The silence that followed was immediate, but the air didn’t cool down. Caspian’s hand relaxed on her thigh, but he didn’t pull it away. Instead, he leaned closer, his lips brushing against the shell of her ear.

​"Clear," Caspian rumbled, his voice dropping into a rough, low plea. "But... a kiss, Hana. Just one. I will not move a muscle for the rest of the night if you give me that."

​Raiden let out an indignant huff from the other side, his tails twitching irritably. "If the lizard gets a bribe for being a ’good boy,’ then I want one too. It’s only fair, Hana. I’m the one who provided the pillow."

​Hana groaned, rubbing her face with her hands. They were like children, but children with enough muscle to level a mountain. "One kiss. Each. And then you both shut up and go to sleep. Total silence."

​Caspian didn’t wait. He shifted his weight, hovering over her. His golden eyes were dark, focused entirely on her mouth. When he pressed his lips to hers, it wasn’t the gentle peck she expected. It was deep, hot, and tasted like woodsmoke and iron. He tasted like a claim.

And then, as Caspian pulled away with a thin trail of saliva connecting their tongues, Raiden moved in. He didn’t wait for her to catch her breath as if scared she would change her mind.

His kiss was different—light, skillful, and lingering, his tongue grazing her lower lip with a playful, predatory spark that made her toes curl.

They were being so intentional, so cunning, and so... hot.

​Suddenly, the air in the cave felt like it had been sucked out.

​Hana’s skin began to prickle. The two marks on her body—the ones representing her bond to these two beasts—began to throb in perfect synchronization. A wave of intense, dry heat washed over her, starting from the base of her spine and radiating outward until her blood felt like it was boiling. 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

​"Hana?" Caspian whispered, his hand tightening on her leg as he felt the sudden jump in her temperature. "You are burning."

​"It’s the bond," Raiden muttered, his green eyes wide as he saw the faint, shimmering glow beneath her skin where the marks sat. "Our intent... it’s triggering the primal connection."

​Hana’s breath hitched. She felt dizzy, her body suddenly feeling heavy and hypersensitive. Every point where they touched her felt like a brand. It wasn’t just exhaustion anymore; her system was reacting to their shared desire, locking them into a loop of heat she wasn’t ready to handle.

​"I said... stop," Hana gasped, her hand clutching at the furs. "Both of you. Get back. Now."

Hana’s voice was meant to be a command, but it broke into a ragged gasp. The air in the cave was thick and heavy, smelling of the pine soap and the sudden, overwhelming scent of their shared arousal.

​"You... You have to... stop," she managed to choke out, but her fingers were betraying her. Instead of pushing Caspian’s broad chest away, she gripped his shoulders, her nails digging into the obsidian-smooth scale.

​The two marks on her body were no longer just throbbing; they were burning white-hot, creating a bridge of raw energy between her and the two males.

"Hana..." Raiden purred, his voice vibrating against her neck. He didn’t pull back. Instead, he moved closer, his slender, hot hand sliding up her arm to tangle in her hair. "Your body isn’t saying stop. It’s calling for us."

"You can’t fight it, Hana," Caspian whispered over her sensitive skin.

"Don’t tell me what my body is doing," Hana wheezed, her back arching off the furs as Caspian’s rough palm slid higher up her thigh. But the words had no bite.

Every time her skin met theirs, a jolt of lightning shot through the marks on her back, turning her blood into liquid gold.

​Caspian leaned down, his massive chest pinning her against the softness of the bed.

"Then show me," he growled, his golden eyes blown wide until the pupils were just thin, dark slits of hunger. "Show me how much you want us to stop."

​He didn’t wait for an answer. He claimed her mouth again, more aggressively this time, while his hand finally reached its destination right between her thighs, at the entrance of her pussy.

"Take... take your hands away," she hissed, but it was too late. He punched her clit, earning a violent tremor from her, and then slowly began to slide his fingers inside her.

He had retracted his claws so he wouldn’t harm her while he played with her insides, his mouth still mocked on hers, and his golden, hungry eyes watched her every reaction.

Hana’s head thrashed back, a sharp, broken moan escaping her.

She felt too small, too fragile between these two beasts, yet her body was expanding, welcoming the sheer, overwhelming heat they brought.

I hate being vulnerable. She thought, regrettably. But... does this count as being vulnerable and unable to fight back if it’s what my body wants?

She didn’t know anymore. It was just so hot and so satisfying being touched by them. Yet, she refused to accept this.

They were completely undermining her authority just because her body was reacting to them.

​Raiden didn’t just watch. He sat behind her, his hands tracing the curve of her waist with a precision that made her shudder while Caspian fingered her.

"Look at her, Dragon," the fox whispered, his voice thick with a dark, velvet need. "She’s glowing. The marks are merging."

​Indeed, the shimmering light from the black folded wings on her left shoulder and the pink nine tails spread across her back was beginning to bleed together, wrapping around her torso like a cage of light.

Caspian finally pulled away from the kiss, letting Hana catch her breath.

"It’s because she feels good," he said, his eyes blown wide and his face slightly flushed with desire. "Isn’t that right, Hana?"

Hana didn’t respond. She was thinking of ways to teach these two a lesson once her body was back to normal.

They, who would fight over every little thing on a normal day, were acting like brothers-at-arms just to watch her come undone under their heat and lust.

She was definitely going to deal with them the next time she heard an unnecessary argument.