by Meg Xuemei X
The next instant, I was on Reys’s lap, astride him, my back against his broad, muscled chest. The thick head of his cock brushed open my folds and pushed up into my heated passage.
Pleasure exploded in me as Reys thrust into my core.
“Yes, just like that.” I moaned, rocking my hips.
My fangs had left his neck; they now found the next target and pierced Alaric’s skin. His pulse thumped against my lips. The demigod’s lifeblood streamed over my tongue. He tasted of lightning power and a forgotten past—part of him wasn’t from Earth. I took another deep draw from his vein, so addicted to his star power.
“That’s the dose for today, dulcis.” Lorcan stepped in again.
Had he just set my ration?
“When she drinks from us, she has the divine aroma,” Alaric said, his eyes dreamy yet full of lust. “I need to fuck our little mate.”
Reys didn’t seem to care about my divinity. His large, hard length drove into my heat again and again. His hands heaved my hips up and down.
I rose and fell with him, meeting him beat to beat, taking his hard shaft to my depths, to sate the hunger within.
We moved together faster and harder, and I moaned like a feline in heat.
I didn’t want this to stop. Ever.
Reys freed a hand to brush my clit, and I cried out at the burst of pleasure.
My three mates watched us fuck, lust burning a hellfire in their eyes.
My nipples hardened painfully when they argued and snarled at each other to decide who would be next to fuck me. I wouldn’t get behind any of them. I wouldn’t pick a side. They all had gorgeous cocks. As long as they let me ride one, or one of them rode me and screwed me senseless, I’d be a happy camper.
I desired them all deeply and equally.
My fingernails raked across Reys’s back that rippled with muscles as he hit my every G-spot and drove into my molten core.
How could fucking be the best thing ever in the world?
His rhythm turned blinding.
I had my tricks, too. My hips swirled up before slamming back down, eliciting a rough male groan and curse from him.
Pyrder also growled, his hand pumping his massive cock. His golden panther wanted to come out to play and fuck me, which drove me wilder.
So I rode Reys like the storm.
“The best fuck ever,” Reys hissed, thrusting into me raw and hard.
And then Alaric cupped my cheeks and shoved his cock into my mouth.
I could not hump Reys anymore with two cocks driving in me, so I let the males do all the work. Reys thrust into my pussy vehemently, and Alaric kept pushing his shaft further down my throat.
The demigod was testing my limits, even in bed, but then he wasn’t a complete bastard. While he fucked my mouth, he also fed me his delicious energy, freely given with love.
Lorcan had been wrong about me draining my mates. My power wouldn’t harm them. While I got a boost from feeding on them, they would feel energized later. It was more like a power swap, which only made us all stronger.
“Your perfect little pussy is so tight,” Reys said in a lust-slurred voice, as he thrust up into me. “It’s driving my cock mad.”
That didn’t make sense. His cock couldn’t get mad, though it was fucking me madly.
“The tightest and hottest pussy ever,” Alaric groaned his agreement. “Our little mate knows how to use her mouth and tongue, too. Oh, fuck me! Yes, use your fangs, savage mate!”
“I get to fuck dulcis next,” Lorcan said. “I can’t be left behind. I need to feast on her sweet pink flesh.”
The High Lord of Night had been very good at giving me oral pleasure. The prospect of what he would do set my every inch on fire.
Reys thrust into me fiercely, bringing me back to him. His hard penetrating sent a new wave of pleasure to my nerve endings.
I bent forward, prone to take Alaric’s cock deeper into my mouth, and at the same time lifted my hips to let Reys drive into my heated core.
The erotic sounds of wet slapping emanating from my mouth and pussy made my blood heat like no other. Our mixed scent of arousal was driving my other mates crazy. Pyrder’s beast growled, and he pumped his cock harder.
Lorcan’s eyes burned pure silver, his fists clenched, his large cock jerking ahead aggressively. Any second he might tear me from Alaric and Reysalor, throw me onto the sheet, and penetrate me brutally himself.
