CHAPTER 29
Sleep comes easy. I still haven’t forgiven Silas for what he did, but eventually through the night, I get off the floor to sleep on the couch, refusing to get into the bed with them.
Halfway through the night though, I wake to my temperature rising, my skin burning and my clothes feeling like they are suffocating me.
Rolling on my back, I tug my shirt off and strip my shorts off leaving me only in my underwear.
Tossing and turning, even the couch is irritating my skin, every nerve ending feels like it has been set alight, my entire body is itching when I feel it.
Heat washing over me, making my toes curl and I try to hold my breath so I don’t wake them.
My entire being is calling out to them, needing them.
Rolling off the couch and landing on my hands and knees, I try to stop from moaning as burning sparks rush over me again.
Hearing Matitus groaning makes me look up, his arousal hits me through the bond as he rolls.
And so does Dragus, reacting to me. I watch, enthralled by the sight of them searching for each other even while asleep.
Silas sits up rubbing his eyes before flicking on the lamp.
He sniffs the air, looking at Dragus and Matitus becoming tangled in the blanket, his eyes snap to me where I am frozen on the ground, trying to fight the urge to go to them, my entire body craving them. Craving their touch.
“Elora what do you want me to do?” he asks, and I look up at him, panting.
I didn’t care what he did, I just need them, want them near.
Silas’s eyes flicker, reflecting back at me glowing a deep amber color.
This was stronger than the last mating heat, more intense, and I know if I move even an inch, I will attack them.
The next wave washes over me, making me shiver as tingles rush over my skin and my walls clench spilling my juices onto my thighs, my core pulsating, needing release. Silas gets up, walking over to me and I can tell he is really struggling this time.
Dragus sits upright, a growl escaping his lips when his eyes fall on me, waking Matitus.
Matitus sits up, and Silas spins around watching them.
They truly look like predators at this moment, making my heat even worse as I feel their intense gaze on me.
Watching every move I make. My nails dig into the rug as the next wave washes over me.
“I can’t,” I tell Silas through gritted teeth as I fight the urge to go to them. The feelings through the bond only intensify my own and I break, giving into the urges consuming me.
Silas grips me around the waist and tugs me against him as I get up and lunge at them, his entire body trembling while he fights with himself and me.
“Elora, they could hurt you,” he growls, and I melt against him. I grab his hand and force it between my legs, throwing my head back as his warm fingers move against my slit making me moan.
“I don’t care,” I whisper between panting, as long as they are touching me, I don’t care what they do, all I know is I want them.
Dragus turns his head to the side, watching as Silas’s fingers move inside my panties between my lips. He shoves a finger inside me, making me moan and move my hips against him. Matitus looks over as pure desire rolls over him. I hear Silas snap at him when he tries to reach for me.
“Matitus wait,” he says and Matitus shivers at the command behind his voice.
“You sure Lora?” Silas asks, his voice sending thrills through me.
“Yes,” I breathe moaning as he slides another finger into me. Dragus climbs off the bed quickly, rushing to me and Silas places his hand on his shoulder holding him back.
“Gentle Dragus,” he says as Dragus palms my breast. I watch his eyes flicker as Dragus tries holding himself back.
I rip him towards me, my lips smashing into his and Silas pulls his fingers from me.
I shove Dragus, and he falls on top of Matitus, who quickly moves as I crawl on top of Dragus sucking and nipping at his skin hungrily.
I feel possessed as I claw at his pants.
Dragus groans when I bite his bottom lip, and I can feel his erection pressing against my panties which are soaked from Silas playing with me.
Warm hands move to my panties; they’re quickly torn off.
The burning from the fabric tearing only makes me moan before I feel the bed dip behind me and Silas kneels on the bed behind me, he shoves his fingers in me and I push back against them, moaning louder.
Dragus devours my skin while Matitus moves.
I can sense his discomfort, he wants to touch me but is too scared to.
I grip his arm pulling him towards me and smashing my lips against his, moaning into his mouth when Silas moves his fingers inside me.
Dragus bites down on my breast, making me moan.
He growls as he draws blood, his tongue running over it.
I feel his cock twitch underneath me. Matitus moves closer, biting into my neck.
I crawl on top of him, his teeth embedded in my skin, making me moan as I straddle him.
His tongue laps at my neck, and he groans.
Dragus moves behind me as Silas’s worries hit me.
Reaching between Matitus and myself, I grab his hard length, running my hand along his shaft, positioning him at my entrance, sinking down on him.
My walls stretch around him, making me moan loudly at the full feeling.
