I can't believe this is happening. I'm here, pinned on the bed by two of the hottest men I've ever laid eyes on. Declan and Elias, both confessed their love for me tonight. I never expected this, but here I am, spread eagle, while they both pleasure me. Elias's hard body is pressed against my side, his strong arms caging me in. His deep voice rumbles in my ear, "Val, keep your eyes open, this is your reward for being such a good girl."

Declan's warm breath cascades over my damp center, sending shivers down my spine. Elias continues, "You're going to watch every single second of this, alright?" I nod, my nerves bubbling up in anticipation of what's to come.

"That's a good girl," Elias praises, his voice laced with approval. His fingers trail down my thigh, sending goosebumps dancing along my skin. "Keep those pretty eyes open, and don't you dare close them, understood?"

"Yes," I breathe out, my voice barely a whisper. I can't take my eyes off of Declan as he leans in between my legs. His mouth, oh god, his mouth is so close to where I ache for  him the most. I think back to the moment they both confessed their feelings for me, and I can't help but blush. Talk about a night to remember.

Declan's tongue makes contact with my center, and a moan escapes my lips. I can't help it, it feels too good. My hips buck up into him, silently begging for more. Elias's low chuckle in my ear does nothing to help my state of mind. "Look at her, Dec, she's already lost in it."

As if on cue, Declan groans against my center, sending vibrations shooting through me. My toes curl in response, and my nails dig into the sheets. The dual sensations of their touches are driving me insane in the best way possible. Elias's fingers brush across my nipples.

"You like that, don't you?" Elias asks, his voice dripping with satisfaction. I open my mouth to respond, but nothing comes out. He chuckles, "I thought so."

Declan continues between my legs and it feels as though I am entering heaven. I feel the pleasure building until it isn't any longer. Declan has stopped. Before I can say anything, Elias's hand is in my hair. His grip is tight, but not painful. My eyes fly open. I hadn't even realized they had shut.

Elias's hand tightens in my hair, just enough to send a sharp jolt of awareness through me. His deep, commanding voice rumbles in my ear, making my pulse race even faster. "Didn't I say to keep your eyes open, sweetheart?"

I swallow hard, my chest rising and falling as I try to catch my breath. "I—I didn't mean to," I manage to stammer, my voice trembling with a mix of anticipation and need.

Elias tilts my head back slightly, forcing me to meet his piercing gaze. "No excuses, Val. I told you to watch, and I meant it. Declan's putting in all this work, and you're going to appreciate every second of it. Eyes on him. Now."

His tone sends a shiver down my spine, and I nod quickly, my eyes snapping to Declan. He's looking up at me from between my legs, his lips glistening, his blue eyes dark and filled with something primal. His hands are firm on my thighs, keeping me open and vulnerable under his intense gaze.

"That's better," Elias murmurs, his thumb brushing over my bottom lip. "Good girl. Keep doing as you're told, and maybe we'll let you come tonight."

My breath hitches, the promise—or threat—in his words making heat pool even lower in my belly. Declan's mouth curves into a small, smug smile before he lowers his head again, his tongue flicking out to tease me right where I need it most. My hips jerk up involuntarily, but his hands tighten on my thighs, keeping me exactly where he wants me.

"She's so responsive," Declan murmurs against me, his voice muffled but filled with admiration. "I could stay here all night."

Elias chuckles low and dark in response. Declan's tongue is relentless, his movements precise and unyielding, and it's all I can do to keep my eyes on him like Elias commanded.

Elias's hand moves to my chest, his fingers rolling over my nipple with a practiced ease that makes my back arch off the bed. "Look at you," he murmurs, his voice dripping with approval. "You're gorgeous like this. Spread out, letting us do whatever we want to you. Taking everything we give you."

I can feel the blush rising in my cheeks, but there's no embarrassment, just raw desire. They've stripped me bare. Literally and figuratively. And the way they look at me makes me feel powerful and cherished all at once.

Declan's mouth works its magic, his tongue moving in perfect rhythm with the pressure of his lips, and my entire body feels like it's on fire. Just as the pleasure builds to a fever pitch, he pulls back again, leaving me teetering on the edge. My frustrated whimper earns another low laugh from Elias.

"She's needy tonight," Declan remarks, sitting back slightly as his fingers trace lazy circles on my inner thighs. "Think she deserves to come yet?"

"Not yet," Elias replies, his tone firm. His hand leaves my hair, and I feel the loss immediately, but then he shifts, leaning down to capture my lips in a searing kiss. His mouth is hot and demanding, and I can taste the faint hint of whiskey from dinner earlier.

When he pulls back, his forehead resting against mine, his eyes lock onto mine with an intensity that makes my breath catch. "You'll come when we say you can. Not a second before. Understood?"

I nod, my body trembling with the effort of holding back. "Yes, sir."