The High Lord of Night was losing control, and usually he was the most disciplined one.
I might need to wrap this up with Reys and Alaric before accidents happened.
The fae prince pumped into me wildly, and the mattress squeaked under his assaulting force. My mates would destroy another bed.
Reys’s cock grew even harder and larger, and my pussy tightened around its every inch.
He let out a string of ancient curses. “I have to come. I can’t hold back longer. Your pussy is milking me mercilessly. Oh, fuck! Come for me, baby!”
The rapid rhythm of his fierce thrusts carried me to the peak of the mountain, until I could not come down, but exploded. Screams and moans of pleasure came wrenched from my chest, even though I still had a cock pumping in my mouth.
I trembled from the orgasm, my nerves ablaze with fire and pleasure.
Alaric watched my reaction the entire time. Ecstasy twisted his face as he roared and spilled his demigod seed into my mouth.
At the same time, Reys emptied himself in me and joined the roar.
Then a new kind of rapture seized me.
The powers of my four mates merged in me in the fashion of lightning, fire, ice, metal, and storm. Their blood blended with mine and our bond became one.
Their essence and mine, primal, magical, and mystical, wove together and blanketed over me, healing me and sealing the hole in my soul.
Unison, beauty, and wild passion coursed through me.
My mates had completed me.
Light poured out of me, and I arched my back with roars of joy.
When I blinked back from the power burst, I was no longer staring at the stars but among my adoring mates, wrapped in Lorcan’s arms.
The High Lord of Night hooked my leg around his waist and slid into me sideways. He wasn’t fucking me but making love to me.
He thrust into my depth, in smooth, yet savage rhythm.
The world, almost like an impossible fantasy, existed just for my mates and me.
The rest of the deep night, I slept dreamlessly in Alaric’s arms.
I’d found home with my four mates.
22
Today was the day my mates would bring me to the Council. I expected confrontations, and I wouldn’t shy away from them. First, I didn’t care much about any authority. If their rules were ridiculous, they could kiss my ass. Hadn’t most of the Council members voted for me to run around the tracks carrying a bomb?
The outcome turned out to be the opposite of what they’d wanted.
I’d gained many followers in the Academy. If mortals’ social media still existed, I’d have millions of followers on Twitter, according to Amber.
The seer missed the old days.
And today, I was going to get her an awesome gift for her nineteenth birthday.
I was more excited than she, since I’d never been to a birthday party, let alone hosted one for my best friend. For a second, sadness swept over me, for I had no idea when my birthday was.
I soon cheered up. Amber’s party was meant to be a surprise.
I forbade my mates to come with me to shop for a gift, and they half-heartedly obliged since none of them liked shopping. Sometimes, I was amazed at how my mates and I ever got along since we had very different interests.
Did we even have anything in common? And was that important?
Originally, I had wanted to go to the mortals’ mall, but my mates objected fiercely. Well, they gave me a lot of orgasms, so I didn’t want to fight them so soon.
I told them to pick me up in an hour befor
e the Council meeting, and that was settled. Rainer and Celeb guarded me, but they were wise to stay out of my sight.
So, I strolled the Academy’s gift shop, peeking into everything on the shelves or under the glass counters. Then I saw it—an old Disney DVD movie called Beauty and the Beast.
I grabbed it and laughed in giddiness.
Amber would love it, and we’d watch it together after we ate her birthday cake.
The store clerk charged me a lot of money for that DVD even after my serious bargaining. I wouldn’t just spend my mates’ money like crazy since they were mine, so their money was mine, too, in a sense.
I sighed and paid for the DVD with Pyrder’s credit in the store and had the non-compromising clerk wrap it with gift paper.
I stalked out of the store, thinking of crossing the campus street and getting myself seven spoons of frozen yogurt while waiting for my mates. My pulse buzzed with thrill at seeing them soon. It was always like that. Whenever we separated for a brief period, we were overjoyed at coming together.
