by Ava Mason
“Right now, I need to bury myself in you. To feel you wrapped around me. For you to show me that you want me too.”
I took in a deep breath. “Fuck, Christian.” I leaned up and slid his cock inside me. He gripped me tighter, shuddering.
“Is this what you want? What you need?” I moved my hips, groaning and grinding and feeling and fucking. Fucking him, the man who was willing to give something away that was so precious, so guarded, and so valuable.
“Yes, Pinky. That’s what I want.” He was a bigger person that I was, and fuck if I didn’t feel so loved and cherished that he thought me worth his love.
“You need my pussy, wrapped around your thick dick?” I wrapped my arms around his neck, kissing and nibbling. Not being gentle, but crushing my lips against his harshly. I tasted his lips, his teeth, his tongue. His chest hair rubbed against my breasts, causing a prickling sensation, and I ran my hands through the back of his head, pressing his face closer. Needing him closer, needing to feel his whole body against me. I pumped my hips, moving over his erection. “I want you, Christian. Your thick dick inside me, filling me up. You make me so fucking hot.”
“You have no idea what you do to me. How I think of you before I go to bed. How your sexy fuckable body fills my mind when I shower.”
“Do you jack off when you shower, Christian?”
He nodded his head, moving mine with it as our tongues tangled. “I can’t help it. You make me so hard. I need it.”
Suddenly a knifelike pain spread out from his hands, followed by a shot of pleasure. It moved up my back and I broke the kiss to arch my back into him, shoving him deeper into me. I took in a sharp breath and raised my eyebrows. His eyes stared into mine, deep and smoldering.
“Did you like that?”
I nodded, biting my lip.
“Do you want more?”
I shifted my hips in anticipation. “Yes.”
He did it again, except this time it started out a dull throb, toying with the pulsing nerves of my body, and it gradually increased until it was shooting up my back. I moaned, throwing my head back and increasing my pace on his dick. I wanted, needed him. I closed my eyes, feeling the ecstasy as he used his power to bring me close to the edge. All I could feel was his thickness filling me up, the ebb and flow of the knife’s edge of pain that was like no other. Then a sensation of utter passion washed over me, like a climax in my mind. I cried out, lost in a haze of lust and desire.
He bit my shoulder and I gripped his hair, fisting it. The slow burn of agony moved through me again, flowing through my hips and I groaned, graveling against him. “Shit, keep doing that.” I moved faster, pumping my hips and kissing him. He gripped my hips, moving them, egging me faster.
“Don’t stop, Christian. It feels so good.” A sharpness of pain hit my clit, followed by a wave of exquisite pleasure. It wrapped around my whole body and I grasped and thrashed against him, scraping my nails down his back as my orgasm came.
I rode it out, still grinding my hips against him as his strong and muscled arms held me over him. I opened my eyes, panting and needing more, needing him to come, to have his orgasm. Christian’s eyes were closed, his face filled with desire. I moved faster, driven with the need to consume him, to have his cum shoot up inside me, to know that he was so fucking in lust with me that it pushed him over the edge.
“Shit, Pinky. Don’t stop. Don’t stop.”
I moved faster, and his arms gripped me and then his mouth dropped open as he fell over the edge.
I watched the pleasure roll over him, loving the way he looked and knowing that I did that. Knowing that he loved me, that he would share me. A pressure, warm and crushing, filled my chest as tears sprung to my eyes. He did love me enough. I could be enough.
I burrowed into his chest and he slipped lower into the water so that it came up to our chest. Sitting down, he rested me on his knees, and held me close.
I listened to his heart, to the air moving through his lungs, to the gentle flow of the water. The air here was clear, clean. We were in our own paradise. He ran his gentle fingers through my hair and his love for me was so intense, so warm and giving that it filled me up. I was so lost in the emotion and in the feeling, that a tear rolled down my cheek.
His chest expanded as he took in a deep breath. He cupped his hands around my cheeks, forcing me to look up into his eyes.
“I love you, Pink. You are everything to me. I will give anything to be with you. And I will learn to share.”
