Chapter 46
Ash
I’ve lost count of my own heartbeats.
Finn taps my mouth with the tip of his cock, salt explodes across my tastebuds.
“Breathe.” His voice is strained. “Just breathe, love. That’s it, drink me in.”
Love.
He’s never called me that before.
I want to grab the word. Hold it still. Make him say it again so I can be sure I heard it right, sure it wasn’t the heat or the oil or the specific madness of this moment making my brain invent things I want.
I don’t. His hands thread through my hair, gripping with a slight sting.
But I heard it.
And I’m not letting it go.
Under me, Orion’s hand goes still against my hip for exactly half a second.
He heard it, too.
Neither of us says anything. And then Orion’s hands grip my hips from behind, tilting me forward toward Kieran.
Opening my mouth, I suck down Finn. His cock glides in and out of my mouth, his hands guiding me as Orion slowly pushes into my ass with slow movements.
I can feel my pussy dripping down onto his dick, then I feel the cold of Kieran at my entrance, slowly pushing in.
I feel everything.
Not just the fullness, though that’s devastating enough. I can feel where they are in relation to each other. The thin wall between them. Where Orion’s heat ends and Kieran’s cold begins, two different temperatures, two different rhythms, both of them inside me at the same time.
I pop off Finn’s cock for a second to breath. I look up at him his amber eyes showing nothing but that love and devotion.
“Holy—” The word comes out broken. “I can feel both of you. I can feel where you’re touching each other.” I rest my head on Finn’s hip, all I can do is hold onto him.
A pause in which everyone processes this.
“Through me,” I add, unnecessarily. “I meant through me.”
Orion laughs under me but it’s clearly strained.
“We can feel each other, too.” Kieran’s voice is wrecked. “Through you. Gods, Ash, you’re—”
He doesn’t finish. Can’t. Orion starts to move.
Shallow thrusts. Testing. Checking. Making sure I can take it.
I push back against him.
“More.”
He gives me more.
The first orgasm catches me off guard. I wasn’t ready, wasn’t bracing, and it crashes through me like a wave I didn’t see coming. My magic spirals outward, thorns and flowers erupting from the moss, vines climbing higher around our little sanctuary.
“One.” Orion’s voice is smug under me. “That’s one, Thorn. We’re not done.”
One? When did the count start over?
Before I can respond, hands grip my jaw. Tilt my face up.
Finnian.
He’s standing at my head, and his cock is right there, flushed and hard and glistening with my saliva. He looks so delicious that I lap at him. Teasing and tasting as the other two fuck me.
He’s warm on my tongue. Golden. The taste of him floods my mouth and I moan before I can stop myself.
“That’s it.” His hand fists in my hair. “Take it.”
He pushes deeper.
Three of them. Kieran in my pussy, cold and relentless. Orion in my ass, burning me from the inside out. Finnian in my mouth, fucking my throat like he’s forgotten how to be gentle.
Every part of me filled. Every part of me claimed.
Kieran drags out of me slow, so slow I feel every ridge of his cock catching against my walls. The cold of him leaves a trail of frost through my nerve endings. Then he grinds back in, angling up, hitting something deep that makes my thighs shake.
Under me, Orion is the opposite. Fast. Greedy.
His heat blooms through the warming oil until I can’t tell where his fire ends and the burn begins.
Every thrust shoves me forward onto Kieran, and every time Kieran pulls back, I’m pushed onto Orion.
Caught between them like a tide that can’t decide which shore to break against.
And Finnian, his cock slides across my tongue and I taste salt and want and something sweet underneath. He hits the back of my throat and holds there, just for a second, watching my eyes water before he pulls back and lets me breathe.
Then does it again.
I’m never empty. Never given a single second to think. Just full and full and full, pinned between three men who are using me exactly the way I begged them to.
Tears stream down my face. Not pain. The opposite of pain. Just too much sensation with nowhere for it to go.
Finnian pulls out of my mouth and I gasp for air, sobbing, magic spiraling wild around us.
“Please—” I don’t even know what I’m asking for. “Please, I can’t—”
“You can.” Kieran’s thumb wipes tears from my cheek. Almost tender. “You’re doing so well, troublesome thing.”
