. Kane creates a hot trail of heat as his lips move over my jaw to my breasts. The sensation of the cool night air following their warm kisses on my skin is mind-blowing, and it is getting harder and harder to keep my composure.
I have never yearned for them as I do at this very mont. Frantically, I tug and pull at Kane’s shirt in a desperate attempt to get closer to him. Frustrated with the buttons, I rip it open, sending a few buttons flying.
I moan in delight when the warmth of his chest pushes against my breasts, and I start undoing his pants. Behind , I can hear Axel taking off his clothes, and I sigh contentedly when Axel puts his arms around from behind, and his body heat engulfs .
Kane takes my wrists, lifts them, and places them behind Axel’s neck, placing my breasts on full display.
“Keep them there,” his voice is hoarse as he gently bundles my hair in his fist and moves it sideways for his lips to caress my neck. A shock wave jolts through when Axel glides his hand over my breasts, down my stomach to my centre and starts pleasing . I moan softly in delight as I lean back against Axel’s. Desire tightens my muscles, and my breathing gets heavier.
“Oh, dear goddess,” I sigh in delight as Axel strokes my clitoris.
Kane’s hand covers my breast as the other one folds around my throat, keeping steady against Axel’s chest. His breath is warm in my neck, and my entire body is in sensory overload.
Axel bends my knees, and Kane keeps steady as we get onto our knees. I want to lower my arms, but Kane stops . I am still on display as Kane’s mouth makes love to my breasts as Axel sits down and lowers onto him.
A pleasurable moan escapes my lips as Axel fills . I slowly move my hips while Kane caresses my breasts and Axel thrusts into .
Just as I am about to climax, Axel sinks his teeth into my neck and marks . The exquisite mixture of pain and pleasure is so overwhelming that I cannot help but cry out, and Kane’s lips muffle my scream as my body trembles against Axel’s chest.
Axel moves slightly, untangling my hands around him, and pulling my head backwards into his neck. I lick his neck, and he shivers when I graze my teeth against his skin.
“Now, Elara,” he groans, and I mark him just as he ejaculates into .
My breathing is hard and irregular by the ti I co from my high. Kane pulls off Axel’s lap, and I straddle his, kissing him passionately as he lowers onto him.
Axel’s hands reach around from behind, and his fingers find my nipples. He pinches and tucks until I am on the verge of insanity.
Kane grabs my hips and increases his speed. He gasps for air when I suck on his neck, waiting for the perfect mont. I can feel his body tense with every thrust. He groans hard when I mark him just as his body starts jerking. His arms are steel clamps as he pulls impossibly close to his chest.
Axel’s hand moves down, and he strokes until my second orgasm builds. I am near the edge, and Kane marks when pleasure erupts through .
Drained from every ounce of energy, I lean against Kane’s chest, resting my head against his shoulder.
Kane lays down on the blanket, and they snuggle closer to on each side.
“Finally,” Kane smiles, leans forward, and softly kisses . “Now, you’re Luna Elara.”
“Oh, Goddess, you’re right,” I giggle. “I didn’t think of that.”
“As long as you don’t ever forget it,” Axel says. “We’re yours, and you’re ours.”
Happiness consus as I look at the stars. The journey was tough, but the destination was so worth it. And, in a sense, I would not have appreciated them and this mont as much as I do if we did not walk through fire ... literally.
“I love you,” I whisper, reaching for their hands.
**The End**
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