“If it wasn’t for you having to go through all of that, we would never have met you. You sacrificed this for us,” Zane said.
“There is a reason the Fates designed you and us. It is their perfect plan. You cannot doubt that. Never doubt yourself and never doubt us. We love you. We have always loved you. Denying you would be denying ourselves and we are selfish bastards. We are never going to deny ourselves,” Juliran said.
“Are you looking, Lucie? See how we see you. There is nothing, nothing, but love,” Kyel said.
The images continued to swirl around her, one after the other. She had never seen herself from the outside. All she knew was what was going on in her mind and in her heart.
“Don’t deny us anymore, Lucie. Please, accept us. We’re pleading with you. Please, open your heart and take us in,” Kyel said.
Everything she’d denied herself, she’d also denied them. That was the ultimate selfish thing she could ever do. How could she deny these three beautiful men anything? They were the missing parts of her soul, and she was their missing part. To separate them all would be to never know fulfilment, never know ultimate love. That was something she would never do to them.
The final wall that encased her heart shattered like a brittle shell, and as it did, the invisible barrier that held them from her disappeared.
As one, they strode over to her and gathered her in their arms, kissing her mouth, cheek, eyelids, forehead. Their hands were on her thigh, waist, arm, shoulder. They surrounded her, and a sigh rippled through her entire being.
“Yes. Yes, I take you. I… I love you. All of you. You are the three-quarters of my soul that I’ve been missing. I accept you. That’s if… you accept me.”
Kyel’s throaty chuckle sounded in her ear. “We accepted you the moment we laid eyes on you, our sweet mate. Our human female. Our beautiful Lucie.”
There was a clash of thunder and a freezing wind battered them from all sides. Wind whipped her hair into her eyes and icy shards sent white hot slices of pain where they cut her skin. The wind roared and howled, and thick darkness descended on them so fast it was as though a light was switched off. It was only her fingers tangled in her mates’ clothing that anchored her.
“Take us somewhere safe, Lucie. Take us out of here,” Kyel yelled over the cacophony of the storm.
She closed her eyes, seeking that warm place in her mind that all four of them could be together. Blackness descended and all images slipped through her mind as through there was no place to cling. She thought of her bedroom in the palace. The beautiful garden outside. The calming lounge area she’d spent many nights with their parents and sister. She couldn’t seem to hold the image in her mind.
“I... can’t. It’s not letting me. It’s too strong.” Lucie sobbed into Kyel’s broad chest.
Another clash of thunder boomed. The gale force wind sent them staggering. Kyel’s strong arms wrapped around her when Juliran was ripped away from their huddled group, gripped by an invisible force. Kyel and Zaen fisted their hands in his shirt and drew him back to them. He wrapped his arms about Lucie and his brothers, clinging to them.
“Keep close, brother. It wants to separate us,” Zaen said.
“It’s fighting Lucie—fighting us—every step of the way,” Zaen said, cupping the back of her head in his large palm.
“It wants to separate us,” Zaen said.
“If it succeeds, we won’t stand a chance,” Juliran said.
“We have to mate-sync. Together we will be stronger,” Kyel said.
“But how can we do that? This is not real. We’re in Lucie’s mind. We can only mate-sync in our physical bodies.” Juliran flinched as the cyclonic wind smashed over a table and send a lamp crashing to the floor.
“Lucie, you’re in control. Imagine somewhere safe you can take us all to.” Zaen tightened his hold around her.
The wind snatched her clothes and whipped her hair about her face. All she could do was cling to her mates and bury her head against Kyel’s broad, warm chest. She was blinded. Confused. Terrified.
She didn’t know if she was crying, or if it was the icy rain on her face. She could never stand up against such force. She’d never even stood up against Grant. She’d only run away from him. She’d never stayed to fight against any of her perpetrators. She was weak. A coward. Prey.
She shook her head, trembling from head to toe. How could she stand up to such an evil force when all she was too scared to move? “I could show you memories, but I can’t take four of us away from here. I... I’m not strong enough.”
