[Caught between his mate and his mate was not something that Bren had previously considered a possibility, but it was a delicious and mind-shattering experience. He'd forgotten entirely where they were, forgotten everything but the hands on him, the words that Essek was purring to him in that satin smooth voice.

He shifted enough to lift his hips to help Essek peel the leather down from his hips and legs.]

Yes, I want it. I want to feel both of you inside me, filling me until I can't take anymore. I need-ah!

[Words took a brief hiatus at the hand that found his prick, hips rocking towards that touch, wanton and near obscene with how desperate he was for touch, for anything Essek -- either Essek -- would give to him.]

Breed me, ruin my greedy hole, please.

[He leaned back into Essek behind him, reaching a hand towards the prime version of his mate in front of him.]