by Aubrey Ross
The combination of command and coaxing was more than she could take. Hard spasms of pleasure gripped her pussy and echoed in her ass.
“Good girl,” Arioch whispered above her ear. His broad chest pressed into her back and his finger remained deep in her ass.
She released Balam’s cock and took a slow, deep breath. “What now?”
Expecting him to pull out, she gasped when he used his hand to lift her entire body. This drove his fingers deeper and made it glaringly apparent how strong he really was. He lowered her over Balam’s hips, his fingers still impaling her.
“Put me inside you.” Balam cupped her breasts, gently stroking her soft flesh.
She took Balam’s cock and angled it toward her pussy.
Arioch covered her mound with his other hand, his middle finger directly over her clit. “Lower yourself onto him. I’ll help you.”
He held her open while she positioned Balam at her entrance, then gently rubbed her clit as she made the long, long descent. Inch by incredible inch, she filled herself with Balam’s shaft. Balam squeezed her breasts and rolled her nipples, his eyes closed in obvious pleasure.
“Now lie across his chest. It’s my turn.”
She looked back at Arioch, unable to help her uncertainty. He smiled that slow, sexy smile that melted her insides. “I’m not going to hurt you.”
Balam guided her down, his hands sliding up and down her back. “Give me your mouth. Let me taste you.”
She splayed her fingers against his smooth scalp and kissed him deeply. He tasted different, sultry and evocative. This was what he tasted when he licked her pussy. She was tasting herself on his tongue.
A new stimulus eclipsed the startling realization. Arioch effortlessly eased his cock into her ass. She could barely feel the steady penetration. Had his finger stretched her so thoroughly or…
“Tell me when to stop.”
His cock gradually solidified, growing thicker and longer within her anal passage. Oh, she could feel him now! Tight. Tighter. “Stop. Please stop,” she gasped.
“Is that too much? I can back off.”
“Just give me a minute. This is all new to me.”
Balam found her mouth again, kissing her tenderly while his hands explored her hips and her thighs. Arioch teased the outer swell of her breasts, patiently waiting for her body to adjust to the incredible fullness.
They cared enough to wait, taking only what she was willing to give. Even crammed full of their cocks, she was in control. The realization was heady and humbling, making her even more determined not to disappoint them.
A slow, warm, melting sensation passed along both her passages. Cream. Her body had released the slick lubricant, welcoming her mates home. She moaned, amazed at her carnal nature, her capacity for passion. “Did you feel that?”
“Fuck, yes!” Balam growled. “Lift her, Arioch. Show her how to move.”
He lightly cupped her breasts, guiding her upward. She pushed against Balam’s shoulders and followed Arioch’s lead. Centering herself directly over Balam’s cock, she squeezed her inner muscles and laughed as both males groaned.
Exhilarated by her newfound power, she arched her back, rubbing against Arioch. “What now?”
“Move on him and I’ll match your rhythm.” He grasped her hips, steadying her.
She rose just a bit, then slid back down. Balam chuckled, “You’ll have to do better than that.”
She tried again, using her knees to lever herself up along his incredibly long shaft. Arioch helped her, pulling her up, but letting her push back down. Quickly finding the rhythm, she didn’t realize Arioch was moving with her until he changed direction. She cried out, surprised by the contrasting penetration as Arioch’s cock came into play.
Pressure became pleasure, fullness turned to bliss. She had never dreamed anything could feel so good. Arioch clasped her hips, driving up into her ass as she impaled herself on Balam. Each stroke sent fiery darts spiraling through her abdomen.
Balam reared up and sucked her nipple as she arched deeply, throwing her head back. Higher, they drove her higher. Her head spun and her blood sizzled through her veins.
Complete.
She would never feel complete without this fullness, this—unity!
She shattered, screaming in uninhibited pleasure as her orgasm forced rational thought from her mind. Balam bucked wildly. Arioch matched him thrust for thrust. They came together with a mighty roar, their seed erupting deep within her trembling body.
