Two weeks had passed in a blissful, sleep-deprived blur since bringing their newborn twins came home from the hospital.

Finally, after getting the squirming bundles of joy settled down for a much-needed nap, the three new parents were able to collapse in an exhausted heap on their own bed.

"What is it? Just tell me," Cobra pleaded, fixing Liam with his best attempt at soulful, imploring puppy eyes.

Liam simply smirked and shook his head stubbornly. "Not a chance, Blondie. You’ll have to try harder than that."

Cobra had been pestering him relentlessly for days about revealing the location of his most sensitive erogenous zone.

But Liam was determined to play coy, teasing his lover with the delicious knowledge while withholding the particulars until Cobra was practically squirming with frustrated desire.

Rolling her eyes fondly at the byplay, Anastasia set her phone down on the nightstand.

She’d been content to simply watch her mates’ increasingly heated banter unfold...but this stalemate needed to be resolved before poor Cobra vibrated out of his skin.

With a wicked grin, she reached over to give Liam’s nipple a firm pinch and twist.

"Anastasia!" Liam yelped, jerking away from her questing fingers as if scalded.

His cheeks flushed an adorable shade of crimson as he leveled her with a betrayed glower. "That’s not fair!"

But Cobra had already seen the evidence he needed.

His lips stretched into a wolfish grin of unholy glee as realization dawned.

"Your nipples..." he purred in a tone of deep, rumbling satisfaction. "I should have guessed."

Scowling mutinously, Liam huffed out an irritated sigh and flopped back against the pillows, arms crossed over his chest in a defensive posture.

"That’s not the only spot, but thanks to a certain true blood traitor, the secret’s out."

Chuckling throatily, Cobra shifted to blanket Liam’s form with his own, skimming his knuckles lightly over the exposed strip of tawny skin between Liam’s t-shirt and sleep pants.

"Don’t be like that, blondie," Cobra all but crooned, dipping his head to tease the line of Liam’s jaw with a trail of heated, open-mouthed kisses. "You know how much I love discovering all your sweet spots...one by delicious one."

Even as the words were purred against his tingling skin, Cobra felt a wicked surge of inspiration strike.

Trailing one hand down Liam’s defined abdomen, he allowed his fingers to ghost feather-light over the strip of flesh just above the waistband of Liam’s pants.

Instantly, Liam’s eyes flew wide, his hips arching hungrily into the teasing touch as a helpless whine crawled from his throat.

"Cobra, you bastard..." he rasped out shakily. 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

Unable to resist, Anastasia inched closer to the mattress to better appreciate the alluring picture her mates made.

Loved to watch her two mates touching each other feeding her voyeurism kink.

Liam splayed out in delicious chaos, already panting and half-undone beneath Cobra’s heated assault.

Cobra’s handsome face was alight with smug, predatory satisfaction as he thoroughly mapped every inch of Liam’s responsiveness.

"Feeling a bit sensitive there, gorgeous?" Cobra rumbled with a devilish grin. "I’ll have to remember that the next time you won’t give your blondie what he wants..."

His fingers danced randomly over that sensitive band of nerves, drawing panted gasps and helpless moans from Liam with each electrifying stroke.

With his free hand, Cobra skillfully freed Liam’s shirt from the confines of his waistband, popping open the first few buttons to expose the hard planes of his lover’s chest and abdomen to his hungry gaze.

Still nosing along the sharp line of Liam’s jaw, Cobra blazed a heated trail of openmouthed kisses down the column of his throat, his lips and teeth raising delicious pinpricks of sensation in their wake.

Liam was practically vibrating beneath him now, hands fisting futilely in the sheets as every inch of his golden skin sang with awakened sensitivity.

It was enough to make Anastasia dizzy with desire, just watching.

Her own chest rose and fell rapidly, the pace of her breathing unconsciously matching the sharp, panted puffs gusting from Liam’s parted lips.

To her fascination, Cobra seemed utterly content to drive Liam to the very precipice of exquisite torment without truly satisfying his ache.

"Cobra..." she rasped out hoarsely, drawing her mates’ heated gazes. "What about you?"

He blinked at her dazedly for a beat, pupils blown wide with lust before her question seemed to pierce the hazy fog of his arousal.

His lips quirked in a sly smile as he forced himself up and off Liam’s prone form to settle heavily on his haunches.

Clearly aiming for casual indifference, he shrugged one broad shoulder and remarked airily, "My neck’s always been my most sensitive spot."

The casual statement might have worked...had it not been immediately betrayed by the slightest hitch in his breath, the imperceptible tensing of his powerful frame.

Liam’s eyes narrowed to glittering slits as he registered the near-invisible slip in Cobra’s facade.

"No..." he murmured slowly, "That’s not it. I am lying, Liam."

Before Cobra had a chance to protest or deflect, Liam was on him in a sinuous rush of coiled strength and predatory grace.

