Chapter Eight
I felt Leo stiffen, and then the room turned to chaos as my men roared in laughter. Beasty had spoken directly into the mental link, and my men clearly loved the visual her idiotic comment had created. I rolled my eyes in irritation at the immaturity of it all.
“Did I just hear you in my mind?” Leo whispered, his warmth breath tickling my neck and sending a shiver down my body.
How had he heard Beasty? I knew the wizards could communicate telepathically, but he didn’t possess magic.
“That wasn’t me, it was Beasty; my always horny, and often embarrassing inner dragon. I don’t know why you could hear her. Are you telepathic?”
My vampire and wolves wiped tears from their eyes as they struggled to regain their composure, a random snicker escaping periodically.
“No, I’m not,” Leo said. “I’ve never heard another person in my head. Do you think this is because we’re mates? It would be a thrill to be able to speak with you telepathically, I have never had the chance to experience magic like this.”
Less talking - let’s get on with making some magic.
I snorted, and began to get off Leo’s lap, assuming that he wanted to talk. I gasped when he grabbed my hips and yanked me back down into his lap.
“I agree with Beasty,” he said, “we can discuss things for the rest of our lives. Now is not the time.”
His fingertips gently stroked up my arms, finally stopping to knead my shoulder muscles. Tension drained from my body and I moaned. The room became silent as my bonded realized that things had grown serious again, and lust-filled eyes met my own.
I attempted to turn and face Leo, but he held me firmly in place, exploring my body and allowing the others to watch my reaction. The featherlight touch of my robe sliding over my shoulders to pool at my waist sent another shiver through my body, my sensitive skin begging to be touched. My naked breasts were on display for the three gorgeous men lounging around the room in front of me, my nipples becoming hard little peaks in the cool air.
Leo’s hands massaged my back as his mouth licked and kissed my skin, as though he was savoring the taste. His lips began exploring my neck in the same way, sliding my hair across my back and out of the way. Another wave of intense need burned through me as he kissed behind my ear and nipped my neck. His teeth nibbled my earlobe, followed quickly by his hot tongue tracing and delving into my ear. I thought I would climax that very moment. I felt my entrance grow wetter, and I longed for him to take me.
I realized that each of my mates were quite different, especially in the bedroom. Leo was in no hurry; rather than claiming me hard and fast, he was going to take his time and make love to me as he memorized every curve of my body. I only hoped I could hang onto control and not force a quick, and likely rough, climax to our first time together.
I needed more; I ached to be touched. Moving my hands up, I squeezed my breasts. Leo’s hand quickly grabbed my hands and brought them down to my lap. I growled in protest, but that changed to a groan as his hands teased along my ribs before cupping my breasts. His tongue continued to trace an elaborate design along my neck and ear, while his hands gently stroked my breasts, his thumbs brushing the hardened peaks.
“Leo,” I breathed out, my voice husky as he continued to stimulate me past what I had thought possible.
“Hmm?” The sound was muffled as he began kissing my shoulders.
“I love you.”
He stilled. My lust-filled brain worried that I had messed up by expressing my feelings so soon, but seconds later I felt something cool and wet run down my back. I realized it was a tear. Leo’s tear .
“I do not think words exist to describe my feelings for you,” he murmured. “I love you too.”
The three mates in front of me wore similar expressions of love, and at this moment, my world was absolutely perfect.
Leo’s hands moved from my breasts to my thighs, gently tickling his fingertips across the iridescent skin. With aching slowness, he moved up my inner thighs toward my most sensitive area. I wanted to push forward into his hand or grind down on his lap to relieve some of the building pressure. My body trembled as I forced myself to remain still.
When his finger traced along my folds, as though he was tracing the edge of a flower petal, I thought I would cry from the need that threatened to explode within me at any moment. I sat shaking on his lap as his fingers continued their exploration at a languid pace. Desire burned within me, turning my blood to lava and twisting my insides into a knot. My body needed release, but I wanted to treasure these first moments.
I whimpered as a single finger delved slowly into me. Stars danced against my closed eyelids as he moved the single digit in and out, brushing against my most sensitive spot. With effort I cracked open my heavy-lidded eyes and saw the twins and Mithraheal watching through bedroom eyes as well. I realized I must make quite the sight; my naked breasts on display, the gown pooled at my waist and flowing to the ground on either side of me, my legs slightly spread giving them an embarrassingly clear view of what Leo’s fingers were doing.
I should have felt shy, perhaps closed my legs. My mates and I shared a sex life that made me blush every time I thought about it, but this was the first time I had been put on display in front of them. They were watching another man tease me, make love to me, and instead of feeling shame, it was turning me on even more.
