The Lunar Queen Chapter 112

Lyric POV

I stand up straighter, my mouth already dry as they take slow, deliberate steps toward me. "I—I don't think we have time for this," I manage, the words thin and breathless. They close the distance in two strides—damn their long legs—and Kairo bends low, his lips brushing the shell of my ear.

"You said you wanted to be marked," he murmurs, then nips gently at my earlobe. A shock of heat races up my spine and settles deep in my belly. There isn't any pressure in his voice. Just certainty. Like he's giving me one last chance to change my mind before we take a step none of us can undo.

"I do want to be marked, but—but not right now," I stammer, pressing my thighs together like that'll hide the slick warmth gathering between them.

The bond pulses between us, hot and demanding, making it harder to remember why I was trying to say no in the first place.

Cole chuckles, a low, knowing sound. "Well, the smell of your arousal says otherwise." His fingers trail slowly up my leg, slipping under the edge of the towel with deliberate ease. Kairo moves to my other side, winding a strand of my damp hair around his finger. "Your hair is sexy like this," he says, his voice rough with want.

The look in his eyes steals my breath. Not because of the desire there, but because beneath it I still see the same disbelief from earlier. Like some part of him hasn't fully accepted that we're real.

"No fair—you two are double-teaming me," I protest, but it comes out weak, breathy, as Kairo leans in and presses a hot kiss to Cole's mark on my neck. A moan escapes before I can stop it.

"We're just giving you what you asked for," Cole says, his fingers edging higher, brushing the inside of my thigh.

The amusement in his voice settles some of my nerves. Neither of them are pushing. They're following my lead, just like they have all day.

"So just relax, mate. Let us handle the rest," Kairo murmurs against my skin, his breath a warm whisper.

Then Cole snatches the towel away, and I yelp. They both growl at the sight of me bare, flushed, already slick with want. For a second I forget to breathe. Not because they're looking at me with desire, but because neither of them look uncertain anymore. Whatever happens after this, we're choosing each other.

Nova purrs in my mind, her voice silky and thrilled "Our bond can finally be completed". She howls with delight, and I feel it in my bones.

Kairo scoops me up and throws me over his shoulder. I squeal and slap his back, laughing. "You big brute!"

Cole smacks my ass—sharp, stinging—and I hiss, pleasure lancing through the sting.

He lays me down on the bed, and then just… stares. His eyes trace every curve, every shiver, every beat of my racing heart. "You are beautiful," he says, dragging a finger slowly up my side. I squirm, my skin igniting under his touch. My body is already on fire, and they haven't even touched me fully yet.

Cole glances at Kairo, a silent question passing between them. "You first, mate."

The trust between them hits me harder than anything else. A day ago they were strangers. Now they're making room for each other because they both chose us.

Kairo smiles slow, hungry and begins placing soft, worshipful kisses across my body. He sucks lightly on my nipple, and a soft moan spills from my lips. "Please don't make me wait," I beg.

"Fuck, princess—don't beg like that," Cole groans, already pulling off his clothes. Kairo glances over, pauses, licks his lips. He shakes his head and refocuses on me. I hope they don't fight the bond much longer. I want all of us together truly, fully, completely.

Cole comes up beside me, taking my nipple into his mouth while Kairo slides a finger into my dripping pussy. "Ffffuck, Kai…" I moan, my hips bucking into his hand.

He pulls his finger out, brings it to his lips, and sucks. His Lycan surges forward, pupils blown wide. "Fuck, you taste even better than you smell, mate."

Then Zeus pushes forward—surprises me, surprises all of us—and grabs Kairo, kissing him hard, deep, possessive. Cole pulls back, eyes wide, then grins against my skin. "She tastes even better on you, Zeus agrees and told me to stop fighting what Selene gave us. You are both ours" he says, guiding Kairo's hand back between my folds.

I gasp as Kairo slowly inserts two fingers, his thumb pressing against my clit in slow, deliberate strokes. My hips buck again, desperate. Cole pushes me back down, then he lays beside me, pulling a nipple back into his mouth.

"Mhhhmm… yes…" I cry out, the sound breaking. "Please, Kai."

He removes his fingers, and I whimper at the loss. Then he strips in one fluid motion, and positions himself at my entrance. Cole holds my legs open, spreading me wide. Kairo pushes in slow, steady all the way to the hilt. Pain blooms sharp and bright, and I cry out.

He stills, deep inside me. "You okay, love?"

"Yes—you're just… very big," I manage, tears slipping down my cheeks. Cole wipes them away with his thumb, then rubs small, soothing circles on my clit.

"Move, Kai," I beg.

"Are you sure?"

I answer by rolling my hips, slow and desperate. "Damn," he grunts, gripping my hips and thrusting deeper, harder.

"Please, Cole—I need you too."

Kairo pulls me into his lap, my legs wrapped around his waist. Cole slides behind me, lines up at my entrance, and pushes. The stretch is blinding, overwhelming—I cry out again, but I take it, arching into him. "Please don't stop," I plead.

He pushes all the way in. I feel so full—stuffed, split open, claimed.

"Fuck," they both say in unison, their voices rough and reverent.

I wrap my legs tighter around Kai as they thrust in and out, a rhythm building between us—hard, punishing, perfect. "Mark me, Kai," I plead, the words a prayer.

He thrusts faster, matching Cole's pace, then gently pushes my neck to the side. His fangs sink into my skin right over Cole's mark and I come undone. My orgasm rolls through me in waves, pulling me under, drowning me in heat and light.

I feel my own fangs elongate. I lick his marking spot, then bite down hard, tasting copper and him.

Kairo reaches for Cole, kissing him deep and filthy, then turns his head and bites down on Cole's marking spot. Cole cries out in pleasure and releases ropes of his seed inside me, hot and pulsing. He grabs Kairo's neck, bites down over my mark.

Kairo roars—a sound that shakes the room. He grabs me by the throat, thrusts harder, deeper, and ribbons of his seed flood into me, mixing with Cole's, filling me completely.

We collapse together, legs tangled, breathless, slick with sweat and cum and the new, pulsing warmth of a bond finally sealed. Nova purrs in contentment, and I feel them, both of them finally completely.

The biggest change isn't what I feel through the bond. It's the absence of something I didn't realize was there before. The distance is gone. The uncertainty is gone. We finally feel whole.