I was on the bed, shaking from my heat, my scent filling the room. Derek and Matthew were standing there, their eyes wild, breathing hard. They couldn’t fight it anymore, and neither could I. My body was screaming for them, my pussy throbbing so bad I could barely think. “Please,” I said, moaning, “Mmm, fuck, I need you both.”

“Delilah,” Derek said, his voice rough, stepping closer. “You’re sure?”

“Yes,” I said, pulling at his shirt. “Ohh, please, Derek, Matthew, now.”

Matthew pushed forward, his hands clenched. “I’m not waiting,” he said, his voice low. “She wants me too, Dad.”

“Fine,” Derek said, his jaw tight. “But don’t think you’re...