Warning: Mature Content Ahead!

Darien lays Heidi down gently on the thick furs covering the bed, the soft pelts brushing against her bare skin like a lover’s caress. Heidi exhales, the primal scent of the furs grounding her even as her mind remains a whirlwind of the day’s grief and glory.

The candles flicker, casting golden light over their sweat-glistened bodies, but the fire in his eyes burns hotter. He climbs onto the mattress after her, his muscles flexing as he positions himself on his back, his cock already hardening again, standing thick and veined against his abdomen. Pre-cum beads at the tip, glistening in the low light.

Heidi straddles his hips without hesitation, her thighs parting wide to settle over him. She grips the base of his shaft, feeling it throb in her hand. He is so solid, so real, she thinks, anchored by the sheer weight of him.

"I need you inside me again," she whispers, her voice husky with renewed desire.

Aligning him with her entrance, she sinks down slowly, inch by inch, her pussy stretching around his girth. A low moan escapes her lips as she takes him fully, bottoming out with his cock buried to the hilt, her ass resting on his balls. She feels the stretch, the familiar fullness that used to be shared, and for a fleeting second, the bed feels too large, too quiet.

Darien’s hands clamp onto her hips, fingers digging into her flesh as he holds her still for a moment, savoring the tight heat enveloping him.

"Ride me, Heidi. Take what you want."

She starts moving, lifting up until just the head remains inside, then dropping back down hard, the slap of her skin against his echoing in the room. Her breasts bounce with each rise and fall, nipples hard and begging for attention. She leans forward, bracing her hands on his chest, her nails scraping over his pecs as she picks up speed, grinding her clit against his pubic bone on every downward thrust.

He thrusts up to meet her, his hips bucking sharply, driving deeper into her slick channel.

"That’s it—fuck yourself on my cock," he groans, one hand sliding up to capture her breast, squeezing the soft mound before pinching her nipple between his thumb and forefinger.

Heidi gasps, the sharp tug sending jolts straight to her core, making her walls flutter around him. She rides him faster, her juices coating his length, dripping down to soak his balls. The wet sounds of their joining fill the air, mingling with their heavy breaths and moans.

Heidi knows this is their second time having sex alone, without Morgan or Gray. Not that Darien would ever agree to another foursome even if the twins had survived.

She misses them. She misses the two fireballs simultaneously thrusting into her, with Grayson’s gentleness and Morgan’s vigor. Is it wrong to want the shadows when I finally have the light? she wonders, a pang of guilt sharp as a blade ridds her.

She hates that she is thinking of how his brothers fuck her when she is right here, ramming her pussy on his cock like her life depends on it, but then again, it isn’t much of her fault.

What was the Moon Goddess thinking, fating me to four brothers? The question haunts her even in the height of pleasure. One is here, one is gone, one is a ghost, and one is far away.

Darien sits up suddenly, wrapping his arms around her waist to pull her chest to his. Their mouths crash together in a messy kiss, tongues tangling as he sucks on her lower lip. He bounces her on his lap now, his strong thighs powering each upward slam, his cock pistoning into her relentlessly. Heidi breaks the kiss to throw her head back, crying out as he hits that sensitive spot inside her over and over.

"Right there—don’t stop!" Her fingers tangle in his hair, pulling hard as the pressure builds, her body tensing.

He releases her breast to reach between them, his thumb finding her clit and rubbing firm circles over the swollen nub. The added stimulation shatters her control. Heidi’s pussy clenches violently around his cock as her orgasm crashes through her.

"DARIEN!"

She screams his name, her body shaking as waves of pleasure pulse from her core, milking him with rhythmic squeezes. Cum gushes from her, soaking his groin as she grinds down, riding out the ecstasy.

Darien flips them over in one fluid motion, pinning her beneath him without pulling out. Her legs wrap around his waist instinctively, heels digging into his ass to urge him on. He hooks her knees over his elbows, spreading her wide, and pounds into her with brutal force.

His cock plunges deep, stretching her soaked pussy, balls slapping against her ass with every thrust. "Gonna fill you up again—mark you as mine. I’m done sharing you, Heidi," he snarls, sweat dripping from his brow onto her collarbone.

Heidi claws at his back, leaving red trails down his skin, her body arching to take him deeper. The new angle lets him grind against her g-spot, building her toward another peak even as aftershocks still ripple through her. Let him fill the void, she thinks desperately, let him be enough for all of them.

"Yes... cum inside me, Darien. Breed me." Her words spur him on, his thrusts turning erratic, his hips snapping harder.

She feels him swell, the veins pulsing against her walls, and then he buries himself to the root, roaring as he comes. Thick ropes of semen erupt from his cock, flooding her pussy, hot and sticky, until it seeps out around his shaft.

He collapses onto her, both panting. After a few moments, he rolls to the side, pulling her with him so she drapes over his chest. His cock slips free with a wet pop, a trail of their mixed fluids leaking onto the furs. Darien kisses her forehead, his hand stroking her back lazily.

"I could stay like this forever—with you."

Heidi smiles, nuzzling into his neck. Her body is sated but her heart is full, even if it carries the weight of four souls. "We have all night, husband. And every night after."