Chapter 32
Maliki
I’m purposely pushing Hades, as I need to know his boundaries here.
He wants to be in charge. Fine. I’ve played that game thousands of times with him.
But this is his mate.
And Morpheus is involved, too.
That creates an unclear landscape, one I want to understand before I truly indulge in this experience. Because I need to ensure Sera’s safety and happiness.
If Hades loses his fucking mind, she’ll be caught in the middle. I won’t let that happen. I’ll take the brunt of his ire while Morpheus mists her to safety.
So I break Hades’s rules and kiss Sera.
Not gently. Not sweetly. But hard. With tongue. Devouring her. Claiming her. And leave her panting when I’m done. Then I wrap my palm around her neck and guide her back down to Morpheus’s dick. “Part those lips for him, trouble,” I tell her. “And relax your throat.”
I focus on her for a moment, ensuring she does what I request, then look directly at Hades as I push her to take more of Morpheus into her mouth.
He holds my gaze, his nostrils flaring.
But I don’t see anger or a need for retribution in his features.
Instead, all I find is heat.
It’s a heat that burns hotter when Morpheus groans.
I glance down to find Sera massaging his knot while using her mouth to suck. “Shadows, mystery. It’s like you were made for this.”
“She was,” Hades says, his tone lacking the arousal I saw simmering in his dark eyes. But a glance back at him confirms it’s absolutely still there; he just sounds indifferent.
And when I feel Sera attempt to take even more of Morpheus, I think I understand why.
Hades is trying to goad Sera into pushing her boundaries by pretending that this bores him.
Arse, I nearly say aloud.
But I can’t ignore how much Morpheus is benefiting from this. He looks ready to fall apart beneath Sera’s touch, and she’s only just started on him.
His muscles are all tightened, his jaw clenching as he forcefully keeps his hands locked behind his head.
The restraint is palpable.
And I imagine it’s made even more intense by him being an Alpha. He’s not used to bowing to anyone, let alone another Mythos Fae.
Yet he’s trying to let Hades lead.
Though, it seems Sera is really the one in charge here. Because she’s swallowing even more of Morpheus now, all while fondling his knot.
“Fuck, little dreamer,” he groans, his blue-green eyes smoldering with need. “The way you’re squeezing me…” His back bows off the bed, the tattoos along his arms bulging as he fights his own urges.
I can tell he wants to touch her. To take over. To lead.
And something about that restraint makes this so much hotter.
I’m guiding Sera, Hades is managing the room, and Morpheus is simply being forced to enjoy the gift of our girl’s talented touch.
“It should be her mouth you’re complimenting,” Hades says, pushing away from his chair to saunter over to the bed. “Is she using enough tongue?”
Morpheus makes a low sound in the back of his throat that I think is supposed to be a laugh but comes out strangled.
“Or do you prefer teeth?” Hades asks conversationally.
The God of Dreams looks at him. “I prefer whatever Serapina wants to do to my cock.”
Hades grunts at that. “I suppose we know why I’m the better instructor, then.” He sits on the bed and places his hand over mine on Sera’s head. “Open your mouth a little more, darling. I want to see how much of Morpheus you can take.”
He starts to apply pressure, but I stop him by pushing back. “Take a deep breath first, Sera,” I interject, my eyes on Hades.
Hades’s dark eyebrow inches upward, challenging me.
However, I don’t back down.
It’s his job to lead. And it’s my job to protect. We each have our roles here, and he has to remember that if this is going to work.
He studies me for a moment before he dips his chin in subtle acknowledgment. “Maliki is right, Serapina. Inhale for us and be prepared to hold your breath for a bit while we test your limits.”
Her eyes widen, causing me to add, “Remember your safe motion, Sera. If this becomes too much, just hold up two fingers and we’ll stop.”
Although, we won’t let it get to that point. It’s our job to ensure her comfort and security. But she doesn’t know that yet. We have to build trust, and safe words are the best way to accomplish that.
