by Setta Jay
Dorian climbed up behind her, his chest at her back, and she closed her eyes and let herself fall into whatever happened. She felt the warm tip of Tynan’s cock rub against her lips. She opened, sampling his pre-come. He tasted sweet, good, but nowhere as incredible as Dorian’s addicting flavor.
She felt the heat of her mate against her back; big hands moved over her stomach and up to caress her breasts. Her piercing moved back and forth, putting pressure on her clit, driving her wild. He was using his ability to make her crazy.
“Suck him deep, and make him come, Rain.”
She could hear the strain in his voice. She sucked hard and heard Tynan’s deep groan. His hands were at her cheeks, and he was being gentle as he slid in and out of her mouth.
I need you to use your hands, pump him and play with his balls. Make him come hard and fast. I’m starting to lose control, Rain. Watching him, knowing that mouth is mine and it’s wrapped around his fucking dick.
She lifted her hands and pumped the base as she swirled her tongue. The intense manipulation of her nipples and clit was driving her insane.
You have to stop. I can’t concentrate, she begged.
Good, he growled in her mind, making her pussy clench. He was losing it, and it was making her hotter.
One of his palms drifted down her stomach, slipping inside the dress at her waist. It slid lower over her mound and jewelry, and two fingers dipped inside her.
Do it, Rain. Make him come knowing that I’m in your pussy and you’re hot, wet and ready to fucking come all over my fingers. Tell me who your pleasure belongs to.
You. Damn him, he was killing her. Her hips were circling for more as she sucked Tynan off.
She pumped her hand faster, used harder suction until finally Tynan came down her throat with a strangled groan. She was still strung tight as she swallowed. She was panting and so close. She leaned back against Dorian’s chest and ground her pussy into his hand until she exploded all over his fingers.
He caressed her through it, and when she finally opened her eyes, she saw Tynan watching them, tension bracketing his mouth. His cock was already hard, and she knew they’d only just started. She took a couple of deep breaths.
Dorian laid her down, resting her head on a pillow, and slipped the dress from her waist. She was nude and so ready for more. She watched him, knowing that he needed her eyes on him. Which worked well since she couldn’t tear her gaze away.
“Show us your pussy, nymph.”
She whimpered and opened her legs. His fingers played with her clit and dipped into her juices to coat first one nipple followed by the other. His fingers slid back in, and he painted it over her lips.
Tynan moved in and plunged his cock inside, and she bit her lip. She didn’t know what to do. It felt good to be filled, but wrong because it wasn’t her mate. Dorian shook his head and leaned down to lick her lips. How could he want to kiss her when she’d had another male’s come down her throat?
I’ll always want to kiss you. He blew out a breath and looked down at her with regret. There is nothing wrong in what we’re doing. Most others do this purely for excitement and to get off. I don’t want you to remember this night with guilt. This night is sacred to us. Tonight we make you Immortal, and you and I will bond for eternity. It’s not supposed to be about me being a jealous dick. I’m fine. I don’t like sharing you, but I love watching you come, and believe me, nymph, tonight you will come over and over.
She searched his eyes and realized that Tynan had stopped moving. Dorian looked back and nodded, so the Aletheia pushed in again, and she bit her lip. “We’re going to make you come hard, Rain.” He kissed her, his tongue slipping inside her lips to taste and tempt her. He seemed to have found some peace with what they were doing, and she felt a million times better with his lips on hers.
I want your lips around me. I want to replace his taste with mine. Will you do that, Rain? Will you make me come down your throat as he fucks your sweet pussy?
She moaned and nodded. Gods, what was he doing to her. He licked off the juices he’d painted on her nipples, and her fingers went into his hair as he nipped and pulled at them. His eyes flashed wickedly at her when he moved to straddle her chest. She could feel Tynan’s strokes, and it was hot and exciting.
