42. Ava

I thought knowingwho killed my mom would make me happy. It doesn't. Sadness rushes through me, knowing my father was the one who killed her, and worse, he broke her spirit in the process.

Inside, my wolf rumbles her fury.

Destroying someone's spirit is the gravest crime they could commit, and realizing my father was leading that charge? I feel like I'll spend a lifetime making up for his crimes. It doesn't matter that he committed them, and it doesn't matter that I stopped using his last name long ago. I just want to make things right. I need to make things right.

"It isn't your fault, you know." Brody's rumbling voice whispers over my senses. Clenching my coffee cup, I move my gaze from the backdoor to my sleepy mate. He's wearing those sweats that always make me drool as he saunters over to me and presses a kiss to my forehead.

"I know," I whisper, looking at the clearing outside. It's been a week since I found out the truth about my mother's death—a week spent just touching and cuddling with my guys, where all we did was exist together.

Even though I know it wasn't my fault, that doesn't mean the guilt doesn't weigh heavily on me. My wolf agrees with Brody, trying to comfort me with her soothing presence.

It's hard to shake off the feeling that I could have done something, anything, to prevent what happened. Maybe if I had been stronger or braver, I could have stopped my father from hurting anyone else far sooner than I did.

Brody steps up behind me, pressing a soft kiss to my exposed shoulder. I've been living in their clothing for the week. Today, I'm wearing one of Ethan's formal button-downs with only a few buttons fastened, so it continually slips off one shoulder. "You can't change the past," he says softly.

I lean into him, feeling grateful for his comforting words and warm embrace. He's been nothing but supportive since I found out the truth about my family history.

"I know," I say again, this time with more conviction in my voice.

We stand in silence for a while longer before Brody speaks again. "What do you want to do now?"

I turn in his arms to face him, giving him a small smile. "I want to make things right." I just don't know how. I'm just a veterinarian.

He nods in understanding, and we both know what that means—finding justice for all those who were hurt by my father's actions. "You need to realize you've done so much already. You stood up to your own father, your blood, to assure the safety of so many spiritkin."

I wrinkle my nose. "I did what anyone else would have."

Brody hums under his breath. It's been an argument we've gone back and forth on all week. He believes that not all humans would have the same feeling. I've never been human, not truly.

It's been one long week of dealing with the aftermath, of burning the dead bodies of the hunters and my father.

All the spiritkin we lost will find their last farewell at next week's full moon.

Resting my cheek on his chest, I sigh, feeling more loved and safer than I ever have in my life. Even more, I feel like I can finally be my true self, a version of me I didn't even know existed.

"Morning." Tyler yawns as he walks into the kitchen, his hair a mess and his eyes sleepy. "Is there coffee?"

"Yeah." I watch as he pauses before the coffee machine then turns to me. "Nah. I'm thirsty, but not for caffeine."

Rolling my eyes, I point at him. "Uh-uh."

"Oh yes." Tyler stands in front of us. "I'm fucking ravenous for some breakfast." His eyes sweep up and down my body.

"Your jokes are awful." Brody lifts me up, swinging me away from Tyler. Luckily, my coffee cup is already empty.

Tyler pouts. "And I'm so horny, my dick is about to explode. Look."

I try to peer over Brody's shoulder, but he isn't having any of it.

"You're encouraging him, luna," Brody warns.

"I like to look at his dick." I laugh as he tries to keep me away from Tyler.

"So hard," he whines.

"Incorrigible," Brody murmurs, finally turning me around to look at Tyler sitting on the couch, his hand over his erection that is, in fact, trying to burst free of his pants.

I sigh, but I can't help chuckling at their antics. "All right, all right, you two," I say, waving my hands in the air. "There's no need to be so hard on each other." I wink for emphasis, earning groans from both of them.

Brody tugs me into his back, his own erection growing against me. His fingers dance along the inside of my thighs, his touch light yet insistently stirring a slow burn within me. Almost instinctively, my body responds, the first flush of arousal heating my cheeks and leaving a tingling sensation between my legs.

My breath hitches when Brody's hot mouth brushes against the nape of my neck. "Do you think we should give Tyler what he wants?" he murmurs into my skin.