“Inhale,” Hades repeats, his dominant tone causing Sera to obey almost instantly.
I don’t say anything, just focus on Sera’s expression and the stiffness in her body. She’s uncomfortable, which almost has me telling Hades to back off.
But her shoulders suddenly tighten like she’s emboldening herself. Then she starts to take more of Morpheus into her mouth without us applying pressure.
Hades smiles, clearly pleased, and I stop pushing up against his hand and allow him to take over again.
Morpheus releases a groan that has Sera looking up at him, her pupils dilating at the sight of his muscles flexing.
“Very good,” Hades praises her. “But don’t forget to keep fondling his knot. That part of an Alpha’s cock is extremely sensitive, especially when it’s an Omega touching him there.”
Morpheus makes a sound of agreement.
And Sera’s nostrils flare.
She readjusts her grip on Morpheus while pushing herself to take more. There’s a flash of alarm in her features when she realizes he’s so deep that she can’t breathe, but a glance up at his reaction has her relaxing.
“Mmm, that’s it, darling,” Hades murmurs. “Can you take any more?”
She responds by attempting to, then freezes and tries to pull back up.
“Shh,” he hushes her when she starts to panic. “You’re safe. Just relax for a little bit, then we’ll let you breathe.”
Sera doesn’t immediately listen, her body strung tight like she’s about to fight.
But then she seems to steel her resolve and forces more of Morpheus into her mouth.
Hades moves his hand away from mine to the back of her neck, his thumb instantly finding her pulse. “You’re taking him so well, Serapina,” he tells her. “Now pull back slowly for me, but don’t release him entirely.”
Her throat appears to be moving like she’s trying to swallow, then she follows his guidance, and I remove my palm from her head and instead draw my fingers down her arm. “I’m envious of Morpheus right now, trouble,” I inform her. “I think you’ve just made one of his fantasies a reality.”
“If you only knew,” Morpheus says, his voice strained. “Fuck, she’s still sucking even though I know she wants to breathe.”
“Because she’s allowing her instincts to rule her movements,” Hades says, pride in his voice. “Just as an Omega should.”
Sera shivers, the reaction one I feel beneath my fingertips as I continue to stroke her arm.
“Now, if you need a break to catch your breath, I recommend pulling back to just the tip and swirling your tongue around the head while you discreetly inhale,” Hades goes on. “But don’t forget to keep massaging his knot. Yes, Serapina. Just like that.”
She shivers again, clearly enjoying his praise.
“Tell her how you feel, Morpheus,” he adds, the command in his tone clear.
“Like I’m about to explode,” the God of Dreams replies with a groan. “Fuck, Serapina, you’re making it difficult not to touch you.”
Hades smiles. “You hear that, darling? Morpheus wants to thread his fingers through your hair and force you to take him deep again.”
“Not what I said,” Morpheus grits out. “But not wrong either.”
“Do you want him to touch you, Serapina?” Hades asks as he leans down to brush his lips against her ear. “Before you answer, I need you to know that saying yes will move us into the next phase of your lesson.”
She looks at Morpheus, then tries to look at Hades.
He waits.
But she doesn’t speak.
Instead, she moves back down Morpheus’s shaft, causing the man to hiss in response.
“Hmm, I’m accepting that as an affirmative answer,” Hades says, his grip loosening on her nape as he starts tracing her delicate spine. “Morpheus…” He doesn’t finish the comment but gives the other Alpha a meaningful look.
Morpheus frees one of his hands and reaches for Sera, but he doesn’t force her down on his cock. He simply brushes her cheek with his knuckles, his reverence palpable.
It elicits another tremble from our Omega, her arms pebbling with goose bumps beneath my touch. I lean in to kiss her shoulder as Hades continues his journey down her back to her ass. When he reaches deeper, Sera jumps.
“Shh,” he hushes her again. “I already warned you that the next lesson will be about multitasking. You have multiple mates to pleasure, Omega. That means learning how to divide your focus and… accepting us in your many holes.”