The praise makes me clench around both of them and Orion groans beneath me, hips stuttering.
“She’s close.” Orion’s voice is strained. “I can feel her.”
“Then let’s not waste it.” Kieran’s cold hand slides down my body, finding my clit. Circling. Not rushing. Slow, oh so slow.
The orgasm hits before I’ve finished deciding how to feel about that.
I shatter for the second time with his name on my lips and both of them still buried inside me.
The world whites out. When it comes back, I’m boneless, shaking, sure it’s over.
It’s not over.
Finnian moves away. Stealing his heat from me.
But he moves down my body.
He positions himself beside Kieran, the angle setting him up to slide in alongside.
“What—” I try to focus through the haze. “Finnian, what are you—”
“She can take more.” Orion’s voice. Certain.
It takes me three full seconds to understand what that means. Then it takes me another two seconds to accept that I understand correctly.
“No.” The word comes out automatically. My body is already clenching in anticipation, which is extremely unhelpful information. “That’s not…there’s no way I can—”
“You can.” Orion’s hand slides up my spine. “You’ve taken everything we’ve given you tonight, Thorn. This is just one more thing.”
“It is not one more thing, it’s—”
“It’s us.” Finnian’s grip tightens, pulling my head back until I have to look at him. Amber eyes burning into mine. “All of us. At the same time. Inside you at the same time. And you’re going to take it because you’re ours. Every part of you.”
I’m shaking. The stretch is already impossible and he hasn’t even—
“Only if you talk me through it.”
The words leave me before I can stop them. Desperate. Trusting. Giving them power I didn’t know I had left to give.
Something shifts in Finn’s expression. In Orion, Kieran.
“I’ve got you.” Finnian presses a kiss to my temple. “Just listen to my voice.”
He presses forward. Just the tip.
I whimper.
“Breathe out.” Orion’s command is gentle now, guiding from below. “Now. Breathe out and let him in.”
I exhale. Finnian slides deeper.
“Fuck—” The word shatters on my lips. I can feel where Finnian’s heat ends and Kieran’s cold begins. The exact line where fire meets ice inside me. Two of them. At the same time.
“That’s it.” Orion’s voice wraps around me like a lifeline. “Look at you. Taking both of them. So fucking perfect.”
“I can’t—”
“You already are.” His hand slides down to my very sensitive clit, where he rubs slow circles. But he never touches it directly, just around and around the bud. “Feel that? Feel how wet you are? Your body knows exactly what it wants. Trust it.”
Finnian pushes deeper. The heat spreads through me, tangling with Kieran’s cold, and I’m crying now, actually crying, but I’m not telling them to stop. Couldn’t if I wanted to. Don’t want to.
I want this.
“Almost there.” Orion’s fingers circle my clit. “One more inch. You’re doing so good. Taking them so well.”
Finnian bottoms out.
Three of them. Inside me. All at once.
Two in my pussy. Fire and ice, impossible, perfect, something I’m going to be thinking about for the rest of my very long Fae life.
Orion in my ass. Heat and pressure and that warming oil blooming through everything.
I scream. The sound tears out of me and the vines climb higher and somewhere outside our thorned sanctuary a bird takes flight, startled into the dark.
“There she is.” Orion’s voice has gone somewhere primal. Barely human. “Full of us. All of us. How does it feel?”
“I can’t—” Words won’t form. Nothing forms. I’ve been reduced to sensation and sensation only. “I can feel all of you. I can feel—”
“We can feel each other.” Finnian’s voice breaks. “Through you. Ash, you’re…you’re connecting us. All of us.”
The bonds blaze at my wrist. Gold for Finnian. Silver-blue for Kieran. Orange-gold for Orion. All three burning brighter than I’ve ever seen them.
We’re not letting you go.
“Ours.” Orion’s voice is against my ear, savage and certain. His hips snap forward, burying himself deep in my ass, and I feel him twitch inside me. I feel the vibration of his orgasm so close. “Say it. You’re ours.”
The part of me that spent years desiring to belong somewhere doesn’t know what to do.
Then Kieran rolls his hips, grinding that cold cock against something devastating inside me, and the flinch dissolves entirely.