I ran my nose over his cheek, feeling his silky skin against mine. “I will be anything, do anything you need, to make sure you don’t regret it.”
He shivered and studied my eyes. “Do you love me, too?”
I nodded. “Yes. I do.”
He kissed my forehead, my eyebrows, my nose, and then, softly, my lips. Then he pulled me to his chest again, swallowing me up in his large body and he whispered softly. “Thank you.”
I let the sound of water flowing around us whisper its secrets. “Christian? Why the water?” I looked up at him, my eyebrow raised.
He grinned and a rose blush marked his cheeks. His thumb stroked my back, shooting soft prickling sensations up it.
“What?” The way he was touching me, with the prickling and the shots of thrill. I wanted more. I needed more. “Tell me.”
He shifted his face to the side but I gripped his chin. “Tell me.” I kissed him, wrapping my arms around his neck. “Tell.” My lips traveled down his chin to his neck and I sucked it softly, while rubbing myself against his dick. “Me.”
He moaned, pressing his hand to my neck, pushing me closer. His hips twitched as his cock responded to me. Fucking dragons, I loved how fast they recovered.
I ran my fingers softly down his chest. “What is it?” I moved to his nipple and nibbled the tip. He jerked back. His stubborn eyes held mine as I looked up at him.
“Tell me.” I raked my teeth over his nipple, then bit it.
He yelped, throwing me back into the water. I went under, feeling the soft touch of the water spread my hair. I came to the surface, a grin on my face. “Don’t like that, do you?”
“Not after I come.” He grinned as I moved my mouth towards his nipple and nudged it with my nose. “Fine.” I raked my teeth softly, ever so soft over it. “But tell me anyway.”
He sighed. “Okay.”
He tugged at the bottom of my chin, pulling me up to kiss him softly. I climbed back into his lap and his erection pressed into my stomach.
“Because.” His thumb traced my bottom lip and I bit it softly, running my teeth over it. He stared at it, not looking in my eyes. “I’ve wanted you ever since Hawaii and I…” His cheeks were turning a soft pink. “One of my favorite, erm…”
I raised my eyebrow. “Fantasies?”
He nodded. “Were of you in the ocean. And I knew that a hot spring emptied into this river. It would be perfect.”
I wrapped my arms around his neck. “Like what, what was your favorite fantasy?”
His serious eyes were on mine now. “We were on a deserted Caribbean island.”
I kissed him softly, gently. “And that totally makes sense since you are a dragon and we could fly away.”
He shrugged, wrapping his arm tighter around my back.
“What else?” I kissed him again, rubbing myself against his erection. His lips closed around mine, sucking my tongue into his velvety mouth. I pulled back.
“What else?”
He groaned. “And the only clothes you had were torn and very… revealing.”
“And were the other guys on the island?” I smirked, teasing him but he was suddenly harder and I grinned. I pushed over his hardness, forcing him inside me.
He groaned, dragging in a breath as I moved slowly, swirling my hips and teasing him. “You like that, Christian? Like the thought of me fucking someone else?”
He threw his head back. “Yesss.”
“Ohhh.” I thought about the irony of that, grinning. “B
ut you know that I want you too, don’t you Christian? That I’ve wanted you ever since Hawaii too, but you’re the one who put me off.”
He nodded. “I.” He took in a breath. “Know.”
I leaned in, softly rubbing my lips against his. “That fantasy sounds amazing. We should totally make that happen sometime.”
He closed his eyes, giving in to my kiss as we slowly fucked again. “We totally should.”
I burst through the cabin door, shifting from my wolf back into my human form. I felt the flow of magic behind me as Christian shifted back into his human form, then he followed me into the cabin. Hunter and Easton were waiting for us, having seen us coming through the video feed.
Hunter was by the monitors, a rifle in his hands. Easton was right by the door and he handed Christian his uniform. When he didn’t give me anything, I gave him a pleading look; it was unlikely my uniform survived my shift. Grinning, Easton jerked his head towards my shredded uniform, which was spread out on one of the mattresses. “It’s over there.”