Matitus grips my hips tightly and groans, his teeth leaving my neck as his head falls back.
“Easy, Elora,” Silas says, making my eyes snap open to a demonic look on Matitus’s face.
He growls low and deep, kissing me. His hand grips my breast so hard his claws dig in, arousing me more. I roll my hips against him, my head rolling back against Dragus, who I forgot was behind me. His hand goes to my throat, pulling my head back, kissing me roughly, bruising my lips.
Matitus thrusts into me hard, making me gasp. Dragus’s hand around my throat tightens, cutting off my air.
Silas moves beside Matitus, reaching forward. His hand grips Dragus’s wrist, forcing him to let go of my throat.
Dragus growls and Silas pulls Dragus toward him, kissing him roughly. Arousal floods me when I see Silas grip his cock, stroking him. Dragus groans, thrusting into Silas hand.
“Patience Dragus, you don’t want to hurt her,” Silas growls against his lips.
Matitus grips my hips tighter moving them to his own rhythm, his cock sliding in and out of me making me cry out, but it isn’t enough.
Wave after wave is just building, only to die down at the last second.
Matitus speeds up his movements and I ride him, meeting his thrusts becoming frustrated that I can’t get release when I feel Silas shift on the bed, grabbing something from the bedside drawer and handing it to Dragus.
Dragus grips my chin, kissing me as Silas swaps places with Dragus, his legs straddling Dragus to hold him down.
Matitus is pounding into me, roughly licking and sucking my breasts.
Leaning down and over Dragus, I reach down and grab his cock.
Dragus moves, gripping the back of my head and bringing his lips to mine.
He bites down on my lip roughly, making it bleed.
Silas moves behind me and his hand moves over my skin when something cold and wet moves between my cheeks, his fingers pressing against the tight muscles of my ass.
Matitus grips my hips, slamming me down on his cock just as I feel Silas slip his finger in my ass, making me tense.
My hand squeezes Dragus’s hard length, making him groan, his tongue slipping into my mouth.
Silas’s other hand moves between my legs, rubbing my clit, making me relax as he slides his finger out, adding another.
I move my hips against his fingers, circling my clit.
“That’s it, focus on my fingers,” he whispers against my shoulder, rolling my clit between his fingers, making me gasp. My juices coat Matitus’s length as my walls clench around him.
Silas slides his fingers in and out, another wave of heat rolling over me, making me pant, my toes curling.
“What do you need, Elora?” Silas asks, seeing my frustration.
“All of you,” I breathe.
Silas chuckles, grabbing Dragus and kissing him, forcing him to kneel next to me. Silas’s fingers slide from me, and I instantly miss the contact.
Silas moves up the bed, Dragus moves behind me, kissing my shoulder, his teeth grazing my skin, making me shiver. Silas grips my chin, forcing his tongue between my lips, tasting every inch of my mouth. I feel Dragus position himself behind me, my nails digging into Matitus as I tense.
Silas’s hand moves between my legs, rubbing my clit, making me moan.
Dragus’s hands pull my hips toward him, his length pushing inside me. It burns, and I tense. Silas kisses me forcefully, distracting me, his fingers rubbing my sensitive bundle of nerves, making me grind my hips against them.
I notice Matitus stop moving, though his grip on my hips tighten when I feel Dragus push all the way in, making me try to jerk away from him, but he holds me in place.
“Breathe Elora, the pain will stop,” Silas whispers against my lips just as I feel heat roll over me, making me grind my hips against Matitus.
I moan loudly, moving my hips against them and I can feel them both sliding in and out of me.
My orgasm builds up when I feel them both thrust into me.
The feeling of both of them inside me is foreign and I feel over full, yet oddly aroused as I feel them both sliding in and out of me.
I moan as my orgasm builds, my stomach tightening and my walls clenching around Matitus and I get the same urge I did with Silas, my nails dig into his shoulders and Matitus pulls my face to his, his lips crashing into mine and I moan into his mouth as they both pound into me.
I feel Dragus’s movement become erratic.
My orgasm intensifies when Matitus’s scent hits me and a primal urge takes over as I rip his head to the side, sinking my teeth into his neck where his mark is.
His emotions flood into me and I finally climax, wave after wave roll over me and I feel Dragus stop inside me and Matitus as I roll my hips against him riding out my orgasm, my entire body pulsating.
Pulling my teeth from his neck, Matitus kisses me, his blood staining my lips.
Dragus flops on the bed next to me and I feel the heat die down making me slump against Matitus.
Silas pulls me onto his chest, his fingers running up and down my spine as I give into exhaustion.