“Yes, you can, Lucie. We have complete faith in you,” Juliran said.
Their faith was misplaced. She couldn’t do this. They were going to die, and it was all her fault. Her hands began to shake with the force of holding on to them.
“I won’t let you down. I will not give you up…”
Her eyes snapped open. “Wh… what?”
Was that Juliran… singing?
“All we have to do now, is take these lies and make them true…” Zaen spoke the words, but the tune was there in her head.
“You know this song? How?” They couldn’t know it. She’d never sung to them. Not since she’d been abducted.
“You sang it, Lucie. We watched you on stage in the diner. Freedom. I won’t let you down. Freedom. I will not give you up.”
Her mind spun. She’d been so confused, but she knew she had been on stage. Whether that was in her mind hadn’t mattered. They’d watched and now they repeated every word back she’d sung. They’d listened. It was the only time where she felt like her true self, as though nothing in her life could touch her. That was why she loved singing so much. It took her away.
“Sing with us, Lucie. I would love to hear your voice again,” Kyel said.
They started to sing together, word for word. They’d not only listened to her. They’d heard her. They knew her. They understood her. They were all quarters of the same soul. How could they not?
And singing was the only thing that could make her forget about everything and had the power to take her away. Take them away.
More mouths formed the words as they quietly sang. A roll of thunder gathered in the distance and bore down towards them like a bomb waiting to explode. Ice hurled at them, cutting and blinding and ripping into them like skeletal fingers. A terrifying face made from the clouds itself raced towards them. It moved closer and larger and more terrifying with each passing second.
“We won the race. Got out of the place…”
She clung to them like a limpet in a storm. She was never going to let go. Never.
She sang with them, her voice getting louder and clearer. The wind gathered, bearing down on them, the bomb waiting to explode. She didn’t care if this was the last thing she would ever know. She was with her mates. She was singing. She’d found the kind of love she was seeking all her life. She’d discovered her place of peace that she only had when she sang, and now that place included them.
She opened her heart, accepted them. The bond pulsed between them. White and gold threads of light wrapped around them all. The light thread swelled and expanded around them, meeting the oncoming rush of thunder and cyclonic wind.
A massive detonation exploded around them. Her body shook with the power of the blast. She closed her eyes and tucked her face into Kyel’s chest. An intense white light encased them and then faded away.
The wind was gone. Her skin tingled with warmth. She could breathe again. Slowly, she opened her eyes. They stood in the middle of her bedroom in the palace. Curtains billowed at her open windows, letting in a warm breeze sweetened by the flowers of the garden outside. The chirps of small animals sounded in the background.
The entity was gone. They were safe.
“Have we… Are we...?” Lucie gasped.
“I don’t believe we are really in your bedroom,” Zaen said.
Lucie looked about. It seemed like they were. It seemed real enough. The floor was solid. The wind was
soft. The smells were subtle. “Why?”
“Because in reality, we are standing over your body in the medi-bay and we are all holding the Erion crystal. If we were truly back, we would have woken there,” Zaen said.
“Then… why are we here?” Lucie said.
“I believe we are still trapped, Lucie. We are still in your mind and while we are here, the entity is stronger. It will never let us go,” Zaen said.
“Then how are we going to get out of here? How can we escape?” Lucie asked.
Kyel tucked his knuckle beneath her chin and lifted her head. His eyes glowed brighter. “We must become stronger than the entity. The only we way we can escape is to mate-sync, to join with you mind, body, and soul. Our connected souls will be no match for something as evil as that. Will you take the final step and accept us, Lucie? Will you complete our bond so that together we can fight this entity and escape?”
Chapter Sixteen
Lucie
Would she take that final step and offer herself to these three men? Could she? Was she capable? Would they still accept her even though all her flaws had been laid bare?
