19. Luc
19
LUC
The soft glow of the desk lamp falls across Matilda’s sleeping face, her cheek pressed against the worn pages of a spell book. Her breathing is deep and even, one hand still loosely gripping the pen that’s left a dark smudge on her notes beneath it.
I exchange glances with Vex and Draven. She’s been pushing herself too hard, but none of us had the heart to stop her when she was so deep in research mode.
Moving around the table, Hellfire ripples beneath my skin as I gather her gently in my arms. She doesn’t stir, completely exhausted.
Chaos watches with those unnervingly intelligent eyes of his as I cradle her against my chest. With a thought, I let the Hellfire envelop us both, and we vanish from the library in a flash of crimson light.
We materialise in her room an instant later. I lay her on the bed, but she stirs as I set her down.
“Luc?” Her voice is thick with sleep .
“Shh.” I brush her hair back from her face. “You fell asleep in the library.”
Vex and Draven slip in, transported with their own magick. Vex immediately moves to the other side of the bed, his presence drawing her attention.
“The research,” she mumbles, trying to sit up. “We need to?—”
“Will still be there tomorrow,” Draven cuts in firmly. “You need rest.”
She blinks owlishly at us, clearly fighting to stay awake. “But the syphons...”
“Are secure in the vault,” I remind her. “Blackthorn’s wards will hold.”
Vex sits on the edge of the bed, his hand finding hers. “Sleep, sprinkles. You’ve done enough for now.”
She looks like she wants to argue, but exhaustion wins out. Her eyes drift closed again as she curls onto her side, still holding Vex’s hand.
Draven drapes a blanket over her as I crawl up next to her on her other side. The Incubus inside me automatically reaches for her soul. It latches on, suckling on it, and she grunts, shifting to her other side to peek at me.
“Can’t help it,” I say with a shrug. “I just want you all the time.”
“Same,” she says with a soft giggle. “So what are you doing just sitting there?”
I smirk, unable to resist her sleepy invitation. “Well, if you insist...” I lean down, capturing her lips in a searing kiss. The taste of her is intoxicating, and I feel my control slipping as desire floods through me, and I take her soul deeper into my web of power. Her magick kicks in, keeping her safe and feeding me at the same time. I growl low in my throat as I strip her with magick and squeeze her perfect tits, pinching her nipples until she squeaks.
Vex growls low in his throat, his eyes flashing with hunger.
Matilda breaks the kiss, turning to Vex with a mischievous smile. “There’s plenty to go around.”
Draven climbs on the bed as well. “You should be resting,” he murmurs, even as his fingers trace the curve of her neck.
“I’m not that tired,” she protests weakly, arching into his touch.
I can smell her arousal, feel it pulsing through our connection. My Incubus nature revels in it, craving more. I move my hand down to cup her pussy before sliding two fingers inside her. She is hot and wet, and I groan in lust.
Vex runs a hand up Matilda’s thigh.
She shivers, caught between the three of us. “Please,” she whispers as Vex thrusts a finger deep inside her alongside mine. She twists on the bed, her mouth open as pleasure courses through her. She reaches for me, and I remove my clothes quickly with magick as well. Her hand wraps around my cock and she tugs gently.
I hiss at the sensation, my body responding instantly to her touch. My cock throbs in her hand, and I can feel the heat of her skin as she strokes me. Vex and Draven are both watching intently, their desires evident in their eyes.
“Matilda,” I growl, my voice low and rough with need. “You’re going to be the death of me.”
She smirks, her eyes half-lidded with pleasure. “Promises, promises,” she teases, her voice breathy.
Vex leans in, his lips brushing against her ear. “You’re playing with fire, sprinkles,” he murmurs, his voice a deep rumble that sends shivers down her spine. “But you know we’ll always be here to put you out.”
Draven watches her with a predatory gaze. “You’re ours, and we’ll take care of you, always.”
Matilda’s breath hitches as Vex and I work her with our fingers, her body writhing between us. Her grip on my cock tightens, and I thrust into her hand, the sensation almost too much to bear.
“Luc,” she moans, her voice a plea. “I need you.”
We withdraw our fingers, and I shift position, moving over her as she spreads her legs wide to accommodate me. The tip of my cock presses against her slick folds. She’s so wet, so ready for me, and I can’t wait any longer.
With a low growl, I thrust into her, burying myself to the hilt in one smooth motion. She gasps, her back arching as she takes me in. I pause for a moment, savouring the feel of her tight cunt around me, before I drive deeper.
