20. Matilda
20
MATILDA
The creepy feeling of being watched in my sleep wakes me. I blink a couple of times before I turn to the left. Draven is staring at me, his head propped up on his elbow. He smiles, that slow, sexy half smile that first made my insides quiver.
“Hey,” I murmur.
He replies by smashing his lips to mine in a bruising kiss.
All sense of grogginess from a couple of hours’ nap melts away.
Draven’s kiss is demanding, his tongue sweeping into my mouth as he pulls me flush against his body. I melt into him, my hands sliding up his chest to tangle in his hair. His skin is cool against mine, making me shiver.
Suddenly, he rolls us over, pinning me beneath him. His blue eyes bore into mine, filled with hunger and something deeper, more possessive. “Mine,” he growls, nipping at my lower lip.
“Yours,” I whisper back, arching up against him, loving this needy side of him. “All of yours.”
His hand slides down my body, fingers teasing along my inner thigh before dipping between my legs. I gasp as he strokes me, finding me already wet and wanting.
“So responsive,” he murmurs approvingly. “Always ready for us, aren’t you?”
I can only nod, words failing me as he circles my clit just this side of roughly. My hips buck against his hand, seeking more friction.
Draven chuckles darkly. “Patience, petal. The world isn’t ending… yet.”
I growl at the reminder, but he kisses me again, muffling my annoyance and making me forget what I was annoyed about in the first place.
He shifts, nestling between my thighs. The blunt head of his cock presses against my pussy, teasing but not entering. I whimper, trying to pull him closer.
“Tell me what you want,” he demands, his voice low and commanding.
“You,” I gasp. “Please, Draven. I need you inside me.”
“I want you to be more specific, petal. Be dirty. Be filthy.”
I bite my lip, feeling a blush creep up my cheeks despite everything we’ve already done. But the hungry look in Draven’s eyes spurs me on .
“I want your cock,” I breathe, my voice husky with desire. “I want you to fuck me hard and deep. Fill me up, make me scream your name. Fuck me like you own me.”
A wicked grin spreads across Draven’s face. “That’s my good girl,” he purrs.
Without warning, he thrusts into me in one smooth motion. I cry out, my back arching off the bed as he stretches me wide. He sets a brutal pace, his hips snapping against mine with each powerful thrust.
“Is this what you wanted?” he growls, his fingers digging into my hips hard enough to bruise. “To be fucked like a good girl?”
“Yes!” I moan, my nails raking down his back. “Harder!”
Draven obliges, somehow finding even more force behind his thrusts. The headboard slams rhythmically against the wall as the bed bounces, waking the other two guys up.
I’m lost in sensation, every nerve ending on fire as Draven pounds into me relentlessly. His mouth finds my neck, biting and sucking marks into my skin.
“Mine,” he growls again, his voice rough with possessiveness. “Say it.”
“Yours,” I gasp out, my voice breaking on a moan as Draven hits that perfect spot inside me.
His rhythm falters momentarily at my words, his eyes flashing with an intensity that makes me shiver. Then he’s moving again, harder, faster, deeper than before .
“That’s right,” he growls, his lips brushing my ear. “You’re mine. Ours. And we’re never letting you go.”
His words are my undoing. I shatter around him, crying out his name as waves of ecstasy crash over me.
“Fuck, Tilly,” he grunts as I squeeze his cock. “Fuck, yes.”
“Share time,” Vex murmurs and between the two of them, they manoeuvre me, still trembling, on top of Vex but still facing Draven. Vex slides into my pussy alongside Draven and I moan as they stretch me mercilessly. I reach for Luc and he’s there, wrapping my hand around his cock.
My body vibrates with pleasure. The stretch is exquisite, bordering on pain but so deliciously good. I can barely think straight as they start to move, their cocks sliding against each other inside me.
“Fuck,” I gasp, my head falling back against Vex’s shoulder. “Oh, gods...”
Luc’s hand tangles in my hair, guiding my mouth to his cock as I’m impaled by Vex and Draven. I take him eagerly, hollowing my cheeks as I suck him.
“Take all of us,” Luc rasps. “Dirty little girl.”
I whimper and suck him harder as Vex holds me in place, his hands bruising my hips as he and Draven fuck me, sending sparks of pleasure through my entire body. I moan around Luc’s length. The vibrations make him groan.
