I never expected her to melt in our arms. To accept what we have wished for since Daniel woke up.

After reading her diary, I knew she would be open to it, but never did I think she’d accept it so freely, so easily.

After putting her to bed once we had her stitched up, she begged us to sleep with her. Her words slurred like she was drunk. Waiting until she fell asleep, we both slid from the bed, knowing if either of our bodies fell on her while sleeping she’d be in a shit-ton more pain than she is now.

“You think she’ll be okay to fly in the morning?” Daniel asks me as I stare out the window.

“I think we’ll have to make sure she is. Keep her distracted so she can’t make a scene.” I smirk, thinking of all the different ways to accomplish that.

“Both of us?” He stands, walking over to me. I can see he’s thinking along the same lines as I am. People will stare.

“I don’t fucking care about society,” I bark, annoyed just thinking about the judgment.

“Neither do I, but people will remember a threesome coming through.” Fuck. I hate when he’s right.

“I don’t fucking care. We want her, Danny-boy, then we can’t hide shit. She can’t think she has to choose when we’re in public.” I won’t be ashamed of us, and I sure as shit won’t let them be either. I look at him, and for the first time, I see what the fight in that basement did. He’s a little pale, and pain lines crease his forehead. “He fucking hurt you?” I’ll go back and gut every one of those motherfuckers.

“I’m fine, D. Just waiting for the meds to kick in.” He winces when I reach for his shirt. Pulling it up, I see he’s bruising already.

“Fuck sakes, Daniel,” I snap, pushing him back to the couch. I may not be a doctor, but I’ve had enough training to know that even after more than two months since his kidney was repaired and healed, he’s still in fucking pain.

“Did you see the way she responded?” He ignores my censure.

“What?” Poking around his wound, I want to make sure he isn’t tender beyond the visible bruising.

“When she was between us. Did you feel her respond?” Fuck yeah, I did. Holding the two of them in my arms brought me more pleasure than I’ve known in my entire life.

“Hard not to.” She melted into our arms.

Pushing my hands back, Daniel sits up straight, ignoring whatever twinge of pain hits him. His bold stare meets mine as he asks, “What is going on with us, D? For months, I’ve felt like we’ve been dancing around something here, and I haven’t a fucking clue what it is.”

Without moving from my kneeling position on the floor, I place closed fists on either side of his knees as I straighten to answer him. “We…are us. I don’t know how else to fucking explain it. I don’t know if our tension is sexual attraction for each other or the desire for more.” Before he can say anything, I talk over him. “What I do know is, that woman in there”—I point to the half-open door—“is ours. She makes us whole. Complete.”

I can see Daniel wants more. He has more questions, and after earlier, I know I do, too. And it’s then that it hits me. Bending forward, I get close to his face. With just a deep breath our chests would touch. “Do you want me, Danny-boy? You have a desire for me to fuck you senseless?” I’m only half kidding. I’ve never allowed myself to go there before. I didn’t want to desire the unattainable, but now that the seed is planted, I don’t think I can let it go so easily.

Without answering, he closes the distance between us and wraps one hand around my neck. His tight grip helps control his movements as I kiss him back. His lips are soft, yielding, while my cock grows harder. My tense muscles loosen, and I gain control as I push him back into the sofa.

Crowding his body, I rise up, so my knee is pressed between his legs, and I slip a hand into his hair. Tugging the strands, I bend his head backwards and deepen the kiss, taking more than he was giving. I want no mistakes on what my intentions are.

“You ever been with a man, Danny-boy?”

“No.” His gaze narrows on me. “Have you?”

I smirk before I answer. “Not once.” I don’t give him a chance to say more. I’ve never been a man to ignore my instincts, and right now, they’re screaming that no matter what, this is right. We are right.

Breaking the kiss, I pull my shirt over my head and drop it to the floor. Whatever happens in the here and now, we’re going to be taking Danika together, and we need to get used to touching.

“Can you picture,” I say, breathlessly. “Sliding in and out of her, taking her from behind. Feeling my cock sliding with yours.” I grab his hand and place it on my hardened dick. Just the image I’ve created has me ready to explode with the need to fuck.

“Fuck,” Daniel hisses. His hand squeezes my length, and I fight not to let the pleasure overwhelm me. It’s been way too fucking long since I’ve sunk into a body I want. One I’ve dreamed of for weeks on end.

Sliding my hand up his thigh slowly, I feel no rush to give into my desires until we’ve both reached a pace we’re comfortable with. Daniel’s head drops back, resting on the edge of the couch as I feel the length of his cock, freezing at the heated pulse bursting through his jeans.

Biting my lip, I lean forward and whisper in his ear, “One day, I’m going to fuck my cum into her then take a dip inside of you while you fuck her.”

“Shit!” Danny-boy mutters, reaching forward to grip my hair.

“One day, we’re going to fuck inside her sweet little cunt at the same time. Our cocks touching, rubbing back and forth. You’ll feel my heartbeat and I yours.”

“That sounds hot,” a husky voice says from the doorway we’d left open. Danika is standing there, arms crossed in nothing but a little tank top. A look of utter fascination on her face.

I don’t know what woke me up, but a deep moan drew my attention, and despite the pain I’ve been in, I wanted nothing more than to explore the noise.

Seeing Dimitri on top of Daniel, kneeling over him with his shirt off and Danny’s hand on his cock, brought forth an unknowing need for more. More of them, more of what we could be.

“What are you doing out of bed?” Dimitri asks as he stands and walks over to me.

