Marilyn

We lay tangled on the bed, sweat cooling on our skin, my body humming between them. Damien’s cum mixed with Cas’s inside me, leaking down my thighs. I should’ve felt overwhelmed. Instead, a fresh wave of heat built low in my belly as I watched them both—my stepbrother on one side, my dominant fuck buddy on the other.

Damien kissed my shoulder, voice low. “Still with us, baby?”

“Yeah,” I breathed, turning to look at Cas. His gray eyes were dark, hungry again already. “This… doesn’t feel real.”

Cas brushed hair from my face. “It’s real. And we’re not done.” He glanced at Damien, something passing between them. “Are...