I put my hands across my chest. “You don’t have any other clothes here?”
He shrugged. “Just the blankets.”
“Here, Pinky.” Christian began to pull off his uniform but I just grunted, disappointed, and walked towards the blankets.
Hunter sighed. “Easton, quit screwing with her.”
Easton grinned but pulled Avery’s shirt out from behind him and handed it to me. “I just wanted to see what she would do.”
As I pulled it over my head, I remembered I’d left Avery’s pants on the shore of the river. Dangit.
Hunter smirked at Easton. “You just wanted to see her naked.”
He shrugged again. “Maybe.”
“How about your pants, Easton?”
He leaned into me, brushing his hands over my thighs. “I think we all prefer you to be the one without anything else on.”
He grinned, and no one else argued with him. He studied me silently, and I felt the bottom of Avery’s shirt, making sure that it was covering all the important bits. But his eyes shifted from me, to Christian, and I gave him a small nod, answering his unspoken question. Then I took in a deep breath and began to speak.
“Okay, we’re not going to wait any longer. We’re leaving as soon as I fix the mask. Then we’re going to confront Andre directly.” I looked at Hunter. “He’s requested a meeting to talk about the file we stole.”
“Fine.” Hunter got up and began to pack up the rifle. “We should be fine, we haven’t seen anyone since we got here. Plus, Easton flew the area recently; there are no signs of anyone else coming.”
So he’d probably seen us in the river.
I swallowed, looking at Easton. “And Avery?”
He shook his head. “I didn’t see him.”
I took in a deep breath. “Okay.” I bit my lip thinking. “We’ll deal with him later. Let’s get ready.”
The cabin was already clean and everything was packed. The trash was bagged up by the door, we’d take it with us so it didn’t rot in the unused cabin.
We sat on the floor with the mask still in its case. I sat on my knees to make sure nothing showed but Christian gave me a folded blanket and I put it over my lap. Then I faced all three guys.
“First, I wanted to just clear the air.”
Christian grinned and looked away. Easton and Hunter quietly waited for me to finish. They all knew what was coming.
“I’ve never thought that I would fall for four guys all at once, but that’s exactly what’s happened. I would like to take you up on your offer, to share you all, except that…” Taking in a deep breath, I pulled my shoulders up and held my hands out. “Except that I know that you all have been struggling with it a little bit. I need to make sure that everyone is happy with that decision.”
“Is that what you’ve decided then, for sure?” Easton wanted me to be clear.
“Yes.” I nodded, sure of myself. “What do you all think?”
“I’m in.” Easton answered first, looking at Christian and Hunter. “I want the team to stay together and I think we work well enough together to keep things as they are. We can all share.” He looked back at me. “As long as you keeps things fair and don’t play favorites.”
I nodded. “I agree.”
Hunter looked at Christian. “You?”
Christian stared at Hunter for a moment, and Christian nodded his head.
“Are you sure, man? I know you had other plans, after everything that happened wit—” He looked at me. “That happened before.”
Christian’s lips grew firm and he turned to me. “This is what I want, too.”
I grinned then turned to stare at Hunter. Even though he’d already given me an answer, I wanted everyone to hear it. He leaned in to give me a kiss. “Absolutely, Princess.” Butterflies flit through my chest and I smiled.
“What about Avery?”
Hunter and Easton laughed.
“He’ll get over it.” Christian answered me.
“Are you sure?” I raised my eyebrow.
They all nodded.
“Yes, we’re sure.” Easton’s voice was firm.
I took in a deep breath, feeling such relief and then Easton recklessly yanked me to him, claiming my mouth. Fire shot to my belly as his hands ran through my hair, tugging it through his fingers. A hand moved my hair to the side, then Hunter was kissing the back of my neck, his fingers brushing against my thighs to edge my shirt up higher. His hands moved up my stomach, bringing my shirt with him. His fingers softly claimed the skin right under my breasts, which were pebbled tightly at the tip, still kissing the back of my neck.