“I heard a noise.” I shrug as he looms over me.

“You should be in bed resting.” His snarled words don’t scare me.

Leaning up into him, I’m stopped by the pull in my leg from the stitches he gave me. “I’d much rather be in between the two of you.”

“Fuck,” Dimitri growls just before he picks me up and carries me over to sit on Daniel’s lap.

“Mi amore,” Daniel murmurs into my hair as he buries his face in my neck. “You’re okay with this, with us?” He asks the question, but I can tell from his voice that he doesn’t care if I am. I have no choice.

A choice I would easily say yes to anyways.

Dimitri kneels over us, his voice deeper than usual as he says, “She’ll take whatever we give her, and more. Won’t you, Nika?” The grip he has in my hair pulls my head back, so I meet his gaze.

I’m helpless to say anything but yes. His mouth crashes over mine in a brutal kiss full of rapture and ownership. He only wants me to submit to him. To give him my body.

He’ll take my heart.

They both will. Have, already.

Breathless, he pulls back, turning my head for Daniel’s eager lips. He’s no less punishing in the way he takes me. His tongue tangles with mine, and once he has me where he wants me, he bites down.

It should hurt, mercy should it ever, but I feel pleasure, my core tightens, and my breasts feel heavy. I mewl with desire as their hands freely roam my body. I get lost in their touches, their moans, my shivers. It rolls through me like tidal waves from an angry sea. There’s nothing gentle about the way they make me feel.

Daniel has a softer side I couldn’t be happier to bear witness to. He gives me the love I crave while holding me hostage with the need I can see brewing behind his stark blue eyes.

While Dimitri is violent in his lust for me, I never know where I stand with the man. He takes everything from the both of us and gives very little of himself in return. I want to crack his walls wide open. I want to see inside of his soul, and until he accepts that he deserves what Daniel and I are offering, I don’t think either one of us will gain access.

Both of these men worship my body in a way any woman would desire but very few are lucky enough to receive. I’ll treasure the two of them for the rest of my life. I only hope I’m not giving them any more than what I’ll receive in return.

“You’re too hurt for this,” Dimitri bites out when I hiss as I clench my fist, forgetting, momentarily, about my broken fingers. Never in my life have I wished for drugs more than now.

“I’m fine, Dimitri,” I try to tell him. He won’t listen though.

“You’re not. You need to heal first.” A darkness lingers in his gaze as he stares at my injuries, the bruising is bright against my light flesh.

“He wants more than your injured body can handle right now, mi amore,” Daniel tries to reason with me.

Exhaustion overtakes my body quickly as I come down from the carnal high they were moments away from giving to me.

“Come to bed with me then?” I look between them. Daniel nods, Dimitri looks torn. “Please.”

Resting his head against mine, he responds, “I can’t control myself around you, Nika.”

“I don’t want your restraint, Dimitri, I want your love.” I have to look down, so he doesn’t see my disappointment when he inevitably tells me I can’t have it.

Lifting my chin with his finger, in a move full of more tenderness than I thought he was capable of, his lips land on mine as his stare bores into me. “You already have it, Nika. From the first curse to the last, you’ve always had it.”

My breath catches, and I don’t know what to do with that statement as a lonely tear slides down my cheek.

“You’ve owned him far longer than you’ll ever know,” Daniel murmurs as he leans his head against ours.

If someone were to tell me ten years ago that I was contemplating sharing a woman with another man, loving another man, I’d have shot them. I was never one to share anything. Prison didn’t afford that luxury.

With Dimitri, I’m making all types of concessions, and I feel nothing but peace about it. The idea of Danika being ours, belonging to the both of us settles something in my soul because after what’s happened already, I know she’ll always have someone to take care of her should I eventually die. She won’t be alone in this cold-hearted fucking world with no one to lean on. She’ll never be alone.

This thing with Dimitri should have been more shocking. That first time his lips touched mine, his hand knotted in my hair, I knew without a shadow of a doubt that it was right. I don’t know what we are to each other beyond partners, but there’s a tension between us we’ve only just begun to explore. At first, it was shocking, but not. It felt right. Like it was meant to happen.

“Stop thinking so much, Danny-boy,” the man in questions says quietly as Danika sleeps between us. She refused to go to bed without the two of us by her side.

With everything that’s happened the last few days, I can’t say I blame her. Our trip to London starts early in the morning, and Viktor called earlier to tell us he’s got men keeping the Haggens from chasing us. They’re hitting all of their safe houses and businesses to get them shut down again.

He was pissed to discover how much control the family still had while he’s been in America. Can’t really say I blame him too much either.

“Think she’ll still want this when we get back home?” It’s been on my mind for a while now.

Dimitri laughs. “She won’t have a choice. She’s already embedded in my heart, and I ain’t letting her or you go. Get used to it.”

I’m glad one of us has faith. Even as cold as D might seem, I know he gives a damn. He cares about her…us…me. The problem we’re going to have is him showing Danika that he isn’t just an asshole. That he goes deeper and feels more than she knows.

I saw the doubt in her gaze earlier, the fear of us not reciprocating her feelings, and eventually, if D doesn’t open up, it’s going to ruin us before we even get started.

I can admit my own faults. The fear of everyone at home rejecting who and what the three of us are. Not knowing if they’ll be disgusted, if they could handle us together. Losing my place in the empire, the trust and family I’ve grown to count on. It would destroy me. But it’s a risk I’ll take because Dimitri and Danika are more than worth the chance. They’re everything I’ve searched my whole life for.