My mind drifted back to the yogurt. What flavor should I go for? Tart? Blood orange sorbet? Or butter pecan?
Why not have all flavors instead of wasting energy on debating?
I grinned, and a shaggy-haired dude jumped out of nowhere, grabbed my DVD, and broke into a run.
“Hey, fuckface!” I shouted.
He shot across the street.
I could use my air magic to pin him down and drag him back to me, but I liked to chase, so I decided to play with him a little. I ran after him, to show him that no one could outrace me and anyone who robbed Cass Saélihn would regret the hell out of it.
Rainer and Celeb rushed toward me from around the corner.
“What’s happening, Cass?” Celeb barked.
I ran after the mugger, who had just leapt to the roof with incredible litheness. Who was this dude who could jump so high? He wasn’t an ordinary shoplifter. But I didn’t care.
“He stole my birthday gift,” I shouted back. “His ass is mine!”
I rushed toward the two-story building that seemed to be the Student Center, pushed my air current, launched into the air, and landed on the rooftop after the thief.
“Cass! You can’t just chase a stranger like that,” Celeb called, racing after me with Rainer.
“Cass, stop!” Rainer yelled. “We’ll get you another gift. I’ll personally pay for it! I promise.”
Nope. Nope. I wouldn’t take an insult. No one took what was mine and got away with it. I had to teach that robber a damn hard lesson.
He jumped over one roof after another. I sped after him, gaining on him. He dropped off the roof and ran through a junkyard. I followed suit, dashing through the barriers, leaping onto abandoned trucks, and hurling myself from the top of an old bus to another bus.
This was fun, but I was surprised that my opponent was so fast.
Actually, he was at top speed. If I used my best, I could get him, but I was curious as to where he would go. So I allowed him to flee ahead of me.
Thrill buzzed on my skin.
The predator in me wanted to play before pouncing.
Soon, both of us dropped Rainer and Celeb out of sight. We were that fast.
The thief-in-black picked up speed and moved like a flash of shadow. Fuck, he was going to vanish.
I tossed my air magic out. “You’re messing with the wrong girl, honey cheek.”
He must have sensed my power. At the same time, he shifted into a burst of light.
A huge snow-white eagle soared into the air, my DVD in his claw.
For a moment, I just stared up at the bird, dumbfounded.
Then rage surged in me.
“Punk, you’re not getting away!”
I pushed my air magic and shot to the sky after him. I didn’t panic as I flew by the top of the tree lines.
He turned his head to look at me. Two more yards, and I would grab his wings and drag him to the ground.
Who was going to hurt, huh? I had my air current to sustain me, but he was going to hurt like a bitch.
“Game over, cupcake!” I shouted.
A shimmer flared before me.
There was a ley line hidden in the sky!
I yelped as I smashed into it then through it, and I was in another realm.
The eagle still soared above me.
“I’m not done with you!” I shouted. “You hear me?”
My air current powered up, sending me on the eagle’s ass. I swung an arm to grab him and got his wing.
“Gotcha! Now where are you going, snow white?” I taunted, not even thinking about how far the ground was below me. I could be stupid and brave at the same time.
“Find the ancient scroll written in the god language,” the eagle spoke in a distorted voice. “The scripture shows the way to kill the gods.”
Blood rushed in my ears.
“What? Where do I find the scroll?”
“Down the rabbit hole.”
“What the fuck does it mean? What rabbit hole? And who are you, a shifter or something?”
“I’m more than that, and I’m the messenger. You’ve got a foul mouth, divine one.”
“Okay, let’s get down to the ground and talk this out,” I yelled in the wind. “I’ll even forgive you for stealing my movie. I—”
“Get off me now, girl,” he yelled back. “I’m uncomfortable with the way you are gripping my wing. There’s no respect in that.”