Dorian traced her lips with his cock. Her hands came up to stroke the base, but he grabbed them and restrained them against the pillow on either side of her head. Now suck me. His hips tilted and rocked his shaft into her mouth as she sucked hard. He growled, and his head went back. He looked so animalistic. More than he’d ever had, and more liquid slipped from her body to coat Tynan’s cock. She moaned around his shaft, loving that he pinned her down to take what he wanted. The near feral gleam in his eyes was setting her off, and she bucked her hips, wanting to come so damn bad. That’s it. Take what you want, buck and fight me as I pin you down and fuck your mouth. Know that Tynan’s inside your sweet little pussy, but soon it’ll be my cock in there as I give him your perfect ass. You’ll be stuffed full of cock, Rain. More full than you can imagine.
She moaned, and his cock pushed deeper into her throat. Swallow, he demanded as he pushed in a little more. Your soft lips will never take another cock besides mine. She kept swallowing, taking what she could; then he pulled back until just the tip was inside. He pushed in again, and she could tell by the quickening of Tynan’s thrusts that he was close. His strokes were getting harder, and she felt her walls clenching around him. There was a tug against her clit as Dorian manipulated the piercing again to drive her over the edge.
Come, Rain.
She did, doing her best not to clamp her jaw down as she screamed through it. She heard Tynan’s shout a second later, and her pussy heated with hard jets of come. Dorian’s strokes got faster as she sucked and licked the underside of his cock. She saw his muscles tense, and then he pulled back just so the head was out of her mouth, his hand pumping his thick cock in front of her lips. “Keep your mouth open and swallow it all. I don’t want my dick to shock you.” He’d done the same before. Making sure to never stay in her mouth in case the electrical currents could hurt her. She doubted they would, and she had every intention of testing her theory when she was Immortal and could heal if she was wrong. Her mouth opened wide, and his come pumped past her lips and onto her tongue. She swallowed every last drop and then lifted her head and licked the tip. He groaned and looked a little wild.
She was flipped around so fast she couldn’t process what was happening. His legs were over the edge of the bed, and she straddled his hips. His cock firmed beneath her, and she rubbed against it. “Lift up.” He positioned his shaft at her entrance and slid his cock home. He pulled her chest down over him, thrusting up so that he was buried all the way to the root. He captured her arms behind her back so her breasts were pushed tight to his torso and her ass was exposed and vulnerable. She moaned, knowing just how she must look with her pussy stretching tight around his cock and her ass offered up. Her breathing was erratic. This was what she was anxious for. Ever since he’d put the toy in her small back hole, she wanted to know what it was like with two real cocks inside her. She refused to feel guilty that it turned her on.
She could barely move, but her hips bucked uncontrollably.
“Use plenty of lube. I want it to feel really good for her.”
She couldn’t see what was happening behind her, and it added to her arousal. After a moment she felt Tynan’s fingers slicking lube over her ass and gasped. She was having trouble staying still with Dorian’s cock impaling her. He was bigger around than Tynan, and he stretched out her walls.
I need to move, she begged through their link.
Soon. His voice vibrated back to her, almost a growl.
Her ass was invaded with slick fingers, pushing and caressing, and she tried tilting her hips for more, rubbing her clit hard against Dorian.
He grunted, but held her so tight she couldn’t move her face from his chest. She gasped when she felt the other cock. “P
ush against me, Rain,” Tynan instructed, and she did.
They all groaned when he lodged the head inside. “So tight. Damn. Is it hurting you?” Tynan asked.
“No,” she keened. It was the total opposite. She wanted more. Wanted to feel them both deep. Needed to be full.
“Do it,” Dorian ordered Tynan.
The Aletheia’s cock inched further inside her ass as she panted and shimmied for more. The lube made her skin tingle in the best way. It added to the sensation of her hard nipples pinned against Dorian as she was filled with two hard cocks. She mewled as her ass stretched. Tynan’s fingers gripped her hips gently as he sank inside. “I’m in,” she heard him pant out. She was so damn full she didn’t know what could feel hotter until they started working in tandem and she lost all breath. One out, the other in, massaging her walls and making her cry out for more. The thrusts gained speed as she mewled into her mate’s chest, and release claimed her, hard. They kept fucking her, and she thought she would lose her mind until she felt Dorian tensing. He came, and the jolts rocked her over the edge all over again.