The way her body stiffens, coupled with his words, tells me he just emphasized his meaning by sliding a finger inside her.
“Easy, Serapina,” he murmurs. “Remember that you’re the one in charge here. If we go too far, you tell us with a signal.”
I press my lips to her shoulder again, then kiss my way up to her ear. “Trust us to make this good for you, trouble,” I whisper. “We won’t hurt you.”
“Quite the opposite, actually,” Hades adds, his hands obviously punctuating his point as a garbled moan escapes Sera.
“Fuck, that felt good,” Morpheus says, his touch sliding up into her hair. “Make her do that again.”
Hades doesn’t reply verbally, but the sound Sera releases confirms he listened to Morpheus’s request. I grin and place a kiss just below her ear. “Good girl, mystery. Keep making Morpheus feel good.”
“Oh, this isn’t just about my cousin.” Hades’s tone is deep, his words drawing my attention to him. “I said I wanted to watch her pleasure both of you, didn’t I?”
Sera gasps around Morpheus, her cheeks blossoming with color.
“Hades,” I warn.
“She knows how to make this stop, Maliki,” he returns. “However, the way she’s squeezing my fingers right now tells me she wants more, not less.”
Her eyes practically roll into the back of her head as Morpheus pushes himself into her mouth, his control seeming to snap. But I watch him rein himself back in with a sharp inhale, his muscles tense as he gentles his hold on Sera’s hair.
Only, she’s having none of it.
She swallows him deep while squeezing his knot, then moans once more at Hades’s ministrations below.
“Look at you, darling Goddess, taking my fingers while sucking Morpheus’s cock,” he says, his free hand running up the back of her thigh to caress her ass.
“But I want you to satisfy Maliki, too. He’s been so patient, eating your pussy and introducing you to ecstasy with his tongue.
I think it’s your turn to please him, hmm? ”
Fuck. His words are somehow making me harder than I already am.
“As I said, this is about multitasking,” he continues. “I want to watch Maliki take this sweet virgin cunt while Morpheus fucks your mouth. But I don’t want you to come, darling. Not yet.”
She shudders at his words, or maybe from the way he’s touching her.
“Because if you’re a really good girl, I’ll reward you after they fill you with their seed.
” He leans forward to place a kiss between her shoulder blades.
“What do you think, Serapina darling? Do you want to feel Maliki inside you? Driving deeper than my fingers are right now? Fucking you with abandon?”
“You can say no, Sera,” I remind her, wanting to ensure that she knows she’s the one who is really in charge here. “If you’re not ready, just hold up two fingers, okay?”
She doesn’t.
Instead, she grips Morpheus’s knot harder with one hand and grasps his hip with the other, like she’s trying to anchor herself in place.
“If you felt how harshly she just clenched her pussy, Maliki, you would know she wants this,” Hades says, his eyes meeting mine. “But I expect you to make this good for her. It’s her first time. And you’re the least likely of the three of us to hurt her.”
I arch a brow. “Since when have I been known as a gentle lover?” He’s watched me more than enough times to know that I’m the opposite.
“You’ll be easier for her to take than me or Morpheus,” he replies. “You’ll also make sure she enjoys it. Otherwise, I’ll kill you.”
I huff at that. “Your threat isn’t why I’ll make her enjoy it.”
“I know.”
“Telling her she’s not allowed to come basically ensures I’ll force her to climax all over my cock,” I go on, pretending like I didn’t hear his response. “I’ll fuck her so good she won’t need either of your knots.”
He smiles. “We’ll see, won’t we?”
“Only if she agrees,” I counter.
He pulls his hand out from between her legs to show me his soaked skin.
“Her slick is all the agreement I need, Maliki,” he murmurs before sucking each finger clean. “Get down there and taste her for yourself if you don’t believe me. But our mate wants your cock. So either you give her what she desires, or I’m going to take her virginity with my knot.”