"Good girl," he murmurs, his lips brushing over mine before he pulls back. "Now, keep your eyes open. Watch what Declan's about to do."

My gaze snaps to Declan just as his fingers replace his mouth, sliding through the wetness he's left behind. His eyes meet mine, dark and filled with purpose, as he slides two fingers inside me, curling them just right. A broken moan escapes my lips, and Elias smiles.

"She's close," Declan says, his voice low and rough. "So close."

"Not yet," Elias counters, his fingers brushing over my lips. "We're not done with her yet."

The combination of their touches, their voices, their sheer presence overwhelms me, pushing me to the brink of what I can handle. And I don't want it to stop. Not ever.

Every nerve ending is alive, buzzing like static electricity across my skin. My chest rises and falls rapidly, and I'm not sure if it's from the relentless teasing or the sheer intensity of the way they're both watching me.

Declan's fingers curl inside me just right, and I feel like I might shatter into a million pieces. His dark, hungry eyes are locked onto mine, and it's impossible to look away. I want to close my eyes, to let the sensations consume me, but Elias's voice echoes in my head, firm and commanding. Eyes open.

"Val," Declan murmurs, his voice rough as gravel, "you're so damn beautiful like this."

His words send a wave of heat rushing through me, and I feel my cheeks flush even deeper. "Declan," I whisper, my voice cracking under the weight of everything I'm feeling.

Above me, Elias's chuckle vibrates against my skin as he leans down to press a kiss to my shoulder. His lips trail up my neck, slow and deliberate, before stopping just below my ear. "You hear that, sweetheart?" he says, his breath hot and teasing. "Declan's as lost in you as I am."

The deep rumble of his voice sends another shiver down my spine, and I instinctively arch into him, my body seeking more. But Elias, always the one in control, pulls back just enough to remind me that I'm not the one calling the shots tonight.

I'm caught between them. One man driving me to the brink with his hands, the other keeping me grounded with his steady, commanding presence. And god, I love it. The push and pull, the way they balance each other out, the way they both pour every ounce of themselves into me.

"Tell me what you want, Valarie," Elias says, his tone softer now but no less demanding. His thumb brushes over my lips, and I instinctively part them, pulling the tip into my mouth. His eyes darken, a pleased smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. "Good girl. But use your words."

My brain scrambles to keep up, but it's so hard to think when Declan's fingers are still moving inside me, his thumb circling in a way that has me clutching at the sheets. "I—I want..." I trail off, my voice hitching on a moan as Declan presses against a spot that makes my vision blur.

"She's too far gone," Declan says, grinning up at Elias. "I don't think she even knows what she wants anymore."

Elias leans closer, his lips brushing against the shell of my ear. "Is that true, Val? Are you so wrecked you can't even tell us what you need?"

I whimper, shaking my head. "No... I need—" My breath catches as Declan's fingers slow to an agonizing tease, leaving me right on the edge but refusing to tip me over. "I need more. Please."

"Please, what?" Elias prompts, his tone patient but firm. His thumb leaves my mouth, and his hand trails down my body, stopping just above where Declan is still working me over. "Say it, sweetheart. We want to hear you."

I force myself to meet Elias's eyes, even as the embarrassment and vulnerability threaten to swallow me whole. "Please... let me come."

Elias's smile is wicked, his fingers tracing slow, torturous patterns along my thigh. "Good girl. See, that wasn't so hard, was it?"

Declan chuckles softly, his breath warm against my skin. "Think she's earned it?"

Elias pretends to consider it, dragging out the moment until I'm practically vibrating with need. Finally, he nods. "She's been good. Let's give our girl what she wants."

The possessiveness in his words sends a jolt straight through me, and Declan doesn't waste another second. His fingers pick up their pace, his movements deliberate and precise, and I feel the pressure building again, hotter and heavier than before.

"Look at her," Declan murmurs, his voice full of awe. "So perfect."

"Eyes on him, Val," Elias reminds me, his hand fisting gently in my hair again. "Watch what he's doing to you."

I obey, my gaze locking onto Declan's as the pleasure crashes over me in waves, each one more intense than the last. My body shakes, my nails digging into the sheets as I cry out, completely undone by the two of them.

Elias whispers soft praises in my ear, his voice grounding me as I come back down. Declan presses a kiss to the inside of my thigh, his expression warm and full of something that makes my heart ache in the best way.

"That's my girl," Elias says, brushing a strand of hair from my face. "You took that so well."

I manage a shaky laugh, my body still trembling from the aftershocks. "You two are going to be the death of me."

Declan grins, sitting up and wiping his hand on the sheet before leaning down to kiss me softly. "Worth it, though, right?"

"Definitely worth it," I whisper, my voice still shaky but full of truth.

Elias smirks, his hand trailing down my back. "Good. Because we're not done with you yet, sweetheart."