She stepped away from them, distancing herself. She let her gaze flow over them, committing every little detail to memory. Juliran’s eyes softened as he regarded her. A smile tugged at Zaen’s mouth and Kyel traced his fingertip along the line of her jaw.
Together they were stronger. She’d learned never to rely on anyone, and yet how could she live without these men. Her mates. They’d rescued her from the torture of the reptiles. Been by her side everyday helping her to heal from her ordeal at the palace. They’d even followed her into the construct of her mind to help her.
Her men. Her mates. She could no more leave them, than she could her torrid past. While her past had shaped her, she looked at her future right in the eyes.
Hadn’t she always wanted someone just to love her? Treat her with kindness? It had been why she’d opened her heart again and again, but she’d been looking in the wrong places. Now she didn’t have to look any further.
These men were here for her. They weren’t going to hurt her. They were going to love her. She hadn’t paused to think about how she felt about them. The voice had never given her the headspace to think about it, but now she didn’t think she could live without them.
She didn’t want to.
She clenched her fist over her heart as the brittle wall she’d built around it began to shatter. Hot tears blurred her vision and she untied the cord from her waist and let the robe fall to pool around her feet. The warm air whispered over her skin. Her nipples pebbled beneath the heated intensity in their eyes.
She stood wordlessly before them naked, body and soul. Offering herself. Waiting.
They stalked towards her as one. Kyel’s fingers ploughed through her hair. He tilted her head back and his mouth descended. His kiss was brutal and inflamed her veins with heat. His tongue dove into her mouth without mercy. His lips took and his tongue lapped. He pressed the front of his body against hers and she felt the hard neediness of his erection as he ground it into her abdomen. Heat pooled between her thighs and liquid arousal coursed through her veins.
Kyel’s hands slid down her shoulders and trailed down her arms to pin them behind her back, sending goosebumps scattering over her skin. She gasped, and then groaned as the position made her arch her back, her sensitive nipples brushing against the material of Kyel’s T-Shirt.
He spun her around, keeping her hands locked together in the small of her back. Zaen and Juliran were only a hairsbreadth away. The heat from their bodies washed over her and a deep shiver worked through her. She wanted to touch them, for them to touch her, but Kyel held her back.
“Do you accept Zaen and Juliran as well as myself as your Quad? Do you accept the full consequences of the mate sync? Will you join with us now and forever and complete us as no other can? Say the word, mate, and we will worship you as the goddess you are. Now and forever,” Kyel rasped.
Her mind was hazy with desire, her body so sensitive the air felt as though it stroked her skin. There was only one compounding thought in her mind, an insistent need that she’d fought against for too long, something she never should have had to fight against at all. “Yes. Please. I accept all of you. Please… please join with me and form our Quad. Please, Kyel. Zaen. Juliran. Accept me. Take my body, my mind, my soul. Make me yours and make you mine.”
“We love you, our mate. We always have. You will never be alone again. Through our bond you will only know happiness, tenderness and love. This is my promise to you.” Zaen fell upon her mouth. His tongue dove into her hot, wet heat, gliding against her tongue in a deep, languid sweep, while his hands covered her breasts. He rolled her nipples between his fingers, crushed the sensitive tissue in his large palms, stroked her flesh with a masterful touch.
Juliran fell to his knees. His hands splayed over her thighs, branding her with his touch. She felt his warm breath flare over her pussy. She widened her stance and parted her thighs before he leaned forward. He held her nether lips apart with his thumbs and planted his face between her thighs. His chin nudged her legs further apart. His tongue slid through her folds, licking, laving, savoring and his nose rubbed against her clit, edging her higher and higher.
He slid his tongue along her cleft, circled her clit with the tip around and around before taking it into his mouth and sucking. Hard.
Kyel nibbled her earlobe and trailed wet, light little kisses down her neck before opening his mouth and biting down on the part of her body where her neck met her shoulder.
She jolted and an electric sensation whipped through her body. Her orgasm burst through her like a tsunami of heat, and it felt like she blew apart and scattered to the ends of the universe before drifting back together once again.
