Chapter 26 – Aline
Chapter Twenty-Six
Aline
O kay, so that’s a weird feeling.
I don’t hate it. At first, it feels a little like Malice’s forked tongue did flicking over the bottom of my cunt when he ate me out like I was his favorite dessert.
The weirdness continues as it palpates, pushing deeper.
My sex spasms wildly in response to whatever the hell that feeling is.
It squeezes Hex’s shaft, and I can’t help but notice it’s nice and soft, but the harder I tighten, there’s that rock-hard inner core that feels indescribable.
I squeak, digging my nails into Malice’s chest as Hex teases the bottom of my pussy.
It continues, and my thighs clench as pressure like I’ve never felt pushes against the bottom of my sex.
It’s not like when a cock bumps the bottom, but then disappears on the next stroke only to bounce against it again.
This is totally different and majorly intense.
“Okay, so that’s . . . wow.”
“Are you okay?” Atlas comes around to sit on the coffee table. My face still rests against Malice’s chest. I nod into his smooth skin, but then the pressure turns to biting pain for several long seconds.
I go rigid, breathing through the slowly subsiding discomfort.
“I’ve never wished to be a sex demon, but I do wish I could make you feel incredible right now.” Malice runs his finger over my cheek.
“Pull her up,” Silence suggests. “We can help with that. Why else have a pack?”
Hex complies. He wraps an arm around my stomach, just under my breasts, pulling me up until I’m kneeling over Malice’s thighs.
Atlas immediately flicks his tongue over my right nipple while Malice teases my clit.
“I don’t know that it’ll be possible to implant my eggs this time,” Hex says. His voice is level, but the way he holds me to him, it’s like I can feel his devastation.
I nod, rolling my lips together. My eyes ache, but I refuse to ruin this moment by showing how much that hurts.
“Hold on a moment,” Silence says, placing a hand over my lower stomach. “Let’s at least try to coax your magic into healing.”
“I think you should bite her,” Malice says to Hex. Atlas grunts. “Claiming bites all around. I think it might soothe your magic into being more helpful.”
“You’re delusional,” Atlas grumbles.
“Am I?” Malice chuckles. “They’re fated. She may have chosen us, but the universe feels confident that they meet her needs perfectly as a team. She’s claimed only half. Completing her last remaining bond may speed up the healing process.”
“I agree,” Silence adds.
I wiggle against Hex’s chest. He’s still very much swollen inside of me. My head rolls to the side so that I can look up at him.
“Bite me,” I groan as Malice pinches my clit. They’re all talking too much about unsexy things, and all I want to do is come all over my kraken’s cock.
Hex’s huge hand cups my lower stomach as he licks over the top of my shoulder. I know he’s got a mouthful of intimidating teeth at the moment, but I have zero fear. Silence chuckles, reaching over the couch to flick my nipple as Atlas gets back to licking the other tit.
Hex grunts, bucking up into me as my pleasure coils tight. At first, the pressure was almost too much, but now it’s great. Especially with the way Malice teases my pussy lips.
“Fuck, it feels like you’re giving me a hand job with her cunt,” Hex growls. He pulls back, thrusting his swelling length farther inside me with the next stroke. That tiny tentacle still feels like it’s planted somewhere in my stomach, but I’m so slick, it’s no longer painful or even uncomfortable.
He hasn’t bitten me yet, so I pull his arm up until I can reach his wrist. My tongue flicks over the tender skin, and I bite.
Hex licks my shoulder, striking with no additional warning. The bond slips in as I wail into his skin, flailing around as his dick gets impossibly hard. At some point, I release his wrist. It’s so overwhelming that I can’t focus on the bite or the bond.
There’s a very distinct feeling that occurs as everything gets hazy.
It feels like he’s fisting his cock while it’s inside me.
It makes no sense, but I’m grateful for my mates.
Without Hex’s arm around my middle and the other guys supporting different parts of me, I’d absolutely be collapsing against Malice’s chest.
I’ve never felt this ravenous during any of the quickenings I’ve experienced. I vaguely remember Hex mentioning his pre-cum is an aphrodisiac. It’s very clear he wasn’t exaggerating.