Vex and Draven are still touching her, their hands roaming over her body as I fuck her. Vex’s fingers find her clit, rubbing in time with my thrusts, while Draven’s mouth latches onto her nipple, sucking and biting.
Matilda’s moans fill the room, her body trembling with pleasure as we all work together to bring her to the edge. I can feel her orgasm building, her pussy tightening around me as she gets closer and closer.
“Come for us, Matilda,” I growl, my voice rough with desire. “I need to feel you squeeze my dick until it’s on the verge of snapping in half.”
She giggles, but she does as I ask. Her body convulses as her orgasm crashes over her. Her scream of pleasure makes my cock harder, and I can’t hold back any longer. With a few more thrusts, I dump my load inside her, as I groan her name.
I withdraw quickly, knowing Vex is eager to get inside her hot cunt. His dark energy when he touches her is electric, a current of raw power that makes Matilda’s body arch off the bed as he replaces me. I watch, my chest heaving, as he positions himself between her legs, his eyes glowing with a feral intensity.
“You’re mine now, sprinkles,” he growls. His hands grip her hips, his fingers digging into her skin as he pulls her closer. The air around him hums with energy, and I can feel the static charge of his magick even from where I’m sitting.
Matilda’s breath hitches as Vex enters her, his cock sliding into her with a slow, deliberate thrust. She gasps, her hands clutching at the sheets. Vex’s power snaps like lightning, the faint glow of his magick as it wraps around her, binding her to him in a way that’s both possessive and protective.
“Vex,” she moans, her voice trembling with need. “Please…”
He sets a brutal pace, his hips slamming into hers with a force that makes the bed creak beneath them. His hands move to her waist, holding her steady as he fucks her with a ferocity that leaves her breathless.
I can’t look away. The sight of her like this, completely lost in the moment, is mesmerising. Her hair is a wild tangle around her face, her lips parted as she gasps for air. Her body is a masterpiece, every curve and line perfectly accentuated by the way Vex is riding her.
Draven is still beside her, his hand lightly around her throat as he watches with a hungry gaze. He leans down, capturing her lips as Vex pounds into her.
“I want to feel you shatter around me,” Vex rasps.
Her orgasm hits and her scream of pleasure is cut off as Draven tightens his grip on her throat, choking her. Vex groans, his climax following close behind as he unloads inside her.
Draven pulls back from the kiss, his eyes dark with satisfaction as he looks down at her.
Vex reluctantly pulls out of her so that Draven can take her. He turns her over, keeping her flat on her stomach as he looms over her from behind. He guides his cock inside her slicked up cunt before he grabs a wrist in each hand and pulls her arms back. Her back arches as he rides her pussy .
“Look at you,” Draven growls, his voice low and possessive. “You were made for this, weren’t you?”
Matilda can only whimper in response, her body trembling as Draven pounds into her relentlessly. The room is thick with the scent of sex and magick, the air crackling with raw energy.
“Do you want me to come inside your pretty cunt?” he murmurs.
Matilda nods frantically, her face pressed into the mattress as Draven pounds into her from behind. “Yes, please,” she gasps out between moans.
Draven’s grip on her wrists tightens as he picks up his pace, his hips slamming against her with each powerful thrust. The bed creaks beneath them, the headboard thumping rhythmically against the wall.
“You’re ours,” Draven growls. “Say it.”
“I’m yours,” Matilda cries out, her voice muffled by the sheets. “All of yours.”
Her words push Draven over the edge. With a guttural groan, he buries himself deep inside her, his body tensing as he empties himself into her willing body as she spirals into another orgasm.
Matilda collapses onto the bed, panting heavily as Draven withdraws. Her body is covered in a sheen of sweat, hair plastered to her flushed face. She looks utterly spent but radiantly satisfied.
I move closer, gently brushing her hair back from her forehead. “You okay, my sweet?”
She manages a weak nod, her eyes heavy-lidded. “More than okay,” she murmurs .
Vex disappears into the bathroom and returns with a damp cloth, tenderly cleaning her up.
Draven pulls the blankets over her shivering form. “Rest now,” he says softly, pressing a kiss to her temple.
She snuggles into the pillows, already drifting off. I settle on one side of her while Vex takes the other. Draven positions himself at the foot of the bed, ever watchful.
But we all remain vigilant, protecting this wild witch who has evolved into something far beyond our comprehension, and who has captured our hearts and bound our fates and our souls to hers.