Chapter 28 #2
“She’s so responsive. We’re lucky men.” Zeke moaned against my neck as my movements caused his dick to harden even more against the small of my back.
I feel hands pulling my pants off and see Nathan kneeling in front of me with his beautiful cock jutting out proudly. “I need you, Nexi.”
I pull him into my embrace as Zeke supports me by holding the backs of my thighs and widening my legs, providing Nathan with better access.
Nathan entered me in one hard thrust, and I gasp at the sensation of him filling me so completely. A movement over his shoulder grabs my attention, and I see Jet stroking his cock in slow, smooth movements, squeezing the head before he starts all over again… never taking his eyes from me.
Oren walked over, and his shadows grabbed Nathan and pulled him off me. “What the fuck?”
“You still haven’t learned to share.” Oren grabbed my hand and pulled me up from the floor.
“Fuck off, Shitstorm. What the fuck would you call all of this, if not sharing?” Nathan growled at him.
I’m too weak with desire to join their argument and follow where Oren leads me. I’m a little surprised when he pushes me to my knees, but then I understand what he wants when he kneels behind me. I moan as his dick fills me.
“You can have our beautiful Nexus’ mouth.” Oren groans out while pounding deep into my pussy.
Nathan huffs but wastes no time kneeling in front of me. “Is this okay, Nexi mine?”
I nod because the ability to speak is beyond me. Nathan feeds me his cock and throws his head back in pleasure as I begin to suck on him, then open my throat to take him deep.
I hear the other men shuffling around the room and wish I could please all of them at once like Queen Lilibet did in my dream, when suddenly I hear a yelp.
“What the fuck, Oren!” Zane yells. “Get your fucking shadows off my dick.”
Oren halted what he was doing, and I groaned out in protest. “I wouldn’t touch your dick with someone else’s shadows!”
“Then what the fuck is this?” Zeke growled out.
We all pause in our activities, and I see shadows curling around Jet, Zeke, and Zane.
“Get them the fuck off of me.” Jet glowered at Oren, looking murderous.
“I’m telling you motherfuckers that… is… not… me!” He was pissed.
“I think it might be me,” I whispered, guiltily, before things get out of hand… so to speak.
I thought about what I wanted the shadows to do, and Jet groaned as they wrapped around his dick and started to squeeze.
“Yep, it’s me.” I giggled, which turned into a moan as Oren surged back inside me.
“Well, that’s all right, then. Get busy pleasuring me, Shadow Momma.” Zane’s comment ended in a moan as I did exactly that.
Soon, the room is filled with filthy noises and moans as we are all overwhelmed by the pleasurable sensations.
Oren let out a growl. “Fuck, baby. I’m going to fill you up with my cum.”
Nathan groaned, “I’m cumming too, and I want you to swallow every single drop.”
Both men cum simultaneously, and I soon followed, but didn’t have a moment to recover before Zeke took Oren's place.
I groaned as he entered me in one smooth thrust, then winced as it felt like his dick grew exponentially after he entered me.
His dick was so thick that it stretched me to an uncomfortable level. Then I realized I felt a knot.
“What the hell is that?” I moaned out as it rubbed against my G-spot.
“I’m not sure, but you feel fucking amazing,” Zeke growled, around a moan of pleasure.
I mewl at the stretch and the sensations I’m feeling, a strange warmth spreading through my entire body.
Suddenly, Zane is in front of me and begins to strum my clit with two fingers, even as he moans and snarls in pleasure from the movement of my shadows around his red and throbbing cock.
Zeke pumped in me three more times before I feel the hot jet of his cum bathing the walls of my pussy, and I scream as it sets off another orgasm.
Jet has fallen to his back and is writhing on the floor as my shadows run over his entire body, and it isn’t long before he and Zane find their pleasure, cum spurting from their cocks onto the eight-pack abs they both have.
The room is filled with warmth from everything we've just done, and a sense of contentment fills the air.
My breathing is slowing, but my body feels light, boneless, like the world melted a little around the edges. My thighs are shaking, lips still tingling, magic gently humming under my skin.
And they’re all still there.
Close.
Quiet.
Soft in a way they aren't with anyone else.
Nathan is the first to gather me up, lifting me as if I weighed nothing. Zeke protests briefly, but Nathan ignores him as he presses a soft kiss to the top of my head, his earlier wildness softened into something warm and protective.
“You alright, Nexi?” he murmured against my hair.
I nod, sinking into his chest. “More than alright.”
A low sound rumbles in his chest—proud, relieved, affectionate.
Jet stepped to my side, brushing my hair back from my face with slow, careful fingers, as if he’s smoothing the chaos right out of me.
“You scared us,” he whispered. “Come here.”
I reach for him, and he takes my hand, squeezing gently—a promise, not a demand.
Oren crouched in front of me, shadows curling lazily around his feet now, no longer snapping outward. He studies my face as if he’s cataloging every detail to make sure I’m okay.
“Let me see you,” he said softly.
I cupped his cheek, and his eyes warmed instantly. He leaned into my touch just enough to tell me what it meant to him.
Zeke and Zane settle on either side of me, shoulders brushing mine, body heat steady and comforting. Zane nudges my knee with his.
“You’re glowing,” he teased with a grin.
Zeke rolled his eyes, but he was smiling too. “She always glows. But… yes. More than usual.”
Zane waggles his brows. “Must be from the Draxon knot. I can’t wait to experience that with you.” He side-eyed Zeke. “I bet my knot is bigger than yours. At least a quarter inch.”
Zeke punched him in the arm. “Shut the fuck up, asshole.”
“Knot right now, boys.” Nathan grinned, “You’re both being total Knotheads.”
I laugh—a real, soft, unguarded laugh—and it makes all of them smile and visibly relax.
Nathan adjusted me in his lap, wrapping his arms around my waist, holding me as if the world outside this cavern can’t touch me here.
“You were amazing,” he whispered into my neck. “In every way.”
“Especially mastering those shadow abilities. It took me years to learn that kind of control.” Oren’s chest puffs out with pride at my accomplishment.
I blushed. “Thanks… I guess.”
“No. Thank you, precious.” Zane smirked, “Big Sly appreciates it.”
My eyes widen before I remember the conversation from back at the academy with Nathan. “Shut up. Or my love castle is closed for business.”
The twins and Nathan began laughing, but Jet and Oren looked confused.
“Your dick is named after one of her dads?” Jet's complexion was green.
Nathan stopped laughing briefly. “If you know, you know.”
That made us laugh again. It felt good and right to be with them like this.
Jet sat beside us, his thigh pressed to mine, and Oren stretched out a hand, brushing it over my arm with feather-light comfort.
Zeke leaned his head briefly on my shoulder and yawned. “Tomorrow I have a gift for you, don’t let me forget.”
I smiled softly. “I won’t let you forget.”
Zane sprawled against my other side, fingers absentmindedly tracing little shapes on my knee.
For the longest time, none of us talked. We just breathed together.
Five different heartbeats.
Five different kinds of touch.
Five different ways of holding me steady.
The fire of what just happened cools into something more profound— a warm, steady pulse of connection that anchors me in a way I didn’t know I needed.
Nathan kissed my shoulder.
Zeke squeezed my hand.
Zane nudged me with his chin.
Jet’s thumb strokes a soft circle over my wrist.
Oren leaned his forehead against mine and whispered, “You’re safe with us. Now, tomorrow, and always.”
And Ancestors help me—I believe him.