Brody's words leave me breathless, and my arousal grows even stronger. Feeling bold, I slip my hand under my shirt and touch myself briefly, pushing my panties to the side and feeling my wetness before showing my fingers to them. Both men's eyes widen in response, their hunger for me clear.

I bite my lip, feeling a mix of nerves and excitement as I look between Brody and Tyler. Brody's hand moves higher, cupping my breast through the thin fabric of my shirt, his thumb flicking my hardened nipple.

"Please." Tyler interrupts my inner turmoil, his voice hoarse with desire. "I need you." His eyes are dark with need as he watches us, his hand still wrapped around his erection. "All I can think about is you sitting on top of my hard cock."

Brody gives me a reassuring squeeze before pulling away slightly to remove my shirt and bra, leaving me exposed to their hungry gazes. I feel myself getting wet at the thought of being shared between these two men, my mates.

It isn't anything I'd have thought of before, being with both of them at the same time, but I'm curious now. Hot arousal curls low in my belly.

"Fuck," Tyler murmurs as he takes in my naked form.

With a wicked grin, I approach Tyler, kneeling between his legs on the floor. I reach out and grip him through his pants, then I reach inside to free his throbbing erection. As I wrap my fingers around him, giving him a firm squeeze, he moans and places a hand on the back of my head. I slowly lean forward, taking him into my mouth as our gazes lock together with boundless desire.

His salty taste explodes on my tongue, and I suck him down, trying to drag more of him into my mouth.

"If you keep looking at me with those eyes, I can't promise to control what comes next." Tyler's grip tightens in my hair as his hips shift.

Behind me, I hear Brody undressing. His footsteps approach, and I feel his warm body press against my back as he starts to skim his fingertips down my spine. My breasts grow heavy as they bounce from my movements, and a shiver runs down my spine when Brody cups them in his large hands, pinching my sensitive nipples.

The sensation of Brody's fingertips on me is electric, coupled with the taste of Tyler in my mouth. It's almost too much to handle. My hips start to grind against empty air, desperate for some friction where I need it most.

As if sensing my desire, Brody softly grazes a fingertip across my clit over the damp fabric of my panties before slipping it inside. The sudden intrusion causes me to let out a muffled moan around Tyler's cock, unintentionally sending vibrations down its length that make him gasp in return.

"Oh, butterfly, don't tease me like that," Tyler rumbles as he watches me work my lips and tongue over his shaft. His hips thrust upward, seeking more, even as his hand grips my hair tighter at the base of my skull. The musky scent of his arousal fills the air, mingling with the earthy aroma of their home.

I glance over my shoulder at Brody, who kneels behind me, his hands gripping his cock tightly. My eyes lock onto his as I slowly pull off Tyler's cock and lick my lips, leaving a thin layer of saliva around the head. A small smile plays on my face as I feel Brody's thick member pressing against my ass.

"Get on all fours," Brody orders quietly but firmly, sending a shiver down my spine. I obey without hesitation. I know what's coming next. My heartbeat quickens in anticipation as I lower myself onto the floor, eager to feel both men inside me at once. This is unchartered territory for me, but it thrills me just the same.

As soon as I press my ass into the air, Brody positions himself behind me and lines his cock up at my entrance while also caressing his fingers over my pussy lips.

"Fuck," he mutters under his breath as he starts to push in slowly and steadily until he is fully sheathed inside me. The stretch feels incredible. I bite down on my bottom lip to suppress the moan wanting to escape. His hands grip my hips as he moves in tandem with Tyler, who is now stroking himself on the couch.

"Mmm, fuck," Tyler groans, his eyes fixed on where Brody is buried deep inside me. "That's it, baby, take it all." His hand moves faster, matching the rhythm of Brody's thrusts. I moan into the couch cushion, my body afire with the sensation of being filled and stretched.

As Brody picks up speed, his grip on my hips tightens, and I can feel his cock hitting places deep within me that no man has ever reached before. Each thrust sends me soaring higher and higher into an otherworldly realm of pleasure.

"That's it," Tyler encourages, his voice strained with lust. "Just like that." His fingers tease the head of his cock, dragging pre-cum down the edges. "You're so wet for us, aren't you? You want both of our cocks inside you, don't you?"