Verrine collapsed across Balam’s chest. Arioch followed her down, molding his chest along the entire length of her back. Sandwiched between them, still filled by them, she fell instantly asleep.
Arioch laughed softly, not wanting to wake her. “Is this a good thing?”
“She’s content.” Balam stroked her tousled hair. “It’s a very good thing.”
Chapter Sixteen
For forty nights and forty days, Verrine and her males were trapped in the Shadow cave. They frolicked naked and experimented with every conceivable sexual position. The bond between them strengthened each time they came together. They would sometimes love her leisurely, awakening her senses by degrees. Other times they overwhelmed her with their intensity.
Love. That bothersome human concept. None of them had spoken the word, but Verrine understood. They each selflessly worked toward the others’ happiness. Was that not in essence love?
She was almost disappointed when the storm calmed and the earth resumed its normal rhythm.
Arioch returned the cavern to its original shape and Balam disintegrated everything he had conjured during their stay. Verrine dressed in moody silence. She enjoyed having these two entirely to herself. They each had vast responsibilities and pressures awaiting them in the Realm of Darkness.
“What are you going to tell Lilith?” Balam asked as they prepared to leave.
“That I’ve agreed to become your official mate and I couldn’t be happier with my choice.”
“And that’s all?” Arioch objected.
“I’m not sure she’d understand.”
“She wants your happiness. If I can accept this, she better learn to adjust.”
Verrine smiled at Balam’s words. He had come a long way from Mine!
“I must fuck you in front of the elders for our joining to be official,” Balam went on, “but Arioch’s involvement in the ceremony is up to us.”
“I’m not ashamed of needing you both.”
Balam looked at his brother, his features tight, expression closed. “Do you want the realm to know we share Verrine?”
“You are her mate; I am her consort. I think we should make that clear during the ceremony.”
“Agreed.”
A dark shiver raced down her spine. The claiming ceremony just became a lot more interesting.
“I want to be inside you when we shift,” Arioch said passionately. “I’ll make sure we end up in Balam’s bedchamber, but I want to enter the Realm buried deep inside your body.”
Balam tossed his head and growled, obviously excited by the idea. “Doesn’t she have to face you for you to Shadow shift?”
“I won’t come inside her. I promise.”
In all of their various positions, Arioch had always penetrated her ass. When she conceived the first time they needed to be certain it was the Prime Leader’s heir. Her pussy ached, anticipating erotic play. She had only to think about their cocks working in tandem to grow wet and ready. She couldn’t get enough of them.
Balam grabbed her none too gently and pressed his chest against her back. He lifted her, creating a chair out of his arms. Arioch knelt before her, pushing her dress to her waist. She trembled. They had done many things in the past forty days but this was different, more final, more definitive. Balam, her mate, held her open, offering her pussy to his brother. Balam allowed this—no, encouraged it—because it thrilled her, made her whole.
Arioch licked and tantalized her delicate folds before he concentrated
on her responsive clit. She tangled her fingers in his hair, urging him on. He was so tender, his affection evident in every stroke, every lick. He pushed into her cunt, fucking her gently with his tongue. Hanging on the brink of orgasm, she cried out sharply when he pulled away.
“It’s always better when we make you wait at least once,” he reminded her with a lazy grin. Freeing his cock from his breeches, he moved between her thighs. Balam held her perfectly still while Arioch pushed into her, slowly filling her with his thick shaft. “Wrap your legs around my waist and hold on tight.”
She instantly obeyed, bringing him fully into her welcoming heat. Balam knelt now and parted her ass cheeks, preparing her for his entry. She moaned and clung to Arioch. Balam couldn’t control the size of his cock. Arioch always entered her in semi-Shadow state and then increased the pressure to her liking.
“Relax. We’ve got you,” Arioch soothed.
As Balam had done for him, Arioch held her open, offering her anus for his brother’s pleasure. Balam felt huge as he pushed against her. She clung to Arioch, burying her face against his throat. Pressure, insistent pressure. A tingle of fear, then her body surrendered. She cried out, and his shaft filled her ass.
