Rebirth: 100 Days Before Doomsday

Grace's heart pounded as the heat between them grew unbearable.

Whatever game Rune was playing - it was dangerous... for her.

A part of her knew why he was being so hard on Davian - not because he loved going against him all the time, but because he had noticed how Davian had been holding himself back despite his need for her.

The reality of sharing the love of his life with two other men - still was holding him back in a way or another. And it seemed like Rune had taken it over him to solve this issue.

His lips skimmed the curve of her shoulder while Davian held her tightly against him, his kisses growing deeper, more desperate. Her fingers curled into the sheets, her body caught between two powerful forces that refused to let her go.

A sharp inhale from Davian made her shiver. His hands felt rough with restraint as he traced the outline of her waist, brushing over the blanket that still barely covered her. He groaned against her lips as she responded eagerly, her breath mingling with his.

She might be a little bit confused about what was happening, or what might happen, but she knew for sure that she had been craving for Davian's kiss and closeness.

It felt like so long since he last kissed her like she was his oxygen, and held her as if his life depended on her - just like he was doing at the moment.

She was pulled out of her thoughts when she heard Rune letting out a soft chuckle. "Look at you, Davian," he murmured, pressing another slow kiss to her bare skin. "You are finally touching her like you want to." His fingers joined Davian's, sliding just beneath the edge of the sheet. "Feels good, doesn't it?"

Davian let out a strangled sound, his forehead dropping against Grace's as if trying to regain control. "You are a bastard," he bit out, his voice thick with need.

He wasn't holding back at all about he was literally mad at Rune for what the latter was doing to him.

Rune only smirked against Grace's shoulder. "And yet, you are not stopping."

Grace's breathing turned shallow as Rune's lips ghosted along the back of her neck, pressing featherlight kisses that contrasted sharply with Davian's demanding touch. The dual sensations sent waves of heat through her, leaving her trembling.

"D-Davian," she whispered, unsure whether she was begging him to slow down or to keep going.

That one, breathy plea shattered whatever control he had left.
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Davian's grip tightened as he crashed his lips against hers again, swallowing her soft gasp. His tongue traced the seam of her lips before plunging deeper, coaxing her into a dance that left her breathless. His hands were firm, possessive, as they moved up her sides, barely restrained by the thin layer of fabric covering her.

Rune hummed approvingly. "She likes it when you take control, doesn't she?" His hand trailed down her back, fingers tracing lazy circles against her skin. "But how about this, sweetheart?"

She barely had time to register his words before his lips found the sensitive spot just below her ear. A soft moan escaped her, her head tilting instinctively to give him more access.

Davian's hold on her tightened at the sound, his breath coming faster. "Rune-"

"What?" Rune murmured, his teeth grazing her skin before pressing a soothing kiss there. "Afraid she'll enjoy it too much?"

Grace couldn't think, couldn't speak. The pleasure was too much, the way their hands, lips, and bodies surrounded her, leaving no escape. Rune's teasing kisses and Davian's desperate, heated touches mixed together in a symphony of sensations that left her on the edge of madness.

"You are playing a dangerous game," Davian growled, his voice rough.

Rune chuckled, his fingers brushing the edge of the blanket again. "Am I?" His lips found her shoulder once more, his tongue flicking over her skin. "Or are you just afraid of losing?"

Grace whimpered, her body arching slightly as she was caught between them. The feeling of Rune's warm lips on her skin and Davian's relentless kisses had her melting into them, unable to resist.

Davian groaned against her lips. "You-" His fingers dug into her waist, his restraint slipping further.

Rune smirked against her skin. "Just admit it," he murmured. "You love seeing her like this."

Davian's response was immediate. His hands moved up, cupping Grace's flushed face as he kissed her harder, deeper. His tongue tangled with hers, drawing out another moan that sent shivers through her.

Rune's grip on her waist tightened as well, his lips never stopping their slow, torturous exploration of her skin. "She sounds beautiful, doesn't she?" he whispered.

Grace barely registered their words anymore. All she could feel was the overwhelming heat, the way their hands and lips made her body burn.

"Enough," Davian finally bit out, pulling away just slightly to glare at Rune. His dark green eyes were filled with something dark, something possessive. "You are pushing her too much."

Rune only smirked. "Am I?" His hand trailed down Grace's side, barely touching, just enough to make her shiver. "She doesn't seem to mind."

She gasped as Rune suddenly turned her head and crashed his lips against hers, stealing the breath from her lungs. His kiss was possessive, claiming her in a way that left no room for doubt.

She could feel Davian's intense gaze watching them but she was too lost in the kiss to think about anything else.

Rune hummed softly as he ended the kiss, pressing a final lingering kiss to her shoulder before pulling back slightly. "Well, well," he murmured, amusement lacing his tone. "See. I told you."

Davian didn't respond. He didn't need to. The way his hands gripped Grace's body, the way he stared at her like he couldn't get enough - his actions spoke louder than words.

And Grace… she was lost in it all. Caught between fire and temptation, surrendering to the pleasure only they could give her.