“What the fuck?” Tynan groaned and came in her ass. She wondered if he was feeling the electricity too.
She was dizzy and achy, but so damn sated she couldn’t move if she had to. She felt Tynan slip from her body. Dorian’s voice came out gravelly, a little remorseful. “Thank you.”
“Happy mating, my friend, a vial of my blood is by the chalice.”
She felt Dorian’s nod. She knew he was talking about the fact that to digest Dorian’s blood she needed a drop of an Aletheia’s mixed in. The entire thing sounded disgusting, but it was the only way.
Dorian released her arms and started massaging them. He pushed her hair off of her face and kissed her gently.
“Rest.”
Chapter 32
Guardian Manor, Tetartos Realm
Brianne lay awake in her suite, her mind rolling around all that Sirena had said. Mutated cells. What did that really mean?
She was debating avoiding sleep again like she had the night before. If he truly had been sharing her dream, he knew she felt more for him than just loving his cock. Damn, she hoped that wasn’t the case. She chewed on her lower lip. If she slept, would she find herself back there with him?
She closed her eyes tight. She’d done things there she never would have done had she known. She’d let herself be vulnerable.
So much was happening in their world. All the matings after so many centuries, and now a pregnancy so soon after Gregoire claimed Alyssa. It would have been exciting if she didn’t have the sick feeling something more was happening. The Creators wouldn’t be back, but they’d warned the Guardians before leaving that the Gods would one day be needed. Was that time closing in? She hoped to hell it wasn’t. The last thing the Realms needed was Ares and Artemis awakening, sick bastards that they were. What possible use would they be to anything good? They were one of the main reasons the Guardians had so much trouble. They’d spawned the damn Tria, for fuck’s sake. She pinched the bridge of her nose and considered sleep for the millionth time.
In the end she decided it was better if she went to him again. Maybe do some damage control.
Her eyes closed, and she lay there waiting. After several deep breaths, she finally relaxed and felt it take her under.
“Where were you?” dream Vane demanded. His hands were on his hips, and his eyes flashed accusingly.
Shit. She really was sharing her dreams with him, wasn’t she?
He stalked toward her, and she tried for flippant. “I found another hot locale and was snoozing there.”
He grabbed her, and she released her talons, free to attack. She didn’t like the look in his eyes. She’d always made him prove his strength, that he was worthy before she let him fuck her. Her beast loved the game and the fact that he was the only one that could best her, aside from her brothers. Only now it felt forced, not what it used to be.
“So we’re back to this, then?” he growled.
“We’re not back to anything. We were only having fun, Vane. So I got a little kinky in my dreams.”
His hands held her arms behind her back as he glared at her. “Kinky? I don’t think so.”
Her heart raced, and her eyes shot open. Damn him. Now she didn’t even get to sleep. She was screwed. Worse, she had no idea what the whole connection thing was until Sirena did more tests. She jumped out of bed. She needed to fly.
Chapter 33
Temple of Consummation, Tetartos Realm
Dorian owed Tynan. He’d treated the male no better than a prized stud, and he hadn’t deserved that shit.
He ran a hand over his face. “Are you okay?” She’d come hard all over his dick, wrung the come from his body when she’d clamped around him like a vise.
“I’m okay. A little sore, though.” She waggled her eyebrows.
His lips tilted as he stared down at her beautiful face. He knew she wanted him to apply cream to all the sore spots. “I’ll make sure to fix that. That’s the only trouble?”
She nodded. “I feel good.”
He saw Conn standing outside, looking at the sea. They needed to get the blood bonding over with, but it made his gut clench just thinking about it.