A shot of burning electricity ran up my leg and into the vee of my thighs and Christian pushed my ass forward, biting the skin right below it. His tongue roughly licked my skin, then kissed it gently. Pinpricks of pain mixed with pleasure moved up my thighs as he worked his way closer to my inner thigh.
All three men were claiming me at once, sending shots of ember and flame across my senses. I was swallowed up, drowning in emotions and of lust and power. I was a blaze of sex and fucking and sin and my necklace burned into my skin.
Easton growled, pulling my hair tight to force my head up. I opened my eyes; his were trained fiercely on my face.
“Guys.” His voice was low and tight. “Guys, stop. I think she needs a break.”
I looked down to see that the skin under my necklace was bubbling from the heat and blue magic was flowing through the air, surrounding us with its energy. It pressed against the sides of the cabin, threatening to burst it open.
Easton leaned back, letting me go. Christian sat up and turned my face towards him, kissing me softly. Hunter’s hands moved up my sides to the top of my chest, healing the skin under my necklace. Then he moved his hands away and only Christian was kissing me. The magic softened, slowly dragging across the room towards me. His kiss was warm and soothing. Then he bit my lip playfully and dragged his lips away from mine.
I stared at them, biting my lip and blushing. “Whoops.”
Taking in a deep breath, Hunter dragged his hand through his hair. “Well, then. Maybe just one-on-one from here on out.”
Easton just grinned and Christian moved his hand up to my shoulder, nodding. I gave him a snarky look, knowing how he really felt.
Easton grabbed my arm and pulled me to him, wrapping his arm around me tight, and kissed me again. His lips were soft but his kiss was demanding. Then he pulled away. “Let’s get this shit done. We’ll find Avery soon and sit on him until he gives in.”
I laughed. “Hells yeah.” I looked at Hunter. “Call Liam. Tell him we’re leaving in twenty.”
“Christian, can you sit behind me please?” We were all facing the mask now, and I was relying on my powers to fix it. He nodded and pulled me into his lap. I leaned into him as he wrapped his arms around me. He felt so good, so comforting. I took in a deep breath, feeling a huge weight lift off my chest as I looked at the men around me.
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Grabbing Hunter’s hand and, stroking it softly with my thumb, I put it to my chest. Easton put his hand on my knee. I wrapped my other hand around my mother’s necklace. It was my necklace now, my mother’s legacy. I closed my eyes, focusing on it and the magic inside awoke. It burned and pulsed in my palm.
Letting the necklace go, I moved my hand over the mask. I searched inside myself, clinging to the spark of magic, then breathed life into it.
It surged, billowing inside and around me. It spread out and clung to my guys, caressing them softly. It loved them just as I did.
I focused the magic now, moving it towards the mask. It channeled like a funnel, pouring into the mask. I opened my eyes; the magic flowed through the eyes and mouth in an eerie whoosh, moving the edges together. It also surrounded the bullet, and I knew it was fixing anything there, pulling out any malignant intent.
Then it finished, molding and sealing the mask together. The mask rose in the air, just like the book had that day that seemed so long ago. Suddenly the blue magic burst through the room, dispersing just as quickly as it came and I held my hands out, catching the mask. It looked like it had never broken.
A grin broke out on my face and Hunter leaned over to rub his mouth across my cheek, whispering in my ear. “You are so fucking sexy when you fix ancient shit with your magic.”
I grinned. “Watch how sexy I get when we confront that bastard Andre.”
9
I took in a deep breath, pausing outside the entrance to Andre’s building. Hunter stood in front of me, taking my hand. His breath tickled my neck and I looked up.
“Everything’s going to be fine.”
I smiled. “I know.” I swallowed hard. “I’ve lived my whole life with Garrett breathing down my back. Always insulting me when my dad wasn’t around. I always knew that he hated me. But I knew it was because he wanted to be the Alpha. He wasn’t strong enough to take down my dad, so he took it out on me.” I played with his fingers. “But then I come here, and now someone else wants me dead.” I looked into his eyes. “Maybe it’s me. Maybe I bring out something in people. Maybe I’m just cursed.”