Mithraheal had taken off his belt and unbuttoned his pants, no doubt to ease the pressure from his arousal. His eyes were the color of fresh blood as he stared back at me.
Levi and Luke sat in opposite corners of the room, their movements mirroring each other unconsciously. Both men had slid a hand under the band of their pants, and it was obvious they were stroking down the length of their shafts. The motion was steady and unhurried; they were clearly enjoying the show.
With each deliciously slow stroke of his finger, I felt myself grow slicker, my insides coiling tight. I tried to rock my hips against his finger, but his other hand clamped down on my hip for a moment, holding me still. I needed something; the growing need was going to drive me insane!
As I opened my mouth to suck in another ragged breath, his hand disappeared from my hip to slip his finger between my parted lips. For a moment I was tempted to bite down, but as I felt the fingers of his other hand moving in and out of my lower set of lips, instinct kicked in and I sucked instead.
His breathing hitched behind me, so I sucked harder, swirling my tongue around his finger, letting him imagine all the things I would do if he would just let me get up and undress him. A second finger joined his first, stretching my wet folds, his fingers moving a little faster now. Yes. This was what I wanted! Gently scrapping my teeth along the finger still in my mouth, I began moving it in and out of my mouth. His forehead fell against my shoulder as he groaned.
The pace suddenly changed and his fingers began moving in and out of me with the same speed I had watched them fly across a keyboard. With each stroke, he rubbed against the hidden spot and forced the coil inside of me to tighten like a constrictor around its prey. A little sob escaped around the finger in my mouth as my release neared. This wasn’t enough, I needed more.
Forgetting about my fangs, I accidentally nicked his finger as I sucked him harder. It wasn’t a deep wound, but the coppery tang of his blood still filled my mouth. I fought to hang onto my control as my dragon surged forward; the blood setting off every primal instinct. All that I could think was that this man was mine, and yet he remained unclaimed.
His mouth pressed against me, his breath stirring the fine hairs at the nape of my neck sending chills traveling my body. I couldn’t help myself, I ground my hips against him as his fingers continued to pump in and out of me.
Through the haze of my desire, I saw the twins had slid their pants off their hips, their erections stiff and long. They mesmerized me for a moment as I watched them stroke and squeeze themselves. Neither man had noticed the other; both were focused solely on me.
My climax came, and I screamed Leo’s name in absolute ecstasy. My body trembled as I fell back against him, panting. Gently he cradled me against his chest before moving me up the bed and resting my head on the cloud filled pillows. For a few minutes he lay beside me, simply stroking the hair away from my face and memorizing every detail of it. Smiling, I traced his face with my fingers.
“Are you ready for us to claim each other?” His voice wavered, giving away the fact that he was worried I would change my mind.
Instead of answering him, I began unbuttoning his shirt, ready to be rid of any barriers between us. His smile was breathtaking, and he shoved my hands aside so he could strip as quickly as possible, earning a laugh from me over his sudden eagerness.
He jumped back onto the bed, bouncing me as his weight slammed into the mattress. Capturing my lips with his own, he kissed me with a thoroughness that curled my toes. His hands untied the string that was barely holding my flimsy gown around my hips, and then we were both bare in front of each other.
I drank in every inch of him. He was lean, not skinny, but also not as heavily muscled as my wolves. It was clear he was in shape; perhaps a swimmer, or maybe a runner. His skin was a creamy color rather than tanned; it was clear he spent most of his time in front of a computer rather than outside. His erection was rigid, and warmth flooded my belly again. He may not be as big as certain other mates, but he was beautiful. Perfect.
I reached down and hesitantly wrapped my fingers around his rigid member. His breath came out in a hiss, and his erection jerked hard in my hand. Feeling encouraged, I moved my thumb over the tip, the digit becoming wet as it slid through the evidence of his desire. Leo’s body trembled.
“I need to tell you something,” he gasped.
I froze, my eyes snapping up to his face.
“Among the wizards, nadir are not guaranteed to become a mate,” he continued. “Most remain unmarried, which the wizards prefer, as they do not want to risk diluting bloodlines and weakening the magic. A few will marry other nadir, although receiving permission from the council to approve these marriages is nearly impossible. However, it is acceptable for a family to take in an adult nadir, if a female member has taken an interest in a particular nadir. The females are careful to not produce offspring with the nadir; he is but a plaything. Life as a nadir can be very lonely, so most nadir will jump at the opportunity to join a family, even in the knowledge that they will never truly be accepted as a part of the family.”
“How can the council be so cruel?” I asked in astonishment. I had grown to respect the wizards under my roof. Their honor was of supreme importance to them, and I knew they were strong allies in the upcoming attack. However, I couldn’t understand their indifference toward members of their community.