“Such a good girl,” Draven praises, his voice rough with desire. “Letting us use you like this.”
I’m lost in a haze of sensation, my body on fire as they use me. Vex and Draven’s thrusts become more erratic, their breathing harsh in my ears. Luc’s cock twitches in my mouth, a sign he’s close, but he pulls out panting, not wanting to come just yet.
My orgasm builds rapidly, coiling tighter and tighter in my core. I’m trembling, every nerve ending alight with pleasure. The coil inside me snaps suddenly, and I cry out as ecstasy crashes over me in waves. My body convulses between them, clenching rhythmically around their cocks.
“Fuck, Tilly,” Vex groans, his fingers digging into my hips as he thrusts up hard.
Draven grunts, his pace faltering as my orgasm triggers his own. He growls, burying himself deep as he comes.
Vex follows a moment later, his hips jerking erratically as he empties himself inside me. I collapse against his chest, panting heavily, utterly spent.
Luc’s eyes are dark with hunger as he watches us. “My turn,” he purrs, gently lifting me off Vex and Draven.
He lays me on my front and then pulls my hips back, so my arse is in the air.
He dips his fingers into the creampie and then slides them back over my rear hole. “Can you take it, my sweet?” Luc murmurs, teasing me with shallow thrusts of his fingers. “One more in your ass?”
I nod weakly, my hands clutching the bedsheets. “Please,” I breathe.
Luc works his cum-covered fingers deeper inside, opening me slowly. The sensation is intense, bordering on too much after everything we’ve just done, but I crave more. I push back against his hand, silently begging for more.
“So eager,” he murmurs. “Such a greedy little thing.”
He withdraws his fingers, and I whimper at the loss. He scoops up more cum from my pussy and lubes my back passage some more. “I’m going to cover my cock in their cum,” he murmurs. “I’m going to slide it in your ass and fuck you until you beg me to stop.” He pushes in slowly, giving me time to adjust to the stretch.
I gasp, my fingers clawing at the sheets as he presses his cock inside me, sliding in slowly. The tug on my soul makes me moan as his Incubus tries to devour me, but the Praxian force keeps me alive even as I feed Luc what he needs.
“Fuck,” Luc groans, his hands gripping my hips tightly. “You’re so tight, my sweet. So perfect.”
He jerks his hips in shallow thrusts at first that gradually build in intensity. Each stroke sends sparks of pleasure through my oversensitive body. I’m trembling, caught between wanting more and feeling like I might shatter from the overload of sensation.
Draven reaches for my clit, sliding his fingers over the slippery nub. I buck under his touch and Luc growls, driving himself balls deep in my arse. My body trembles, caught between the exquisite pleasure and the intensity of being so thoroughly filled .
His hips snap against my arse with each powerful thrust.
Draven’s fingers assault my clit, circling and stroking in time with Luc’s thrusts. The dual stimulation from the Hell twins is almost too much to bear. I’m teetering on the edge, my entire body coiled tight with impending release.
I scream as my orgasm crashes over me, wave after wave of ecstasy pulsing through my body.
“Fuck, Matilda,” he pants, his thrusts becoming more forceful. “You’re perfect. So fucking perfect.”
With a final, powerful thrust, Luc buries himself deep inside me as he comes. I can feel the heat of his release, as his Incubus nature pulls at my soul, drinking my essence.
Luc’s climax seems to last forever, his body shuddering against mine as he empties himself inside me. The pull on my soul intensifies, his Incubus nature greedily feeding off my energy.
Finally, he pulls out, and I whimper, trembling from the overload of sensation.
“Shh,” Vex murmurs, his hand stroking my hair. “You did so well, Tilly.”
Gentle hands roll me onto my back, and I find myself cradled between the three of them. Their touches are soothing now, no longer demanding but comforting.
“I adore you,” Luc mutters. “I can’t live without you.”
“Same goes for me,” I reply, taking his hand and lacing our fingers together. “For all of you. We should do the soul bond.” Vex freezes, and I smile. “Shocked you, have I?”
He chuckles. “No, I knew you’d come around.”
“Yeah, come around our cocks,” Luc snickers.
I giggle and look at Draven, but he is serious. “What?”
