Rebirth: 100 Days Before Doomsday - Chapter 251

Chapter 251: Between Two Flames (II)
Warning: Slightly Mature content in the chapter

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Grace’s breaths were coming in uneven gasps, while her body trembled beneath the combined touch of the two men.

The heat in the room was almost suffocating, yet she had never felt more alive, more attuned to the sensations rippling through her. It was such a new experience for her to be kissed and touched by two men at the same time, but it was surely a great experience.

Everything was magnified.

Davian still held her tightly while his lips devoured hers as if he wanted to drown in her taste. His hands were roaming her body with a desperation that sent shivers down her spine, fingers tracing the curves of her waist before slipping under the blanket. She gasped as his rough palms met the heat of her bare skin.

Rune wasn’t one to be ignored. He chuckled softly against her shoulder before his lips started tracing along her exposed skin – teasing, tasting, making her shudder with every slow, calculated movement.

“She’s melting between us,” he murmured, his voice thick with amusement and desire. His teeth grazed the side of her throat before he kissed the spot apologetically. “How lovely.”

She whimpered as Davian deepened their kiss, his tongue sliding against hers in a way that made her toes curl.

Rune’s hands were softer in their approach but no less insistent, they moved over her sides, his fingers tracing idle patterns along her ribs before moving upward.

“Rune-” Davian broke the kiss just long enough to shoot him a glare, his grip on Grace tightening possessively.

Rune only smirked. “What? You suddenly don’t like sharing?” His fingers trailed lower again, ghosting over Grace’s thigh. “But she doesn’t seem to mind.”

Grace barely processed their exchange. Her mind was hazy, overwhelmed by the heat, the touch, the kisses that left her feeling like she was floating. She tried to speak, to ground herself, but all that escaped her lips was a soft moan as Rune’s lips found the sensitive spot below her ear.

“You make the sweetest sounds,” Davian whispered as his intense gaze returned to her, his voice husky. His hands moved lower, gripping her hips, pressing her even closer to him.

Rune hummed in agreement. “She does, doesn’t she?” His lips trailed over her shoulder before moving over to the back of her neck, sending another wave of shivers through her body.

She tilted her head back, her eyes fluttering shut as she surrendered to the pleasure. Rune took the opportunity to kiss along her throat, his lips gentle yet possessive, while Davian claimed her mouth once more, leaving her breathless.

Her fingers curled against Davian’s chest, gripping onto him as if he were the only thing keeping her grounded. Rune’s hands, meanwhile, moved lower, exploring, teasing, leaving trails of fire in their wake.

The blanket slipped slightly as they shifted, exposing more of her bare skin to the cool air. It sent a delicious contrast against the heat of their bodies, making her tremble.

Davian groaned at the sight, his eyes darkening. “Damn it, you two…” His hands tightened on her waist, his restraint hanging by a thread.

Rune chuckled. “Losing control already?”

Davian ignored him, instead focusing on Grace. His thumb brushed against her lower lip before he leaned in, capturing her mouth in another searing kiss. His other hand slid up her back, pulling her even closer until there was no space left between them.

Rune watched with keen interest, letting his hands explore the soft expanse of her stomach, his fingers trailing upward until they brushed the underside of her breasts.

She gasped into Davian’s mouth, her body arching slightly at the sensation. Rune took the reaction as an invitation, his fingers moved upward until his palms were cupping her breasts. He kneaded them softly, brushing his thumb over her nipples that were already standing erect.

The heat between them was unbearable now, the air thick with tension and desire.

Grace could barely think, her senses overwhelmed by the way they touched her, kissed her, worshipped her. She was lost between them, their lips, their hands, their warmth surrounding her completely.

And she didn’t want it to stop.

Not now.

Not ever.

“What do you want, sweetheart? Tell him?” Rune suddenly whispered the words next to her ear, making her and Davian to pull away and focus their attention to him.

“W-what?” She stammered as her mind struggled to understand what he was up to.

“Aren’t you already dripping wet down here?” Rune’s voice was barely a whisper but could be heard loud and clear. One of his hands slipped from her breast and made its way between her thighs, his fingers moving over her folds.

“Tell him.” He whispered again and Grace’s gaze locked with Davian’s. She bit down hard on her lower lip, struggling as the ache between her legs increased double fold because of Rune’s words.

Before she even realized it, she was calling his name. “Davian…”

Davian’s gaze darkened as he watched her. If looks could devour, then he would have done so to her already. “Tell me, Love, what do you want.” He said, and waited as she struggled to find the words.

“Please… I need you…”

These were the only words she succeeded to say, but fortunately, Davian didn’t force her further. Instead, he climbed down the bed and pulled her closer to edge before kneeling on the floor between her legs.

“That’s right. Enjoy his service.” Rune whispered as he pulled her back to rest against his chest while Davian started trailing kisses over her inner thigh.

She closed her eyes and inhaled sharply as his mouth finally found its way to her core, and his tongue grazed over her clit, sending sharp tingles of pleasure coursing through her body.

In no time, the room was filled with the sound of her hard breathing and soft moans as the two men played with her, forcing her closer to her release with each passing minute.

It felt amazing… to be trapped between two flames.