Brody's labored breathing in my ear sends shivers down my spine as his thrusts become even more insistent. "God, luna," he grunts out. "So tight…so good… I can't…much longer…"

He pulls out far too soon, leaving me breathless on the floor. A whine slips past my lips, and I sit back on my heels.

"No one invited me." Ethan's rumbling growl rolls over us as he enters the room, his dark eyes scanning over the three of us. He leans against the backdoor, his gaze heavy-lidded.

"Straddle Tyler," Ethan instructs. That's when I see a little bottle in his hand. "Do you want Brody to fuck your ass while Tyler takes your tight little pussy?"

My heart races as Ethan's deep, commanding voice sends a renewed surge of arousal through me. His muscular body is on display, and desire burns in his dark eyes. The sight of the bottle in his hand isn't lost on me either. I can only manage a shaky nod in response to his question. If it means feeling all three of them inside me, I don't care how it happens.

Brody steps back as I maneuver myself onto the couch, straddling Tyler's lap. He leans back against the cushions, his eyes never leaving mine as he strokes himself again. Brody kneels on the floor in front of us, making himself comfortable as he uncaps the bottle in his hand after Ethan gives it to him. He pours some onto his fingers before rubbing it onto my puckered entrance and the head of his cock.

"Relax, luna," he commands, his voice firm but calming. "Breathe, just like that. You're so damn sexy."

I breathe in deeply as Brody's finger probes my tight ass, stretching me slowly. It's been so long since I last let anyone near that part of me, but the need for both of them outweighs any discomfort. Tyler's cock, hard and throbbing against my wetness, teases my entrance as I stare into his eyes.

"That's it, butterfly," he coos. "I love how wet your slit feels."

I moan as Brody finally manages to slip a finger all the way inside, sending a shudder through me. Tyler leans in and captures my lips in a sensuous kiss, his tongue invading my mouth just as Brody starts to move his finger in and out of my ass with increasing speed. With each thrust, I moan louder into Tyler's mouth, uncaring of how wanton it sounds.

Ethan watches us with hooded eyes, stroking himself through his pants as he leans against the doorframe. He undoes his fly and frees himself before fisting his length. His piercing gaze locks onto mine, and I feel the intensity behind those dark orbs, even though he hasn't uttered a word.

With a gasp, I break the kiss with Tyler, meeting Ethan's heated gaze. "I want you all," I say, my voice raspy with need. "I need you all."

"You're going to have us," Tyler rumbles, positioning himself at my entrance. "Ride me, luna."

I lower, impaling myself on his thick length as Brody's finger retreats from my ass. Inch by inch, I take Tyler in, my eyes squeezed shut as I adjust to the delicious stretch of being filled again. Then Brody's fingers return, adding a second digit deep inside me. The sensation is indescribable—full and complete in a way I never thought possible. Tyler's hands grip my hips, helping guide my movements up and down as I begin to ride him in earnest.

I want more than just his fingers buried in my ass though. I want him.

"That's it," Ethan rumbles from behind me. "Take it all."

"Brody," I whine, my eyes locked on Tyler's. I reach back and grab his fingers. "I need you."

Brody doesn't need any further invitation. With a feral growl, he positions himself at my entrance, his cock slick with pre-cum and the remaining lube, and then he presses the head against my tense ring. I suck in a deep breath, bracing myself for the inevitable pain that will soon follow. Tyler's cock pistons in and out of me, however, providing a distraction from the impending intrusion.

"Relax," Brody rasps into my ear. "We'll go slow, remember?"

I nod, trusting him as he begins to push into me one slow centimeter at a time. The pressure builds and builds. I groan loudly as he breaches the tight ring of muscle, sending stars firing behind my eyelids. His girth stretches me to my limits, but it is also so damn good. It has been so long since I felt this full, this alive.

Tyler grabs my hips tighter and clamps down on my nipple, sending a jolt of pleasure and pain straight to my core.

I arch my back, and Brody takes that as a cue to push until he's balls deep inside me. I whimper, the sensation of being completely filled by both of them sending bolts of pleasure and pain coursing through my body. Tyler moves his hips in sync with Brody's thrusts, their cocks brushing against each other inside me in a way that sends me over the edge. My toes curl, and my nails dig into the couch cushions as the first wave of ecstasy washes over me.