“Oh fuck, she’s tight. Why have you been holding back?”
“I didn’t want to hurt her.”
Suspended between their powerful bodies, cross-impaled by their cocks, Verrine trembled, her hands fisted in Arioch’s long hair. This was more intense than anything they’d done before. Raw, elemental, unhampered by Shadow magic.
“Am I hurting you?” Balam asked in a harsh, hoarse whisper. “I’ll pull out.”
“No! Don’t leave me. This is just…intense.”
“Pull back so I can touch her.”
Arioch eased away, making room for Balam’s hand between their bodies. He stroked her breasts and belly before tenderly teasing her clit. Arioch raised her head from his shoulder and kissed her with the same slow patience in Balam’s caress.
They pressed in, filling her, stretching her, surrounding her with their power and warmth. Balam’s hands moved to her breasts and Arioch deepened his kiss.
Hot air curled around them. A deafening roar filled her ears. Lights danced before her eyes and the walls of the cavern undulated in and out of focus. Balam sank into her, not just his cock, his entire body merged with hers. Arioch melded with them until they were literally one entity.
They soared through space and time, twirling and dipping on the currents of energy. The Shadow shift lasted only a moment, but Verrine moaned when their beings separated, stunned and bereaved by the loss, the ultimate unity.
Balam held her tightly against his chest as Arioch moved within her pussy. Sensations returned by degrees. She smelled their male musk and the incense still clinging to their skin. Muscles rippled against her back while Arioch strained between her thighs.
Her core clenched in deep spasms of pleasure, squeezing him, caressing him. True to his word, he pulled out with a groan and spilled his seed against her belly. “I hope you conceive soon. That just about killed me.” He rubbed the pearly substance into her skin while he tenderly kissed her mouth.
Balam held her tightly against his chest. Arioch seemed reluctant to leave. “I should let your parents know we’re back.”
She nodded and kissed him goodbye, her gaze caressing his face while he lingered between her legs.
“Give us a few minutes,” Balam suggested, then Arioch Shadow shifted from sight.
Balam carried Verrine toward the bed and carefully separated their bodies. Placing her in the middle on her back, he paused to look at her. “You are the most extraordinary female I’ve ever encountered.”
She smiled, pleased by his praise. “Even more extraordinary than my mother?”
“Were it not for Lilith, I would not have you.”
“And you do have me,” she admitted with a smile. “I’ve said I belong to no one, but that’s not exactly true. We belong to each other. I’ve never felt that more intensely than I did today.”
He passed a cleansing pulse along the length of his body then crawled onto the bed. Settling himself between her thighs, he kissed her deeply then slowly filled her slick pussy with his hard cock. “If ever you doubt your affection, I’ll order Arioch to strand us in a Shadow cave.”
Tilting her hips, she watched him through lowered lashes. “I may find myself continually filled with doubt if it leads us back to the Shadow cave.”
“You’ll find yourself filled with more than that.” He drove full length into her, muffling her cry with a demanding kiss.
She arched into each thrust, pulling her legs up high against his sides. Reveling in his aggression, she surrendered to his strength, willing to yield control—for the moment—to the power of her mate.
* * *
“Are you sure this is what you want? Balam can be violently jealous. I’ve seen his temper more than once.”
Verrine smiled at her mother. “It’s because of his willingness to share me that I’m confident in his devotion. Does that make sense?”
“He wants your happiness more than his own. I understand. They don’t like to hear the word, but it sounds like Balam loves you.”
“They are so different and yet when we come together the universe stands still. I’ll do everything in my power to make him happy because he’s willing to do this for me. I’ll do my best to make them both happy.”
Lilith shook her head, but amusement brightened her gaze. “I knew trouble was brewing, but I never expected this.”
“I didn’t set out with this arrangement in mind, but some things are just meant to happen.” She glanced away, suddenly feeling awkward with the topic. “Have you told Father yet?”
