Chapter 530: "Two Much?"

Roman didn’t waste time and barked. "Hold her open."

Griffin obeyed, handing the phone off to his left hand so his right could grip her thigh, pulling it back until she was displayed completely for Roman.

Violet flushed, but the look in her eyes was all hunger, and no shame. She wanted this.

Roman’s thick cock pressed against her soaked entrance, teasing her slit. He dragged the tip slowly up and down her folds, smearing her wetness before pushing in just enough to make her gasp.

"Gods, you’re so ready for me," he groaned in pleasure. Then with one thrust, he buried himself to the hilt.

Violet screamed, her nails digging into the sheets as her body clamped tight around him.

Griffin cursed under his breath, angling the phone enough to capture the obscene sight of Roman splitting her open, her wetness glistening on his cock every time he pulled back. "Fuck, this is insane..." he muttered, his own arousal straining painfully.

Roman gritted his teeth, pounding into her harder, and faster, each move brutal yet intoxicating.

"Roman, my God!" Violet sobbed his name, her body jerking with each thrust, her moans ragged and raw.

Griffin’s eyes darkened, his hand flexing on her thigh. He couldn’t resist it anymore and leaned down, capturing her lips in a rough kiss while Roman fucked her senseless beneath them.

Her muffled cry vibrated against Griffin’s mouth, and he groaned into the kiss. The phone shook in his grip, but he didn’t care. All that mattered was Violet, their mate, spread between them, ruined and adored.

And she loved every second of it.

Roman was merciless, driving into her with raw force, wringing sweet cries from Violet’s throat. Griffin’s lips left hers only long enough to mutter a curse as he tossed the phone onto the dresser, letting it still record from the angle.

He shifted closer, pressing his knee on the bed. "Open up for me, love," he growled, brushing his thumb over her wet lips. Roman slammed into her harder, forcing her body up, and Griffin slid two fingers into her mouth.

"Take them," Griffin ordered with a rough voice.

Violet moaned around his fingers and sucked eagerly. Griffin’s breath stuttered, his cock aching. "Gods, she’s perfect," he rasped.

Roman laughed darkly, his hips snapping. "She’s ours." He drove even deeper, their joined slickness obscene and loud in the room.

When Griffin pulled his fingers free, he replaced it with his cock. Forget what he said, he needed her right now. So Violet leaned forward, her tongue laving the underside of his shaft as she moaned around him.

The bed shook with Roman’s thrusts, driving her into Griffin’s cock. Griffin fisted her hair, groaning as her mouth worked him deep, her eyes glassy with tears but blazing with lust.

The sight was devastating. Their mate stretched between them, choking sweetly on Griffin while Roman pounded into her from below, their groans mixing with her muffled moans.

Sweat dripped down Roman’s temple but he was enjoying himself too much to stop. Violet in question mewled as the pleasure built too fast, and hard. They weren’t giving her space to breathe or think. Just to feel. And she did feel a lot of things.

Yes, Roman grunted like an animal as he came inside of her, filling her up with his seed. Almost immediately, Griffin pulled free of her mouth with a hiss, his cock slick and dripping from her spit.

He shifted down the bed in one fluid move, nudging Roman aside as if they’d wordlessly agreed on the rotation.

"Move," Griffin growled, grabbing her hips and pulling her back onto him. His cock slid into her heat with a deep, merciless thrust, and Violet cried out, her nails tearing at the sheets.

God, she was still recovering.

As if that was not enough, Roman shifted higher, seizing her breast in his hand before latching his mouth onto it. His teeth grazed her nipple, tugging it hard, before he suckled with deep, greedy pulls. Violet’s body jolted, arching into him, her cries vibrating through the air as Griffin pounded into her.

They were driving her crazy. This was too much!

"Roman..." Griffin groaned, watching the way her body shook between them. "She’s clamping down on me every time you bite her."

Roman lifted his head, his lips slick, and smirked against her skin. "Good. Let her body remember it’s ours." He pulled her nipple into his mouth again, sucking hard enough to draw another gasp from Violet.

Griffin reached around, circling her clit with rough, punishing strokes. "Come for us, mate. Let Asher see how perfect you are like this."

And her body actually obeyed.

Violet screamed, clenching so tightly around Griffin that he cursed, grinding deep into her as he spilled inside.

Roman released her breast with a wet pop, his mouth glistening as he stared down at her shuddering body. "That’s two down," he murmured darkly. "We’re nowhere near done."

"What?!" Violet shouted. "Roman—" she started, but her protest broke into a gasp as Roman dragged her up on top of him, his cock already hard, and waiting.

"Too much—"

"You’ll take it," Roman growled, pulling her down onto him, once more sheathed to the hilt. Violet’s cry was sharp, her body still hypersensitive, her walls clenching violently around him.

Fuck her life. She was going to die from too much pleasure!

Violet moaned helplessly, filled beyond words. Her body screamed at her that the pleasure was too much and too hot, and yet she couldn’t stop. It was a sweet poison.

"Good girl," Roman groaned, gripping her hips.

Griffin brushed her hair back, kissing her temple. "Show him what you got, love."

Except it was Roman who showed her instead.

He slammed up into her fiercely, his grip bruising as he set a brutal pace. Violet clawed at his chest, moaning helplessly, caught between overstimulation and pure need. Every thrust had her seeing stars.

Goddess help her.

Roman slapped her ass hard. "So fucking perfect. Our greedy little mate, never enough for her, is it?"

Violet’s body was shaking now, her skin slick with sweat, and her throat raw from moans that refused to stop. She was so wrecked, and still Roman drove into her like she could take more.

Griffin was there to steady her when her arms buckled, his hand wrapped in her hair. "Stay with us, mate," he murmured as Roman’s pace grew feral, slamming her upward and back between them.

"Mine," Roman snarled, pounding harder. "Ours."

Her walls clamped around him again, another climax ripping through her so violently she screamed. Roman groaned, thrusting up into her one last time as he released inside her, hot and endless. The force of it wrung every drop from Roman, leaving Violet shaking and collapsing against his chest.

But before she could even catch her breath,

Griffin caught her from behind, his cock seamlessly sliding back into her soaked cunt before Roman was even fully out.

Violet sobbed at the intrusion, her body overstretched and quaking, but Griffin was relentless, hips slamming into her as he growled against her ear. "One more, baby. Take one more for me."

Goddess. She was really going to die.

Her nails raked across Roman’s chest beneath her, vision blurring into white.

But her body obeyed, surrendering once more. Just like that, she came apart again, a wrecked, sobbing mess as Griffin groaned his release deep inside her.

Violet went limp between them, her body twitching with the aftershocks. Her face was buried against Roman’s chest, while Griffin slumped against her back, still catching his breath. She was trapped between both men, but it wasn’t exactly a bad feeling.

If anything, she felt cocooned. Warm and protected.

Unfortunately, darkness edged her vision, the exhaustion pulling her under.

The last thing she heard was Roman’s shaky laugh and Griffin’s whisper in her ears.

"Ours. Always ours."

Violet blacked out.