Kael Ashenvale stood in the doorway of the bathing chamber.
His grey eyes found hers mid-pulse. Mid-gasp. Mid-everything. His pupils blew wide enough to swallow the iron. His nostrils flared once and whatever scent hit him locked every muscle in his body rigid at the threshold.
She couldn’t look away. Her body was still clenching around Maddox, still flushed, still making sounds that her dignity would be filing a formal complaint about later. Kael watched every second of it and his face went through something that started as shock, traveled through fury, and landed on a hunger so raw it made her breath catch for reasons that had nothing to do with the man inside her.
Déjà vu slammed into her hard enough to split the orgasm in half.
She had seen this before. These exact eyes in this exact doorway, watching her come apart on his brother with an expression that belonged to a man standing on the wrong side of a door he would burn the building down to walk through.
The memory tried to surface. She could feel it pressing against the locked door in her skull, shoving, cracking the wood. Her on Maddox. Kael in the frame. The same devastated, starving look on a face that was pretending it was fine and failing in high definition.
Her lips moved on their own.
"Kael."
The name left her mouth the way a secret leaves a confession booth. Small. Involuntary. Drenched in something she couldn’t explain because the explanation required a memory that was dissolving even as she reached for it.
The orgasm was canceled.
Immediately, two signals detonated through two matebonds at the same time. Maddox’s was a tidal wave of possession crashing through her chest. Kael’s was a wildfire that had been burning in the next room and just found an open window. Both hit her nervous system simultaneously and the collision produced a sensation she had no name for because no woman was supposed to feel two men’s hunger at the same time and survive the math.
"Finish."
Kael said it from the doorway like an order he’d been holding since the last time he stood there. Then he was over them, water ticking off the marble, his hand catching her jaw so she couldn’t hide in Maddox’s throat.
Her body snapped to Kael’s command immediately, unraveling with her gaze locked on his face while Maddox’s hips forced the actual physics of it. The split was so complete it felt like being torn in half by two magnets that didn’t know the other existed except they did and the knowing was the part that made it worse.
Maddox drove up into her with a renewed rush and broke. He came with a groan, buried in her, hips jerking through it while Kael watched her take it.
Kael didn’t wait for Maddox to pull back. His arm hooked around her waist and pulled.
Water sloshed over the rim. She left Maddox with a wet, shocked drag that made both of them hiss.
Maddox reached for her, too late.
Gold blown through his eyes. Fangs a breath from dropping. His whole body said brother or not, I will end you the second Kael bent her over and slammed home.



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