“I’m not sure how he’ll respond. You’ll always be his little girl. This may take a while for your father to accept.”
Verrine laughed, tucking a long lock of blue-streaked hair behind her ear. “We’ve got all the time in the world, and we may well have the world to ourselves. Has Father been to the surface to check it out?”
“Yes, he went yesterday and said the water is starting to recede, but he saw no sign of the humans.”
“I can’t believe God did it. The world had come so far to start all over again.”
“Sometimes we need to wash the palette clean.”
Jetrel Shadow shifted into the room without warning, causing both females to gasp. “You have got to see this!”
Intrigued by his obvious excitement Verrine stood and took his hand. “I’ll come back for you in a second,” he told Lilith and shifted with Verrine to the mountaintop.
Without a word he returned for his mate, leaving Verrine alone, and in awe. Water spread out as far as the eye could see. Only scattered crests of mountaintops dotted the vast expanse of blue. The sky arched overhead, blinding in its intensity. She turned to her left and gasped, afraid to blink or the vision would disappear.
She caught the flash of her parents’ arrival out of the corner of her eye, but Verrine couldn’t drag her gaze from the panorama spread before her. A mammoth arch stretched from horizon to horizon. Vivid ribbons of color shimmered against the dazzling blue of the cloudless sky.
“What is it?”
She understood the hushed reverence in her mother’s tone. Her entire being hummed with awareness and promise.
Hope.
The atmosphere danced with hope.
A dove flew past, a leafy branch clutched in its beak. She followed the bird’s progress and laughed. “Look.” She pointed into the distance. “The humans made it. Noah’s vessel survived the storm.”
“Unbelievable. I really thought the old man was crazy,” Lilith said.
“You weren’t the only one,” Jetrel admitted.
Verrine turned to face her parents. “What does all this mean? Is our war with mankind over?”
Jetrel wrapped his arm around Lilith’s shoulder and smiled at Verrine. “They’re a little outnumbered at the moment. Your mo
ther will have to find something else to entertain herself.”
Lilith smiled up at him, her gaze filled with love and laughter. “I already have. But our daughter has some interesting news. Don’t you, Verrine?”
“Mother!”
“What news?”
She couldn’t just tell him like this. She had intended to break it to him gently, maybe drop hints until he figured it out on his own. “I have solidified my relationship with Balam.”
“That’s good.” He looked at Lilith. “Isn’t it?”
Lilith arched one dark eyebrow. “Tell him the rest.”
It was really unfair for her mother to corner her like this. Even if Verrine were being forced to toss the torch, she didn’t have to wait around and watch the fire. She formed the image of Balam’s bedchamber within her mind, carefully preparing her escape. “As soon as the ceremony takes place, Balam will be my mate and Arioch will be my consort.” After watching her father’s jaw drop, she quickly added, “I’ve decided to keep them both.”
Flashing a triumphant smile at her mother, Verrine Shadow shifted out of sight.
Station X (3-in-1 Collection)
Aubrey Ross
Ravenous: One impulsive kindness lands Teladorian and Azariel in the middle of a vampire clan war. Sophie is unsure who she can trust, yet she’s fascinated by her enigmatic rescuers. Unable to ignore the volatile attraction growing between them, she allows them to hide her while they figure out who is trying to kill her.
Dangerous: Without warning, Monique finds herself trapped in a secluded castle, prisoner to the most dangerously appealing man she’s ever met. Instead of teaching Anthony how to adjust to modern society, Anthony—with the help of his personal guard—show her the unbelievable pleasures only attainable in a bygone world.
Sensuous: Captivated, yet challenged by Tess’s resistance, Victor enlists the help of Seth, an arrogant Elfin prince. Victor knows they can unleash her sensuality if they find a way beyond her emotional reserve. Seth woos her by day. Victor seduces her by night. And when her barriers begin to crumble, they combine their efforts, shattering her preconceived ideas of what love is all about.