We struggled in the high sky. He dove abruptly and then surged up, trying to shake me off, but I wouldn’t let go of his wing.
“The fuck I will,” I said. “You’re coming with me!”
We flipped a few times, wind whooshing by us, and I hung onto his mighty wing.
With a burst of strength, I jumped onto his massive back to ride him, only to slip through a plume of smoke.
“Turn the fuck back to eagle. I need a ride!”
The smoke vanished, as did the eagle.
This completely sucked.
I conjured my air power to stop my free fall, but it did not assist me this time. I summoned the wind again, but it didn’t come.
An empty ache pulsed in my chest. I called for my fire, but there wasn’t even a spark.
Panic choked in my parched throat.
My power was gone.
Teleport! Teleport! I willed it, praying I would pick up my mate’s power as the ground rushed toward me.
I didn’t teleport.
The charged air was unnaturally thick. A force nullified my magic.
I stared down in horror. Then there was no ground, but a cascade of silver velour plummeted to a deep pool beneath me. Its edge blended in silver and white lines.
Shit! Hadn’t Amber warned me to stay away from the water with sound?
Its cacophonous thunder mocked me.
I was going to drown. That was it!
“Help! Help!” I screamed.
I begged my power to return for just a fraction of a second. I pled for the land to help me again. It could send ivy vines to hold me in the air and set me down gently on the dry ground.
But Earth wasn’t responding when I needed it the most.
And this time no mates were coming to rescue me. They were too far away. They didn’t even know where I was.
Why had I even chased that shaggy-haired elemental shifter who turned to an eagle then to a trace of smoke? I’d totally brought this on myself.
I plunged into the Mediterranean-blue water, the deafening sound of the waterfall beating in my ear, before I finished a thought.
In my palm was a shining white feather from the eagle.
23
I inhaled sharply as the catacomb-cold water hit my hyper-senses and needled my skin.
The whirlpool sucked me under to show me how powerless I was. There must be a vortex at the bottom.
I threw my hands up frantically as I hoped someone might grab them—a miracle that would never come. My legs kicked as I struggled to fight the
pull and get my head above the water.
I went straight down.
Icy water poured into my lungs and hurt like a bitch.
I wasn’t prepared for this, but the vortex didn’t give a shit.
It dragged me all the way down.
I must have hit the bottom because fronds of green plants tangled with me, trapping me. They wanted my corpse as their fertilizer.
I snarled silently and kicked, trying to untangle myself from the clutch of the cannibal plants.
A humming sound vibrated in the water, like a swarm of hundreds of bees. I swirled in the water, struggling in vain, my eyes wild. I definitely didn’t want to be stung by water bees.
There were water bees, right?
A tingle ran up my fingertips, then a surge of tiny electric shocks crawled over my skin.
What the fuck?
A force lifted me out of the depths of the pool. My face broke the surface of the chilly water, and I vomited a lungful of liquid and gasped for air.
A shimmering net of light, the color of blood, enveloped me and beamed me up into midair, water still dripping from my hair and clothes.
I tore at the web of light, but it reformed, binding me like thousands of ropes and trapping me like a tightening fishing net.
A horrifying thought hit me—I was in a cage again, and this time it was made of an unbreakable fabric of crimson light. Fairy dust sparkled around me, more like a nightmare than anything else.
My genetic memory flashed before my eyelids.
Only one species could make this kind of cage—the Olympian gods.
They’d found me.
I cursed them, hot rage and cold fear soaking my every cell.
“Release me,” I shouted, “or my mates will eat your fucking hearts for breakfast!”
“We need to work on your delightful manner.” A familiar, rich, musical voice sounded, and Noah stepped out of the shade of a honeysuckle bush, regarding me with sadistic satisfaction. “But we don’t need to do it now.”
“Noah, you’ll regret this, big time,” I hissed. “And did you send the messenger to lure me into your snare?”
“What messenger?” He frowned. “I have no interest in others.”