“That’s it, Lucie. Let us care for you. Let us love you,” Kyel murmured onto her ear.
Her legs buckled and he easily caught her in his arms. He lifted her and deposited her onto the soft bed.
Zaen wrapped his hands around each ankle. His eyes glowed bright blue. She gasped when she felt the power of his gaze locking with her. “I need to taste you as well, mate. May I taste you? May I put my mouth on your pussy and lick you until you scream and eat you as you find your pleasure?”
All she could do was draw a shaky breath and nod. She wanted him there. She would open herself to him and let him taste her most intimate part of her body. She realized she would let him do anything he wanted to her because she knew he would never hurt her, or take her selfishly, or use her in any way. Her pleasure was his, and his was hers. He was Zaen, one of the most precious souls she’d ever known. His love pulsed around her. Through her. It was so pure, so strong and unending.
He kissed his way up her body and she eagerly parted her thighs. She was seared with his fingers, his tongue, his mouth. Her flesh quivered wherever he touched her. Her blood was on fire, needing him to kiss her there. Her body pulsed with an almost painful need.
Finally, he reached the juncture of her thighs. He lay on his stomach and sank his face into her pussy. She jerked with the first touch and would have slid away if hands hadn’t kept her in place.
As Zaen sank his tongue through her cleft and speared her, she looked up to see Kyel over her. He was blessedly undressed, on his knees at her shoulders, and fisted his rock-solid cock. Zaen laved her and kissed her between her thighs, her blood screaming for more.
Kyel’s hand circled the base of his cock and drew it up and down his shaft. His eyes were dark, and her gaze ran over his horns, down his face, over the swirling tattoos on his body and rock-hard pecs, and down to his cock. He owned a body for war, for fighting, for survival and god, if that didn’t make her hotter.
She had to touch him. Had to taste him. Couldn’t stand to lie there and merely watch him. She gripped the base of his cock. He shucked in a quick breath as she circled his width before sliding her hands along his hard length just as he’d done moments before. His hands fisted
on his hips and he swayed as she worked him with her hand.
But that wasn’t enough. She gripped his base and tugged him to her mouth. He went easily with her. She opened, dragging her tongue along his slit. His tangy flavor burst over her tongue. She groaned and enveloped him with her mouth. He slid inside her, carefully, slowly until the tip reached the back of her throat before he withdrew.
He slid back and forth in her mouth. His hands threaded through her hair, locking her head in place as he fucked her mouth. She curled her palm over the back of his thigh, helping to guide him in with each smooth tilt of his hips.
“That’s it, my beautiful mate. Take me into your mouth. Let me fuck you in that wet hole before I fuck you where Zaen’s mouth now is.”
She shuddered at his intentions. He’d spoken as though he knew her deepest thoughts.
“I’m going to suck your breasts. Take your nipples into my mouth and devour your sweet skin.” Kyel’s heated, gravelly voice made her shiver.
There was a flare of warm breath, before a searing heat caressed her breast as Juliran suckled first one nipple and then the other. Her body shuddered with the touch of three men devouring her, three intimate touches, all gentle, all loving, but slowly building up into something more piqued.
She slid her hands through Juliran’s hair and latched onto his horn. She circled it as though it was his cock and slid her hand from base to tip. Up and down, she squeezed the velvety texture as she worked her hand. His mouth went lax on her breast and a deep shudder rocked his body.
“Mate… that is… indescribable.” His voice was hoarse and she realized their horns must be as sensitive as their cocks. He sucked her breast into his mouth, biting gently, and flicked her nipple with his tongue.
Then it was all too much. Sensation grew and grew. All she knew was mouths and hands touching her, cocks on her, in her, and a warm, loving, all-consuming connection stirring to life. Another climax burst through her. She jerked, her muscles locking as a blue-green light sparkled around her, like millions of glittering stars, or a thousand multi-faceted diamonds under the brightest light.
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