I wiggle my ass against his pelvis, and the swelling in his shaft grows to nearly painful proportions.
“Jesus Christ,” Atlas growls, planting a hand on Hex’s shoulder. It’s then I realize my kraken is trembling and shaking also.
“Changed my mind about the eggs,” Hex grunts. “Obviously.”
“What?” I gasp.
Malice sits up, nuzzling his cheek to mine. “That asshole just had to one up my virginity. Not only is he losing his, he had to go for the gold and try to get you pregnant.”
Hex’s hand teases over my lower stomach, but he pushes in a way that sends me spiraling into indescribable pleasure.
I moan as my sex leaks around his swollen cock, and I come harder than I ever have.
“Two is plenty, right?” Hex growls.
“Three,” Silence says, biting the side of my tit.
“Four,” Atlas growls, circling my nipple with his tongue. “Or less, but I’m fertilizing one of those eggs.”
I’m still coming so hard my vision is spotty.
“Don’t be a selfish fucker,” Silence snaps.
“He’s not,” Malice says softly. “He’s been fighting the haze of rut for years to be with her.
Having a biological child is the only thing that will stop the drive to do so.
Blame his orc DNA, but don’t blame Atlas.
I’m perfectly fine with waiting, if need be.
” He gives me a tender smile that has me tossing my top half toward him.
He’s a first-generation demon; he has no flesh and blood family.
It means even more that he’s the one offering to wait.
Hex groans behind me, bending with me as he swells again. “Motherfucker,” he snarls. The strange ballooning of his shaft occurs again, slowly moving deeper.
It’s him planting an egg, I realize in shocking clarity. Hex growls a sound, and I can’t tell if it’s pleasure or pain. I can’t feel much outside of pressure and then intense bliss.
Malice grins as I shove my tongue into his mouth. He teases his shadows over my sex as he cups my face in both hands. “While they’re up all night caring for our spawn, I can practice putting another in your belly.”
I laugh, shaking my head. “I love you,” I whisper, stretching up a hand to run over Malice’s cheek. “I have for a long time.” His eyes flash, and he takes my mouth again.
My entire lower body is basically numb at this point. I ramble something to that effect, glancing over my shoulder at Hex.
“Every time I plant an egg, it’s like the most powerful orgasm I’ve ever had,” he growls.
“I hate you,” Silence mutters.
“Well, I love both of you.” I look between them, so they understand who I’m directing that to.
Hex snarls, slamming into me deep as he erupts again. Silence twists my chin to face him, kissing me as Hex bucks into me. My teeth bump Silence’s, but he grins so widely that I’m sure he doesn’t mind. I don’t either.
I gasp, clutching on to Malice and Silence as Hex’s stinger retracts. Atlas and Hex both stretch hands around to caress my middle, but I’m so exhausted, I can barely keep my eyes open.
“Well, you’ll have to let me get a little closer if you’d like me to examine her.” Meena’s voice breaks me out of a dead sleep.
“Come on, Hex,” Silence says from somewhere close by. “Let’s allow the ladies to have a few minutes to themselves.”
The last thing I remember, I was definitely nude. My head pops up as I panic. Oh, I’m dressed in one of my favorite dresses. That’s a good thing.
“I’d rather stay. They might need me,” Hex says, coiling his tentacles tighter around me. He keeps them mostly around my hips and breasts. My hand flies to my stomach and my eyes bug. There’s a small rounding of a baby belly. Wait, an egg belly?
My eyes fly up to Hex’s and he grins. “Four,” he says, kissing my forehead. “They haven’t passed yet, and it’s been nearly twenty-four hours. I believe your body has accepted them.”
My jaw falls open. I’m slammed with so many emotions, I don’t know which way is up.
“Especially since your quickening is coming to an end.” Hex brushes his fingers over my cheek. “I think it’s a good sign.”
“I’d like to examine her, if that’s all right with you,” Meena says in a firm tone. “Alone.”
Hex opens his mouth to possibly complain, but I blurt out, “It’s okay. We trust Meena.”
“Of course, you do.” She chuckles. “As you should. Now release my patient.”
