"We know, Harper." Blaise was the first to speak. "You never had to make a choice between us."

"Well... forgive me for not believing you," I said, my lips unfurling into a smile. "Back then, I could barely handle one of you, let alone two of you at once. I couldn’t even deal with my own feelings, I had no business trying to juggle both of you."

"And how about now?" Damon asked.

"Now... I want to make it clear to the Moon Goddess that I’m choosing both of you as mates." My face flushed as I caught the delighted and lascivious grins on both their faces. I paused, hoping that they wouldn’t want me to say it out loud.

"And?" Blaise prodded wickedly. "What do you wish to cement our union? Do you want a public ceremony?"

"Yes, Harper, I’m very interested to know what you would propose."

"Of course I don’t want a public ceremony!" I spluttered out. "And both of you know how to cement a mate bond― it’s via c-con-consummation. I’m not letting the both of you fuck me in p-public!"

There it was, the truth was out in the open.

I could barely spit out the last word, my face a flaming red color as I imagined how the encounter would go.

To accept both Damon and Blaise as my mates, I would have to consummate with both of them at the same time for the consummation to mean anything. If not, there would be no difference between this and past lovemaking sessions.

It was already a tight fit with one of them inside me... how would they both fit? I couldn’t help but worry, even if the very thought made me breathless with desire. Then, reality sunk in. Would the brothers even want to share me in such an intimate manner? Maybe they wouldn’t be willing -

As if he could sense my turmoil, Damon tilted my chin up with his fingers, halting my screeching thoughts with a single touch. I could not focus on anything but the sensation of his fingers on my chin. His hands should have been cold, after all the practice he did with his ice powers, but they were searing hot, a welcome brand on my skin.

The thought of sharing him with his brother had got him hot and bothered. I gulped as Damon’s eyes bore down on me.

"You’re thinking too much. We will be willing to do whatever you want," Damon said.

"Ditto," Blaise said, pecking my cheek. My cheeks flushed a deeper red at their easy acceptance. "We can schedule this for when you feel more comfortable, or do you feel up to it now?"

He smirked. "After all, I’m already... undressed for the occasion."

My mouth fell open as I began to consider Blaise’s offer. It was sudden, but perhaps there was no time like the present, especially because I might be too embarrassed to say it again at a later date.

"Nothing like a good mating session to work off the frustration of meetings," Damon added slyly in a bid to convince me. "I’m so glad that isn’t my circus anymore."

"Might I remind you that you still live in this pack? Are you planning to slack your way to retirement?" Blaise retorted good-naturedly. I wanted to focus on his words, but all I could see was the trail of water droplets running down his muscles the way my tongue wanted to.

"Harper, do you think we should let Damon muck out the toilets for his audacity?" Blaise asked. "Harper? Harper?"

"Maybe, but I would prefer the both of you to be fucking me right now," I finally said, gathering all my courage to say something so shameless. At once, their eyes narrowed as smirks decorated their faces. The brothers exchanged a glance, and I felt the surging tides of lust swirl within me.

"So bold," Damon marveled, a hand curling around my waist, his voice full of pride, lust, and love. "If you told me that the little rabbit I knew back then would become so brave, I would have thought you were lying."

"I learned from the best," I couldn’t help but retort. Blaise and Damon were responsible for opening a whole new world of pleasure for me.

"Flattery will get you anywhere," Blaise murmured, nipping at the bright red shell of my ear. "Get naked on the bed, then we can teach you how bedroom activities between three adults can work."

I swallowed and walked over to the bed, slowly removing my clothing piece by piece. My two mates watched in blatant hunger as inch after inch of my creamy white skin was revealed to their ravenous gazes.

Before I could ask, Blaise had followed behind me to shower me with eager kisses. The towel slung across his waist had all but lost the fight against gravity, falling to the ground soundlessly. Damon let out a bark of laughter and kicked it away, quickly removing his own clothes to join us on the bed.

To my surprise, the bed was indeed big enough for all three of us, even though we had to squeeze. I found myself sandwiched between the two brothers, whose hands were slowly driving me insane.

Blaise’s hands squeezed my breasts and toyed with my nipples, eagerly flicking them with his nails, while Damon’s hands wandered lower to my inner thighs, teasingly stroking the sensitive skin there instead of going straight to my core. I wanted to close my legs to release some of the tension building within me, but Damon’s hands held my legs firmly apart. He seemed amused that I was struggling.

I let out a whine. "Are you just going to tease me?"

"Why not? You’re already so wet, and we’ve only just started," Damon purposely ran his finger down my slit. My hips jolted as I wanted more, but Damon pulled his finger away and held it out for me to see. Under the light, anyone with eyes could spot the glossy sheen of my wetness coating his finger.

"Very nice," Blaise said approvingly, and then proceeded to put one of my nipples into his mouth, eagerly sucking at it while his hand rolled and twisted the other. Damon smirked and finally began to finger me with expert precision.

I fell back against the bed, helpless against their onslaught.