“They don’t see it as cruelty, none of the community views it that way,” Leo explained. “It’s been this way for so long, for so many centuries, that no one even thinks of questioning it. But that’s not what I wanted to tell you. Nadirs are seen as those who provide within the community. We provide services, food, hard labor, and in many situations, relief from sexual tension. We can say no, but it is frowned upon. I have had things requested of me many times, private things, and I have always refused. The council has allowed my continued refusal because of my skills with tech. They would rather I focus on work for them, than assist another wizard with their personal needs.”
My horror must have shown on my face, because he stopped speaking, and pressed his lips against mine. It proved to be a handy distraction, and I quickly forgot what we had been discussing. He reluctantly pulled away.
“I need to finish, but I will make it quick,” he said.
“I want to finish too, and I don’t care if it is slow or fast!” I tried to pull his head back down so we could continue our kiss… and other things.
Leo barked out a laugh, confusing me.
“I meant I needed to finish explaining something,” he said with a smile. “You are quite a little minx! As I said before, I refused the requests. The council didn’t force the issue. I focused on my work. So… I haven’t ever been with a woman. This will be my first time.”
His cheeks flushed red at his confession, and I fought the desire to cover his adorable face with kisses.
“You will be my first, and my only, forever.”
My heart swelled with love toward this gentle genius of a guy.
“I love you, Leo.” The words didn’t seem to be enough in that moment, but it was all that came out.
He pulled me into his arms, and our lips melded together. I loved the feeling his skin pressed firmly against the length of my body for the first time. Nothing between us. Our hands began feverishly touching and exploring each other’s bodies. As my hand found his erection, he groaned into my mouth. I let my hand glide lower until I held his testicles in my hand, I gently massaged him, feeling the skin tighten under my attention.
“Darling, I will not last long if you keep touching me.” His voice was rough, as though he had swallowed gravel.
I wrapped my arms around his neck, threw a leg over his hip, and then rolled, pulling him on top of me. He used his arms to lift some of his weight off my body and stared down into my eyes. I could see the reflection of my glowing blue irises in his own eyes.
“Please. Claim me.” I couldn’t hide the desperation in my voice.
He shifted, lining himself up at my slick entrance, and then thrusted inside me with one smooth stroke.
I moaned as my walls stretched to accommodate him. He trembled as he sunk so deep he could go no further. Inch by inch, he slid out of me, before thrusting back into my hot channel. His rhythm was excruciatingly slow and yet steady, each stroke fanning the flames of need inside me.
In and out.
In and out.
Sweet, buttered biscuits. This man was going to drive me insane.
He shifted inside me, and I jerked as his erection rubbed my most sensitive spot. He repeated the movement, obviously studying my reaction. I moaned.
He smiled and began his steady rhythm again, burying himself deep with each stroke. I clung to him as he took us closer and closer to that precipice. His paced suddenly changed, his breathing labored. The quickened pace rushed me toward the edge, and as his burning member thrust in deep again, I screamed out my release and sank my fangs into his neck.
I wasn’t a vampire, but as wave after wave of my climax washed over me, I couldn’t stop myself from sucking, my fangs still embedded deep in his neck. As the copper taste filled my mouth, Beasty stirred in my mind, silent but intrigued.
With three hard thrusts, Leo found his own release and stilled inside me. He leaned down and pressed his lips to my ear, the same one he had lavished such attention on.
“Mine,” he whispered.
Reluctantly pulling my fangs from his neck, and licking the two tiny holes, I responded: “Mine.”
Glowing light swirled around our bodies and danced around the dimly-lit room. It circled my mates, brilliant gold strands of light tying us all together. I had never witnessed anything so beautiful in my life. It wasn’t the mind blowing release of power that happened after the twins and I claimed each other, but it was equally special, and I was convinced that this was something that few ever experienced.
Leo rolled to his side and pulled me against him. Mithraheal appeared suddenly beside the bed and pressed himself against my other side, sandwiching me between them. Luke crawled onto the end of the bed, slipping a hand under my calves and resting his head against them, his rough beard tickling my sensitive skin .
Levi looked at the bed. The men had an agreement that, while they loved each other as brothers, they had no desire to touch each other beyond a fist pump or a slap on the back. Mischief sparkled in Levi’s eyes, and moments later a chocolate wolf stood where he had been standing. With a playful bark, he leaped up on the bed and settled himself on top of the pillows, tucking his muzzle against my head. I laughed as he licked my face before closing his eyes.
The next two days were going to be some of the hardest of my life, but for tonight, I was going to forget all my worries and treasure this perfect moment in time.