Hex grumbles his way through setting me on the mattress next to him. He’s still in full kraken form, and it’s weird. Not that he’s weird—I love him. He’s not aroused, so his cock is carefully hidden in its pocket, but I’m also strangely protective of anyone seeing him like this.
It’s almost like I have the urge to claw Meena’s eyes out for looking at him. It’s so randomly bizarre that I blink like a fool for several long seconds.
“It’s the nesting impulse.” Hex brings my mouth to his, giving me a quick but tender kiss. It’s way too soon when he pulls back, hoisting himself off the bed and aiming for the door.
Silence catches my gaze. He leans forward, swiping his long blond hair out of his eyes and winking before following Hex.
I have the unnatural urge to tackle him and make him fertilize my eggs. Which is so fucking random, I actually snort aloud at the thought. My hand runs over my slightly swollen lower stomach, and a warm fuzzy feeling fills my chest. I’m pretty sure it’s awe.
“How are you?” Meena asks, taking a seat on the edge of the bed.
My eyes fly to hers, and I shrug.
If I speak, I’m afraid I won’t stop. That I’ll spew how ecstatic I am while simultaneously being terrified out of my mind.
I’m unbelievably honored that Hex would trust me with his eggs, which very much feel like my own at this point.
I don’t know what the hell happened while I slept for an entire day, but my body is fully convinced that those eggs are my babies.
“Can I check you out?” Meena’s long, dark hair slides over my arm as she pulls her legs up onto the bed.
“Yeah,” I agree, blowing out a heavy breath.
I stretch out so she can have access to my stomach.
Her hands glow a creamy white with her magic.
She slides them up under the hem of my dress, and I’m immensely thankful the guys put me in panties.
Her hands rest over my lower stomach, and eventually, they begin to radiate with warmth. “How’s Nadia?”
“She’s fine.” Meena’s lips turn up at the edges. “I believe she’s tangled up with her own future at the moment.” She chuckles fondly. “I got a call from her late last night.”
“Oh, she’s doing okay, though?” I need to focus on something outside of my fear of what she’ll find.
Meena laughs, low and raspy. “She was quite exasperated. Although, if the growly voice I heard in the background is the mountain of an alpha wolf I saw in my visions...” She snorts. “Let’s just say, I’d climb his ridgeline any time. Well, if I was ten years younger, that is.”
“Eww,” I say with a laugh.
“Just a friendly reminder that you’re fifty or so years older than I am.” She gives me a soft smile, running her hands over the swell of my stomach.
“True enough,” I agree.
“The good news is the eggs are viable. The great news is...” She pulls her hands out of my dress and pushes herself off the bed. “I recommend fertilizing them as soon as possible.”
“What?” My jaw falls open as I blink like a fool.
“Oh yes, that should be a fun endeavor,” Meena says, laughing. “You and Emerson will have litters before you know it.”
With everything going on recently, Emerson’s situation had completely slipped my mind. “Is she okay, though?”
Meena swipes a hand through the air. “She’s going to be mighty pissed with Nadia when she realizes she’s having a brood all at once, but she’ll be excited.” The confidence in her words leads me to believe she’s seen it before and knows exactly how it will play out.
“For me...” My head shakes. “I mean, can you say? I don’t think I should get my hopes up if...”
Meena freezes, her head tilting to the side. She doesn’t so much as blink, and my heart races. I push up on my forearms, watching her so carefully it feels like I stop breathing.
“I think you’ve got one more challenge to face. Nothing to threaten this.” She gestures to my stomach. “I can’t say more.”
I’m pretty sure I can handle anything, as long as my guys and my babies aren’t at risk. I stand, rushing around the bed and hugging her for dear life.
“I thought you might still be angry with me for the night we brought Emerson back,” she says, patting my shoulder.
“No, it all worked out for the best,” I admit.
“I knew it would,” she says, laughing. “Now, remember my advice. Sometimes I regret not living life a little fuller. I suppose you’ve got the gift of immortality on your side.” I open my mouth to speak, but she smiles, patting my back. “I’m just saying, don’t be afraid to truly live.”
She pulls me in for one final hug, and it really makes me grateful she stopped by.