“Yours.” The word tears out of me. “I’m yours. All of you.”
“All of us what?” Orion’s hand slides around my throat. Not squeezing. Just holding. Possessive. “Finish the sentence, Thorn.”
“All of you, inside me, please don’t stop—”
“We’re not stopping.” Kieran’s voice has gone to ice and gravel. He thrusts harder, and I feel him slide against the place where Finnian is still buried. “We’re not stopping until you’ve taken everything we have to give.”
“I can’t—”
“You can.” Finnian’s hands grip my face, forcing me to look at him. His amber eyes are wet. Wrecked. “You can take all of us. You already are.”
He’s right. I am. Two of them in my pussy, one in my ass, and I’m so full I can feel my own heartbeat in places I didn’t know had pulses.
“Please—” I don’t even know what I’m begging for anymore.
Kieran grips my nipples, twists them in a way that shoots pleasure straight to my pussy.
“Please what?” Orion’s teeth graze my shoulder. “Tell us exactly what you need.”
“I need you to stay.” The words crack open. “All of you. Forever. I need, I need to feel you come inside me. I need to know this is real.”
Kieran moves first. His thrusts turn brutal, cold cock dragging against Finnian’s heat, and the friction between them, through me, is going to kill me. I can feel where they’re touching each other through the thin wall inside me. Two cocks sliding together every time they thrust.
“Fuck—” Finnian’s hips jerk up, meeting Kieran’s rhythm, and suddenly they’re fucking me together, coordinated, relentless. “Fuck, I can feel him. I can feel—”
“I know.” Kieran’s voice breaks. “I can feel you, too.”
They’re feeling each other through my body. Using me to touch. And the knowledge of that, their cocks sliding against each other, against Orion….
Well, that’s hot as fuck.
“I’m going to—” I can’t finish the sentence. The orgasm is right there. Enormous and inevitable.
“Then come.” Orion slams into my ass, his heat blazing through the oil. His teeth find my shoulder, biting down hard enough to mark. Marking me in only the way a primal wild Fae can. “Come on all three of our cocks. Right now. Let us feel it.”
“Let us feel you choose us.” Finnian’s voice shakes. “Please, Ash. Choose us.”
I shatter.
Not just pleasure. Something deeper cracking apart and reforming. The orgasm rips through me in waves, my pussy clenching around two cocks, my ass gripping Orion so tight he roars under me.
Orion comes first. I feel him pulse inside my ass, feel his roar vibrate through my spine. The pain spikes through the pleasure and I sob, clenching harder.
“Ash—” Finnian’s voice breaks on my name. His hips stutter, once, twice, and then he’s coming, too, spilling inside me, his cock pulsing against Kieran’s, and I feel them both, heat and warmth flooding my pussy at the same time.
And Kieran.
He buries his face in my throat and comes with a sound that isn’t a roar or a groan but something more like a sob. The cold spreads through my pussy alongside Finnian’s warmth, and I come again, a fourth orgasm I didn’t know I had in me, just from feeling him finally, finally let go.
All three of them. Pulsing inside me. At the same time.
The bonds burn so bright I have to close my eyes.
When I open them, we’re collapsed on the moss. Tangled in a configuration of limbs that shouldn’t work but does. Orion still inside my ass, softening but not pulling out. Kieran and Finnian still inside my pussy, their cocks pressed together, neither of them willing to leave first.
No one moves.
No one speaks.
Just breathing. Just heartbeats. Just us.
Orion presses a kiss to the bite mark on my shoulder. Apologizing without words.
Finnian threads his fingers through mine and doesn’t let go.
Kieran’s frost-cold lips trace my collarbone, and he murmurs something too quiet to catch. I don’t ask him to repeat it.
Some things are meant to stay in the dark.
And that’s exactly when I realize none of them said it.
I love you.
I felt it. Through the bonds, through their bodies, through the way Finnian’s eyes went wet and Kieran’s control shattered and Orion bit me like he was trying to mark me forever.
But no one said the words.
Neither did I.
I tell myself it doesn’t matter. We just showed each other. Words are just words.
I tell myself that as my eyes drift closed.
I almost believe it.