“Anu said she tied her life to yours, so if she dies, you die,” he states. “This will protect you if it turns out you aren’t as immortal as we thought.”
That slams a river of ice into my veins, but I shake it off. “I guess that is how she is syphoning off the magick then. Direct from the source. It makes the bag of jewels even more insidious if she had nothing to do with it.”
Silence.
“I didn’t consider that,” Vex mumbles, looking pissed off with himself. “But of course. You’re right. She had you tied to her all this time. She didn’t need the syphons.”
“No,” I say bitterly. “That was all my not-parents. Fuckers. I’m glad they’re dead!” I sit up suddenly, and my power rolls off me in a wave of sheer rage. It knocks the guys from the bed, and they land with various thuds and curses.
“Tilly,” Vex says cautiously, picking himself up off the floor. “They did deserve to die, and you killed them. They can’t hurt you anymore.”
I hear him, but I don’t answer. The rage is consuming me, burning through my veins like liquid fire. How dare they use me like that? How dare they treat me as nothing more than a tool, a battery to be drained?
The room shakes as my power lashes out uncontrollably. I can feel it building, threatening to explode outward in a devastating wave.
Suddenly, strong arms wrap around me from behind. Draven’s cool skin presses against my back, grounding me.
“We’ve got you,” he murmurs in my ear. “Let it out; let us take some of the burden from you.”
Vex and Luc move in front of me, their hands finding mine. I feel their power mingling with mine, creating a circuit that helps channel the overwhelming force.
“That’s it,” Luc encourages. “We’re here. Use us as your anchors.”
Slowly, the trembling in the room subsides. My breathing evens out as I hiss. “I’m not losing control.” I snatch my hands back. “I’m perfectly fine.”
“No one said you weren’t,” Vex says. “But there is no need to suffer through this alone. We are here for you, Tilly. Always. Anytime you want to talk or lash out. We can handle the fallout.”
“And others can’t? Is that what you’re saying?” I challenge him.
“Yes, that is exactly what I’m saying. Lower level creatures, no offence to them, but they can’t be near you if your power spikes like that.”
“I said I was in control!” I snap at him .
“I know that,” he snaps back. “You aren’t listening to me.”
I glare at him, my breathing ragged as he glares back.
“Let’s all just calm down a second,” Draven says.
“I. Am. Calm,” I grit out.
“Bad choice of words,” he says quickly. “I think what Vex is saying is your power is too?—”
“What?” I interrupt him, knowing I’m being a bitch. “Too dangerous? Is that what you were going to say?”
“Where is this rage coming from?” Luc asks with a frown. “This isn’t like you, Matilda.”
It sounds like a scold, and I actually pay attention to it. I’m not sure if that is a good thing or a bad one brought on by years of being shouted at and deciding that to fall in line was easier. “Don’t speak to me like I’m a child.”
“I wasn’t,” he growls. “But you are fucking acting like one right now.”
“Get out,” I say, climbing off the bed. “All of you, just get out.”
Through their various modes of transportation, they vanish from my room, leaving me shaking and alone.
It hurts that they don’t fight to stay, but why would they? I was a complete arsehole to them. “Fuck,” I groan and drop my head into my hands.
What just happened?
The rage that had consumed me moments ago ebbs, leaving behind a hollow feeling in my chest. I sink to the floor, my back against the bed .
I don’t understand where that outburst came from. Or I do, but it was so misunderstood by the guys. I have a right to be so angry.
Taking a deep breath, it suddenly strikes me that they weren’t disputing that. Vex is right. I wasn’t listening to him. He was worried about this power hurting innocents and what that would do to me. But then I get angry all over again because they clearly don’t trust that I have a handle on this power. I didn’t lose control before. The release of power was merely an extension of my rage. I can see how that looks bad, though, now that I’ve calmed down a bit.
Standing up, I walk to the window, looking out at the Academy grounds. The mist swirls around, almost protectively. It’s peaceful out there, which is the exact opposite of the turmoil inside me.
I press my forehead against the cool glass, closing my eyes. The guys were right to be concerned. My power is dangerous, even if I can control it. I did lash out, even if it wasn’t as uncontrolled as they thought.
But their reaction stung. It felt like they didn’t trust me, didn’t believe in my ability to handle my own power. And that hurt more than I want to admit.