"Oh fuck," I moan, panting for breath. "That… That feels…indescribable."

Ethan steps closer, licking his lips as he watches us. His hand moves faster on his own length now, his arousal evident through his pants. "You look so good," he rumbles. "Ride them, Ava. Show us how much you love it."

Emboldened by his words and their approval, I rock my hips harder on both their cocks, my moans muffled by Tyler's mouth on my neck. I want to feel all three of them.

"I want you inside me too," I purr. Tyler and Brody hold on tighter while I lean backwards to get the tip of Ethan's rigid shaft inside my warm mouth.

Ethan groans deeply as I slide my mouth down onto him. I'm filled to the brim with cocks in every hole, each one pulsing and twitching. Their rhythm syncs up, creating a melody of pleasure that rings throughout my body, making it hum.

Tyler growls against my neck, and his hold on me tightens as he pounds into me harder. "Fuck, Ava. You're insatiable."

Tyler pushes deeply into my throbbing core as Brody pulls halfway out of my asshole then slams back in, causing sparks to fly, while Ethan just lets me bob on his erect member amidst ragged breaths. The sensation is overwhelming, and pleasure creeps through every nerve ending inside me.

Ethan's hands come to rest on the top of my head as I suck him down, carefully accommodating his girth. He runs his fingers through my hair, setting a rhythm that matches Brody and Tyler's thrusts.

Tyler's fingers find my clit, rubbing the sensitive nub with fervor as Brody's thrusts intensify from behind. Greedily, I take more of Ethan's hard length into my mouth, my tongue swirling around the tip before pressing against his underside. His taste sends another wave of arousal through my body, and I whimper around his cock, vibrating him.

At this new angle, Ethan's cock hits the back of my throat, making me gag around his thickness, but it only spurs the others on. Their pace quickens, every piston-like plunge of their cocks sending bolts of pleasure ricocheting through me.

"Oh fuck, luna," he groans, gripping my hair tighter. "You always know how to drive us crazy."

His praise encourages me, and I suck harder, taking as much of him into my mouth as I can while riding Tyler's cock. The sensation of being filled in every hole, and the combination of their thrusts and the way they pamper my body, has me moaning more and more. Cream drips from my pussy, coating them both, as I bounce up and down on Tyler's cock, taking him deeper with each thrust. Brody's cock thrusts deep, sending a shiver down my spine, as Ethan invades my mouth with long, slow strokes.

"That's it," Ethan snarls. "Take it all." He pushes his length all the way in, reaching the back of my throat, and I gag around his girth. This only seems to spur them on more as they pick up the pace. "We are going to make you come so hard."

I moan around Ethan's cock, the vibrations traveling down my throat and onto him. His moans are muffled as I suck and lick him like a woman possessed. Greedy for more, I reach between my legs and circle my clit.

"Shit…I'm going to come," I moan around Ethan's shaft. Looking down at me with heavy-lidded eyes, he grunts and gives one final thrust before shuddering violently as he spurts into my mouth.

His taste triggers another orgasm within me. It rolls through my body like a storm, washing over everything and leaving nothing untouched. My pussy convulses around Tyler's rigid member as Brody fills my ass with hot jets of release that seep out and trickle down onto Tyler's balls below me.

I feel Tyler bite down on my neck, marking me as his. The bond rushes through me, bringing another orgasm with it.

As we ride out our orgasms together, the room echoes with panting breaths and satisfied groans. Once done, they gently pull out, their spent cocks slipping wetly from my holes.

Our bodies are worn out and sweaty as we collapse onto the floor in a tangle of limbs. The afterglow hums under our skin while heartbeats gradually slow down. One by one, they lean in to press lingering kisses all over my flushed face while whispering praises like "good girl" and "perfect" between gentle nips on my lip.

As we lie here, a contented silence blankets the room. The sound of our combined breaths is the only reminder of the carnal chaos that just unfolded moments ago. I close my eyes with a satisfied sigh, their fingers gently tracing patterns on my skin as they whisper sweet nothings into my ear. This moment feels perfect.

I drift into a deep sleep, my dreams filled with echoes of their touch and whispered promises, and in the very back of my mind, their presences linger, making me feel loved and safe.