With one fluid motion, he hooked his legs around Cobra’s powerful thighs and twisted them both, pinning his lover to the mattress beneath his weight.

"No tricks now, Blondie," Liam all but purred, shifting to straddle Cobra’s hips in a blatant display of dominance.

He leaned down until his lips ghosted a hairsbreadth from Cobra’s own, near enough for the heat of their mingled breaths to tease feverishly. "This is for your own good."

Cobra squirmed beneath Liam’s caging weight, pupils blown wide with a heady mixture of arousal and chagrined resignation.

He knew that hungry, predatory gleam in his lover’s eyes all too well - the chase was on, and Liam wouldn’t let up until he claimed his prize.

With a sly grin curving his lips, Liam slid his palms up Cobra’s rigid, chiseled torso in a maddeningly slow caress.

He hooked his fingers teasingly under the thin fabric of Cobra’s shirt, encouraging it higher and higher to bare the flexing ridges of sinewy muscle and searing skin beneath.

Cobra’s breath emerged in a harsh rasp as his sculpted abdomen was finally bared to Liam’s dark, ravenous gaze and questing hands.

A faint sheen of perspiration already glistened enticingly on his tanned skin.

"Just tell me, Blondie, what else do you like?" Liam rumbled, pitching his deep baritone lower to caress Cobra’s nerves like a physical touch.

"And I’ll make it so good for you. You know how I love to worship that body of yours..."

Blunt teeth nipped stingingly at Cobra’s sun-kissed collarbone in emphasis, drawing a strangled groan from between his clenched lips.

"D-Damn you," he rasped, hips surging restlessly in a subconscious plea for more delicious friction. "Always a stubborn bastard..."

"You wouldn’t want me any other way," Liam practically growled and captured Cobra’s mouth in a searing, demanding kiss.

On the sidelines, Anastasia watched the electrifying display with rapt eyes, her own skin flushed and sensitive with rising desire.

The sinuous flex and shift of hard muscle and tanned skin gleaming with sweat created an erotic floorshow that left her mouth dry and her body thrumming with arousal.

Christ, just watching her mates go at it like this was enough to drive a woman out of her mind with lust.

As if sensing the direction of her thoughts, Liam slanted a heated look in her direction over the tempting curve of his shoulder.

One dark brow quirked upward in clear invitation as he deliberately hitched Cobra’s shirt higher and higher up his chiseled torso with each teasing stroke of his calloused palms...

Only to falter, his gaze arrested by the sight of Cobra’s flushed skin breaking out in a fine sheen of gooseflesh beneath his questing hands.

Cobra gritted his teeth against the betraying whine building in his throat, blue eyes squeezing shut as if he could somehow deny the involuntary reaction arching his spine in a desperate bow.

But his body had already given itself away, shuddering uncontrollably under the onslaught of Liam’s clever hands mapping out every trembling inch of his awakened sensitivity.

"Oh, Cobra..." Liam all but purred, devilish delight saturating his tone as he followed the delicious revelation to its inevitable conclusion. "You’re sensitive...everywhere. Aren’t you, baby?"

With a muttered curse, Cobra gave up the last vestiges of his resistance, allowing himself to dissolve in a full-body shudder as Liam focused on the full intensity of his merciless touch.

Sharp, panted whimpers punched from his chest with each teasing caress.

"N-No...no, please!" he gasped out, cheeks stained brilliantly with the flush of arousal and helpless mirth. "Liam, I can’t...!"

A husky chuckle rumbled from deep in Liam’s chest as he gentled the pressure of his questing fingertips, allowing Cobra the barest moment to draw in a shuddering breath past the wheezing laughter still spilling from his lips.

"Who knew the mighty Cobra would be so ticklish?" Anastasia remarked with a throaty, delighted laugh of her own.

She shifted closer on the bed, allowing one hand to join Liam’s torturously light explorations along the flexing ridges of Cobra’s abdomen.

Cobra whimpered piteously, arching and twisting between his lovers’ bodies like a trapped animal in his desperation to escape their wicked onslaught.

Which only served to heighten the sweet, aching friction building between their heated flesh.

With a low, possessive growl of pure alpha dominance, Liam blanketed Cobra’s frame once more, effectively pinning his squirming form in place.

His hands and mouth roamed with leisurely intent, lighting up every hypersensitized nerve and making Cobra jerk and whine beneath him with each fresh assault.

"L-Liam...!" Cobra choked out around the punched-out sounds of ecstasy wrenched from his chest.

He bucked and writhed beneath the onslaught, completely, gloriously undone. "Liam, please...!"

"Please what, blondie?" Liam purred darkly, punctuating his question with a sharp nip to the thundering pulse fluttering just beneath the stubbled line of Cobra’s jaw. "Use your words, baby..."

"Please..." Cobra panted brokenly, beyond pride, beyond shame - just lost in the dizzying storm of sensation, "Please make me come."