She looked up at him, knowing. “I’ll be fine. I have to see it.”
All his horrors and failures would be lined up for her, he knew it. The only memories she’d see were his strongest, and the vast majority were not good.
He kissed her and got up to get the cream, glad he’d asked Tynan to bring it with him. He wouldn’t need the male’s blood. He’d arranged for some of Uri’s to complete the bond. He really owed Tynan, big time. Maybe he would buy him another boat and have Bastian teleport it over. Yes, he’d get him a bigger boat. The male loved to sail.
He uncapped the jar and moved to the bed. She was snuggled up on her side, watching him. She painted a gorgeous picture. He moved her over onto her stomach and slid his fingers in to apply the healing cream to her abused pussy and ass. He would be taking her again after the blood bonding.
He looked forward to her becoming Immortal, taking Nereid form. She really would be his sea goddess, and he didn’t doubt for a second that he would be chasing her through the waters. He was eagerly anticipating not having to temper his strength when he was taking her. Until he could stop holding back and give her everything and not worry about harming her.
“Let me clean you up, and then we’ll have Conn come in and watch over the blood bonding.”
She nodded, and he lifted her into his arms and carried her over to the cleansing alcove in the corner. The water started flowing from the ceiling mount, and he took his time cleaning her before drying her skin.
Conn.
His brother came in and smiled at them. He grabbed the chalice and ceremonial blade, and then pulled out a vial from his pocket. Uri’s blood.
He took her lips as Conn sliced into his forearm. He didn’t want her to see that.
I’m going to bite your shoulder as you drink from the cup, nymph.
It happened very fast. She drank, and he sank his teeth into her smooth skin, partially transforming to use his sharp fangs. She flinched, and he quickly licked at the sting as his beast hummed inside at being able to mark her.
Her memories started flashing in his mind.
Loneliness as she played by herself as a small child. Her mother and father sitting to the side with books. They’d share smiles, but wouldn’t take the time to play with her.
Hunger as she walked through a market. A small hand darting out to swipe a piece of fruit, panic when the shop owner turned. A female child about the same size, with brown hair and pale green eyes, making fruit fall in the other direction, a distraction. Adrenaline, running as fast as her small legs would carry her. Relief, then excitement as the other child followed her. Laughter as they played and talked.
Another flash.
She was older, so was the green-eyed girl. So much happiness filled her when
she pulled a pan of something from an oven. A hug from the other girl’s mother. Complete joy from the affectionate touch.
Swimming in the sea. Her creatures surrounding her, loving her. Exhilaration, excitement, freedom. Hugging their backs and letting them take her far out into the cold water.
Elation, pride. Showing a grown Alyssa her empty shop with boxes and shelves. They smilingly started rummaging through the inventory.
Disappointment and sadness as she stood at an Emfanisi and faked a smile for Alyssa. Knowing that she would age and die. Berating herself for believing she might find a mate. Resolve to live her life to the fullest.
Lying in a bed. Regret and disappointment filling her heart as she looked at the spots of blood on the bedding, wondering why it hadn’t been as amazing as she imagined.
Sirena telling her she was mated and being hit with the biting pain of rejection.
Blinding intensity and pleasure as he made love to her the first time. So much heat and lust… connection.
Him seeing her with her creatures. Pride, longing for him to see her as powerful, special, worthy.
Pain, panic, need to get to him. Moving through rubber and reforming. Blood, pain, unable to breathe. Seeing his fear and knowing he really cared for her. Worry she might die and lose him.
Him saying the words to bind himself to her, the flow of Sirena’s power as the mark rose over his skin. Love. Heart-wrenching love.
He came back to himself and just stared at her. She was his. He nearly choked from the emotion slicing him deep. She loved him so damn much it nearly broke him. He never imagined seeing so much pain, hope, strength in such a young female. He lifted her into his lap and waited, swallowing. He would give her the fucking world on a damn platter.
