Blade buried his face in your shoulder, watching with disapproval as his brother literally devoured your lips with his. He growled softly, trying to push him away, to let him know it was his turn, but the blacksmith didn’t stop, only tightening his grip on your waist. The hunter frowned and roughly pushed him away, turning your head towards him. His red eyes stared at your disheveled appearance after they shared your lips.

“Enough,” he ordered, squeezing your chin, making you whine from the force of his fingers. “My turn.”

He lowered his head and pressed his lips to yours, squeezing you tighter to keep you from leaving. His brother was now an afterthought as he enjoyed your embrace. Yingxing crossed his arms over his chest, watching his brother’s possessive behavior. He feigned a frustrated sigh, leaning back against the couch. realizing that they would forget about him for a few minutes, he buried his face in his phone.

You and these brothers, who could never share you, had been in a relationship for two years already. The famous blacksmith, the Stellaron hunter, and you, the one who worked for Jing Yuan, an unexpectedly strange trio, right? But it worked.

Not sharing the opinion of choosing one of them and rejecting the other when they confessed their feelings to you, you chose both at once. The men, of course, were surprised by your unexpected choice, but while they were with you, they did not care much. The main thing is that you pay equal attention to them, which was extremely difficult, because each of them wanted you only for themselves.

When yingxing realized that it was time for the two of you to wrap things up and remember him, he put his phone away, grabbed your wrist, and pulled you out of your kiss with his brother, pulling you onto his lap, hugging you tightly around the waist. His head fell on your shoulder as he watched Blade.

"What the hell?" the dark-haired man muttered disapprovingly, squeezing your hand to at least have some contact between you. He was annoyed at his brother's actions.